A Loli's ENF Adventure/Larissa/Luminia/Infection/At home taking a bath
It was late in the evening at the De la Rue estate, and on the third floor of the sprawling mansion there was a young girl taking a bath.
"Miss Janet, I'm almost done. Where is my nightgown?"
"It was taken downstairs to be washed this morning. I'll go fetch for you at once."
"Very well. Do hurry, the water's getting cold."
"Of course, my lady."
Although a changing screen separated them the maid preformed a curtsy and left the room, leaving the 10 year old Larissa by herself. Now that she was alone the young child rose from the tub of lukewarm water, skin glistening wet and her blonde hair, normally kept in bouncy curls, was dripping with water and plastered to her back, reaching the top of her firm little behind. Normally Larissa wouldn't care if her handmaids were in the room when she left the tub, but for some time now and for reasons she can't understand she's been feeling more self-conscious about being naked around others, even if they'd seen her body before such as Miss Janet.
Stepping from the tub the girl crossed the room to grab a big fluffy towel and began drying herself off. The room was as opulent as one would expect from a rich family including a floor to ceiling mirror, marble sinks with matching bathtub, and, of course, a well kept toilet. The only other notable detail was the large window open to the outside that reached nearly from wall-to-wall. While normally such a thing would be an incredible breach in privacy, being on the third floor with the only other nearby building, the servant's quarters, being to far away to see any details without a telescope negated that risk.
Larissa was just finishing drying her hair when a scuttling sound outside the window followed by a stiff breeze caught her attention. Dropping the towel (Miss Janet could get it later), she approached the window, arms crossed over her flat chest and stiffened nipples to ward off the chill the wind gave her. Reaching the window she grabbed the edge and leaned her upper body outside, looking for the source of the noise but only seeing the small figures of the servants meandering outside by their quarters down the path.
Her attention was grabbed again by the sound of footsteps behind her.
"That was fast, Miss... Jan...et.."
As she spoke, an odd sensation filled Larissa's mind, dulling her thoughts as if she were half-awake, or sleepwalking.
Which is why she didn't immediately react to the deathly cold hand that grabbed her by the back of the neck, pulling her back in the window and out of sight. Before she knew what was happening Larissa found herself looking at her own reflection in the mirror, seeing it float a foot above the ground, as well as noticing the two footprints visible in the puddle she made leaving the tub. Even with her mind muddled she was able to figure out what was likely happening.
Vampire
Normally she would be screaming in terror by now, but the haze in her head kept her unnaturally calm, the realization that a vampire had her by the neck being treated as nothing more than a passing concern. Even in this trance-like state she found herself in Larissa was able to recollect that she was about to be bitten and tried to brace herself.
Where does the vampire bite her?