And the longing begins…

Rachel felt her mouth flush with saliva. A carnal and predatory desire flooded over her as she watched Jenny feed. Her eyes were curiously drawn from the feeding, though, to the artery in Jenny’s neck, pulsing slowly.

Thoughts suddenly flashed in Rachel’s mind.

~An intimate embrace between them. Jenny tilting her head to the side for her, an offering. The sensation of pressing her new fangs into Jenny’s neck, and claiming her with a bite. The flood of Jenny’s sweet flavor, spurting into her mouth, and eagerly swallowing what was offered.~

Rachel paused, stunned. It’s happened, hasn’t it… Rachel thought, as her tongue hungrily slid the length of the long twin fangs in her mouth. I'm almost there... almost a vampire, like her…

And HIM.

Her mind suddenly lurched a new direction, turning to anger as she thought of him. For his violations. Her tongue slid across the sharp tips of her canines, now also changed. She felt them cut her tongue with ease, and let the rage consume her.

Several moments passed before Rachel willed herself, forcefully, to regain her composure. Closing her eyes and straining the accumulated saliva from her teeth, and swallowing hard. With all the strength she could muster, she buried the longing and hunger that now clawed at her insides. The fangs resisted, but did slowly and reluctantly recede. She licked the tips of her 4 canines to make sure, and found that they had receded, but kept their new, sharper, form. She also found the oversized incisors still there, but safely tucked away and out of sight.

She allowed herself to open her eyes then, content for the moment that she had herself under control, and looked over to Caleb. He was still slumped against the lockers ****, with his dick out. The same as how Jenny had left him. Anger flooded her mind again.

Rachel looked down, and found her clothes next to her on the floor. A reminder she was still half undressed. She precariously covered her hardened nipples with her arms, grabbed her small bundle of clothes, scurried over, and squatted in front of him.

She nudged him,

“Caleb", she whispered quietly, then quickly looped her arms through her bra, pulled the straps tight, and clipped the back.

She gave him a shove when he failed to respond. “Caleb!", she whispered louder, stirring him to consciousness. "What?"

"Where am I?" His eyes wandered, disoriented.

His eyes dropped to her chest & bra.

"What are you doing?!"

Too loud! Rachel thought, and her hand shot to his mouth, covering it for him to be quiet.

"Are you OK?" Rachel asked, still whispering, and ignoring his questions as she quickly slipped back on her jersey.

"I... I guess... what is going on...?” He looked down, shocked, as he felt Rachel take hold of his exposed dick, and carefully tuck it back into his underwear.

Caleb jolted awake in a panic, his lucidity rapidly returned as he tried to stand and zip up his pants, obviously embarrassed. "Oh God, what is going on?"

"Don't worry about it," Rachel said, pulling him up to leave. "Let's just go." She grabbed his hand and tugged on him, jerking him quickly in the direction of the locker-room exit. “Quickly!” She reiterated, looking him directly in the eyes. He seemed to stop asking questions then, and did as asked.

Jenny spoke up, just as they reached the exit.

"See you later, 'sister'…"