Chapter 18: Ericka's Bosom Problem
One cloudy yet warm October day after Dracula's birthday bash, Dracula, Ericka, Mavis, and Johnny decided to visit the village again, one reason was for Mavis to see more places in town she wanted to see and the second reason was the family had lunch at a local diner, and as it got later to the afternoon they all decided to return home to the hotel. As they exited the diner, Johnny suddenly released a rather loud and long belch.
"Johnny!" Dracula scolded as he shot a disapproving glare at the young man. "Control yourself, you're not a pig!"
Mavis suddenly let out an equally loud burp, but it was only brief as she touched her lips with an amused but embarrassed smile while Dracula's eyes widened and gawked at her.
"Mavis!" he gasped. "I thought I taught you better manners."
Ericka began to laugh until she belched too, and Dracula shot her a glare of 'not-you-too' and 'Don't-encourage-them.'
"Well, better out than in, right?" Johnny joked as he laughed. Though Mavis didn't really understand the reference, she and Ericka laughed while Dracula frowned in disgusted disapproval.
The foursome took a short walk down the street, to make sure they keep to the most shaded areas and enjoy each other's company until a pair of teenage girls began to pass by them until they immediately recognized Dracula. The two girls shrieked ecstatically as they ran up to Dracula and his family. Another group of girls ran up to Dracula and his family, overflowed with excitement and gush idolizing.
"Oh my God, it's really you!" one of them, a red head squealed.
"Count Dracula, THE Count Dracula!" her brunette friend cheered. "You're even more handsome in person!"
Now Dracula normally tried to avoid any over enthusiastic human fans since he discovered how humans now felt about monsters, but since it was only a group of young girls Dracula flashed a friendly charming smile as he bowed gentlemanly. "Hello, ladies, it's nice to meet you. I hope you've had good day so far, as it is beautiful today and I can't often go out in daylight. But it's nicely cloudy today and I can meet some nice lovely girls like yourselves."
All of the girls giggled or swooned when Dracula charmed them with his silver tongued words, even smiling at them, while this only aggravated Ericka when her face darkened with each passing second.
Mavis was quick to notice this and quickly placed herself between the girls and her father as she spoke politely, "Hello, I'm Mavis Dracula, Count Dracula's daughter. It's always cool to meet new humans, especially fans of my dad, but we really have to go because we recently had a great lunch. But again it's really nice to meet you."
"Aww, he's your dad."
"That's so cool."
"You're so lucky."
Dracula placed his arm around his daughter and announced in pride and in his vampire charm, "That's right, she turned 118 three months ago, but she'll always be my little Mavy-Wavy."
"Daaad." Mavis groaned as she started blushing from embarrassment, actually trying to hide it.
" He is so handsome and dashing. " The girls swooned over the very handsome and extremely dashing Count Dracula, and he blow kisses at them with some of them fainted.
Scowling as ever, Ericka immediately took her vampire husband by his ear, so hard that Dracula feared she was going to rip it off. "It's nice to meet you, but we have to go before he embarrasses Mavis any further." She spoke through her teeth clenched together.
"Ow, ow, ow, Ericka , ow!" Dracula cringed as she practically dragged him by his ear to the hearse as the fan girls looked on in surprise by his wife's behavior.
In the hearse, Mavis and Johnny talked for a few short minutes about how much they liked the food at the local diner they were recently at, but it was then Dracula noticed how quiet Ericka , who was driving, was though he was still oblivious to her fuming.
"Ericka , honeyfang, are you okay?" he asked. "Didn't you like lunch? I know I did."
"It was fine," she replied tensely through her teeth.
"What's wrong, then?"
Ericka inhaled a sharp breath through her nose as she spoke tensely as though it should have been obvious, "You and those girls you were flirting with. And right in front of me, your wife no less."
"She's got you there, Dad," Mavis added. "You did look like you were flirting with them."
Dracula looked at her puzzled, if slightly hurt as he tried to explain, "I wasn't flirting, I was being nice. You know I'd rather not get into that human admiration that's going around these days, but I still try to be friendly and civilized when I can."
"Too friendly, if you ask me!" Ericka seethed in a cold jealous voice.
She came to a stop light where more fan girls noticed the hearse and could see who was in it. Yelling and waving to get Dracula's attention they shouted, "We love you, Dracula!"
The second the Count noticed them, recognized them from the Monster Festival and the Halloween Festival a month ago, and waved to them but went too far to blow a kiss at them. When she had seen that kiss, Ericka's eyes twitched like she was about to throw a fit. The light turned green the next second and she slammed her foot on the pedal to the metal and floored it to force the hearse speed away down the street, and it forced everyone else to fall back in their seats.
"Ericka , what the world are you doing?!" Dracula yelled at her as he tried to hold on. "Slow down, you're going to hit someone or get us killed or you'll get the cops after us!"
Car horns honked loudly as though to confirm Dracula's claims as the hearse sped onwards. At last, Ericka put on the brakes when another street light suddenly turned red and forced her to slow to a sudden stop.
