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Pass for normal

added 5 years ago AP BM

Erika returned to her room with thick (30 year old book) on Algebra to look the picture of innocence. She had returned to the looks of a nearly 12 year old redheaded girl. Her face bore no marks of the snake that she nearly turned into. But she had a milk mustache that she needed to wipe off, blood mixed with milk. Her shirt had also been torn.

How much blood and milk had she taken from her baby sitter? Women had 4.5 to 5.7 ltrs of blood, pregnant women had a third to a half more including their baby. She had drunk a pint, 600 mls, from the "bloodshake". and there were about 10 pints in a woman, maybe less. She knew all this from where? Not Google? No Dao knew it, she now thought in metric instead of imperial. Had she stolen Dao's brains?

Dao meanwhile seemed droppy and dazed by the venom and blood loss she found a strip of emerald green of cloth, a sarong, and hung it over her neck like an untie tie. She used the toilet paper as a blood clot on her right breast. Then she pulled the fabric tight just below the swell of her breasts pulled tight. She then blindly, using years of her childhood tied the wrap into a not behind bare back.

Her heavy breasts swelled over, under and showed through the fabric. But she felt this would have to do. If Paula asked her anything she would claim that she was "need new hirt". She then looked in on Erika, though she though it was Erica, and saw a girl with the look of a young girl on the cusp of womanhood but also something calculating in her dull brown eyes.

Erika, who had been as flat chested as a boy before, locked eyes with her chest became itchy and burned. Rubbing with both her elbows small buds grew into existence becoming small breasts that pressed into her shirt. Fine red pubic hair erupted from around her vagina as she started to age not much, year or more but now she had acne. Her hair had become longer and darker red, more like Dao's.

In perfect English Dao warned her. "You drank from my blood, so now you are going to become like me." As if on cue her first period turned the crotch of her blue jeans red....


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