Be A Gentleman

You could mount her, and her body wants it, but you don't have her informed consent and **** is something you have always privately abhorred. Turning Jenna was just business, something you are trained to do when you can, a duty of your role as a defender of the dungeon, but having sex with her while she is turning? THAT would be very personal, and a violation of your equally personal ethics.

You put the blanket back over her, tucking it around her this time so it's harder to throw off, and wait with the limitless patience of the dead.

Two hours or so later, 'Jenna 07734' sits bolt upright and her eyes pop open, now blood red like your own, and she groans, then looks at you and asks: "What's going on, where am I?"

"You're in the Inn, and you have just finished your transformation." You state, taking her hand and leading her on shaky legs to the door.

"Transformation?" She asks, looking at you curiously.

"You are now a Ghoul, like me." You explain, holding open the door.

"Gods above I am hungry!" She says as you guide her downstairs.

"Don't worry, we have plenty of food for you." You state with a smile.

Jenna balks at first at the cuts of human meat you offer her but after a few seconds her HUNGER overwhelms her conscious mind and she starts wolfing down the raw human flesh with zeal. When at last she is not only full but 'stuffed like a turkey', whatever that meant, the 'Red Rage' of ghoulish HUNGER leaves her face and she looks at you, opening her mouth to speak...