Archived - Fangs

Rachel pulled back from the mirror.

“I..”

“I have fangs... he’s turning me into a vampire...” she whispered to herself.

Her mind raced.

Dismay.

Curiosity.

HORROR.

Interest.

Panic!

Arousal...

“Fuck... Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!”

She **** the thoughts from her mind, and stepped into the shower. The water was scalding hot, painfully so, but she needed something, anything to distract her.

But the thoughts persisted.

Maybe it wouldn’t be bad to be a vampire...

But he **** ME, twice...

Except... I kind of liked it... in a terrifying and fucked up sort of way...

The bite hurt so much...

But only at first...

She leaned against the shower wall, and sighed. Her hand reached to her neck, touching the bite marks there. Uncontrollable arousal flooded her mind, and her free hand grasped her small boob, massaging it, and rolling the little brown nipple gently. She moaned from her own touch, and lowered her hand, gasping as it slipped inside her pussy.

~More flashes. Her lips kissing his chest, then suckling from a small cut. The taste of his blood, as his manhood violated her.~

She started rubbing herself out fiercely, as she thought of him.

His eyes, forcing submission and stirring carnal desires.

His bite, all consuming and left powerless to resist.

His ravenous sexual appetite, claiming her body as his own.

And the gift, slowly bringing change.

Rachel came, crying out loudly, “Ahhhhhh!, ahhh... “ohhhhhhhh....”

Her eyes rolled back as she felt the scalding water rain down over her naked body, washing away the results of her orgasm. But also... something else... An unfamiliar, but pleasing sensation in her mouth. She idly continued caressing her privates, as she felt her fangs push out of her gumline.

In that moment, she was struck with a sense of panic, completely distracted from her newfound fangs.

She had completely forgotten.