NosferaTF

As procedure ensured it, the Kingdom of Mazarok was having its usual deccenial census. Most of the provinces were split into counties, and several agents were sent to each one to account for the population. Of course, ALL counties had to be accounted for, and most agents dreaded to travel to the county of Feketefold. All except for one, a younger man named Robert Roveda. Hailing from the capital city and living there most of his life, he has always wished to travel across the country. Fortunately, such a chance was given to him when he was given the opportunity to travel to the gloomy county of Feketefold! Not the most ideal place to travel, but he went anyways!

Robert might have regretted this decision by the time he got there. The trip was quite a burden, the locals were unfriendly, the weather was constantly dreary, and there was a constant fear that something bad was going to happen looming over him. Regardless of all these problems, he managed to get his job done quite quickly since the county had such a low population that was closely knit together. There was just one person left he had not accounted for, and that was the countess herself! When he asked the locals around for directions to her castle, he received quite a vast amount of odd looks from the locals. It took Robert a bit of time before someone finally spilled the beans and told him where to look. At last, he was on the way to the castle of the Countess Szonja Fruzsina Mészáros!

The trip to the castle was even more burdenous than the trip Robert took to even reach the county. The main concern for him was that his last good set of clothes was stained by the muddy terrain! It seemed to be worth the travel though, for the castle was quite extravagant.. if not a bit aged in appearance. Making his way inside, he was greeted by a hooded female figure with pale skin. Ah, this must have been the countess! She seemed quite friendly, though her hooded appearance was a bit concerning. She offered him food, drink, a set of robes while his main clothes were washed, and of course a place to rest while he waited. The food and drink were surprisingly adequate, and the dark robes which looked somewhat similar to the countess's own were comfortable enough as well. Eventually he even had the opportunity to try a bed in one of the guest rooms, which was quite comfortable despite its apparent age! It looked like Robert would get a good night's sleep and be on his way.

At least that is what SHOULD have happened. Robert found himself waking up in the middle of the night with a discomfort in the side of his neck. Ever the curious lad, Robert had to investigate. In the mirror he saw his reflection, the image of him.. and on his neck was a red mark in the shape of fangs. Something had bitten him! It itched slightly around the mark too.. and the skin was looking somewhat pale. Perhaps he would have to ask the countess if there were any problems with the castle, or something!

Robert's worries would only get worse when he discovered his reflection was.. turning slightly transparent! Oddly enough, the robe was still as visible as ever. But that was the least of his concerns. What he could see was quite disturbing enough. The paleness around his neck was spreading to his face too, making it look palid as well. Not only that, but the bite mark that was left behind was starting to disappear too! Another thing he could note in the mirror was his hair.. it was thinning at an accelerating rate, and his ears were starting to poke out quite prominently. His face was starting to look different too! ..feminine in appearance, even. Robert's eyes, a dark shade of brown before, were brightening too. Eventually turning maroon, then a dark shade of red! The poor lad was given a curse, possibly by that bite! It became quite clear what kind of creature he was turning into when his incisor teeth began to grow out and sharpen. He was on his way to becoming a vampire!

The reflection continues to blur, almost looking hazy now. Robert looked a bit shorter, and while his body was starting to look hazy, his robe was still intact. This showed his body's proportions altering! He was growing a wide set of hips, and his chest was pushing out too! So not only was this curse changing him into a vampire, but a female one as well! His hair continued to recede and his breasts continued to grow along with his hips. His body was looking quite feminine.. and to top things off, his crotch felt odd too, like it was shrinking down there! While this was strange feeling, it was by no means painful. The strange sensations to his groin might have been a bit pleasuring, even.. whether or not he would like to admit it.

At last, Robert looked up to the mirror to check his reflection again, yet it appeared to be non-existent save for the robe which was hugging his.. or perhaps her body now. Upon closer inspection of the form, she may have noticed it shared a LOT of traits similar to the hooded countess's own. It finally made sense to her now.. her host was the vampire, and was the one who gave her the curse! Robert fretfully reached up to stroke her hair as if in thought, but wound up only stroking her now bald head. How was she ever going to explain this to the court administration?

Robert's thoughts were interrupted by the entrance of the countess into the guest room, though now she no longer wore a hood. The two now shared a rather identical visage with one another. Their red eyes locked into one another, before the countess explained herself. Szonja was quite a lonely creature, having living through centuries without the company of someone she could care about. She sought someone to share her immortal days with, and Robert seemed like quite the interesting and appealing fellow. The transformation into her twin appears to have been a complete accident. She merely thought the curse was merely going to turn him into a vampire.. not into her!

Though this whole ordeal was frustrating and disorientating to Robert, she had no choice but to play along with the vampire. She was still much kinder to her than the locals were. To help her new twin along into her state of vampirism, she offered her an opportunity to drink some of her own blood. As strange as it was, it was safe enough for other vampires to feed off of each other. Feeling the thirst already, Robert had no choice but to accept. When the new vampiress bites down upon Szonja's neck, she doesn't make a noise of pain.. rather that of pleasure! How odd.. what was even more odd was that Robert found the vampiress' blood to be absolutely delicious, perhaps the best thing Robert had ever drank! Szonja soothed her twin by stroking her hairless head gently as she suckled needily from the countess's neck. As much as Robert hated to admit it, it was perfect. Perhaps being a vampire would not be so bad after all.

Eventually, after a bit of goading on from Szonja, and a losing internal battle with conflicting thoughts, Robert found herself enjoying the company of Szonja even more. The opportunity to share a form with her was seeming more delightful than anything. Robert wanted to thank Szonja for this opportunity.. by means of making love, of course. The two found themselves sharing moments of affection with one another. Kissing, groping, some playful bites here and there, and of course some sexual motions that would give sweet release to the both of them. Robert wanted nothing but this.. she wanted to be just like Szonja. To be a Szonja just like her, a lovely hairless vampire woman. It got to the point where the original even referred to Robert as Szonja, a name which the former human eagerly embraced. With the new vampire's first orgasm as Szonja, she would be cursed (or perhaps even blessed) to be sealed in the form permanently! Not that the new Szonja minded, as she was now able to spend the rest of her days with a lovely vampire as a lovely vampire!

Eventually, the census report on Feketefold was mailed to the court administration with no major hassle. Though instead of it being sent by Robert Roveda, the name on the letter was Szonja Mészáros!