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Transvamporia One: The Awakening
By Bloodspell Moone
PART ONE: LIFE
Death is to some a moment of radical change, an entrance into the
afterlife, a journey into the next stages of life. However, for some, death is
something entirely different, a change in existence, without crossing over into
an afterlife, without a meeting with one's maker, a cursed change into
something else. Yes, when I died, my curse began, and I was just unlucky
enough to be cursed in more than one way. You see, I still roam this world,
I have come to grip with so many things, I have even gotten use to my
existence. However, it was not always this way, I use to be human once, I
use to be normal. I am a vampire now, I am also, well, perhaps I should first
go back in time and let my story explain just what I am, or have become I
should say.
It was a cold December evening when it all began; the year was 1975.
I was 25 years old at the time, a dashing young man without a future, or so it
seemed that night. I was in a rut, a very deep one, and it was what led me to
my fall from grace, I was suicidal that night and had planned to die, which I
did, but not how I had planned. Sometimes plans can go awry, that is a
lesson that I should have learned from the way my life bottomed out the last
month. If something could go wrong, lately it did go wrong and I was
certainly taking the brunt of it.
I guess a month earlier, it all began when Josh, my best friend,
confessed to me that he was really a woman trapped within a man's body and
that he or I guess I should say she planned to live as a woman and have an
expensive sex change operation. This nearly blew me away, Josh was
always so masculine, and to find out it was all an act, well I felt betrayed.
However, I loved Josh, well now Jeannette, and was going to stick by her
through these changes. I may not understand them, but I was willing to
remain open minded, which in the seventies was a rare commodity indeed.
It was right around the same time that I had begun to notice a woman
that appeared to be watching me. She was very beautiful, with her pale skin
and long blonde mane of sensual hair that almost commanded me to go to her
and run my fingers through her hair. She had a perfect figure too, almost too
perfect, in fact everything about her was too perfect, like she was a goddess
or something. If my throbbing erection had not distracted me, I may have
registered that I only saw her because she wanted me to see her and that she
knew me, was perhaps even stalking me.
I soon forgot about her as my life continued to crumble around me. I
was a resident at Queen General and had a very promising career, hopefully
as a surgeon, ahead of me, well until my patients started dying and evidence
pointed to me. I was shocked when the first one died, she was an elderly
lady with cancer, and yes maybe she was better off dead as she had no real
life except for one of pain in front of her. Whoever killed her probably did
her a favor, however, it was still murder and she was my patient. The cause
of death was cyanide poisoning via an injection threw her intravenous. This
was obvious, however, we completely missed the two puncture marks on her
neck. The police began an investigation, which is normal, and I was on the
suspect list as I should be since I was her doctor. There were also some
nurses and a porter on the list as well.
The next night, another of my patients was found dead in the same
matter, I was shocked, though not enough to get my name off of the suspect
list that had shrunk down to a small handful of us. After the third murder, I
was the prime suspect, though I really didn't worry too much about that as I
was innocent and eventually whoever was doing this would get caught.
Well, innocence didn't matter to the press as they somehow got wind of the
suspect list and decided that I was the killer. They wrote stories that all but
named me as the killer, I actually could have easily sued them for liable and
defamation of character, but I never did get the chance as things kept getting
worse.
Society literally turned on me thanks to the press, and as a result, my
patients requested a different doctor as they feared becoming the next victim
of the evil Doctor Claude Andrews, my name by the way. The hospital was
forced mainly by public pressure to suspend me until this was all cleared up,
however, I think they really meant until the police could prove that it was me
and then lock me up. I think even if I was proved innocent of these murders,
too much damage had been done to my reputation for me to ever return to
work at this hospital. And it would be very tough to get on at any other
hospital, maybe out of country, but who knows, NBC is everywhere.
Well, All of my friends deserted me, well except for Jeannette who
had full confidence in me, She really believed that I was innocent, I was
certainly glad that I was open-minded enough to accept her. My fianc?e
didn't have the same level of trust and belief in me and thus ended our
engagement as well as our relationship. I was sinking so low and so fast, I
was losing everything and it even was beginning to look like the police were
building a lot of circumstantial evidence against me. It really looked like I
was going to get arrested and probably end up in jail for crimes I did not
commit.
