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I had been dating Chira for a little over a month when she told me about her unusual appetites. I had just taken her back from a concert for some local band that had plastered half the city with fliers, and she had asked me back to her place.

"Have a seat" she said, gesturing to a sofa in her living room/dining room/kitchen, "there's something I need to talk to you about."

It was easy to tell when Chira was nervous because her wing tips would start fluttering...I should probably explain. Chira wasn't like other women. She was an anthro bat. She looked mostly human except for an even coat of chestnut brown fur, two large pointed ears on top of her head, a slightly upturned nose, and her wings. Like most bats' wings, Chira's wings were attached to the bottom of her arms with the last joint being what would be her pinkie finger. Because of that, her nervous ticks could be a threat to those around her.

"Breathe, Chira" I said, "Whatever this is about, it's not worth knocking everything off of your walls."

"I am breathing," she said, "but this is kind of a big deal. I don't want to scare you away."

"You're not going to scare me, Chira," I said, "I've been completely nuts about you since we met. Do you really think that whatever you're going to tell me can change that?"

"I want to say 'no,' but it's happened before. Can you at least promise me that you'll hear out everything I have to say?"

"Of course I will. It's the least I can do for you."

Chira took a deep breath and tried to control her shaking hands.

"Okay, so you know there are lots of different species of bats, right?"

"I don't know the exact number, but sure."

"Well, I'm not one of the ones that eats fruit."

"I had a hunch, but it seemed a bit gauche to check your kitchen for freeze-dried mosquitoes."

Chira giggled. She let out a snort and covered her mouth with her hands. I couldn't see it through her fur, but I was sure she was blushing.

"Guess again...I'm a vampire bat. As an anthro, I can live on normal human food most of the time, but I still need blood occasionally. Unfortunately, it has to be fresh, too. I used to have a friend that was willing to let me feed on them, but they moved away recently. I hate to ask something like this of you, but would you be willing to help me out?"

"How much blood would you need?"

"It doesn't have to be a lot. I can get by on about about a cup every few of months. It wouldn't even be as bad as donating to the Red Cross. I'll even give you juice and cookies afterward if you want."

"I don't think that will be necessary," I laughed, "but there is something I hope you'll help me with. I'm not really sure how to say this..."

"Is it weirder than what I just told you?"

"Maybe. Maybe not, but I've lost some relationships over this. I guess I should start by saying that I had no idea what kind of bat you were. I would still love you if you were a leaf nosed bat, or a flying fox, or even a flying squirrel for that matter. It's a total coincidence that I also like blood."

"What do you mean? Are you one of those people that thinks they're a vampire?"

"Oh god no. It's...I guess it's a kink or a fetish. Something like that. I know it's weird, but I swear I'm not some kind of serial killer or whatever you must be thinking right now."

"I...think you're kind of weird right now, but, well" Chira spread her now much more still wings, "I'm not really in a position to judge you, am I? What exactly does this mean for me, though?"

"I'm happy to let you feed on me as often as you need. All I want is for you to "play with your food" every so often for me. It doesn't have to be the only thing we do, but I would like it to be an occasional thing at least."

"I'm having trouble wrapping my head around this, but...I'll give it a try. By the way, I should probably mention that the friend I told you about moved away like a month and a half ago. I could really use some blood right now."

"Well, what are we talking out here for? Lead the way."

Chira lead me into her bedroom which, considering the rest of her apartment, was pretty nice. It was almost as big as the other room, so there was plenty of space left over even with a king size bed. Chira laid down a plastic tarp in front of the bed and placed a plain wooden chair in the middle.

"I know it doesn't look very comfortable, but I am _not_cleaning blood out of upholstery again. That reminds me..."

Chira reached behind her neck and undid the knot on the backless dress she had been wearing. She casually let it drop, and stepped out of it. I couldn't help but notice that she hadn't been wearing underwear that night.

"Don't be shy," she said, "those slacks you're wearing look expensive, and you really don't want to get blood on them."

I followed her cue and unceremoniously stripped. I went to sit in the chair Chira had set down for me.

"I don't suppose you have anything you could use to tie me to this chair, do you?" I asked.

