You make your way out of the kitchen, leaving dogmatic ideas of where women should be behind. You find yourself enjoying who you are now far more than the man you were before. Power Flowed through you. Barely contained vampiric strength can be felt with every movement. Magic suffuses your stomach now, a glorious delight seeming to fill you and ready to be used. You miss the sunlight, but luckily you have lots of energy stored in your buxom breasts. You feel sex radiating off of you, ready to capture the heart and mind of any passerby. Glorious as you are, you feel incomplete. There is so much knowledge, so much magic, so many more attributes you can obtain; you are far from where you want to be.
As you make your way down the hall, you notice you’re very naked. When you were a man you always thought women looked better with clothes that accentuated the body on. Next stop, clothes. You walk down the hall heading to the room the cook remembers was owned by a beautiful rich woman.
Halfway there you run into a cleaning lady. Thirst floods your mind; you’re still not used to being a vampire and have little control. You’re all over the girl, sucking on her neck. You pull down her maid skirt and enter her vaginally with one of your roots. You feel her pleasure complementing your own. Then her blood is gone. In shock you withdraw from her completely.
She wasn’t worth anything and the meager amount of magic you could obtain from her seemed like a meaningless waste of her life. You smile to yourself as you pick her up. Cutting your wrist, you pour your green blood into her mouth. You have made her your slave and an advanced vampire one at that. She lacks everything though, she is fat, ugly, small breasted and stupid.
You decide your servant needs to be better. You rip her clothes of revealing her pathetic body. You enter her vaginally again and begin by sucking the fat away. It’s quite the site to see this overweight woman slimming down before your eyes. Turns out she is pretty curvy once the fat is gone, but you decide her B breasts simply aren’t big enough. Mini tentacles reach out of your breast nipples and into her nipples. Your breasts decrease a little but are already filling back up again while her breasts expand to a perfect D cup.
Meanwhile the vampiric transformation has removed her skin flaws, bringing youth back to her old face. Her fingers lengthen and vampiric strength suffuses her,contained barely beneath the surface. Her black hair grows as well and becomes unerringly straight like yours, until it reaches her now plump butt.
You step back admiring your work. Just then she grows her fangs and with a snap opens her eyes.
“what… who…” realization dawns on her, she is in the same place but she is not the same person. She feels an unquenchable desire to serve you and with her new cunning understands you have done this to her. You know this because her thoughts and feelings are like an open book to you. You angelic voice rings in her mind. 'You are my first servant and definitely a master piece, go to the mirror and look at yourself.'
The woman does so and admires her new profound beauty. She could walk into any room and easily be the most beautiful woman there. Turning her head she looks at you. Not the most beautiful, the second most, her master was far superior. 'Your name shall be Lilith, follow me, I am making my way to get clothes and you clearly need new cloths now as well.'
“Coming mistress”
Lilith and you make great speed down the hall to your destination.