It was dark, around what would've been the time to head to bed. Everything was normal and quiet at first.. until suddenly Goat Butter's security system went off somewhere on the side of the building... probably in or near the vent that leads to the outside.
It was... a comically popular place for unsuspecting Cookies to get splashed by potions nowadays. It was usually either because they were trying to break in, or because they were just lingering there a bit too long. But who could it be now, and what were they planning?
Goat Butter, despite contrary belief, was actually busy being blown by Pure Vanilla, since it was his turn to visit the office after a while. Of course, something had to interrupt his little quickie with the Vanillian twink, so he then pet his head and slowly made the blonde move away.
"Go ahead and play with yourself for a bit. I'll be right back." He'd mentioned, smiling softly as he then pulled up his boxers and headed downstairs to check on the security system. It seems that even with the new renovations, someone was still getting hit by random flying potions set by his security drones. He fixed himself, despite being in some loose pjs, and walked outside to see who the fuck was trying to ruin his nightly routine.
The vent cover outside seemed to have been pried off and was lying on the floor... and whoever was supposedly trying to break in, didn't make it far at all as their white-sleeved arm was dangling out of the vent. It just hung limply, like the cookie wasn't awake at all. But surely, they can't have been injured or dead.
Goat Butter, slightly confused, decided to just use verbal commands to see if the being was still breathing at least. He'd make sure to kick down a cushion just under the vent to catch whoever was there.
"Hey, get down from here and land in the cushion." He'd order, waiting for a response as he watched for any movement. Hell, he had his flashlight out for safety measures.
There was nothing at first, but soon a groan of protest was heard from the mystery cookie as he unceremoniously and lazily dragged himself out and fell, not caring about the awkward position he landed in and soon fixed himself, curled up, and was already on the verge of heading back to sleep, too sleepy to even fully realize Goat Butter was standing beside him.
That wild, long, red hair. The black cape he adorned on his shoulders. No doubt, it was Vampire Cookie. And whether or not Goat Butter actually recognized him, it was very easy to see he was a notoriously lazy one. He was trying to climb into the vent just to take a nap.
Goat Butter blinked a bit at the sight of a literally sleeping vampire. He then walked closer and turned off his lights, and checked for any signs of the potions effects. He was confused since this was his first encounter with the bat boy, so he decided to approach cautiously. He'd the poke his forehead three times, before deciding to test something out.
"Take off your pants and underwear." He'd then back up a bit in case things got feral. He was just flat out confused. How the hell did Vampire get into his vents and still somehow got splashed by the drones?
"...What...?" He drowsily stared up at him, it seemed like his words passed through one ear and went out the other at first. But soon, Vampire would obey and begin lazily pulling everything on his lower half off... as per usual, he didn't question Goat Butter, despite how abrupt and violating the command was.
Goat Butter blinked a bit before realizing. Motherfucker was in an oblivious state of trance, and seemed perfectly normal. He'd chuckle for a bit before picking him up and taking him to the bed upstairs, where he left Pure Vanilla.
He'd then eye the cookie up and down before letting his back rest on the bed and his legs spread out for his cock to be seen. He looked over at the Vanillian and beckoned him to come over. "Seems like we have a special guest today, my dear sex toy~" He'd state, his fingers rubbing across Vanilla's small shaft.

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