"That's it!" Dracula scolded. "I'm driving us home from here, so you switch seats right now!"
"Fine!" she hissed as she got out of the hearse.
"Fine!" he hissed back as he walked to the driver's side.
The two of them got back into he hearse with scowls on their faces when they had finished their shouts of 'Fine' at each other, and Dracula drove on when the light turned green.
As Dracula drove through the town at a steadier and more acceptable speed, another car with a group of teenage boys was driving next to them, and they started yelling and waving at the hearse, but it wasn't to get Dracula's attention.
"Hey, baby, what's your number?" one of the boys called out from the open window, while his friend made a loud wolf whistle with his fingers, aimed at Mavis.
The young vampire girl turned and politely waved at the boys, but thinking she was interested and flirting with them the boys got more determined and gregarious.
"Hey, hotstuff!" another boy shouted flirtatiously through the backseat open window. "Who's the red headed loser with you? Don't tell me he's your boyfriend!"
His friends in the back started to chortle rudely and point at Johnny. Hearing this, Mavis glared dangerously at them as well as her parents.
"He IS my boyfriend and he's NOT a loser!" Mavis rolled down the window and shouted in defense of her zing.
Johnny felt insulted and wanted to get out and fight those bullies. While Dracula scowled at them with a cold vampire look of his own with a faint hint of red in his eyes with his overprotection for his only daughter enveloping him, he looked over at Johnny with a sympathetic frown. Dracula sped up the hearse as the next light turned yellow. The hearse barely made it through the intersection to a bunch of honking horns which he completely ignored, speeding through town at a near break neck speed to reach the dark forest.
"Drac, slow down!" shouted Ericka . "You'll get us killed!"
At last the foursome made it back to the hotel, even though Dracula still drove like a bat out of hell nearly half way through the haunted forest. Ericka went through the revolving door with a hard stomp in each of her steps when she had exited the hearse. Dracula tried to ask her what was wrong but she coldly brushed him aside as she headed for their chambers in a lingering jealous huff. Thinking she needed some alone time, Dracula decided to tend to important hotel business, even if it was a slow time.
Plopping herself in a chair in her chambers, she began reading an entertainment news magazine she had brought with her from a store and read an article about the American Country music star Dolly Parton. Ericka thought how nice it must be to still look as sexy as she does at her age, especially with such giant breasts. Maybe if she looked like that, her vampire husband would think twice about oogling at younger girls, and for some reason this frightened her at how Dracula was such a lady's man even in his past she read in Bram Stoker's book how Count Dracula seduced beautiful human girls for their blood.
After a short while, Ericka decided to go find Dracula and talk to him about how he acted inappropriately in town with those girls. She found him in a nearby hallway talking to one of the witch maids. Her heart sank to her stomach as she recognized the witch as the one who had a crush on her boss, the one he momentary charmed at Mavis's birthday and at their wedding a while back. She quickly hid behind a tapestry as she watched them seemingly talk for a minute, but she couldn't really hear what they were talking about. Ericka grunted as she saw him seemingly flirting with her as he looked deep into her eyes and placed a hand on the maid's shoulder, and the witch maid gave her boss the goo-goo eyes.
In fact, Dracula was telling her how proud of this maid he was and the work she was doing and she needn't worry about a past mistake she made and he forgave her for it. Of course Ericka didn't know this. Growling, she turned and stomped down the hallway to the elevator, pressing the buttons to the ground floor, and she didn't stop until she reached the laundry matt where she met another taller and thinner witch maid who recently finished her work.
"Oh, pardon me, Your Grace," she paid respectful curtsy to the Countess.
Ericka grabbed the witch by the arm and said quickly, "I need a quick favor from you, uh... what was your name again?"
"Babayaga."
"Babayaga, can you make me more attractive?"
The witch maid was confused at the Countess while she answered with hesitation, "Uh... of course, Your Grace, but why would you want me to do that? I think you're beautiful the way the way you are now, for a human. The Count's really lucky to have you for a wife."
"Thank you, Babayaga, but it's personal. Now, please, cast a beauty spell or something and turn me into the most gorgeous woman he's ever seen." Ericka closed her eyes and braced herself.
"As you wish," Babayaga obeyed with a tone that clearly said she thought this was a bad idea.
She began to utter a chant, a spell in old Latin as a green cloud of sparkles emanated from her palms. The cloud engulfed Ericka completely. After a moment, there was an explosion. Smoke was everywhere. The two women coughed heavily as they waved their hands in the air.
"Did it work?" Ericka asked. "Maybe I look like a supermodel or a princess."
"Uh... Your Grace..." Babayaga's mouth fell open and her eyes nearly came out of her head in shock.
"What? What is it, what's wrong?" Ericka asked confused as the smoke cleared and Babayaga pointed a trembling finger at the human woman.
Puzzled, Ericka looked down and her eyes grew too wide when she could now see why. Her two perfect breasts had gone from regular size to a rather IMMENSE size, very much like Dolly Parton. "OH MY GOD!"
