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It's a normal day in Totally Generic Magic College. There's cherry blossoms blooming despite this not being set in Japan or a high school, the petals flying around the students as they walk to their glasses. Among them is our main protagonist, Naomi. Naomi could feel the stares of the other students, potentially because of his oversized glasses. While it does make him feel rather shy, he finds himself secretly loving the attention.
His first lecture of the day..and he is already deeply lost. The Totally Generic Magic College's halls shift and morph, causing all maps to be entirely useless. Despite that, he looks down at his stupid paper map, squinting through the unreasonably thick lenses of his glasses. Just then, he heard footsteps. Looking up, he notices someone approaching him. It's a fellow student, with long blonde hair tied up in a low ponytail. He smiles down at Naomi despite only having an inch of height on the freshman.
“Hey, uh..I got lost. Do you know where ro-” Naomi's question trails off as he stares at the increasingly adoring look on the blonde's face. Before he could ask another question, his wrist is gripped by the weirdly attractive boy and he is dragged through the hallways towards the room. When they get there, he finds two very important details: Naomi had completely missed his first lecture, and the unknown student is still dragging him into the now empty room.
“It's okay, I need to get to my next lec-” Once again, Naomi finds himself cut off as he's pinned to the door by the somewhat taller blonde boy. His normal sized glasses slip down his nose as a blush spreads up his neck and across his face. His back thumps against the wooden door as the boy applies more force, knocking the breath out of him. His weirdly large hand raises and for a second, Naomi believes he's about to be slapped or something, but instead, the hand starts to move.
Naomi had not learned much Magical Sign Language (MSL), but he understands enough to get the name of the boy: ‘Kylie’. Slowly, he nods, and Kylie finally removes his weight from poor Naomi. Our protagonist wheezes before looking back up at Kylie. Kylie's face is slightly more fuzzy than before, as his glasses are not thick enough to fix his absolute dogshit vision.
“Thanks, you are..really strong..” Naomi gives a shaky smile before getting slammed against the door again. This time, however, he feels something hard poking against him. Looking down, he finds Kylie's pants tenting with a much larger bulge than should be normal. That's when Naomi squints behind his now rather small and thin glasses and notices..something blurry coming out of Kylie's head and wagging behind the blonde haired boy. The bulge begins its slow grind against his thighs as Kylie whimpers, large hands roaming against Naomi's small body. They eventually find their way to his shirt buttons and, with a loud tear..
..Naomi finds his shirt completely torn open, exposing his delicate, unmarked chest. Kylie's eyes roam over Naomi's body, the blurry golden form behind him wagging as his pupils dilate. Or at least, Naomi thinks that's what happened. He can't really see it. Lips find the shorter male's neck, forcing him to tilt his head to give Kylie more space. His smaller hands run through the silky golden hair, and he marvels at the texture. For a moment, Naomi relaxes, starting to accept the increasingly sexual situation.
That's when he feels a sharp pain in his neck. The oversized, clawed hands exploring Naomi's body suddenly clamp around his arms, keeping him still even as he tries to squirm. Breathy whimpers escape him as tears start to run down his cheeks. Sharp fangs have pierced his soft skin and he can practically feel Kylie drinking. His struggles grow weaker as his penny sized glasses slip off his face entirely, cracking on the tile beneath them.
It should hurt, and it did hurt, at least at first. But that hurt soon becomes pleasure as the vampire's venom courses through his veins. Naomi's tears refuse to stop and neither does Kylie's grinding. In fact, the grinding has grown far more violent and faster. The vampire might be mute, but Naomi's sensitive ears pick up panting as the other students ruts against him. A soundless moan is buried against his neck as Kylie hits his climax, spilling his seed into his poor uniform pants. Despite himself, Naomi also finds the situation to be too much, and he also cums into the dark fabric of his trousers.
That was a week ago. Naomi's glasses have become so small that even atoms can't wear them. He got new ones, but those also begin to shrink after a couple days. Naomi has given up trying to wear glasses. He still isn't entirely sure what Kylie is, but he is starting to understand more MSL and eventually realizes that his weird energy is why his glasses shrink. Being a vampire isn't that bad he guesses. It's better than being a human. Sure people look at him a bit differently, but that's alright. Kylie has become his boyfriend and that's all that matters now. Kylie has proven to be an insatiable whore of a man, but Naomi doesn't particularly mind. He's pretty sure Naomi has a heat cycle, but that's a story for another day.