Well, I was getting to the point that I was actually starting to think
about suicide, and then the bottom fell out. My parents were both found dead
as their car went off of the road, into a marsh, they both drowned. This was
a kicker for me, it pushed me over the edge, I had already decided to kill
myself if things didn't get better, but this pushed up the schedule quite a bit
and hence everything changed that cold December night.
Killing myself would be easy, I was a doctor and certainly had the
know-how. However, I did not have a prescription pad at home and was not
going to sneak into the hospital to get one. I needed drugs, and yes I knew
where I could get some. Jeannette, she always was up to her eyeballs in
prescription drugs and I had a key to her apartment. I felt bad about doing
this in her apartment, but my despair was so deep that I did not care and thus
rushed off to her place to end my life. I pulled up to her apartment just as the
last rays of the sun disappeared below the horizon.
I knew that Jeannette was away for a few days, so I had complete
privacy to do what I had to do, I was even more determined as I heard that an
arrest had been issued for my arrest on the police band radio that I kept in my
car. There was no hope, death was my only option, this night, I was going
to die.
It wasn't quite dark enough to turn on the lights as I entered
Jeannette's apartment, however, I did turn on her bedroom light as it was a
little darker in there. I smiled briefly as I saw all the pill bottles on her
nightstand. I scanned the drug names till I found a bottle of pretty powerful
barbiturates. They would certainly do the trick, but I would also drink some
alcohol with them just to make sure that I did die. I had no intentions of
waking up in a prison hospital or anything like that.
I took pill after pill washing them down with Captain Morgan, until
the bottle was empty, I could already feel a sluggishness overcoming me. I
had no idea what the next bottle of pills were, but I managed to ingest them as
well before I passed out, I did know that they were sugar coated as they
actually tasted sweet. My last living memory is that of the woman again, she
entered the room somehow and was screaming at me about how stupid I was,
that she almost didn't get here in time. I then thought that I saw her teeth, no
fangs as she descended on my neck; I died.
PART TWO: DEATH
Something was wrong, pain flared through every cell in my body, I
felt death, I felt dead, but yet not, I felt pain.
"It is alright my handsome Claude, the dark gift is working its magic
on you, soon the pain will go away and you will be young and beautiful
forever," she said, who was she? I lost consciousness again.
The pain was still there, but it was different again, it felt like my
muscles where vibrating, something was happening to me.
"I have never seen the dark gift do this before, this is incredible,
Claude can you hear me?" What was she saying, where was I? Oh yes, I
killed myself, was this heaven, or Hell? Who was the woman, wait a minute
she is the one that had been following me around. I tried to talk, but my
paralysis would not allow it. I lost consciousness again.
I slowly and very sluggishly regained consciousness, I was in
complete darkness, yet I could see everything with perfect clarity. I could see
every divot on the ceiling, every little crack that I should have had a hard time
seeing, even in broad daylight. What was happening, why could I see so
much better than I had ever been able to before? I then raised my hand up
and could see the perfect skin on my hand, a very lovely hand at that, slim,
very feminine with long slender nails, wait a minute, my hands! Those were
the hands of a girl, I sat up in disbelief and then felt the weight of my breast
sway on my chest, breasts, I had breasts, what was going on here? I reached
my girl hands toward my breasts and touched them rather hesitantly to
confirm indeed that they were mine. I was in Hell, that would explain this. I
then reached down lower and let my new hands slide across my hairless flat
tummy until it finally reached a mound of pubic hair, not what I was use to. I
then felt lips, my lips that formed the entrance to my vagina, as my finger
slipped into it, I felt a wave of pleasure ripple through me and also confirmed
to myself that I was indeed a girl, inside and out.
I had to find a mirror, I had to see this, I had to see me as I was
holding out hope that once I found a mirror, I would see my old familiar mug
staring back and I would no longer be a girl. That hope was quashed rather
fast as there was a large mirror hanging on the far wall. As I walked over to
it, I realized that I was indeed a girl, and that the creature that stared back at
me was a goddess, like that girl, oh my God, the fangs, she had fangs. I
opened my mouth and smiled looking for similar fangs and luckily, there
were none. I was just a girl, a perfect girl, but a girl none the less.
"Your fangs only descend when you are mad or ready to feed," she
said as she entered the room with a smile on her perfect face, a face like mine,
though mine was framed in red hair while hers was blonde.
"Who are you? What have you done to me?"
