C.I.A. Vampires
He was almost crying, as beads of sweat and tears ran down his cheeks.
"Why there?" I demanded, never releasing my grip.
"I don't know, I don't know!" He was openly crying now. "It's some new vamp club, that's all I know."
"Thanks, moron. By the way," I said, my body shimmered, morphing and changing before his eyes until I looked like myself, appearing to be a teenage school girl. "You've been very helpful." Through the whole transformation, I never released my grip on his throat or his manhood.
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