It was great

“Fuck, Cynthia, it was incredible. I’ve never felt so sexy, so powerful.”

“I’m glad you enjoyed it. It is just the beginning sister.”

“Sister?”

“Yes, you’re becoming like me. Does it please you?”

You feel different, you wonder what she means. Still you’ve never met a woman quite like her.

“Yes.”

You feel Jack inside you trying to take control. You double over in pain.

“What’s the matter, Jacky?”

“He’s still inside me, trying to get out.”

“I know a way to make him go away forever.”

“Tell me how!”

“Send his soul away. Send his soul to hell.”

It is ****, but you are not giving up your body anymore.

“How?”

“Focus on the light within you.”

You find the light with surprising ease.

“Now send it to the pit!”

To your surprise the light winks out. You feel truly strange. You look to Cynthia. Her eyes have turned red and have vertical black slits.

“Whoa, what’s happening to me?”

“Your share a soul with Jack, sister. Or, should I say shared. Now, without it, your transformation is quickening.”

You should feel scared. You don’t. You feel powerful. You watch Cynthia become red skinned, exotic, and even more beautiful.

“Come.”

She beckons you to a mirror. You do a double take. Your eyes are like hers.

As if reading your mind, Cynthia responds. “That is why you see my true form sister.”

You curl your lips into a smile as they turn the color of tar. Your skin quickly turns bright red. Your breasts grow and achieve unnatural perfection. Your pussy drips with excitement and desire.

“There, sister, now you know why I was eliminating vampires.”

You laugh a full throaty evil laugh. “Yes, we don’t want the competition. Soon our kind will rule the world.”

Cynthia laughs. “Indeed. Would you like anther turn on stage?”

You nod. Out of instinct you cover your new form with a glamour. You giggle. There is no need for makeup, you are flawless. You exude the same hypnotic sexiness that Cynthia does. You strut out onstage to ‘Right Next Door to Hell’. You cast you spell on the audience. It isn’t difficult, Cynthia has fed on most of them. Their auras are black.

You spot a group with bright auras. The light offends your eyes and colors disgust you. You dance toward them. It is a bachelor party. You focus your attention on the groom to be. You see him grow aroused at your swaying. To soon the song ends. You head backstage. Cynthia meets you.

“Well, Sister, what do you want to do? What should we do about your friends?”

Good questions. You want to fuck the groom. Now that you’re immortal, do you care about your former friends?