Helen hunts

[Helen's POV]

David is laying on the bed next to Helen: David on his side, Helen on her back. He traces his fingers along her breasts and stomach. Helen is deep in thought, processing her profound transformation. That girl's blood tasted...exquisite...I've never felt that good before Helen thinks. I want more blood. She looks down at her breasts, shapelier and larger than they had been the night before. She admires her flat stomach and narrow waist, her strong legs, her soft fair skin. Well, I guess the whole no reflection thing is a myth Helen thinks.

Helen can't deny that she feels good. Strong and powerful, the girl's warm blood coursing through her. She turns her head and looks at the exsanguinated girl on the floor. She feels regretful over having drained that poor girl, but is also excited as she plays the kill over in her head. She is thirsty.

"Do you want to go out?" David asks. Helen frowns, annoyed. Why did it have to be David? she thinks. I think I like what he's made me? He is still a clingy fucking loser.

"Yes, let's go out. I'm hungry" Helen consents.

David smiles. "Me too, let's go hunt" David says, getting off the bed and beginning to dress. He puts Helen's meal from earlier in the closet. Helen stands up, and admires her figure in the full length mirror on her closet door. She runs her full breasts. She turns, and sticks her round butt out, admiring it. She is surprised when she is able to will her fangs to descend, flashing them in the mirror and grinning. Her lips are fuller and colored a dark red, standing out from her pale face. Her eyes are smoky and it almost appears like she is wearing eye shadow. Helen chuckles, I guess I won't have to do my makeup.

Helen and David hit the streets. Helen dresses in a pair of dark jeans and a black top, no bra.

"I'm starving" David says, "I only had a sip of that prostitute.". Helen rolls her eyes: David, as whiny as ever.

The two vampires walk along a quiet side street that is mostly deserted. They see young woman waking briskly in front of them, and the vampires stalk her. At first, she is a few dozen feet yards ahead of them, but the hunters quickly and silently close the gap. The human has short brown hair and a slender figure. Helen can smell her her scent. The vampires communicate silently with their eyes, ready to strike. David walks up behind the human and tells her "stand still and don't scream". David beckons Helen forward. The human stands in front of them, visibly fearful but compelled to stay. Helen can't wait to drink again. The vampires grin at each other and strike. David stands behind the woman and bites into her neck, while simultaneously Helen stands in front, sinking her fangs into the other side of the woman's neck. Their prey gasps and struggles against them, but doesn't scream. Her eyes roll back in her head as she is rapidly drained. Helen closes her eyes and savors the warm blood spurting into her mouth. It tastes even better than the first time she thinks.

After a few minutes of feeding, the human's heart slows and stops. She slumps to the ground between the vampires. David leans forward to kiss Helen. In the moment, Helen finds herself so aroused by the blood that she goes with it, her tongue meeting David's. They kiss passionately, despite Helen's misgivings earlier.

"I want more" Helen whispers into David's ear, stroking his erection through his pants.