"I'm sorry, I'm so, so sorry, Your Grace," Babayaga apologized shamefully and fearfully, trying not to panic, "L-let me try again, I just need to remember a counterspell."
But while Ericka let her shock past, she began to have second thoughts for a moment and then a really mischievous grin spread across her lovely face. "It's okay, Babayaga. In fact, this could work."
Outside in a heavily shaded area, Dracula ordered his zombie construction workers to finish rebuilding and expanding a part of the pool area for the future wedding ceremony for his beloved daughter and her zing.
"Porridge Head, that's not where the altar goes!" he barked angrily. "You really are brainless aren't you, corpse breath?!"
He then felt a light tap on his shoulder and he turned around to see Ericka . For some reason wrapped up in one of his spare capes, looking at him with a flirtatious grin.
"Worm cake," he gushed as his mood swung to a cheerful one. "Where have you been? I wanted to talk to you."
"Me too," Ericka responded coyly. "I wanted to ask you something."
"What is it, my love?"
"Tell me if you notice anything different."
Ericka flung the cape off her body to reveal her new twins as she placed her hands on her hips and puffed her chest out to make them appear more pronounced. Dracula's eyes nearly popped out of his skull as they went to the literal size of basketballs. His jaw dropped to the ground, and his tongue rolled out like a small red carpet. An erection can be seen growing to full size in his pants.
The zombie workers had ceased what they were doing to gawk at Mina's incredibly large bust. One of them fell into the emptied pool; the second one let go of holding the altar pillar up and the pillar fell on him; while another let got of a rope and a pile of bricks fell atop of him. The same witch maid with her infatuation for Dracula flew out at the same time the zombies hurt themselves when they had gotten distracted by Mina revealing her body, but she caught sight of the human woman's breasts and didn't pay attention to where she was flying on her broomstick only to crash into the stone wall with a splat. Her arms and legs spread out and then she slid down the wall to the ground.
"Ericka , what happened to you?!" he gasped in astonishment. "Your body is magnificent!"
"Glad you like them." She placed her hands on her hips and smiled seductively.
"How did you do it? What kind of human sorcery did you use?"
Ericka kept her poker face on, but her mind raced at a 100 miles an hour to think of a quick excuse to not reveal how it really happened. "Well, that's a secret for now. Let's just say even if people don't believe in magic anymore these days, I hoped these cast a spell on you."
Dracula flexed his fingers in anticipation as a hot sweat broke out on his forehead and he felt his erection begging to be freed. "Can I touch them?" he asked hopefully. "Please? With sugar and rotten cherries on top?"
Ericka placed a finger gently on his lips and whispered, "Wait until bedtime."
She turned and walked away with a sexy sway in her hips, leaving a flummoxed and sweating Dracula frozen on the spot.
It was dinner time. What Dracula really wanted to do and had to wait for another few hours was an unbearable torment, but he had to keep telling himself to be patient because it will be worth it when the time finally came.
As his daughter and her boyfriend entered the family dinning room, Johnny and Mavis noticed him bump into some chairs with a far away look in his eyes and with a strange stiffness in his walk. He sat down and began to awkwardly twiddle his fingers as if something was bothering him and wanted that something over with or he was in a big hurry to do something.
"Dad, are you okay?" Mavis asked with concern.
"I'm fine, Mavis!" Dracula replied with an unintentional snap in his tone. "Just wondering what's taking so long for dinner to get here!"
The others joined them a few short minutes late, even though it still felt like forever to Dracula. Another short minute later, Ericka joined her friends for dinner. The entire gang's eyes popped wide open and their jaws fell open, nothing like Dracula's first reaction when he first sighted her two babies.
"Oh my God!" several voices rang out.
Wanda almost squealed, either in delight or outrage nobody could tell. Eunice fainted so Frank had to help her on her feet. Griffin's glasses grew so wide some thought they might break. Murray's and Frank's faces were the same as the time Wayne devoured all those sheep. Mavis's and Johnny's reactions resembled the faces they first heard Dracula rap on stage.
"Man, Ericka , your boobs are huge!" Johnny cheered at last.
"JOHNNY!" Mavis and Dracula gawked in outrage and surprise at Johnny's statement of Ericka's body.
"Don't listen to them, Johnny. If you like 'em, I like 'em too!" Murray exclaimed in agreement, eyeing the brunette woman's figure.
Johnny's face turned pink and so did Ericka , but she tried to hold back a snicker at how embarrassed Johnny must have felt at that very moment and their spouses' reactions. She sat next to Dracula to his right and shot a flirtatious and amused smile while he tried to hide an eager smile of his own.
A thick awkwardness fell over everyone at the dinner table and after a long minute of silence Mavis broke that silence. "Mom, what happened to your, uh, you know?"
Ericka went shifty eyed as she glanced around the dining room, her mind racing again for something to say as a cover up and brake the awkwardness as zombie waiters came out of the kitchen carrying their dinner out and placing the food on the table.
