The umbrella's blade tip arced, carried by the momentum of Penny Dreadful, who leaped at Beatrix's back. The tip sank towards exposed flesh...interrupted by Adagio's scream of, "Behind you!" Beatrix spun and tried to raise another barrier in front of her, a cry emitted as the knife sunk into her raised arm and splashed her in a thick, hot cloud of blood.

"Die! Die! Die~!" Penny repeatedly stabbed at the witch, who by now managed to raise a shield that deflected the strokes in a shower of sparks. Unfortunately it meant her attention was divided, as Esmeralda was forced to work overtime to carve apart tentacles.

Esmeralda tried to reach for her pistol and take a shot at Penny, but every time she tried another tendril almost reached Camellia in the midst of her chant, which forced the huntress to carve more coils with her silver sword. "You're on your own, Beatrix! My hands are full!"

"Great!" Beatrix's horn flashed. She dared not drop her shield, but with her concentration split it was all but impossible to mount a counter attack. A shame she lacked hand-to-hand skills! The blade flashed closer-and-closer, as it chewed away at her barrier.

Nor could Adagio help much, as it took all her waning strength to continue her crawl towards the open mouth that adorned the wall, its razor teeth filled with slimy drool that oozed down... A sudden bout of inspiration hit Beatrix as she watched it from the corner of her eye.

Beatrix shot her a cocky smirk. "You wanna dance, Penny?"

"Oh, I do! On top of your grave! I want to bathe in your blood!" The killer grinned in victory the moment Beatrix dared drop her faded protection, her umbrella driven at the witch's heart...simply to be hit by a concentrated beam launched from Beatrix's horn.

Rather than focus on raw power, the laser-like beam was almost harmless, yet pushed away Penny like a burst of wind. Penny shrieked as she was hurled into the air, into the wall, where the manor's maw instinctively closed down around and swallowed Penny up.

Her screams were quickly muted and finally swallowed up completely. Blue blood dripped from its closed lips and pooled below, a stark contrast to the scarlet haze around the hall.

"A worthy sacrifice," quipped Esmeralda. "But will it work...?"

"Better hope so," said Beatrix, who swiftly raised her barrier to protect her and Adagio.

Fortunately, a short time later Camellia completed the spell. The organic interiors began to fade before their eyes, and returned to the home the monster hunters remembered. "The eldritch abomination has been contained," announced the masked vampire.

Esmeralda raised an eyebrow. "Permanently, love?"

"That, I cannot say for certain. I may have simply bought us time." Camellia kicked aside a severed doll limb. "We survived, but our beautiful home is a wreck."

The tentacles had also turned to dust, a splotch of blue blood splashed across the wall where the mouth once sat, with no trace of Penny Dreadful otherwise left behind.

Beatrix said, "Another day saved! Ow!" She clutched her bloodied arm.

Looks like the adrenaline has worn off," mused Esmeralda with a titter. She made her way to Adagio and offered a hand to help her stand. "Worry not, with these artificial bodies we should be able to restore Aria and Sonata in time, with a little luck."

"That's a relief," whispered the sleepy harlot.

"Come," offered Camellia. "You need rest. And you need medical attention, Beatrix. Usually we would leave that to our marionettes, but as you can see..."

"Yeah. We were lucky," said Beatrix, who hobbled after the others.

The witch stopped to take a look back. The portal she opened was into the middle of space, hopeful that it would end the menace of Dhullex Faustus once-and-for-all. Less likely the Necronomicon, which always seemed to turn back up in unexpected places.

A threat she would worry about some other time. For now, she would rest.

*****

A few days later, after Sonata's and Aria's mummified bodies were recovered, Camellia used some of Dhullex's old alchemy notes they had stored in the vault to synthesize a new formula, with help from Beatrix. The witch was thankful for all those childhood lessons with Flurry Heart! Soon, they brewed up several vials filled with a rich blue liquid.

"It's not quite up to Dr Kilroy's standards," confessed Beatrix as her eyes studied the bubbly brew that spat colorful vapors across a room turned into an alchemy lab.

Camellia nodded. "They will have to consume it daily to survive."

"Luckily," said Esmeralda. "We have the necessary funds! Of course, those three harlot cuties will have to live here~." Her pink eyes scanned the three nude sisters, their unconscious bodies stacked on cots, ready to receive the tubes that would feed them the fake blood.

"A small price indeed," assured Camellia.

"Almost a shame Kilroy's scheme needed to be halted," mused Esmeralda. "Think! A fresh body without all those scars..." She tapped her lover's blood tear-streaked mask.

"Yes. A shame," said Camellia, as she tried to imagine a whole city of people replaced by automatons, free of disease or aging. Not so different from she and Esmeralda, the monster huntresses doomed to live forever, in pursuit of ways to amend their boredom.

They had turned to hedonistic pursuits, fearful they would become like their sire one day. Consumed by malice, to the point he would have taken the world down with him.

