Annabelle had lived a boring but acceptable life after this point, she grew up in a cozy house with a loving parents went to a medium prestige college and landed a job as a call taker for the mayor of a big city
But something had… changed recently, she couldn’t help, but think she was being followed, but the weird thing was the eyes. She sometimes felt looking at her away from her side, felt.
Animalistic
She tries to brush away the sinking feeling of being watched even now rumbling in her stomach, she taps one of her pants on her coffee mug waiting for another call from someone complaining about something
She jumps a little when the phone rings, causing her to drop her pen to the floor, she whispers, I swear on her breath, taking the phone from it receiver and cradling it between shoulder and ear as she bent down to pick up the pen
“ hello this is the mayor’s office. How can I help you today?”, the smile that accompanied her chipper tone falls when the only thing that comes as a response is an echoing melodic vocal sound, she registers for a moment that it has a tinge of an Irish accent before the beauty of it begins to cloud her mind
“ when you have returned to your home, you will call back this number and take more instructions”, the compelling voice on the other end of the call says simply, then there was a snapping a fingers and the call is dropped
Abigail blinks a couple times disoriented from what just happened, not that she remembers what just happened, she thinks someone just called and then hung up
…
Peter waits patiently for the woman to call back, he’s in his true form, his grooming out his feathers, he went as a little bit when he pulls out a crooked one
He fans out his wings to shake out any loose feathers he missed, and just on queue, the phone begins to ring
“ well done, Abigail, such an obedient little thing you are”, there’s no response from the intranced woman
“ i’m going to tell you an address and you’re going to drive there after work tomorrow, put on the Halloween costume you’re going to wear and beat it when you get to where I command you to be”, Peter tell her that coordinate to the apartment building him and his siblings have been using their base of operation
With another snapper fingers and a hang up another set of instructions so deep into Abigail’s unconscious, Peter reaches out to grab another fistful of birdseed stuffing his muzzle into it and chewing happily at the first step of converting this world
...
Abigail came back to her senses the moment the warehouse door closed behind, the cold area of the open space goosebumps up uncovered arms, she wished she’d picked something less skimpy as her Halloween costume
But there were other things to think about the downsides of being in a cold warehouse in a slutty vampire costume, when such being why she was in this warehouse
The last thing she remembers is getting into a car after work, and then everything just sort of… stopped being picked up by her senses
“ you have arrived”, a Scottish voice catches her attention as she’s ripped from her panic. Thoughts about why she’s here.
“ who are you?, Why am I here?, What are you doing to me?”, the silhouette above her in the rafters laughs, it sounds like a noise of an owl, but coming from the throat of a bear
“ my dear I merely asked you to come to me and you have”, it’s all the response she gets from the person in the shadows before something he holds in his hand, starts glowing with black and white energy, shooting out a beam which hits Abigail in the chest squarely
The shark lays her on the hard ground, she makes a noise of confusion when there’s no pain, she looks down at her hands and gasps at the rapid transformation, her fingernails are lengthening, dark fur sprouting around her wrist like furry bracelets, attention is drawn to her feet as claws pierce through her shoes
Peter watches satisfaction as a woman’s transformation continues, teeth, sharpen, ears lengthen, and fur continues to grow
When it’s done in the lights of the warehouse stands the ripped remains of a sexy vampire costume dangling off the frame of a well endowed Bat-woman
“ one more step, my dear, and this first step of bringing this world peace shall be done”, Abigail’s attention is drawn again to the shadow person, now she is torn from the terror of her new form, the black and white glow of the gym on the cane. Peter holds, catches her eye completely and totally.
“ command and I saw obey… my prince”, Abigail’s Will hasn’t been her own since that phone call, and now she knows it as much as her new prince knows it
,,,
Mayor maxi was sitting in his office with a knock
“ come on in”, he says casually and smiles when his favorite take walks through the door, Abigail was dressed in a sexy little number. The mayor particularly liked to relieve himself looking at, he was too aroused to wonder why Abigail would know he liked this outfit on any woman
The man who comes in after her is less pleasing, the mayor Millie has a moment to raise an eyebrow before the fat man in the coat pull something from the coat
“ good evening, Mr. Mayor, I am Peter and I’m here to give you a proposition. I’m sure you’ll be very accepting of”, the man widened his squinted eyes to emphasize his last set of words, the crystal tipped cane begins to flash with black and white color, and the mayor is unable to take his eyes from it
End
But something had… changed recently, she couldn’t help, but think she was being followed, but the weird thing was the eyes. She sometimes felt looking at her away from her side, felt.
