Much better than ok

You look down at Tina. You know she is dead. Yet she is so much more than dead. She is yours. She belongs to you in a way which you don't fully understand. You simply know she will cross land or sea to do your bidding.

You smile at Gwen. "She'll be ok. I think she fainted."

You look more closely at Tina. She had been attractive before she had been bitten. Now she is truly intoxicating. Her skin is pale and strained. It is smooth and flawless as porcelain. Her wild hair is pulled back into a pony tail, giving her a dominant look. Her crass tube top and mini-skirt have been replaced by a scandalously low cut black dress.

Gwen looks at her still body suspiciously.

Silently you give Tina a command. "Awake!"

Her hand twitches drawing your attention to her elegantly long, sharp, onyx fingernails. She rubs her hand across her eyes. They flicker open revealing blue orbs flecked with entrancing red sparks.

"Tina tell Gwen you're ok."

Tina smiles at Gwen, showing slightly elongated eye teeth. "I'm feeling great Gwen."

You see Gwen breath a sigh of relief.

You look her in the eyes and offer an outstretched hand. "Come Gwen."

She runs to you, grabbing your hand. She presses her pert breasts into your chest.

Tina caresses you growing cock and whispers in your ear. "Take her."