"Let's do this at my place, guys," said Tatiana. "It's a hell of a lot more comfortable than the woods, and the von Karnsteins are waaaaay less hostile to werebeasts than Selena's werewolf pack are to vampires." Everyone nodded, and off they went.
Karnstein Manor was a towering Tudor-style mansion covered with gargoyles. As the three teens walked into the driveway, a vampiress with platinum blonde hair looked up from the bed of lilies she was weeding and waved at them. "Tatiana! Hi!"
Tatiana waved back. "Hi there, Liesel! I'm bringing Selena and a new friend over. Their name's Beck." She looked at Beck. "This is my favorite sister, Liesel von Karnstein."
Liesel stood up, skipped over to Beck, and kissed them on both cheeks. "Nice to meet you! Wow, your aura's so rosy!"
"I'm not sure I know what that means," said Beck, "but if it means I'm happy and excited, you're dead on. We're here so Selena can induct me into the ranks of the supernatural."
"Really?" asked Liesel asked. "I didn't know Selena was an active werewolf. She's a wolfborn, right?" A wolfborn was a human child of werewolves who hadn't inherited the activated gene. "Oh, no offense! Wolfborns are every bit as valid as werewolves."
"Don't sweat it," Selena giggled. "I actually was a wolfborn, but Morgana found something to fix me. It's called the Werebrush, and I used it to become a werehyena."
Liesel smiled. "Hyena? You rebelled."
Selena smiled back. "I sure did! Why stick with a pack that never respected me when I can start my own. I'm actually here to initiate my first member. The recruiting method requires... intimacy."
"Oh, I see," said Liesel. "Have a great time!"
The trio opened the richly carved door and stepped inside. In the main room, they found two elegant, statuesque women seated on thrones and wearing crowns. The one in the tallest crown had raven hair an the one in the shorter crown had golden hair. It was Matriarch Carmilla and Consort Mircalla.
Matriarch Carmilla stood and smiled at her guests. "Welcome home, Tatiana. Ah I see you brought dear Selena with you. And who is this young lady?"
"With all due respect," said Beck, "I'm not exactly a lady. I'm non-binary."
The matriarch's face was apologetic. "Oh, of course. I can see that now that you say it. Who do I have the pleasure of meeting?"
"Beck," said Beck. "Beck Hamilton. It's an honor to meet you."
"Likewise," said Carmilla.
"So..." asked a curious Mircalla, "what brings the three of you here? It isn't every day our Tatiana brings a human and a wolfborn home with her."
"It's a long story," said Selena. "To keep it brief, I wanted to be a real werebeast and Morgana helped me make that dream a reality. I'm a werehyena now, and I'm working on building my own pack. Beck here's slated to be the first member, and we need somewhere nice and comfortable to use the transformation magic on her. It gets pretty erotic."
"Of course," said Carmilla. "We're always happy to help out the wider magical community."
"Just don't get too rough with the furniture," Mircalla cautioned. Tatiana nodded, waved goodbye to her moms, and led the other two up a flight of stairs to her room.
Tatiana's room was a windowless chamber adorned with elegant but old-fashioned furnishings. The mirror on her dresser was polished silver, the only thing that could capture a vampire's reflection. In the center of the room was a mahogany coffin lined with red velvet instead of a bed.
"Well, this is my place," said Tatiana. "Whaddaya think?"
"I think it's the coolest bedroom I've ever been in!" Beck gasped as they marveled. "So this is a vampire's bedroom!"
Selena hastily undressed and picked up the Ring of Embraces. Once she was shifted and had her cock again, she would wear this cock ring and use it to spread her werehyena nature to Beck. The thought of this fast approaching future thrilled her.
Meanwhile, Beck had also stripped and was wearing nothing but their packer. Anticipation sent a shiver through their still human body as they fumbled with the straps of the packer's harness. Beck willed themself to calm down and managed to successfully undo the straps. They cast aside the floppy silicone phallus, leaving only their exposed pussy. Beck stared ruefully at it; nothing could look more wrong to them than the sight of their crotch without a meaty dick hanging from it. They smiled at the knowledge that Selena was about to fix that.