Animalistic
She tries to brush away the sinking feeling of being watched even now rumbling in her stomach, she taps one of her pants on her coffee mug waiting for another call from someone complaining about something
She jumps a little when the phone rings, causing her to drop her pen to the floor, she whispers, I swear on her breath, taking the phone from it receiver and cradling it between shoulder and ear as she bent down to pick up the pen
“ hello this is the mayor’s office. How can I help you today?”, the smile that accompanied her chipper tone falls when the only thing that comes as a response is an echoing melodic vocal sound, she registers for a moment that it has a tinge of an Irish accent before the beauty of it begins to cloud her mind
“ when you have returned to your home, you will call back this number and take more instructions”, the compelling voice on the other end of the call says simply, then there was a snapping a fingers and the call is dropped
Abigail blinks a couple times disoriented from what just happened, not that she remembers what just happened, she thinks someone just called and then hung up
…
Peter waits patiently for the woman to call back, he’s in his true form, his grooming out his feathers, he went as a little bit when he pulls out a crooked one
He fans out his wings to shake out any loose feathers he missed, and just on queue, the phone begins to ring
“ well done, Abigail, such an obedient little thing you are”, there’s no response from the intranced woman
“ i’m going to tell you an address and you’re going to drive there after work tomorrow, put on the Halloween costume you’re going to wear and beat it when you get to where I command you to be”, Peter tell her that coordinate to the apartment building him and his siblings have been using their base of operation
With another snapper fingers and a hang up another set of instructions so deep into Abigail’s unconscious, Peter reaches out to grab another fistful of birdseed stuffing his muzzle into it and chewing happily at the first step of converting this world
...
Abigail came back to her senses the moment the warehouse door closed behind, the cold area of the open space goosebumps up uncovered arms, she wished she’d picked something less skimpy as her Halloween costume
But there were other things to think about the downsides of being in a cold warehouse in a slutty vampire costume, when such being why she was in this warehouse
The last thing she remembers is getting into a car after work, and then everything just sort of… stopped being picked up by her senses
“ you have arrived”, a Scottish voice catches her attention as she’s ripped from her panic. Thoughts about why she’s here.
“ who are you?, Why am I here?, What are you doing to me?”, the silhouette above her in the rafters laughs, it sounds like a noise of an owl, but coming from the throat of a bear
“ my dear I merely asked you to come to me and you have”, it’s all the response she gets from the person in the shadows before something he holds in his hand, starts glowing with black and white energy, shooting out a beam which hits Abigail in the chest squarely
The shark lays her on the hard ground, she makes a noise of confusion when there’s no pain, she looks down at her hands and gasps at the rapid transformation, her fingernails are lengthening, dark fur sprouting around her wrist like furry bracelets, attention is drawn to her feet as claws pierce through her shoes
Peter watches satisfaction as a woman’s transformation continues, teeth, sharpen, ears lengthen, and fur continues to grow
When it’s done in the lights of the warehouse stands the ripped remains of a sexy vampire costume dangling off the frame of a well endowed Bat-woman
“ one more step, my dear, and this first step of bringing this world peace shall be done”, Abigail’s attention is drawn again to the shadow person, now she is torn from the terror of her new form, the black and white glow of the gym on the cane. Peter holds, catches her eye completely and totally.
“ command and I saw obey… my prince”, Abigail’s Will hasn’t been her own since that phone call, and now she knows it as much as her new prince knows it
,,,
Mayor maxi was sitting in his office with a knock
“ come on in”, he says casually and smiles when his favorite take walks through the door, Abigail was dressed in a sexy little number. The mayor particularly liked to relieve himself looking at, he was too aroused to wonder why Abigail would know he liked this outfit on any woman
The man who comes in after her is less pleasing, the mayor Millie has a moment to raise an eyebrow before the fat man in the coat pull something from the coat
“ good evening, Mr. Mayor, I am Peter and I’m here to give you a proposition. I’m sure you’ll be very accepting of”, the man widened his squinted eyes to emphasize his last set of words, the crystal tipped cane begins to flash with black and white color, and the mayor is unable to take his eyes from it
End
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