"Afraid that you're going to try to do a runner?" she asked, "Yeah, I think I have something that should work. Stick your arms through the back of the chair, and I'll grab it."

Chira disappeared into her closet and returned with a hank of rope and a metal cart laid out with what looked like medical supplies. I could feel her looping the rope around my wrists. She pulled the knot tight with surprising force.

"Whoa," I said.

"Too tight?" she asked.

"No, it's good. I just didn't expect you to be so eager about it."

Chira stood right behind me with her mouth next to my ear.

"You aren't the only one with kinks here, sweetie." she whispered, "We can talk about that later, though."

She patted me on the head and then tied my ankles to the legs of the chair.

"How's that?"

I made a show of struggling against the rope.

"Feels good to me." I said.

"Okay," she said, "Wow, I never thought I'd be doing this, you know, like this."

Chira took an alcohol swab from the cart and began wiping down my chest.

"This is going to be a little cold. I know it's probably not your ideal type of foreplay, but I can't stand the taste of iodine."

Next, she picked up a disposable scalpel from the cart and opened its blister pack.

"You probably expected me to use my teeth, but they really aren't as sharp as they look. Trust me, I've tried. Scalpels hurt a lot less."

Chira gripped the scalpel with her index finger along the blade as a guide. She quickly made a few shallow cuts on my chest in a crosshatch pattern. True to her word, the cuts were just slight stings.

She bent down and kissed the wounds. She opened her mouth and I felt her pointed tongue lapping at my chest. When she stood back up, there was blood on her lips. A gleaming drop had gathered at one corner of her mouth and was threatening to run down the side of her face.

"That should help get things flowing." she said.

She ran her tongue over her bottom lip, catching the droplet before it could fall.

Chira set down the scalpel and ran two fingers over my cuts. When she brought them up, they were slick and shiny.

"This is kind of a weird bat thing," she said, "but I don't feel comfortable feeding unless you have some blood too- crap!"

A drop of blood had fallen off of her fingertip onto one of her small breasts. It ran down her fur and gathered on her nipple.

"Heh, I guess you'd probably rather lick it off of there anyway."

She sat on my lap and guided my head toward her breast.

I gently licked the blood drop off of her nipple. Chira moaned quietly as she sucked the rest of my blood off of her fingers.

She gently lifted my head away from her breast and bent down to kiss me. I could taste a trace of my blood in her mouth. As she ended the kiss, she moved her mouth down towards my chest. Chira began to lap at the blood that was gathering on my chest. Even though the cuts were shallow, I could feel that I was bleeding a fair amount. While she licked one side of my chest, she teased and pinched the nipple on the other side.

When Chira came back up, her face was slicked down with my blood. There was even a drop gathering on her pointed nose. She ran one hand over the wounds on my chest and began to rub one of her breasts with her bloody hand.

"Is this what you like, sweetie?" she purred.

"Ye-yes," I stammered, "You're incredible."

She used her clean hand to guide my hard cock inside of her. Chira gently placed two of her bloody fingers in my mouth as she started to grind on my lap. The salty metallic taste of my blood filled my mouth as I ran my tongue all over them.

She pulled her fingers out of my mouth and swiped her hand over my cuts again. She dangled her fingers over her chest and allowed a few drops of blood to drip off of her fingertips onto her breasts.

Chira's breathing became ragged as she quickened her pace.

"Come for me," she told me.

She pulled me into an embrace as I pumped into her, my wrists straining against the ropes. For a while, she just held me, my face pressed against her chest. The smell of blood filled my nose, and I could feel it warm and sticky on my cheek.

Chira kissed me deeply and then broke the embrace. She picked up a pad of gauze and some surgical tape from her cart. She placed the gauze on my wounds and pressed hard with one hand.

"This might seem excessive," she said, "but you're going to bleed more than usual, and I don't want you to pass out on me."

She held the gauze in place with some tape and then undid the knots tying me to the chair. As soon as I stood up, she took hold of one of my hands and wrapped me in her wings as she guided me down to the tarp on the floor.

"We should probably get cleaned up before this blood dries." I said.

"Don't you think this is worth a little extra scrubbing?" she asked.

"You make a convincing argument, Chira." I said as she laid her face on my chest.