Blood Lust
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The day was growing old, and the sun was starting to set. Who could of
known that something so simple and so regular, like the sun setting
could have drastic and horrific consequences. As the great ball of fire
abandoned the lit sky, the world around it collapsed leading for it to
change dramatically. Darkness spread across, leaving no gap unfilled,
nothing could escape its cold grasp. As the light left, it seemed like
other things vacated the world. Hope and happiness seemed to turn their
backs on people, and fear and despair took their place in this cold
land. The only hope of the world came from the glow emitting form the
dull glow of the Moon reminding people that this fear and darkness, was
only temporary, and their savior would return, when the sun rose again,
cleaning out the evils. Though the darkness ruled the sky's for the
moment, this darkness seemed to change people as well, revealing their
inner demons. Leaving the innocent fearful, this fear is what Carolyn
fed on.
Carolyn was sitting on a dark platform, way up above Central Park. She
took in a deep breath, smelling the fear of the night sky, waiting for
her prey to come to her, finally she smelt the whiff of her dinner and
took to the sky "Dinner time" she thought as she plummeted towards the
Earth, her fangs growing out of her skull, and her eyes blazing with
hunger.
Jason sat down on the nearest bench he could find, it had been a long
day, and he was thankful it was nearly over. Firstly his girlfriend had
kicked him out after them being together for a year and a half, and the
reason she gave didn't make any sense either. Some rubbish about them
not being soul mates. Jason looked down at the small box in his hand;
he was going to propose to her tonight. Jason was going to take her to
the best restaurant in town, and propose to her there. He could imagine
it now, her face lit up by candlelight, eyes glinting with happiness. A
large smile would spread across her beautiful face, as he opened the
box, exposing the treasures within. She would gasp in excitement, just
managing to squeeze out the words "I will" before letting one tear of
joy, which would run down her soft cheek. He would smile as he placed
the ring with the diamond encrusted ring on her fourth finger. And the
crowd around them would erupt with applause. They would embrace each
other, and he would kiss her passionately, not caring about anything
else in the world, other than the fact. That he, Jason Smith would be
marrying the greatest woman on the planet. But she had ruined this
plan. Jason clenched the box tightly in his left arm, his arm
trembling, and anger running through his veins. Before suddenly
launching the little blue felt box into the air, not now caring about
it or wanting to ever think about the thoughts tied with it. His face
scrunched up, and he wept, fat tears falling of his face, landing on
the dark, dusty ground beneath. He was bent over; groans of suffering
escaped his throat, needing to escape the confinement of his hunched
body.??
Carolyn landed on the damp grass, not a sound vibrated through the air
as she touched the ground. She looked up, once again searching for her
prey. Her eyes red, her pupils now looked like a drop of crimson blood,
instead of the normal black pupils. Glancing around she spotted this
shell of a man, "Perfect" she thought, as she slowly crept towards the
edge of the trees, getting continually closer to him. He had not even
noticed her, yet but kept on crying to himself. "This is going to be
easy, almost too easy" she thought, wanting more of a challenge, more
of a fight. She stepped onto the main path, revealing herself. Carolyn
was quite tall; she had very pale skin, almost white. Large fangs
emanated from her mouth willing to accept their prize, sexy blood
coloured lips surrounded these deadly instruments. Her eyes shone red
with hunger revealing her true desires. Her figure was gorgeous; no man
could resist its temptations. She had large round breasts, a perfect
hourglass figure complete with wide hips and a narrow waist. Long black
hair hung from her head, the hair shone in the moonlight, it reached
down to the bottom of her back, swaying slightly in the cool wind. Her
legs seemed to go on forever, smooth and hairless. She wore knee high,
black leather boots, and a tight black leather suit, that barely left
anything to the imagination. The suit came to an end just above her
breasts, showing an extraordinary amount of cleavage. She was a walking
beauty.
Carolyn slowly sauntered over to her dinner, she walked so her hips
would sway with every step and her rear would bounce along with the
continuous movement. The man looked up hearing movement from nearby.
