"Damnation!" Johan yelled, or more like shriek from his damned girly lips. "What sin have I committed? What crime have I done to be cursed in this prison of a body, to become a demon on Earth? Damn this!"
In rage he punched the nearest dresser.
"By God!" He exclaimed. His fist, so dainty and fragile looking when straight through. The dresser lay below him, shattered and broken. Un amazement he flexed his new hand. Antionette's hand looked so delicate, a little pale and with strangly sharp nails, but nothing out of the ordinary. Yet it decimated that dresser with only a few scratches to show.
"Excuse me mistress!" Johan is taken aback as a skeleton dressed in butler finery enters with dustpan in hand. "Oh my what a mess! Must clean, must clean!" He realize nothing comes from its mouth as it's voice is seemingly beamed straight into his head.
"Um, excuse me?"
"Hm? Oh dear!" The skeleton (trembled?) In shock. "My deepest apologies! I did not know you were undressed!"
Johan looks down and feels his cheeks redden. He looks down and sees its true. Antionette's body is covered only by underwear. Aside that the vampires pale body is exposed. He steps forward watching Antionette's leg do the same. Then he runs his hand across her body. Its cold to the touch, but strong. He feels the muscles in his new waist, the strength of his thighs. He gets lost for a moment learning this body when the skeleton intercedes
"Mistress, would you like me to summon Grenlock to clothe you?"
Johan looks up, freed from his trance. "Oh, uh yes." The voice sounds so wrong.
The skeleton let out a ear screeching whistle. A moment later a floating head with a covered facs and wearing a fashionable hat arrived. It inspected you, or so you thought. It floated up and down in a way that felt quite inappropriate given Johan's female body. Before ge could get too uncomfortable it darted off and psychically opened closets and dressers. Johan felt himself spin as a tornado of clothing dressed his body. In a flash Grenlock was done. It floated back to him and its eyes began to glow.
Then your perspective changed to that of Grenlock's. Johan could see Antionette, or himself he supposed. The vampire was far from being naked. Instead she wore a brilliant red and black sleeveless dress that reached from her breasts to upper ankle. The vampire also wore what must have been four inch heels that only amplified her beauty?
The thought of beauty must have been what the head was looking for as Johan's perspective returned to Antionette. Beauty? What madness. This is a creature of the night, of great evil! There is no beauty in that...
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