That left Bill and myself. Bill started to groan. It was his turn. His clothes started to shrink. They were remolding into a sexy fashion, barely cont...ining his body which was shrinking and becoming incredibly feminine and sexy. His hair turned a jet black. His lips grew full and turned blood-red. His skin paled. His breasts settled at a nice 38C. His shirt was now a tight halter-top. His pants and shrunk to a mini-skirt. Bill was becoming a sexy female vampire. She exuded sexiness.It was my. He was too much of a “tall poppy,” as they would say, to let him live. Plus, at fifty-nine, he had barely survived the black fog. I wasn’t about to give him another chance when better men just months older in his community (and his own family) had perished.“And then there were five! Well, well, well, let’s have their hoods, shall we, and discover just who everyone is, in true Scooby Doo fashion!” I declared as I removed Stick’s hood to confirm his identity and Erin did the same for. The two colleges were located only fifty miles apart and had long traditions of high standards.Taylor and Nicole were key members of the track team and were favored to win their events. McKinley's team had several girls the pair had competed against since high school. But this year, there was some new competition. McKinley had a new star on the team. Her name was Alka, a Middle Eastern transfer student who was tearing up the league. She ran the exact events as Taylor and Nicole, and was. She was endeavouring to form some decision evidently, but unable to do so.I remained still for a brief space as if awaiting her answer; then, as she did not speak, I quietly went to a drawer, took out a pair of scissors and went back to her. At the sight of the scissors, she shivered, then with an effort, said, in a voice broken with emotion: 'Don't ... undress me Jack! ... if you must ... have me, let it be as I am ... I will ... submit quietly ... oh! my God!!' she wailed.'That won't do,.