His eyes were sore from rubbing and bloodshot, his face was slightly
scrunched showing deep wrinkles in the man's face, he reminded her of a
scrunched up paper ball, he was an average looking man, not beautiful,
but not hideous either. It didn't matter to Carolyn how he looked, in a
minute he would be a lifeless sack lying on the dark, stone floor.??His
whole body seemed to change as he saw her getting near, his eyes
stretched open from their normal narrow position, his mouth fell to the
floor as she continued to walk over and his slouched posture
immediately shot up getting a better view of her. She smiled, they
always reacted like this. She walked over sat down on next to him on
the wooden bench which was half rotten with chipped green paint and
rusted legs. She sat so close to him that he would be able to feel her
ice breathe on his neck.
"Hello Sexy" she whispered into his ear, her lips barely parting with a
wisp sound escaping her lips. Jason was sitting bolt upright now,
afraid to move his head. Thoughts piled up inside his head "Why was
someone so beautiful speaking to him? Did he know her? No, he would
have remembered someone that gorgeous? Did she know of the break up?
Was this a test of their strength from Susan? What does this girl want
with him?" and similar questions also bubbled in his head waiting to be
answered. "Err.... H...Hey" he stumbled not managing to catch his
breath so easily, he slowly turned to face her. From closer he could
see the beauty her face prevailed, it seemed strong and dominant, while
showing her feminine elegance and fairness. Her face looked like it had
been carved from angels.
"This is just too easy" she laughed in her head. She could already see
his palms sweating and his chin quivering from nervousness and awe. "I
would have preferred more of a challenge" she thought. Suddenly she
moved forwards and planted a kiss on his lips, he backed away at first
then let in to her powerful lips, and they were cold Jason thought,
like they had been touched by death. Her lips and tongue then proceeded
to leave his mouth and slither down his face to his neck where she then
began to caress his skin with her instruments of pleasure.
"Little more, little more" she thought as she continues to moisten his
sweet warm neck. She could feel the blood pumping just out of view,
hear the hypnotic beats of the heart playing out the sweetest tune
known to her ears, and smell the deep crimson liquid that filled her
nose, the only scent in the air that she cared about. All other things
became a daze and she had one objective to retrieve her prize from this
lowly fool. He lent back a bit exposing his Jugular to the open view.
Carolyn couldn't resist it anymore, her eyes flashed red, and in an
instant she had struck, and punctured the skin and her razor sharp
teeth pierced right through the artery, severing it in half. He
screamed out in pain as this happened, but Carolyn couldn't care less
about these painful screams of plea which vibrated through the calm
atmosphere of the night air. Then without warning, a large pain spread
across her face. It happened so fast she hadn't noticed what had just
happened until she looked up from the dark dusty ground, and saw her
prey running from her. If she left it too long it would go off, so in a
spur of movement she was gone. On the chase.
Jason glanced back as he ran seeing the crumpled mess of the woman
lying on the floor. As he was attacked by her weapons of torture, in a
last attempt to get her off, he jerked his arm in towards her. His
elbow connected with the side of her face. It sent her flying towards
the ground. Coming back to his senses he noticed that with every pulse
an ocean of blood came flying out, it spurted out leaving a trail of
his hope covering the now congealed dirt, and it also covered his
clothes and body in the essence of life.??He put his hand to the injury
in hope it might slow down the blood loss; and ran. He looked back
again to check the predator was still dormant, but instead saw nothing
but the trees surrounding the battle ground.??He gasped knowing that he
was now on the receiving end of a cruel and heartless hunt; he turned
his head around sharply to face the way he was going, when he
discovered the woman standing over him. "Hello poppet" she said. The
blood ran out of his face, literally, leaving it as pale as a sheep.
Then he collapsed on the floor. He could just about see her in a daze,
and he heard her say "It's too late, he's already dead..."
Jason woke up with a start. He was breathing rapidly and sweating
profusely, his skin felt cold and his eyes darted around the dark room.
He had witnessed the strangest dream that he had nearly got eaten by
some kind of vampire. He laughed it off thinking the idea was
ridiculous, but the dream was so vivid, he had never experienced a more
lifelike dream in his whole life, he thought of the events which
transpired during that nightmare and was glad that he was out of it.
