Theresa Goes Looking for Holly

Theresa struts out of the prison. She feels powerful, dominant, and utterly free of those pesky morals that were holding her back.

Every person she looks at falls into one of three categories, food, ****, or potential sister. She spots a female guard at the gate. The woman is tall, muscular, blonde, with perfect tits. Theresa’s fangs lengthen. She’d make a perfect sister.

She resists the urge to feed on her, after all she is impatient to find Holly.

She hops in her car and floors the accelerator, easily driving at ninety miles per hour or more. The city blurs and in minutes she is in front of Holly’s apartment. She opens her parasol and heads for the door.

She enters, startling a nearly naked Holly. Theresa notes she has a pretty new tattoo of a bat just above her left breast. It matches hers.

“Theresa, what did you do to me?”

“What do you mean, Holly?”

“I’m so thirsty, so confident...”

“Feels good doesn’t it.”

“Yes, but it’s the spell.”

Theresa pauses. She hadn’t considered the changes in her might have something to do with her spell. In retrospect, she should have realized.

“Holly, how do you feel about killing?”

“Killing is wrong, Theresa. You haven’t killed anyone have you?”

Theresa stifles a laugh. Holly clearly hasn’t had her epiphany yet. Theresa wonders if it’s because she bit her before.

“Of course not, Holly.” She lies. She runs a clawed finger above her chest cutting herself.

“What are you doing, Theresa?”

Theresa sees Holly’s mouth watering and canines growing sharp.

“Just giving you a taste of me, Holly. COME.”

The command shatters the last of Holly’s resistance. She crosses the room and kisses Theresa’s wound. She licks and sucks the cut, savoring each bit of blood until the wound closes.

Holly moves from the healed wound to Theresa’s breast. She licks and sucks.

“My pussy is down there, Holly.”

Holly drops to her knees, obeying the command and begins eating Theresa out. Theresa isn’t really into girls, but the power trip has her hot bothered. She cums.

Holly rises, girl cum on her face.

“How do feel about killing now, Holly?”

Holly feels weird, good weird. “I know I just said it was bad, but fuck if I know why.”

Theresa watches her fangs grow long.

“This is fucking awesome, Theresa. Won’t the spell wear off though?”

Theresa frowns. She hadn’t considered that. Grams would know, but she’d try to reverse the spell...