Not-so-empty booth

You walk over to a dark booth in the with a couple sitting enjoying each other's company.

"Care if we join?" you ask, knowing that you've already planted the affirmative answer you want in their minds. They find themselves agreeing with a subtle discomfort as strangers join them. "Allow me to introduce ourselves. I'm Raul, and this is..."

"...Alessandra," your new enchanted beauty answers. You smile at her and place your hand on her thigh, rubbing the inner curve of her body. Running the sharpness of your nails against her skin. She bristles with excitement and shifts her body, unsure how to react.

The couple across from you steal knowing glances at each other. The arousal is easy to detect, the boredom in their sex lives apparent. You stare them down, your red eyes igniting lust in within their souls. Your cock throbs at he thought of imparting upon them your gift and seeing them go full tilt at each other, tearing each others bodies apart.

"We thought we'd take a moment of respite from the excessive stimulation of the room. Maybe create some excitement of our own. Interested?"

"Odd, Olivia here was just saying how she was feeling tired and we were considering heading out. So you've caught us at a good time," the man shared. "I myself was ready for my next drink."

"Scott, I think you've had plenty," Olivia sighed and rolled her eyes. Raul looked at her knowing this would need to change. But he knew this uptight slut had an animal within her waiting to be released.

"Well, I'd be happy to serve," Raul smiled. He pulled a small knife from the pocket of his jacket. He took an empty glass at the table and set it at the center. He slashed his hand and his life **** dripped forth into the glass. Olivia, Scott, and Alessandra all three felt a discomfort at what was happening, and yet were frozen in their seats watching. Raul mouth opened wide as the pain of his wound ignited his body, and his fangs flashed in the dim light at the table.

"All three of you have been blessed with the potential of a future eternity of sex and lust, a long moment of solace from this dullness of your worlds. Take a moment to decide, do you accept the finite possibilities that stand before you currently, or do you seek the comfort of my darkness." The others sat silent, unsure of how to respond. "You may think you have a choice... but I see beyond the facade of what you present to this world. Think of the greatness you could achieve.. the pleasure you could experience. Infinite. I implore you to join me, as the uncertainty o f answering no is something you should truly fear." He growled and hissed, showing the glory of his carnivorous hunger.

Surprisingly, Olivia answered first. "I don't know what kind of freak you are, but I make my own decisions... and I'm fucking over my day to day. Count me in." Scott looked at her, unsure of who this side Olivia was sharing. His dick got hard at the sight of her taking charge. He craved being put in his place, desired to serve her... and the opportunity was blossoming in front of him.

"Me too." Scott blurted out. "I'd do anything for Olivia, and I accept the same." He shifted forward and licked his lips, his heart rate increasing, unsure of what to come.

"And you Alessandra?" Raul asked.

"I accept as well."

And with that their fates were sealed... Raul turned to Alessandra and shifted her head away from him. The rest of the bar stood still, unaware of what was happening in the shadows. He flung his head back and pressed her head against the seat behind her, exposing his fangs, deeply inhaling and slamming them into the softness of her neck. He shifted her underwear and penetrated her with his fingers, rubbing slowly at her warm inside, wet with pleasure. He continued to suck and rub within her folds. She moaned and whimpered. Scott and Oliva watched, enraptured in what they saw. Raul continued to stimulate her and her breath became faint and rapid until she finally found simultaneous release.

Raul took the glass of his blood and held it to her lips and she sipped at it initially, then taking it her her hands and pouring it back. It coated her mouth, thick and syrupy, metallic. When she finally stopped she laid her head back against the cushion of the seat. Her body tensed and began to slowly change. Her skin paled slightly, her dress filled out, and she opened her mouth in a sigh, her life leaving her body and a new undead beginning apparent. Her teeth elongated subtly, distinctly sharper. She opened her eyes and her new red irises gleamed brightly. She looked at Raul, and they both looked at Olivia and Scott, prepared for their next meal.

With a long hiss and baring of fangs they moved swiftly across the table, ready to devour the bodies in front of them.