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Outside the piano bar a couple drove up to a parking space.
"I'm telling you, they're closed. Their sign is turned off," the wife told her husband.
"Then why are their lights on inside? Why are there all these cars here?"
"Maybe it's a private party. Let's just go to Denny's."
They didn't check the door, though if they did they would've found it locked. Actually they never would have guessed that a professor-turned-vampire used her strength to break all the locks on the doors minutes earlier.
As the husband started the ignition again they heard the very loud screaming inside.
"Must be a hell of a party," the husband remarked as he pulled his car out of the spot.

Fawn ran screaming back to the friends at her table, "FUCKING SICKOS! WE'RE GETTING OUT OF HERE!"
Her friends gathered their things and made their way to the exit only to find they couldn't open the door. Fawn turned back to demand someone let them out when she was violently grabbed. by the jaw. She barely recognized the woman as the one who was hanging around the bar, while JJ had been scoping her out like a wolf choosing the finest rabbit. The professor did not want to toy with her food and turned Fawn's head to the side. She reared her back and exposed her fangs then plunged them into her victim's neck. Quickly she threw Fawn's limp body to the ground. With her eyes closed and blood dripping down her mouth she let the sensation of feeding run through her.

Quickly thinking and seeing that both the main exit and fire exit were unopenable, Sophia beckoned the remaining human guests to the back room leading to the back exit. As she and the others ran towards that escape route four vampires burst in from the other side. Two were other guests (Pete and Hannah) but shockingly to her were her two parents. Ursula stood there with her dress shredded and her lower have exposed. Her father, already an ox of a man, had somehow become larger and more beastly.
"You can't leave yet. We have our best performance coming up," Ursula mocked the frightened patrons. Two of the male customers were taking turns trying to kick the front door down. If given another minute or two they might have been able to bust it open, but Hannah lunged at the two men. She flung one of them thirty feet away and into a table. She pressed up against and behind the second man. She grabbed at his crotch and approvingly announced, "Mama, like" to her target 15 years her junior. After missing out on tasting Anthony she chomped down hard on the man's neck.

Pete looked around at the remaining humans running to and fro to pick a prize. He saw that his daughter, Becky, was still going at it with the piano player, Dominic. Amazingly he was still playing his piano while she gyrated on him. Pete felt a twisted pride as to how much of a whore his daughter had become in such a short time. He then scanned over to the Kirks and the Van Pollards. The vampire Kirks had taken the clothes off from the rich couple and were kneeling on top of them, taunting them into a panic, and waiting until they mentally broke before biting them.

Sophia looked up at her monstrous father.
"Want to fuck those titties," Anthony growled at his daughter. With a massive downswing he trying striking at her, but she rolled under a table and escaped by a fraction of an inch. She stumbled back up onto her feet. Her father continued his pursuit. Cornered against a booth, Sophia was about to be captured when her dad all of a sudden turned to look behind him. One of the female bar patrons had accidentally ran into him while running from another of the vamps. His animal brain focused all his attention on this new prey. With one hand he held her in place by her forehead and used the other to tear off her dress. Sophia used this unplanned distraction to make her way into the back room. Like the other doors out front the handle was twisted to prevent it from being opened. She knew she couldn't go back out front again.

JJ, having seen someone make their way to the back fought her way through the chaos to make chase. She didn't see anyone, but she definitely could smell blood and adrenaline in the air. If she looked up she would have seen the attic opening was just closing. JJ went down to the cellar, but of course would find nothing there.

Back in the main bar there were still five humans standing, four woman and one man. They were in the middle of the room with the woman huddled behind the man. He held a broken liquor bottle in his outstretched hand to hold off the vamps.
"WE'RE GETTING OUT OF HERE OR ELSE SOMEONE IS GETTING HURT!"
Half the vamps he was addressing didn't care as they were in the middle of fucking one or more others, while the other hung back out of curiosity. They inched towards a large window. He told one of the women near him to see if they could open it up. He noticed, Fawn, one of the people he entered the bar with hours earlier was lying motionless on the ground.
"Damn it," he muttered to himself. He quickly turned back and forth to make sure none of the vampires were encroaching on him as the women were trying to get the window opened. With his head looking away, Fawn struck like a snake slithering forward and bit into the man's ankle with her seconds-old fangs. He collapsed to one knee and the other waiting vamps converged on the remaining human women.