"That's a secret," she said with an awkward monotone. "You're too young to understand, Mavis."
Mavis shot her an unconvinced stare at her stepmother since Ericka seemed to break out in a light sweat on her forehead.
"Is this because dad was flirting with those girls in town earlier?" Mavis asked.
"What girls?" Frank inquired, glancing over at the Count suspiciously.
"What?!" Dracula gasped, and got defensive. "Mavis, I wasn't flirting! And she told me she got it from a secret human magic spell!"
Mavis and the other monsters looked fascinated, but Johnny had a clear doubtful look as he explained, "Are you nuts, Drac? No one in town knows magic, unless you're a kid's birthday party magician, but even they can't pull off this kind of trick. It's more like plastic surgery, but I doubt Ericka saw a doctor and recovered in a single afternoon."
Everyone in the room were intrigued and confused at Johnny's explanation, though Dracula became suspicious as he questioned, "What are you saying, Johnny? And what is this 'plastic surgery' you're talking about?"
"That'll take a little time to explain," Johnny said. "But the short version is it takes a long time to do it and Ericka would need a day or two to recover. So between being in town and right now, when did she have the time? I think it was real magic... from here, perhaps."
Dracula whirled his body posture around to face Ericka with a stone cold expression of disappointment, and Mina tensed up knowing the truth would come out sooner or later. "Ericka , is this true?" he interrogated.
"Yes," she confessed. "I asked one of the witch maids to cast a spell to make me more beautiful for you, but this happened." She gestured to her breasts. "At least it still worked and it got your attention."
Dracula's hard expression softened as he tried to say calmly, "Alright, I can look past that, but what I don't understand is why, Ericka ."
She looked hurt and anger as she vented, "It was because you were flirting with those younger girls today. Like any typical man he still has a wandering eye and his own wife isn't good enough for him anymore. Worst of all, you're still a lust driven womanizer just like in those old stories!"
The vampire shot her an angered and offended glare as he retorted defensively, "I wasn't flirting with those girls, I was just being polite! How could think such a thing?! And besides, the maids' magic is only for cleaning, nothing else, otherwise their magic does cookie things! Looks like you had to learn that the hard way!"
Ericka fumed, screaming, "Well if you hadn't been such a Mr. Charming to those girls right in front of me today, who were clearly not even out of high school, I wouldn't have felt like an old crone! I'm your wife, but clearly that means nothing to you if you're going around flirting towards younger women!"
"I said I wasn't flirting! And you do matter to me, how can you think I don't care about you? I can't believe you had to get a magic spell give you humongous boobs, when you should know better how dangerous that is!"
"And I wouldn't have needed to had I known you were such a bloodsucking Casanova wannabe!"
"WANNABE?!" Dracula shouted as he suddenly stood up and towered over her. "I'll have you know, even when I was younger, I could've had any woman I wanted! But I don't want other women! I went against tradition and chose YOU, a mere human!"
"MERE HUMAN?!" Ericka shouted as she began to stand up in front of him, but then her oversized bust accidently knocked over Dracula's blood beater beverages and spilled onto her chest and on the floor as the goblet rolled and fell from the table. Everyone gasped and she hissed a profanity.
Another tense silence followed until Dracula shouted loudly, "Housekeeping!"
The witch maids were there in a flash, even the one who cast the spell on Ericka , who gave her a sheepish look. While they cleaned the blood substitute drink from staining, Frank took a napkin and said, "I'll get that for you, Ericka ."
He reached over and tried to wipe off the stain on Ericka's breasts as she protested, "No, Frank. I'll get it."
"Frank, stop it!" Eunice was outraged, getting the wrong idea. "Not you, too!"
"Frank, get your hands off my wife!" Dracula sneered with a jealous hiss as his eyes glowed a sharp red and he shot Frank a threatening look of ripping his golem body apart if he didn't stop touching Ericka's orbs.
"Wait a second, guys," he tried to reassure everyone nervously. "It's not what it looks like."
But neither vampire nor golem believed him. Out of a spiteful jealousy, Eunice took her own drinking cup and conked Frank over the back of his head, maybe a bit harder than intended. Poor Frank was so stunned, he fell to the floor with a silly looking grin on his face.
Tension still permeated the air as an awkward silence followed. Ericka , feeling as though she should help poor Frank but she was still furious at Dracula to think straight and Eunice gave her a frown as if to accuse her of stealing Frank away, stormed out of the dining room in a huff with a heavy stomp in her step.
Everyone else looked at each other for a moment after she slammed the door, not knowing what to say or do as the thick tension slowly lessened. Then, Eunice decided to look Frank over and help him, immediately regretting having hit him so hard with her goblet.
To cool down from the argument Ericka decided to take a quick drive into town. She parked near her family's pub but decided to go for a walk, as she didn't want to talk to her family and face the humiliation from them. Lost in her own thoughts as she walked down the sidewalk deep into the village, pulling a thick jacket over her chest as she tried to hide her bosoms as she realized she drew unwanted attention from other men who aimed wolf whistles and cat calls at her, but all she wanted was to be left alone. She didn't watch where she was going as she stared at the ground and suddenly bumped into somebody.