"My name is Countess Rebecca Von Grog. I am a vampire as you
may have guessed, I must point out that you are a vampire too, a very pretty
one at that," she smiled again, part of me wanted to love her while part of me
wanted to hate her at the same time.
"Vampires, there is no such thing," I said in my new sex kitten voice
that really gave me the creeps hearing it come out of my mouth.
"Really, well Claude, you are a vampire now, you will not, can not
hold such a belief anymore. You are immortal now, you will live forever,
you will never get sick, never age, a perfect goddess till the end of time."
"Why did you turn me into a girl?"
She laughed, "You are a vampire and your first concern is about
being female, how typically male of you."
"Couldn't you have just left me as a guy, why?"
"Claude, I did not want to change you into a girl at all, I was looking
for a male lover, I did not wish you to become a girl. The dark gift
transforms us into vampires, I have never seen it change one's sex before.
This is rather interesting and I have certainly had a lot of time to think about it
since you began to change 5 days ago."
"Five days?"
"Yes, it has been five days since you tried to kill yourself. You are
the doctor here, but I do have a theory as to why you are now a girl. You see
you took a bottle of sleeping pills, no biggie there, but then you followed that
with a bottle of a substance called premarin, a female hormone replacement."
"Premarin, I was too out of it to realize what I took, but hormones
alone could not do this too me, that does not answer anything."
"No, you are right, but the dark gift, it works in such a way that it
makes the new vampire perfect physically, a perfect representation of the sex.
Well, I think it uses hormones as a basis for that transformation, and well
your body was flooded with estrogen and hence, you are now a perfect
female."
"Okay, so how do we make me male again?"
"We can't, you are a girl forever." I didn't want to register her last
words, but I could not deny the fact that I was no longer a boy.
"Rebecca, there has to be a way, I can't stay like this, I am a man, a
doctor, I have a life."
"Claude, that name is now inappropriate, I shall call you Cheyenne,
yes that is suitable. Anyway, there is no way, you can cut off your hair, it
will only grow back as you sleep through the next day. Besides, you do not
have a life to return to, the police found your prints on a syringe filled with
cyanide residue. I am afraid that there is no returning even if it were
possible. Besides, you forfeited your life when you tried to kill yourself.
You should be thanking me, I have given you a new and better life, and
besides being a girl is not that bad. To be frank, I can't believe that we are
arguing over the fact that you are a girl, I would think that you should be
more angry about being turned into a vampire."
"I am not a vampire, I can see my reflection in the mirror, I do not
have fangs, I am not a demon, I am me, inside I am me, a man trapped in this
cursed woman's body. So don't try to tell me what I should be worrying
about, you are sick, you should talk to someone about this vampire fixation
you have!" In a blur of movement, she was across the room and had her
hand around my throat and had me a few inches off of the floor. I noticed
that her eyes where a yellow green combination and almost seemed to burn.
And her fangs where there in their glory gleaming white and unmistakable.
She was a vampire, I could not deny what I knew already, she must have
sensed my acceptance of the truth as she released her grip on me and let me
stand on my own again.
"All of the legends are not true my dear Cheyenne. Vampires are very
easily seen in the mirror, things like garlic and running water are complete
nonsense. A stake through the heart; decapitation; fire; and of course the sun
will indeed destroy us. And we do need to drink blood to survive, that is a
necessity, you will find that it tastes very good, it is even more enjoyable than
sex."
"Blood, I can not."
"Yes you can, and you will. I did not make you to just die, I will
make sure that you learn how to be a vampire and will survive before I leave
you. Originally, I had planned to be with you much longer, but you are not
lover material anymore. Perhaps in a hundred years or so when I decide it is
time to take a female lover, I will look you up."
"I don't want your help!"
"Don't raise your voice with me young lady, I doubt you can survive
without me and if I were to leave you alone, I doubt you could survive on
your own. You have no clue how to be a vampire or even a woman for that
matter."
"I don't care, leave me alone," I said as the reality of my situation
continued to sink in. She did this to me and for that I would never forgive
her.
"There are a few rules among our kind. One of them is to not leave
behind your messes so that mortals can discover our existence. You are one
such mess, without basic instruction, you endanger us all and that will not be
permitted. If I leave you now, It will only be because I have destroyed you.
You are my childe, you have no choice in this matter."
