No, a New Beginning

Your eyes open. You see perfectly, yet somehow you know you are in total darkness. You are lying on your back in a box, no a coffin. You press your hand against the lid and open it, sitting up and then stand so you can examine yourself.

The first thing you notice is your skin. Somehow you've managed to become even paler, and as you look at your hands your nails are now long and dark, with an almost claw-like sharpness to them. You are dressed in the same see-through dress the woman who took you earlier were, something that should embarrass you but instead you find yourself marveling at your figure. You immediately notice your breasts have become larger and firmer, and your body looks and feels sexier in general. You also notice bite marks, clearly the brides had had their way with you after you blacked out as you seem to be completely covered in them. Your tongue absently bumps into something that shouldn't be there, and you realize two of your teeth seem to have elongated into fangs.

"Finally awake?" You were trying to process what had happened to you, but you turn to the source of the voice instead. The three women are sitting expectantly behind you. A part of your mind feels angry at the three of them for what they did to you, but it is overwhelmed by something else. The trio had certainly always looked attractive, but now you felt almost drawn to them, a feeling that only heightens as they stand and almost glide towards you.

"What did you do to me?" you mumble as they encircle you.

"Why we've given you a blessing." The blonde answers.

"We've rescued you from the clutches of age, of ****." The brunette continues.

"We've welcomed you into the joy of marriage to the master." The redhead answers.

"The master?" You feel strange, like your heart should beat faster but your chest stays still. The three brides beckon you towards Dracula's tomb before disappearing into the doors.