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You take his hand and he gently helps you to your feet. The tone of your skin has changed again, its' pallor seems more...regal to you somehow. Your hair falls into your face, now a bright red, practically the color of blood. Your body is even sexier and as you almost come eye to eye with Dracula you realize you're taller as well.

"Thank you for this gift, dear husband." You speak in a sultry tone and notice your voice has become deeper as well. Dracula runs his eyes over your body with a smile.

"If your body has accepted my gift so readily it is no gift but a birthright." He gently caresses the side of your face, brushing your hair aside. You bite your bottom lip, somehow your restored free will has only increased your desire for him. He smiles knowingly as the doors open again, the brides entering the room carrying something.

"The clothes you requested master." The redhead says.

"There's been a change of plans, educate your new sister to her role while I attend to my queen." Dracula leads you to his coffin while the brides beckon Jenny into the next room. As the door shuts once more Dracula begins to disrobe, his coffin opening on its' own. With wordless understanding you lay down and he follows. Before long the two of you are locked in vigorous sex, the pleasure you feel dwarfs what you felt as Dracula's ****. Maybe your restored will lets you truly enjoy this carnal bliss, or perhaps it is because he treats you as an equal instead of a servant. Your cold, dead bodies don't interfere with your ecstasy, instead your undead vitality allows the two of you to continue long beyond any mortal could. You finally come to rest as you feel Dracula's dead seed explode into you, your eyes nearly roll into the back of your head in reaction to the sheer bliss.

"Now, let us speak my love."