"I guess not, I know that you are stronger than me, however, I then
beg of you to destroy me. I am a man, I will not live as a woman or a
monster for that matter." I braced for her attack thinking that she would
destroy me, but she simply smiled at me.
"Cheyenne, I am not going to destroy you, you have my blood
coursing through your veins, you are my childe and I want the best for you.
Let me train you for a week, if at the end of that week you still want me to
destroy you, I will. However, in exchange, you have to obey me during this
week and do whatever I ask you to do in pursuit of your training."
"Excuse me, there is nothing for me in that deal, destroy me now!"
"Here is what is in it for you, if at that end of the week, you want to
live, but do not want me around, I will also leave you be, you see, your
destiny will once again be in your own hands. What do you say?"
"I have a feeling that if I do not agree, you will force me anyway, so I
guess I do not really have any choice. However, I do not accept that I am
trapped forever as a female, If I go along with you, I want one thing in
return, I want you to promise to help me find a way to become male again. If
you are willing to do that, then I will give you a week." She smiled, I knew
an agreement had been reached without her even having to say a word. I had
no idea what my training was going to consist of, but I was sure that it was
not going to be fun.
"I accept, now we must begin tonight, the first thing you need to do is
learn how to feed."
"You mean kill, I am a doctor, I can not kill!"
"We can feed without killing, it just takes a little control, I am sure
you will have no problem with control as you are a smart one."
"I am hungry, no killing though, I will have whatever control it
requires not to kill. Now though we do have another problem to take care of
before feeding."
"Cheyenne, oh course, you need clothes, walking around naked
looking for a victim just is not proper. I have already thought of that and if
you will follow me, I will take you to your new clothes. I think you will like
the selection I have laid out for you on my bed."
"Great she has a bed, I guess that means we do not sleep in coffins."
"No, coffins are for special occasions and for moving during the
daylight. They also are great for parties." I actually chuckled at that one.
As we entered her bedroom, I noticed she had a very interesting
selection laid out for me. I stared at the clothes for a second realizing that she
was planning on turning me into a slut.
"Now Cheyenne, I know that these are a little skimpy," she said
holding out a black lacy bra for me to take, "but, they really are great for
hunting. Men throw themselves on your plate if you are dressed just right."
I moaned as I took the bra and tried to figure out how to put it on, I didn't do
that bad as I had seen so many women put them on and take them off in the
hospital. I simply slid the shoulder straps on and then lowered my breasts
into the cups and then grabbed each side of the strap and reached behind my
back scrambling for a bit until both hooks finally latched. Without my
vampire dexterity, I would have had more problems. Without my vampire
dexterity, I would not be in this mess wearing a bra!
"Not bad Cheyenne, perhaps you were always meant to be a girl."
"Ha ha!" As I said that, I blushed a little, and an image of Jeannette
popped into my mind. She must be going crazy with worry about me. It
should be her here in this situation, she would love being a perfect female.
Rebecca then handed me a pair of matching black lacy panties. I stepped into
them and noticed how smooth my legs where as I pulled them up and then
noted how round and plump my butt was as they fitted perfectly to my new
contours. I then picked up a pair of black fishnet stockings.
"You will have to roll them on, they do not go on like a sock
sweetie."
"I think I can manage, thank you," I said as I mentally thanked her for
not letting me try to embarrass myself any further by fouling them up as I
was going to try and put them on like I would a sock. As she had said, I
rolled them up my legs noting once again their smoothness and just how
shapely my legs were. She then handed me a very short black miniskirt that I
had no problem with and also a red tank-top that also was fairly easy to put
on. Last and not least, she handed me a pair of high heels, black of course. I
didn't think that I would be able to walk in them, but thanks to my vampire
balance, I had no problem. I noticed as I walked back to my bedroom that
my hips had a natural sway to them as I walked. I guess she would not have
to be teaching me how to walk.
As I looked in the mirror, I could not believe my eyes at the goddess
that stared back. It was going to take a long time to get use to it I guess. Get
use to it! No, I had to be careful how I thought, I had to remember that I was
a man and that this was temporary. However, I was gorgeous, certainly
more than capable of giving an entire bar full of men erections that they
would never forget. Wait a minute, I wanted one of those erections, I didn't
want to be the cause of one.
