Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-5426290-20160125134959/@comment-5426290-20160214165426

Percival looked away, a girl with a fetish was not any reason for him to trust her more. But not humoring her would probably mean more nagging. "I'll just eh ignore that you completely avoided answering my questions AGAIN about getting the girl out safe.."

The young bloodsampling noble's son bit his lower lip to draw his own blood, pulling the sick girl in the bed into his arms in order to press his lips to her. Using his tongue in a mild-lewdly fashion to get his blood spread into her mouth before the wound quickly sealed itself again.

After a second a shock went through her body, her heart rate rising and her chest betraying her quickened breath being drawn through her nose. His species Demonic Energy spreading its way through her blood, forcing its way upon every cell in her body changing it to their own as her very body was sculptured to that of a devilishly attractive and alluring noble's daughter too mischievous and good looking for her own good.

Percival tried to block out Ana's unimportant words, focusing on the kiss best he could to guide the molding of the slums-girl's body into her new form. Growing his similar pointy ears, soft delicate skin and beautiful nearly vibrant hair, along with blood red eyes that could draw any fool to their whims.