Over the next hour, the tubes would feed the synthesized blue blood into the sisters, whose bodies quivered with life as they were reanimated. Afterward they would stir sleepily and rose to a seated position as Beatrix asked, "How do you feel? All okay?"

"I think so," said Sonata, who stretched with a wide yawn. "Feels like I slept forever!"

"Almost like we were in a dream," said Aria, her lips drawn.

Adagio wondered aloud, "What should we do now?"

Camellia turned to them. "Well, aside from the blood transfusions you have no need of sustenance, nor do you require much rest, so how about a bath?"

"Sounds delicious," said Esmeralda with a lick of her lips. "I'll have the dolls draw one!" They had managed to repair a handful, although most of them were thoroughly ruined in their recent battle. It would be quite some time before normalcy returned to their home.

"Guess we shouldn't bother to redress, then!" Sonata giggled and stood.

"Keep your fat ass out of my face!" Aria pushed her sister's wide rump ahead.

Adagio rolled her eyes and sighed. Some things never change." These little squabbles were always how those two showed their affection. They wandered out of the lab, down a hall.

A short time later Esmeralda ordered the five clockwork maids available to draw a bath so spacious it could more than fit all of them. Steamy water sloshed about the tub, as Adagio, Aria, and Sonata submerged themselves. With a casual wave of her hand, Beatrix banished all her clothes to follow them in, while Esmeralda and Camellia undressed the old-fashioned way.

"Nice, is it not?" Camellia, nude save for her mask while she sat in the pool, scooped up a handful of soapy water and splashed it over her voluptuous pale breasts, where the suds ran down and dripped from the pendulous slopes, so milky and veil her veins were visible.

"Paraside," replied Esmeralda with a coy smile, her feet kicked in the waters to splash the sisters and Beatrix. "So, my sweet little witch, what will you do now?"

Beatrix paused to look at the doll maids that stood on the sidelines to await further instructions. "I dunno...maybe explore this world some more? Or another world?" She looked to the vampire lovers. "Actually, I'd like you two to see my home some ltime! I think you'll be surprised..."

She had never expected to discover the origin of her manor here, remembering when she had first encountered the possessed eldritch abomination, which had nearly killed Beatrix and her friends until her succubus 'sister', Bellatrix Primadonna, struck a deal with the beast and tamed it after the pair fused. Now, her manor fed on Bellatrix's life force in perfect symbiosis.

Esmeralda tittered and brushed her foot over Beatrix's. "I look forward to it!"

"Yes," said Camellia, as she continued to lazily wash circles around her breasts. "It should make for a nice change of pace. There are only so many supernatural monstrities we can hunt here."

The water rolled when Adagio stood, water dripping off her bare form. "We've always paid our way the one way we know how. I wouldn't be content to freeload here."

Aria rose as she turned to her. "Are you suggesting....?"

"Yes. Our bodies," said Adagio. "You two need blood, don't you?"

"Indeed," replied Camellia. "Unfortunately, yours is incompatible with ours. Otherwise, we would synthesize our own. Of course my partner in particular would miss the thrill of the hunt."

Sonata shot up last. "How about a dance, to lighten the mood?"

"That seems a fair trade," decided Esmeralda, her eyes narrowed to match her coy smirk.

"Just sit back and enjoy us," teased Sonata with her own wide smile, as she and her sisters started to dance. Wet, glistening flesh caught the light as they dripped and weaved, plush tittiess swayed, hips shimmied, and pert buttocks wobbled whenever they turned.

The three of them were like erotic works of art, come to life.

"Mmm~," cooed Adagio, who bent forward so that her tits draped suspended below in the faces of their audience, and shook the fleshy orbs back-and-forth. "Tell us what you like~!"

Sonata beside her draped her own tits. "Maybe they're more ass women? Well, Aria's pretty flat in all departments!" She snickered at the middle-sister as she pulled her own nipples.

"Shut up!" Nonetheless, Aria bent her toned ass towards the onlookers and thrust it in out.

"Tits and asses are nice~," cooed back Beatrix, who landed a hard smack on Aria's ass which made the air crack and left a small red mark as the bare, moist flesh rippled.

"Nice indeed!" Esmeralda's hands helped themselves to a tit of Adagio and Sonata respectively, tested their weight in their palm and firmness when she kneaded and squeezed, like they were a pair of ripe, sweet fruits she desperately wanted to sink her teeth into.

"Every piece of them," mused Camellia, as her fingers snaked forward and traced over Adagio's and Sonata's snug, slippery slits, which squished lewdly and radiated heat. Gradually, she worked herself into the sisters, felt their wet walls clamp around the intrusions.

"Careful," said Sonata as schlicks filled the air. "We're slippery when wet!"

"I like them slippery," said Esmeralda with another lick of her chops, before she leaned in and took Sonata's free tit between her lips. The harlot moaned while she suckled away at the pendulous titty, the vampire contented to play with the tits in both hands at the same time.