"Hey, watch it!" Ericka snapped.
"Excuse me, I'm so sorry, Miss," said a male voice.
The man looked at Ericka and gasped in surprise at her exposed bust. She tried to hide it, but she knew the damage was done.
"Uh, no, I'm sorry," she stammered. "I should've watched where I was going."
"It's okay, Miss," the man assured her. "That's understandable. I'm sorry for being so forward, but would you be like to be in my next commercial?"
"Excuse me?"
"I'm Douglas Jones, I'm a TV commercial director," he introduced himself when he gave Ericka his card. "And unfortunately, I have a commercial in the works and the deadline got moved up sooner than I expected, but the girl who was supposed to be in it quit for some reason. But you have the body I need, so what do you say? Do want the job?"
This was a complete surprise to Ericka , as it came out of the blue. Part of her knew she needed to think about it, even talk to Dracula about it and see how he felt about it. But she remembered his words 'mere human' and it irritated her that he thought of her this way so she decided to forget it. So in a spur of the moment, and thinking it was a great way to expand her horizons and live every girl's dream of being on TV, Ericka smiled and asked Douglas Jones, "When do I start?"
Hours went by, and Ericka realized she had to get home now that she felt better about herself and what she did. The sun was nearly up when she arrived back at the hotel, and seeing the lobby empty she easily made her way to her and her husband's bed chambers. She slowly opened the door as it made a small creak hoping she wouldn't wake up Dracula, but the lights were on and he was sitting on the side of their bed in his fuchsia PJs and with his arms crossed and a scowl on his face.
"Where have you been all night?!" he demanded in irritation.
Ericka shot him a scowl of her own, part of her wanting to rub it in his face she got a job offer to be in a commercial because some other guy thought she was beautiful, even with her big boobs now. But then another part of her decided to save it as a surprise for him, so she responded, "I went for a drive into town, and took a walk to clear my head."
Dracula's face softened as he stood up and retorted, "I'm sorry about what happened at dinner, but you should have called me earlier. I've been sitting here for hours worried about you."
Ericka frowned sarcastically as she said, "I'm sorry, I forgot my phone."
"That's no excuse," Dracula retorted.
Giving a heavy sight, Ericka headed for their bathroom, "I'm going to take a quick shower."
That was enough to get Dracula's motor running.
A few minutes later he quickly undressed out of his PJs and made his way into the shower as he saw the steam rising and heard the water running. He pulled back the curtain and stepped into the shower with Ericka , a wicked smile lit his face. He came up to her from behind and sensuously stroked her shoulders as he began kissing from her shoulder to her neck.
"Drac..." she groaned in annoyance.
"Please, moonbeam," he cooed as he began stroking his hands up to her breasts, though she tried to stop him at first he pouted, "Please, I'm sorry about the fight earlier. Besides, you promised." He kissed her neck, and Ericka began to go limp at his tender flame filled gnawing.
Suddenly Dracula went crazy when he began massaging at each of her enlarged breasts, playing with them or squeezing them as he simultaneously licked all around them before suckling at her nipples. This drove her crazy as she found his manhood and teasingly squeezed it to arouse him more. He let out a cry of pleasure as he grabbed her waist and pinned her against the wall. Dracula began thrusting in and out of her wildly and was even more thrilled as he felt her massive breasts against his own chest.
Ericka screamed with pure ecstasy as he pounded her and squeezed her legs around his butt to guide him deeper into her body. Pretty soon they reached their climax and both of them felt as though they had flown to the moon and exchanged loving smiles to each other as they breathed hard from their make up sex. The couple washed up and got cleaned, and got dressed in their usual nightwear, both feeling worn out from their extreme passion as they climbed into bed together and drifted off to sleep in each other's arms.
It was just after sunset when Dracula let out a big yawn as he stretched his arms out and felt to his side to greet the new night with his wife, hoping for some wake up whoopee.
"Good morning, Honeybat," he cooed cutely, but he realized she was gone.
For a moment he almost panicked as he sat up with a start, but then noticed a note on the bedside and he quickly read it. While he was grateful she at least let him know where she was and she'll be back later in the night, he raised an eyebrow in confusion at one word he didn't understand why she would do it.
A commercial?
After breakfast and taking care of some mediocre hotel business, Ericka had still not returned and Dracula tried not to worry too much as her letter said she will be back late. So he decided to go see Mavis and Johnny in their suite, and saw them watching something on their new wide screen TV.
At a rather funny scene, the two lovebirds laughed and Dracula inquired, "What are you kids watching?"
"The Dick Van Dyke Show, it's a classic," Johnny explained as he threw a piece of popcorn in the air and tried to catch it in his mouth but missed.
"Come watch with us, Dad," Mavis invited him. "It's so funny, and the main character is a really good dancer and singer."
"He's really great in Mary Poppins," added Johnny. "You could say he's Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious."
