Countess Cleavula

Countess Enormia Cleavula is an ancient vampire, her pale skin untouched by the sun for centuries. She stands at an imposing 8 feet tall, her figure curvaceous and voluptuous. Her most striking features are her massive breasts, each multiple times the size of a human head. They strain against the tight black corset she wears, threatening to spill out with every breath. Tiny bat wings sprout from the sides of her head, flapping idly. Slightly larger wings extend from her back, allowing her to somehow glide short distances.

The Countess has a voracious appetite for blood and an insatiable libido. She gains intense pleasure from dominating her victims, using her ample bosom to smother and subdue them. Through skin contact, she can slowly absorb a human's blood, while also channelling hypnotically pleasurable sensations towards the human. The more flesh pressed against her own, the faster and more deeply she feeds. She often strips her prey naked and takes off her top before descending upon them, grinding and rubbing her impossibly soft breasts around their bodies to maximize the flow of blood into her.

Haughty and cruel, Cleavula sees humans as little more than cattle to feed her hunger and sate her thirst, albeit very entertaining cattle that she loves to give chase to. She takes advantage of her seductive charms and the allure of her massive bosom to mesmerize victims, luring them to her before pouncing and smothering the life from them with her flesh. If her potential victim knows of her true nature and attempts to flee, she will give chase. She delights in the terror of her prey as she descends upon them, pinning them down with her weighty bosom as they struggle to escape before giving into the pleasure.

If her prey is hiding, she will attempt to lure them out through promises of sensual pleasures with her breasts, should they submit to her willingly. Once they are within her grasp, escape is impossible. She takes her time feeding on them, prolonging the experience to maximize their pleasure and agony alike. Countess Cleavula sometimes keep victims alive for days, trapping them within her castle to act as living fountains to sate her thirst whenever she pleases. Their wills are shattered under the weight of her bosom and the hypnotic ecstasy she inflicts, leaving them helpless to resist her desires.

Cleavula lives in a massive stone castle hidden deep within a mountain range, far from prying human eyes. The halls are decorated with gruesome trophies and portraits of her past conquests. Her private chambers are lavishly furnished, with a large canopy bed that has seen the demise of many a victim.