"And wet," reminded Adagio, as Camellia's digits went knuckle-deep into her tight twat. Schilcks and squishes sounded as she all but fisted the harlot, girly goo left to trail down Camellia's hand.

"Don't be shy," said a still bent over Aria, whose hands encircled her buns and slowly spread them open to reveal the pucker of her asshole and her own inflamed cunt. "Eat me, bitch!"

"O-ok!" Beatrix swallowed hard and dove her face in. She savored the whore's holes, licked and swished around the pink flesh, breathed in her scent and smacked her lips at her taste.

Esmeralda said, "Goodness, I'm worked up! What say we all take this to the bedroom?" With a snap she commanded the maids to follow them, and didn't bother to dry off, a trail of water left behind Esmeralda as the pink-haired huntress walked her cute ass down the hall.

Everyone hurried to follow her, Camellia disappointed she temporarily needed to withdraw her fingers from those vise-like cunts with a messy pop. The masked woman licked her fingers clean, Beatrix at the back of the procession as she watched beautiful, bare bitch butts bounce.

Globes of raw, wet flesh swayed before the witch's eyes, who practically drooled in anticipation while they made their way to a bedroom. A short walk later, and they arrived.

Pretty soon Beatrix found herself on the widest bed she had ever seen with all the others. At Esmeralda's instructions, even the five doll maids stripped down to bare their anatomically-correct physiques. "Help service us," ordered the vampire huntress, her thighs parted wide and her fingers used to slowly spread her lower lips open to expose the pretty pink pussy within.

The maid drove her tongue into her twat, as a lesbian orgy ensued in a sea of feminine flesh. Camellia and Esmeralda peppered playful pecks and nibbles across the sisters. Beatrix's hands wandered like everyone else's, her transparent horn summoned as she applied her own aura to help masturbate them, her ears filled by the sweet moans she teased out of them.

Soon, they formed a daisy chain of dykes, no hole left unexplored. They would switch partners and positions on occasion, Esmeralda content to scissor with them all at least once, like it was a challenge to make them scream her name as she edged out their multi-orgasms.

And when they got tired of that, Beatrix tried another of her tricks. She asked the sisters to line themselves up on all fours, asses raised to her and the vampire couple. "Take your pick!"

Esmeralda chose Adagio and Camellia picked Sonata, which left Beatrix with Aria, not that she minded! Beatrix's aura formed a twin pair of translucent, horse-like phalluses on each of the three riders, poised before the fuckholes of their mounts and ready to split the bitches wide open. Successfully lined up, their hips thrust forward, met by moans as they imapled them.

Then, they proceeded to fuck them into submission and exhaustion in a blur of hips and wet slaps of rippled flesh each time their buns were clapped. Hair was pulled and asses were smacked, the double-penetrated harlots taken for the rides of their lives.

On occasion all of them would share kisses, while the dolls on the sidelines masturbated themselves like Esmeralda ordered them too, the air filled with more moist shclicks and brutalized flesh. Juices flooded under the whores, whose holes constricted around the horsecock-shaped auras that endlessly drove in-and-out of their pussies and assholes.

"That's it...squirt on me," taunted Esmeralda as her skewered mount moaned and came.

By the time their bout of mindless debauchery came to an end, hours later, Beatrix's mouth was filled with the mixed flavors of all the women she'd eaten out. She collapsed in a heap of flesh like the others, her bare breasts heaved from the exhaustive session.

"Feel free to use us whenever you like," purred Adagio, sidled between the warm skin of her sisters, their denuded physiques lined in a sheen of sweat and feminine fluids.

Sonata panted as she said, "This was so much fun! Much better than the streets!"

Aria took a moment to taste herself and said, "I think you've made us addicts."

Good little sluts," teased Esmeralda, who landed a sharp smack on Sonata's spanked red ass. She then kissed and nipped her posterior, met by more muted moans.

Camellia sat up and said, "Feel free to wander the mansion at your leisure. But do not leave. Remember, you'll need a fresh, daily transfusion to keep yourselves animated."

The sisters nodded, content to simply rest there for the moment. They drifted off to sleep, while Camellia brushed her thick black mane, and Esmeralda did up her twin pink braids. No doubt they prepared themselves for more action, Beatrix decided wistfully.

Action. Compared to some of the places she encountered, this was almost a vacation! But she couldn't stay here forever. Not when Abadonna was still out there, somewhere.

A smile adorned on her face, Beatrix realized she would have to revisit this world someday!

Author's Note

Apologies it took forever to update and finish this story. Between terrible work hours and taking care of my mom, I've been drained and lost a groove with this tale.

The broadstrokes are still there, but I wanted to develop things far more. Still, I pushed myself to complete it and had fun! Thanks to everyone that stuck with the fic!

This takes place before Undeath and Rebirth (On my co-writer Notaponyperson's page), where Penny Dreadful, Camellia, and Esmeralda return.