Dracula and Mavis looked at him confused at the unusual sounding words.
"Super-what?" Dracula asked.
"Mary Who-pins?" Mavis questioned.
"I'll tell you later," Johnny said, "Anyway, where's Ericka ?"
Dracula then told them about the commercial she was doing, and Johnny was thrilled while Mavis was happy for her mother.
"What's a commercial, anyway?" Dracula asked, eager to know.
Johnny explained it was as they watched the classic sitcom there were different kinds for products being promoted and to sell.
"Did she say what kind of commercial it was?" asked Johnny.
"No." Dracula shook his head. "Only that it's supposed to be on for the first time tonight and she wanted it to be a surprise."
"Cool!" Johnny said as he tried to catch another piece of popcorn in his mouth.
"I can't wait to see what it's about." Mavis was excited for her mother.
Shortly after one episode of the show ended before the next one began, a commercial for a new body wash came on as a sensual female voice said off-screen, "Want soft, luxurious skin all day, and all night?"
Everyone's eyes open wide at what they were watching; Ericka was naked in a bathtub full of bubbles and she held a bottle of the new body wash as she smiled seductively at the camera. As the female voice over told of the body wash's qualities, the camera moved and angled over Ericka in the tub while she massaged her body, especially very enticingly over her breasts, and a thick lather appeared on her bare skin. Near the end of the commercial, Ericka was suddenly in a shower washing off the lather as the camera view got closer to her body as she massaged herself and the camera's view moved down her body, just missing full view of her more intimate feminine areas.
Instantly, Mavis covered Johnny's eyes whenever the view came very close to her intimate areas or her breasts again.
When the commercial had ended, the family members barely registered the start of the next rerun of the Dick Van Dyke show as they continued to stare at the TV screen, silently stunned by what they had witnessed.
"Well..." Johnny tried to clear his throat, his mind racing for something to say. "That was... interesting." He felt slightly turned on by what he witnessed, but he decided to keep his mind occupied by imagining Mavis naked. "So... what did you guys think?"
Mavis continued to stare off into space as her own mind raced, then she spoke awkwardly, "Uh... that was... a very...interesting commercial. Definitely wasn't what I was expecting? What did you think, Johnny?"
Johnny went stiff, in more ways than one, and tried to not sound like he got turned on as he said, "Uh... yeah, interesting. Isn't what I was expecting, either. What did you think, Drac?"
The two teenagers glanced over at Dracula. The Count looked like a petrified statue with a blank stare on his face. The small twitching of his right eye was the only thing to show he was alive and aware, and he was trying so hard to keep something from mentally breaking the couch arm in his grip. He felt his erection his erection pressing against his boxers inside so he crossed his legs to try and hide it.
"Drac, are you okay?" Johnny asked cautiously.
"Johnny..." he asked in a toneless low voice. "How many humans will see this commercial?"
A long awkward minute passed as Johnny worried about how to answer his question, but seeing no way out, he gave his honest answer, "Well... a lot of people these days have TVs, so I'm guessing... millions."
The next thing Johnny and Mavis knew there was a thunderous angered roar echoing throughout the hotel and Dracula was gone, flying through the night like a black phantom with a frightening demonic look on his face with his eyes bloody red and his fangs were ready to devour.
Meanwhile at the studio, Ericka had thought once the commercial was done she would get paid, go home and see the looks on her family's faces, which she couldn't wait to see. Instead, Douglas Jones had asked her to stay a while longer and model for pictures to represent the body wash. She happily posed for a couple pictures, not quite so subtle in a white sheet or even a skimpy bikini that really accentuated her prominent breasts.
As it was getting pretty late and Ericka felt she needed to get home, she went to freshen up in her dressing room from being so hot and sweaty under the bright lights on the photo shot set. There came a knock and the door opened to reveal Jones.
"Hey Ericka ," he greeted in a friendly voice with a nice smile, which Ericka returned politely if uncomfortably as he let himself in. "I just wanted to thank you for filling in on such short notice, and congratulate you. The commercial aired as soon as editing was finished and already it's a success and has gone viral."
"Thank you, Mr. Jones," Ericka nodded. "That's great to hear. I'm just getting ready to go home, my family's going to be worried I'm sure."
"Oh, I'm sure they won't mind if you stayed a bit longer," he said with an underlined flirtatious tone as he closed the door and subtly locked it. He came closer, too close to Ericka and inhaled the body wash's sent lingering on her and it made her freeze in place and cringe, even flinch as he began stroking her shoulders sensually.
"Mr. Jones." Ericka stared at him uncomfortably. "What are you doing?"
"Oh, nothing," he teased. "I think you're beautiful, and that body wash might really be an aphrodisiac."
He turned her around and embraced her close to his body as he grinned smugly as he began touching her waist and even touched her bust. Ericka struggled to get free, becoming angered and irritated at Jones and at herself for not seeing this possibly happening and not seeing it coming.
"C'mon, babe, don't be shy," he tried to provoke her. "I know you want it, the way you keep eyeing me."