As the world seem to slowly come back to Jason, he noticed that the
ground on which he was lying on was extremely hard, opening his eyes he
saw blurred images scattered around him which ever so slowly came back
into focus. It seemed that he was in some kind of old fashioned prison
cell. It was complete with dark gray stone bricks with dried blood
sprayed across it. Skeletons hung from the walls and Jason found the
hard thing he was lying on happened to be parts of bones scattered
across the floor. He quickly moved himself away from the remains and
into one of the corners, sitting in the fetal position his eyes darted
around the dark room, peering at all the dead bodies, only his eyes
showed as he was too frightened to reveal the rest of his body to the
demons of the dead.
After the initial shock of the bodies wore off, Jason noticed something
else which had changed this time it was local to him, much more local.
No light shone in this room; there were no lights, no lanterns, not a
single crack in the wall which would allow him to see. But still he
could see everything perfectly, just in a gray haze. He waved his arm
in front of his eyes; he could see it in perfect detail. Jason was
getting more curious with every movement of his eyes but also very much
more frightened as well. His breathing regained to its high tempo of
short and sharp breaths. As he waved his arm in front of his eyes, he
noticed something different about it, as he stopped waving it to
examine it more carefully he discovered that the hairs were slowly
falling of his arm like a tree's leaves in the autumn months, they
slowly swished in the cool dark air, before scattering themselves over
the prison floor. Although this was not the only change which Jason
could see happening to his arm. As he watched it in line with the
background of the cell wall he noticed that it was slowly thinning
down, losing its muscle mass which he had spent hours on in the gym to
impress, his now ex-girlfriend Sarah. His thoughts now turned to Sarah,
and how he would probably die in this cell, not able to hear the sound
of Sarah's sweet laugh ever again.
These overwhelming thoughts became too much for Jason as he broke down
into fat swelled tears. He cried out, with the thought that he was
never able to say goodbye to the people who he loved most. The happy
images in his mind of him and his girlfriend, his most treasured
thoughts faded into the darkness of the cell, along with his future
hopes of succeeding in his career and most of all having a family. He
had always dreamt of growing old with his love Sarah, having children
which would grow up and be successful. Was that really too much to ask
for in life.
All that had come to an end now though as he was going to rot in this
cage, along with the others who were trapped in this room before him
and the others before them, they had also a long time ago had hopes and
dreams which had now been stolen away from them by this cruel monster,
who enslaved him and trapped him in this hole in which to die and
nothing more. A puddle of despair collected itself on the floor by him,
as he slowly wept the time away before his tragic fate.
Then a crash boomed through the cell and echoed around it. Jason looked
up like a deer caught in the headlights. Terrified of what might emerge
from the door located several meters away. Many explanations and
fortunes circled around his head trying to figure out what might happen
to him soon.???
The door creaked open, the moment just reminded Jason of some old
fashioned horror movie and he was trapped in Count Dracula's cell. He
let out a small laugh, just about all he could manage being in this
situation but he soon returned back to his terrified expression. A
woman stepped through the door she was wearing black silky lingerie,
which hugged her perfectly formed body, while at the end it frayed out
ending near the top of her thighs. Her pale skin shown through the
dress like moonlight shining through the clouds. Jason quickly realised
that this was the woman that attacked him last night and now she had
probably come back to finish him off. He backed into the corner as he
saw her smile, the smile was so sinister that it sent wave of shivers
down his spine, "Leave me alone" he stammered petrified with fear.
"Ohhhh I don't think I can do that" she said silkily, her words just
seemed to just slip off her tongue so smoothly it was like a snake
slithering out of her mouth. "See I think you are going to need my
help".
"Why would I need your help, first you bit me in the neck, then you
locked me in this cell where you killed the rest of your victims" Jason
defended.
"True" she returned "but there is a difference between you and the rest
of my victims".
"Oh yer what's that" I shouted.
"You and me are becoming more alike every second" she whispered through
the bars of my cage.
