Rebecca infected

Rebecca arched against Janet’s body as Janet’s claws raked lower, down the curve of her stomach. Around them, the crowd descended into chaos. The remaining humans—those not yet turned—screamed as the newly revealed Shiki descended upon them, fangs glinting under the blood-red stage lights. John was on his knees now, his dancer straddling him, her lips painted crimson with his blood as she whispered something that made him shudder.Rebecca’s moans, her vision swimming with pleasure. Wendy and Anna decended from the stage, along with the other 3 shiki that was the chosen.

Rebecca’s moans dissolved into a choked gasp as Janet’s fangs scraped the delicate skin of her inner thigh. The sting was electric, sending waves of heat and pain spiraling through her. Her fingers tangled in Janet’s hair, unsure whether to pull her closer or shove her away—but the decision was ripped from her as another Shiki, a stranger with hungry golden eyes, seized her wrist and dragged his tongue along her pulse. Wendy and Anna moved like shadows through the writhing crowd, their laughter sharp as glass. As they approached their mother Rebecca as well.

Wendy’s fingers curled possessively around Rebecca’s other wrist, her nails biting into flesh as she leaned in, her breath cold against her mother’s neck. “mmm...i love you mother,” she murmured, before sinking her fangs deep. Anna was less patient. She shoved the golden-eyed Shiki aside with a snarl, her hands gripping Rebecca’s hips as she pressed her mouth to the fresh marks Janet had left, lapping at the blood before sealing her lips over the wound and drinking. Rebecca writhed between them, pleasure and pain indistinguishable now, her body no longer her own. The stage lights pulsed like a heartbeat, the air thick with the scent of copper and salt. Janet wayched in delight of her nieces new shiki nature.

Rebecca's body arched violently as the transformation took hold, her veins darkening beneath feverish skin. Janet's laughter curled around her like smoke as she shoved Rebecca onto her knees, cobnlstone street cool against her burning flesh. "Look at her," Janet purred, running a claw down Rebecca's spine as Wendy and Anna clawed hands started roaming her body. "Your sweet mother, joining us." Purrs Janet to the twins. Anna didn't wait. She gripped Rebecca's hips and her mouth pushing into her from behind, fangs bared as she licked her asswhole.

Rebecca gasped as Anna’s tongue pressed deeper, her fangs grazing sensitive flesh in a way that sent shocks of pleasure-pain through her trembling body. Wendy’s hands slid possessively up her mother’s stomach, claws pricking at the swell of her breasts before twisting her nipples sharply—just as Janet’s fangs found her throat again, swallowing her choked moan. The cobblestones beneath her knees were rough, but the discomfort barely registered—not when the twins’ mouths and hands were everywhere, not when their venom still burned like liquid fire in her veins. The crowd around them had dissolved into a frenzy, the air thick with screams and the wet sounds of feeding and sex.