Carlisle stood nude in his family cellar and private laboratory. If everything went well today, then he could cure his family of the hunger forever. He could cure all of vampiredom forever of their need for blood.
Besides him, his lovely wife esme was dressed in a lab coat. "Ready dear?" she asked
In response, Carlisle took off his robes and let it all hang out. He put a hand on his flat, washboard abs. "I'm going to miss being tin, but I think it's for the better."
"I'll love it," she laughed, "And so will your boys."
"Those boys are so sexually submissive," he smiled.
"You trained them well," she smiled back. "Now drink this." She handed him the small nodule of blue liquid.
To his surprise, it tasted refreshing. Handing back the container, he grabbed the hose. "Make sure that the meter is counting. I'm so hungry. We'll have to see how long this lasts me."
A knob was turned and a rush of water entered his mouth, balooning his cheeks. Unlike a human he need not breathe, so he kept drinking and drinking.
The white, smooth belly pushed out like a baloon. he gave his wife a thumbs up and watched with arousal as he turned the knob. His stiff manhoood started to rub against his burgeoning water belly.
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