"What do you mean we are coming more alike" Jason said leaning forward.
"You will find out soon enough" she said laughing slightly as she faded
back into the darkness and went back up the stairs and out of the room.
Those words echoed around Jason's head for a while as he settled back
down onto the ground. Just as he managed to calm himself down a pain
like no other shot through his body like he had been stabbed in the
heart, he could feel deaths cold grip as the pain shot around his body
and his heartbeat slow down. He felt too weak even to scream out in
pain to the injustice which was happening to his body. So he lay there
in silent torture waiting for the release of death.
As Jason lay there paralysed by pain, changes started to happen to his
body. They began from the outside of his body and worked their way
inwards, his hands and feet shrank becoming more feminine and delicate.
His arms which had already been changing finished off as they thinned
down so they were in proportion with his hands while losing the rest of
the hair on them. His legs transformed into perfectly formed calves and
thighs which would make men drool, while they also lost their body
hair. His face changed as well to Jason it felt like white hot lead was
being poured over his face but physically his features where changing,
all the imperfections on his face suddenly disappeared and his skin
smoothed. His eyes turned a ghostly blue and his nose shrank. His lips
expanded slightly to look like he was pouting while becoming a deep
blood red colour. Now his face overall became very feminine and
beautiful. His hair started to grow a wave of luscious brown hair
flowed down his body reaching to the middle of his back. His chest then
seemed to balloon outwards and after a couple of minutes two perfectly
round and eternally firm breasts sat on his now smooth chest as the
remainder of his body hair fell to the ground. His waist contracted and
simultaneously his hips expanded overall giving him a gorgeous
hourglass figure that men lust for. The penultimate change happened as
his penis slowly and silently crept its way back into his body. Being
replaced with a fully functional vagina. Then lastly two large fangs
grew out of her sexy mouth, razor sharp and willing to kill. The change
had finished after several minutes of merciless pain, and as the pain
stopped her heart stopped beating as well. The change was complete.??
After the extreme stress of the pain and the change which she had not
yet discovered she passed out on the cold concrete floor splayed out
like a squashed fly. As Jason was out images flashed through her mind.
Horrible images... disturbing sounds... gut-wrenching smells. These
images flashed by so fast that it was hard to distinguish between them
but this just intensified the effect of it. Unspeakable things flashed
before her eyes. Then it stopped. Jason was walking down a dark long
corridor with no distinguishing features on either side, just dull
white walls which seemed to stretch forever, as far as Jason could see.
Although something was different with Jason, looking down she saw hair,
long brown hair flowing down her body and stopping just on his
breasts!?? She quickly grabbed them in shock, an alien, very sensitive
and pleasurable feeling coursing through her body. Moving another hand
down she soon realised that it wasn't just the chest which had changed
their used to be a familiar bulge where now there was just emptiness,
her eyes widened in shock of this discovery and the words "oh shit"
escaped from her now plump, kissable lips in a very sexy feminine tone.
Bravely looking down she found that the change was total, also along
with the change with his body her past masculine clothing had changed
to a revealing black leather costume of some sort; it was skin-tight so
it wouldn't leave much to the imagination to an onlooker the costume
also seemed to merge into his footwear as well as the costume ended
with 6 inch heeled leather boots. He kept having to remind himself that
this was a dream because, he didn't look like this gorgeous woman that
he now apparently was all of a sudden and second there was no where on
Earth that was like this never ending hallway??concluding that this
strange reality must be a figment of his imagination. After he had come
to grips with this illusion of change and remembered it was just a
dream he decided to calm down and wait till the dream finishes. As
there seemed to be nothing else to do he decided to continue down the
hallway. After walking for what felt like hours Jason came to a door. A
tall grand door with decorative engravings in it, it stood about 20
feet high. It felt like something out of "Lord of the Rings". Jason
completely confused by this surreal dream, went to open the door, he
turned the old bras handle, and slowly pushed, a large booming sound
emanated from the door followed by a loud, dramatic creak as he opened
it slightly to see inside. He looked round the edge of the door to
see...
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