"Mr. Jones, get off me!" she demanded as she struggled to push him off and kick him out. "You pervert and I'm a married woman!"
But Jones scoffed haughtily like he didn't care as he held her tighter. "Like I haven't heard that before. That's what the last girl."
"And I can see why she quit!" she snapped.
As Jones forced his tongue around her throat and Ericka screamed for help, the glass window shattered as the dressing room was suddenly filled with a thick blue cloud and their came a loud roar of rage when outside Ericka's dressing room the door and wall exploded while Jones suddenly found himself thrown out and landed hard out in the studio.
"Dracula!" Ericka cried with relief.
Activity came to a stand still in the studio as everyone looked from at the injured Jones to Ericka's dressing room to see a rather frightening sight; an enraged Count Dracula coming out of Ericka's room and looking to kill Jones.
Nearby studio staff ran from his very presence as he snarled with venom at Jones, "STAY AWAY FROM MY WIFE!"
Jones wasn't hurt too badly, but he was both scared and frustrated at being interrupted in his fun as he eyed Dracula angrily, "What the hell?! Who or what are you?!"
"Count Dracula, and she is my WIFE!" Dracula roared. "And you will stay away from her or I will suck you dry until you look like a shriveled up husk!"
He let out a massive roar, before looking back angrily at Ericka . For a moment she smiled in relief until she saw how angry he was and wasn't sure what to do. The next thing she knew, with a swish of his cape, she was in Dracula's embrace as he tried to hide her figure and pretty soon carried out through the broken window and flying through the night back to the hotel.
The vampire bat carried his wife in his cape to the old graveyard just outside the hotel. As they landed she was relieved to be closer to home, but she was scared with Dracula and how he acted back at the studio.
Positively furious with her, seeing what she had done in the commercial and what almost happened he shouted at her, "I don't believe you, Ericka ! How can you participate in such a perverted thing, exposing yourself like some cheat hussy on TV?! Why would you go and do such a thing and betray my trust?!"
"Oh stuff it!" she retorted. "People make commercials like that all the time, it's no big deal!"
"Not when they're my wife and they show naked women for millions of humans to see and make other men want to do what that one almost did! It's that rapist in Bucharest all over again!" he retorted very loudly.
"I didn't know Mr. Jones was such a pervert!" she retorted back at him. "He seemed like nice guy and he offered me a job! I always wanted to try modeling and this was my chance!"
"I don't care! None of this would've happened if you hadn't asked that witch to blow up your boobies!"
"I wouldn't have had to if YOU didn't have to be such a libido to flirt with girls around Mavis's age, by human standards!" she screamed so loudly her voice echoed throughout the graveyard, and Dracula seemed to lose his angry stance as his face dropped, not because he thought she was right but because she suddenly began to cry as a rain of tears fell from her eyes.
"I heard stories of how you charmed a lot of women... for their blood... and maybe for sex," Ericka sobbed with a broken voice through tears. "And I felt like I wasn't pretty enough for you anymore. I've heard about this happening in other marriages before, but I never thought it would happen to us."
Dracula's face softened more as he heard her pour her sadness out as he suddenly understood what it meant. "Oh, Ericka ," he said tenderly as he gently embraced her. "I'm so sorry. I never meant to hurt you, I only wanted to be friendly. It doesn't matter what you heard. You are my wife and I love you more than anything now, and nobody is more important to me right."
"Really?" she sobbed into his chest softly.
"Yes my darling honey-corpse," he replied with a kiss on her forehead.
For a while he let her cry out her tears until she felt better and he began rocking her gently and planting kisses in her hair. After a few minutes, Dracula wrapped Ericka up in his cape and carried her back to the hotel in bat form.
The moment they returned home Dracula looked for Babayaga, who had cast the spell upon his wife, and with a look from her stone faced and deeply displeased master she knew what had to be done. Babayaga quickly cast a counter spell and in no time flat Ericka's enormous breasts returned to their normal size breasts, and to Dracula they were still beautiful and full of youthful firmness.
The next morning, things didn't quite settle down as Dracula and Ericka hoped they would. A notice came that Douglas Jones was going to sue Dracula for violent assault, and after Ericka and Johnny explained what it meant, Dracula became irate and wanted to hypnotize that human filth into walking off a bridge.
However, everyone knew it was Jones who was the one in the wrong and the girl whom quit the job due to sexual assault by Jones helped the vampires hire a lawyer and brought Jones's attempt at sexual assault on her and Ericka to the attention of the police to counter claim to sue the Draculas, and pretty soon he was fired from his job and jailed.
After that incident was aired on the news, Dracula and Ericka received a lot of support letters by old snail mail and even on people's social media accounts. At one time after Ericka and Mavis had come home from grocery shopping, the two women told Dracula and Johnny of how Ericka had been recognized as a celebrity because of the commercial and the store quickly sold out of Mina's Night Silk Body Wash.
