Why Would you Want to?

You head back downstairs. The chilly air no longer bothers you. You smile. They don’t need blankets, they need the gift.

As you descend the stairs you smell them. You smell their sweat, their perfume, their blood. The thought of blood intensifies your thirst. You run your tongue along your razor sharp canines as they elongate.

You see Mark waiting for you. You want to fuck him, to taste him, to change him. You can’t wait to see what the gift does to his impressive cock.

You are tempted to find out now. Then you smell the virgin. It’s Glenda. You snicker. Apparently twins don’t do everything together.

Mark comes toward you. “Find anything, Lena?”

You can barely keep yourself from pouncing on him sinking your fangs into his throat and ripping off his pants.

With intense effort you smile sweetly. “Nothing too interesting. Just something I wanted Glenda to see. But, I did find something for us later.” You wink at him.

He looks back with a confused expression.

You make your way to Glenda. She is is sitting by herself giving her sister and the soccer player the evil eye.

You walk up to her. You barely know her.

“Glenda.”

She looks up and you stare into her eyes. Her face begins to relax.

“Glenda, I found something you have to see. Follow me.” You emphasize the last part as a command.

She stands up and follows you down the stairs. Your pussy is soaked from using your new power.

Glenda smells intoxicating. You need to get her to Mariska before your bloodlust rises any more. You walk past the room with Mariska’s coffin and head deeper into the dark. Glenda’s cell phone provides enough light for her to see.

You grin, letting your fangs elongate. You sense your Mistress in the room ahead.

You walk in. There is a center dais with an ornate carved black coffin. Mariska is at the head gloriously nude, with five lit candles in the shape of a pentagon.

Glenda looks at you confused.

You stare into her eyes. “Glenda, this is Mariska, she is very eager to meet you. Go to her.”

Glenda walks up to Mariska.

Mariska grins and in her seductively musical voice says. “Hello Glenda, have a seat by my side.”

Glenda sits obediently.

The lust, the bloodlust, and new perverse desires swirl within you. You look upon your naked Mistress uncertain what to do. Uncertain what you even want to do first.

Mariska beckons you. “Are you ready for the ritual?”