The quartet of vampires looked up from the groaning women, their fresh blood dripping down their fangs and mouths. They hissed angrily, met by growls from the weretigers and a battle cry from the human priest.
The battle began quickly, as each paired off against an opponent. Kylie growled and roared as she slashed with her claws, careful to resist the instinctual urge to use her fangs as well.
The vampire tested her blossoming bestial powers, and Kylie didn’t disappoint. As they fought, adrenaline quickened her transformation. She grew rapidly to her full hybrid height, shredding her clothes at the seams. A long tail snaked from her spine as her battle stance shifted to the balls of her feet. Her face grew forward into a muzzle as her extra teats formed.
The undead (both vampire and Hellhound) quickly lost ground to the rapidly transforming weretigress. Kylie roared as her strong paw crushed the vampire’s body into a useless pulp.
Around her, the others had enjoyed equal success with their opponents, staking, disemboweling, and beheading the aberrations.
That wasn’t so tough, Veronica growled.
“Um, it’s not over yet,” Murphy shouted, pointing at the four girls sprawled against and on the counter. They groaned in sweet agony, opening their mouths wide as their eyeteeth grew into hollow fangs and their curving nails dug grooves into the dusty counter. Their skin paled and their ears grew pointed and fletched like a bat’s. Eyes glowed crimson with feral hunger, and the fledgling vampiresses hissed angrily at the ones who butchered their masters.
Here we go again, Nathan growled as they attacked.
The female vampires were stronger than humans, but their lack of blood and recent indoctrination made their movements clumsy. The four overpowered them quickly and easily.
When the smoke cleared, the others looked over Kylie, now a complete weretigress. Kylie snarled while she rapidly caught her breath, and roared in triumph.
Veronica was about to welcome her aboard, when she saw the long surviving vampiress, her lower body torn away, crawl behind Kylie, grasp her risen ankle, and plunge her fangs into Kylie.
The transformed girl roared in anger, and kicked the monster’s head into the deep fryer in the kitchen. A second later, she dropped to all fours in pain, feeling the spirits of the Tigress, the Hellhound, and the Vampire war within her.
The battle resolved itself quickly, and Kylie felt herself changing...
Thu Aug 22 10:29:07 2002