When the entire Drac Pack heard about it, they went out and tried to buy their own body wash. While Ericka felt both amused and proud, Dracula only face palmed and felt a little jealous, getting overprotective of his wife and nearly threatening his own male friends if one of them ever tried to do anything strange to her.
Two days after the commercial first aired, Ericka received missed calls and text messages from old friends and family members (though she ignored them) telling how they were worried about her again and Nick was very disappointed with her for doing such an 'offensive sexist' commercial, and if she hadn't done it she would've been assaulted again and nearly sued. Ericka rolled her eyes at his continued concern of her, but she still reassured them Dracula had arrived in time to save her and give Jones what he deserved and she was okay.
As the story about Ericka's blooming buxom was retold to the monster guests, Murray grumbled too close within ear shot of Dracula how he wished her could have seen more of them, causing his vampire friend to steam with jealous anger and turning a bright fire engine red in the face.
But then, being curious but brash and knowing how to push Dracula's buttons, Eunice playfully asked him, "How did you like them, Drac?"
"Ohh, they were yummy," he sighed in arousal.
"What is yummy?" Wendy asked innocently, while the rowdy wolf pups, along with Hank, Alex and Pedro, paused to have overheard and didn't know what to think other than Uncle Drac was weird.
"Uhh, it's nothing, sweetheart." Wanda immediately shooed the kids away not wanting them to get involved in private adult conversation.
A short while later, knowing how the guys acted and felt about her mother's enormous breasts, Mavis became worried about how Johnny felt about it. So as they talked in private in her bedroom, she finally mustered up the courage and asked him directly, "Do you like women with big boobies, Johnny? Do you want me to have them after you saw my mom with them?"
This surprised Johnny as he seemed to blush at her questions. After a long awkward minute he gave his answer, "Uh, well uh, yeah, they were pretty uh... big. And you'd look great with them, I'm sure." This made Mavis feel hurt and disappointed, thinking he didn't care about her, until Johnny reassured her, "But Mavis, you're great the way you are. You're beautiful, and drop dead gorgeous and I love you the way you are, no matter what."
This actually made Mavis feel a lot better about herself. Yet, just to tease him she took hold of his wrist and placed his hand on one of her breasts. "Like what you feel?" she asked teasingly.
Johnny had a goofy smile on his face as he loved the feel of Mavis's perky small breast in his hand, but before he could answer Dracula happened to walk into Mavis's room at that moment to tell them dinner was ready.
"Mavy, Johnny, dinner's ready. We're having... WHAT THE WORLD?!"
Everyone seemed to freeze in place when Johnny and Mavis looked at Dracula and his eyes widened at what he saw, and this was the moment Ericka walked. Dracula began to snarl as his eyes turned red and his claws unsheathed.
"Wait, Drac!" Johnny objected fearfully as he took his hand away from Mavis's chest, "I-it's not what you think, let me explain..."
"You can explain when you're DEAD, human!" Dracula snarled.
Johnny ran out of the room screaming for his life as Dracula chased him down the hall.
"Dad, stop it! It was MY fault!" Mavis flew after them, trying to calm down her angered and overprotective father.
Knowing what happened, Ericka chuckled and face palmed at the whole thing as she followed them at a brisk walk down the hall.
Throughout the hotel, Dracula was chasing Johnny down the corridors after he caught him touching his innocent daughter's breasts. Johnny was running for his life, scared at what the overprotective vampire father would do to him if he caught him at last. Ericka and Mavis, in bat form, were right behind them trying to prevent the furious vampire from hurting the young man. But pretty soon, Johnny ran into the ball room and was cornered by an enraged Dracula, who was ready to twist him into a pretzel or who knows what.
"You are gonna pay human!" Dracula snarled angrily.
Mavis and Ericka had finally caught up to them, where Mavis immediately stood in front of her father to stop him from hurting her boyfriend.
"Dad, stop this. This is ridiculous!" Mavis yelled at her father.
"He must pay for inappropriately touching you!" Dracula retorted at her, trying to force her to stand aside.
That was when Mavis told him the whole true story of what really happened. "Dad, he didn't touch me. I made him touch me."
"WHAAAAT?!" Dracula was surprised and in disbelief by this. His own daughter made Johnny touch her breasts, but why? "Why did you make him do that?" he demanded.
"Just let her explain, honey." Ericka tried to calm down her husband.
"Well..." Mavis meekly started to explain. "After the whole breast fiasco with mom, I started to wonder if mine appealed to Johnny since mom was so popular with her large breasts. So I made him touch my breasts to see if he liked them."
"Ugh.. honeyspider, you're perfect the way you are. There is no need for you to worry about that." Dracula affectionately told his daughter.
"That's what I wanted to tell her." Johnny commented.
But Drac glared dangerously at him, saying, "I don't want to hear from you about this."
That made Johnny continue to be silent after he got the message.
"Look, if you two are gonna live in my hotel or get married someday, you are gonna live by my rules." Dracula began to lecture them. "Which being the number one rule for you two is no naughty business before you are married! Is that clear?"
"Yes, sir." both Mavis and Johnny responded at the same time.