Choice made

Bryce watched in horror as Cortney’s transformation deepened—her kin paling as it somehow becomes more vibrant, her moans twisting into growls. The males worshiped her with teeth and tongues, their own bodies glistening with the same dark oil, their movements synchronized like predators circling prey. The Head Performer’s voice slithered through the chaos. "The Queen she serves now One of the females detached from the writhing mass, her naked form sliding toward Bryce with eerie grace.Cortney’s eyes snapped open—black pits swallowing all but the burning crimson of her irises. Bryce recoiled, but the female advancing on him was faster. Her fingers, slick clamped around his wrist, her nails pricking his skin like needles. "You belong to her now," the woman whispered, her breath hot against his ear. Bryce’s pulse roared in his skull as Cortney—no, something else wearing Cortney’s skin—looked straight at him

Her lips peeled back in a grin with 2 fangs were her canines was. The female gripping Bryce’s wrist yanked him forward, her strength inhuman. He stumbled onto the stage, as the crows bodies press in erotic passion The scent of sweat and copper thickened as the two males finally released Cortney, their mouths smeared with her blood. She licked her lips, her tongue unnaturally long

the tip flicking against her elongated canines with deliberate hunger. Her gaze locked onto Bryce, pupils dilated into black voids, the crimson rings around them pulsing like embers. The female gripping Bryce’s wrist dragged him closer, her nails sinking deeper—pricking beads of blood that she lapped at with a moan. “She wants you..we promised you to her after full transition into shiki ,..mmm which she now is the woman purred, her voice layered with something guttural, inhuman.

Bryce’s breath hitched as Cortney—no, the thing that had been Cortney—prowled toward him, her hips swaying with predatory grace. The female gripping his wrist released him only to shove him forward, sending him crashing against Cortney’s slick, blood-streaked body. "Fuck me, Bryce... my beloved," she purred, her voice a distorted echo of the girl he once knew.yet alluring. Her tongue dragged up his throat, to his lips. The males who had bitten her now circled them, their growls vibrating through Bryce’s bones.

Bryce’s body moved before his mind could protest. The scent of her intoxicating—filled his lungs, drowning reason in primal imagine lust, His hands found her hips,her flesh that was warm yet cool tobthe touch at same time, She arched against him with a hiss, her claws raking down his back, tearing off his shirt.yet beneath the hunger in her touch, something still ached with familiarity. Bryce’s fingers dug into her hips as her fangs grazed his lower lip, drawing blood. Her venom ignited something feral in him, his vision swimming with torchlight and writhing shadows. The males pressed closer, their growls harmonizing with Cortney’s purr as she ground against him, her claws removing the last of his clothes. "Mmm..take me bryce...fuck me.she snarled, though the word shuddered—half human, half something else. One of the males seized Bryce’s hair, yanking his head back to expose his throat.

Male- become shiki

the Head Performer’s voice slithered through the air, sealing Bryce’s fate with those three words. The male gripping his hair tightened his hold, forcing Bryce’s head back further. The other Shiki pressed in, their bodies hot and slick against his, tongues and teeth tracing his skin with predatory hunger. Cortney—no, the thing that had once been Cortney—dug her claws into his shoulders, her breath ragged against his lips. "It feels amazing she whispered, her voice layered with something ancient, something ravenous. Bryce’s body burned with pleasure where her venom seeped into his veins, his pulse roaring in his ears.

"I... I love you," Bryce gasped, the words torn from him as Cortney’s fangs pressed into his flesh. Her venom burned through him, igniting every nerve—pleasure and pain indistinguishable. Her laugh was a dark, melodic thing, vibrating against his skin. "Then prove it," she purred, The males. And femakes surrounding them growled in approval, their hands and mouths claiming every inch of exposed flesh. Bryce’s body arched against hers, no longer his own to control. Or did he even care he cant control his body.