Up in then attic, with only a five-foot clearance as it was mainly for HVAC equipment. Every creak and moan the wood in the attic made as she crawled along filled Sophia with terror. She left her phone in her purse down in the back room and there was no way she was going to risk going back down. On the other side of the attic was a small window. That was the goal. She wasn't sure if she could fit through it. Nor did she know if was above a smaller roof or if she'd have to jump 12 feet down the hard ground if she made it out, but this was the only option. It didn't seem like anyone was immediately after her so she went slowly, methodically, all to be as quiet as possible. She could hear the screams of terror had becomes screams of dark passion.

Below Sophia the games of cat and mouse had ended. All had been turned and ready to take part in their new unlives. They gathered in pairs and larger groups. Hannah and Fawn started slowly with kisses and fingerings, a patient build to what they hoped would be a long session. Angelique Van Pollard was pressed against the wall with her feet off the ground as the heroic man with the bottle was railing her like her husband never could (though she expected that might change now that they were allowed to revel in their basic instincts without fear of clout or appearances). Speaking of her husband, he, Pete, and the other man who tried to break down the door were having fun in a sea of newly turned vampire women. Anthony was on top of the bar taking JJ from behind as she too was on her hands and knees on the bar. Not having to hold back his strength was so freeing to the man-beast. He gave a knowing look to his wife, who was tending to Dominic and his enhanced cock as Becky's tongue felt every groove inside her. It was only minutes earlier that he was in tears at finding out she had been sleeping with Dominic in her human life, and now it just turned him on that much more.

The vampire orgy was only minutes in, when Ursula heard a scuffle above them. The others dismissed it, but Ursula's instincts kicked in. She left her paramour to investigate, and Becky gladly picked up the slack. She climbed the wall and then onto the ceiling, her vampire abilities keeping her adhered to it. There was another scuffle, barely audible by human ears over the moans and groans flooding the room, but it was there. Ursula moved her arm back deliberately and punched through the ceiling. Sophia couldn't help but scream as her mother's hand burst through inches away. She was so close, but the scream let Ursula target the right spot. The mother grabbed her daughter and tugged her through the ceiling, with her landing on and breaking a table below.
"UUUUUgggghhh," Sophia managed to say.
All other activity stooped. "You're still on the clock, dear," Ursula told her daughter with gallows humor. By sheer **** of will and despite a broken rib, Sophia got up on one knee. Dominic walked to her, no pants and fully erect with still some cum dripping from him.
"Since you're the last I'll let you choose who brings you over," Usrula explained, "It can be me or Dominic here. I know Daddy would love a first taste."
"How about -- NO!" she punctuated it with a broken off table leg to Dominic's chest. He staggered back with his hand grasping at the leg. He fell face first to the carpeted floor and his body exploded in a cloud of dust leaving just the table leg. There was that moment of shock, as none of the vamps -- even the original group -- who had experienced a vampire's demise. Taking that opportunity she took the rest of that broken chair and threw it through a window out front. Riddled with pain she made her way out and into the dark of the night.

The lot of vampires composed themselves getting dressed and discussing what next.
"Antony and I will go after our daughter," Urusla told the others, "She's probably going to the police station a mile down the road.:"
When asked what if she went somewhere else, Becky said that she and Sophia had a mutual friend and would try there. Pete suggested that those who weren't going after Sophia should split up as larger groups were more conspicuous. The Kirks and the Van Pollards planned to visit a speaking engagement at a high society event. The various other bar customers planned to return to their homes. Pete, Hannah, and JJ didn't have anything in mind, but the night was young and other fun was to be had.