"Now Cheyenne, as vampires, we do not require a lot of makeup,
however, a little bit on the eyes and lips as well as a little blush is always
appropriate. Also nail polish too, it hides the funny color of our nails." I
looked at my nails seeing what she meant, they seemed to look almost like
marble and reflected light very weirdly. Nail polish was indeed needed.
Rebecca had Shown me how to do my face, once again, my vampire
dexterity made makeup application a snap. A very steady hand was very
useful too. I used some black eyeliner and mascara to accentuate my eyes,
also a little eye shadow helped. I did not require foundation for my perfect
skin, but a finishing powder and some blush added a little bit of color to my
face. I finished my lips with some ruby red lipstick, with that, I stepped back
and admired the goddess staring out at me from the mirror. I was starting to
get lost in her, when I realized what was happening and I backed off making
sure to remember my lost masculinity.
"You are a fast learner Cheyenne, let us see how fast you master the
hunt."
We left Rebecca's mansion, she had to be very rich to afford such a
huge place, I had only seen a small part of it up till then. I was trying to
calculate how much her place would be worth as she looked at me with an
amused smile on her lips.
"Cheyenne, I had amassed a lot of money over the ages, most of us
old vampires are extremely rich."
"Wow, how old are you?"
"I am about 1000 years old." I was stopped dead in my tracks for a
moment. That is very old, I was not expecting that at all, I thought I guess of
her being in her early twenties as she looked.
"Cheyenne, I told you that we are immortal, we really do live
forever." And I was a girl possibly forever. Would I ever be able to get use
to it?
Before I knew it, we were just outside a bar, and I knew this had to
be our destination, I certainly could smell something very yummy inside. It
was blood that I smelled, I realized that as we entered the smoky bar in search
for our food. It seemed like all the men instantly noticed both of us, and I
kind of felt powerful inside. Rebecca led me to a private booth near the front
of the bar, but very secluded, it was the sort of both where you could
practically have sex without anyone knowing. As the waitress came over,
Rebecca ordered two red wines.
"The drinks are only for show Cheyenne, we can not eat or drink
human food." This fact did not seem to bug me at all as the blood scent was
really starting to drive me crazy. I knew that I had better feed soon, or I was
going to lose control.
"It is very hard to control it when you are new. Have some patients,
we will feed very soon Cheyenne." Just as she said that, the waitress
delivered to us our red wine and two playboy looking men stood at our
tables waiting for an invitation to join us. Rebecca motioned for them to sit
and they both took no time seating themselves.
"Stare at yours, you can hypnotize him by just a mere thought," she
whispered to me in a voice too low for humans to hear. I did as she told me,
I simply stared at him and his eyes went blank, he went into a trance. Cool,
the next door to door salesman at my door was gonna be in for a surprise.
"Cheyenne, lets lead them out of here and to a more private setting.
In case you lose control, I do not want to have to kill an entire bar to keep our
secret."
"Okay," I replied commanding for my man to follow me as we led
them out of the bar and away towards a secluded alley. Rebecca moved on
her supper first, and as she bit into his neck, the smell of blood was too
much, I felt my fangs descend and my supper was ready. I kissed him
lightly on his lips first, and then moved down to his neck as he moaned in
pleasure. I could feel his blood pulsing in his carotid artery which being a
doctor meant that I knew exactly where it was. I broke his skin slowly and
sensations began to overwhelm me as his blood hit my tongue. All at once,
my nipples hardened and began to tingle. I felt a fire burning between my
legs as his blood continued to flow, it was incredible, I had never felt this
alive in my entire life, I was building towards something, yes towards a
female orgasm. I wanted it so badly, but I knew to orgasm, this man had to
die, I was a doctor, I could not kill, oh but it felt so good. I deserved to
orgasm, besides it was only a human, I felt the pleasure growing and
growing, I had to have it, His heart stopped, and I went crazy in pleasure as
my orgasm exploded in a rainbow of pleasure before my very eyes. I let his
corpse drop to the ground as the pleasure still burned within my vagina.
"Is it that good for male vampires," I asked?
"I do not think so, as a result, they tend to have a lot more control,"
she said as her man's corpse fell to join mine.
"That was very good, maybe I can get use to being a girl."
"I thought you might say that after feeding, like I said earlier, it really
is not that bad being female."
"You are right on that fact Rebecca, or should I call you master?"
"No, my childe, Rebecca is fine, let's go there is more to teach you."
To Be Continued?.
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