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"Casey, but you can call me Jason- you know like the bad guy. Although no one calls me that..." He said, smiling. He sat down in a chair by the bed, holding out his hand... as if I was supposed to shake it.

"Oh! That's right, you can't shake..." he said laughing before putting his hand down, "Silly me."

"Are you really a doctor?" I asked frowning at him.

He laughed, "Yup. I might be a little rough but I am certified. He chuckled, "I'm not going to hurt you yet, relax."

"Yet?"

He laughed and shrugged it off. "So... tell me- you're a really beautiful girl, and he doesn't normally bring beautiful girls down here."

"I pissed him off," I said bluntly. "Beats me. That guy has an ego the size of his dick."

He burst out laughing, nearly falling off his chair. I mean, he was laughing so much, he clutched his stomach and rolled around on the floor. It took me a while to realize but, this guy was not in his right mind... it wasn't even that funny.

"I'm sorry," He said breathlessly, "To see such a small girl saying that about the man who's feared across the entire world...I can't. I like you."

"Uh..." I didn't know what to say. "Cool."

He sighed and sat back down on his chair and looked at me with a more serious expression. "I can already tell you're not human," He said examining me. He lifted my lips, looking at my teeth. He shined a bright light in my eyes, studying them both.

"Interesting. You're definitely showing some demon qualities but, you're not from this realm are you?"

"I'm not."

He rolled his chair over to a desk that, I didn't even realize was there earlier and started writing something down. He came back with a bottle of something in his hand and smiled at me.

"This is going to hurt, but you can either choose to drink it like a good girl, or I'm going to have to force you? Which are you gonna do?" He asked

"What is it?"

"It's Crystals," he said shaking the bottle, opening its cap.

"So it's...Meth?"

He started laughing again and nearly spilled it all over himself. He shook his head, "No, not meth silly. You don't drink Meth do you?" He tilted the bottle over my head and I had no choice but to down its contents.

I didn't want to imagine what he would do if I didn't listen. He could probably scare me more than Cole could. At least Cole was somewhat in his right mind, this guy was completely insane.

He stared at me for a few seconds and a wide grin started to appear on his face. A sudden pain shot through my body and it kept on spreading. I felt like I was burning up, the air around me got hot and I could hear my other self screaming in pain.

It felt like someone was boiling my insides. My bones felt like they were breaking or rather...reshaping. I tried to clench my fists but, my nails dug deep into my skin, they were longer than before. I could feel my fangs growing out larger. My body was changing so quickly I couldn't keep up with it.

"What the... fuck was that?" I asked, trying my best not to scream.

"Well... it's meant for werewolves and vampires and the likes when they're late in their transformations, but the older you are the more it hurts since your body has matured. It only lasts for a few minutes but usually after they take it, they can transform at will- some depend on it. This is amazing though."

It felt like something was growing under me and it hurt to lay down chained there. He backed away from me as I struggled against the chains. I could see a red mist surrounding me, he was just looking at me with eyes filled with awe.

"It hurts..." I cried. I struggled to form my words as my mind was jumbled up. My hands were bleeding from my nails digging into them- My body couldn't handle the sudden transformation.

Eventually, the chains broke and I immediately felt myself being lifted off the ground, my head nearly hit the wall.

"Beautiful!" H muttered before walking up to me, "You can't control it, can you?"

What the fuck is happening to me?" I asked looking around, trying to look behind me. I had large wings on my back, and a tail waving around behind me. I didn't remember being anything like this before.

"You said you weren't human, why are you surprised?" He asked frowning. "You don't remember what you used to look like before you became human?"

"I don't remember anything!" I screamed at him. I could see the sound waves from my voice literally crash him back into his desk. My eyes widened and I backed away from him crashing into the wall myself. I could hear it crack behind me and I turned around quickly to look. I was making a mess of everything but I couldn't control myself.

"Holy fuck. What is the... Calm down, Isabella. I know you're probably scared but..." he tried walking closer to me, but I moved away from him.

"Get away from me!"

He sighed "It's going to wear off in a few seconds," he said in an attempt to calm me down. "Are any memories coming back to you? From before you were human?"

When I didn't reply he frowned. "Isabella...?"

The pain wasn't stopping but another much stronger feeling was masking it. I felt something else rising in me, very fast. I smiled at him, and as out of control as I was, I went towards him as carefully as I could. I want him...

He didn't look as insane to me as before, I mean, now that I was really looking, he was kind of attractive.

His eyes widened when he realized what was happening. He covered his nose and mouth and held his hand towards me. "Isabella, stop."

"Why?" I asked in a seductive voice I didn't even know I could make. As I came closer to him, I tripped over and fell on top of him, making him drop whatever he was covering his face with. He let out a small groan and I giggled.

"I'm horny," I stated, sitting up on his lap, "And I want you."

"Fuck... Cole is going to kill me," he mumbled under his breath, looking away from me. "I haven't even touched you yet, you're already hard?" I rubbed my hand over his erection.

He shook his head, "You're letting out an alluring smell," he groaned. He grabbed my hand, stopping me from touching him. "You- I... Cole will kill me if you keep doing that, and I'd prefer to live a few more thousand years."

"But what about me?" I asked pouting, I leaned over him and pressed my lips against his. The contact sent an electrifying feeling through me and he kissed me back despite all that he said. I bit against his lower lip and licked the blood that seeped out- a warm feeling coursed through me and his groans spilled out in my mouth

"Fuck, I can't handle this..." he managed when I pulled away. "I'm not going to lie to you and say you're not turning me on... under any other circumstances I would let you do whatever you wanted but-"

"Shut up," I whispered, pressing my finger to his lips. "I just want you to make me feel good. Let's both feel good, Casey, hmm? What do you say?"

I brushed my hand over him, threading my fingers through his and holding it up against my body, "You can touch me however you like, kiss me, feel me..." I sucked on two of his fingers, making his eyes widen and I smiled. I placed his pants in my panties and he caressed me gently down there, his eyes staying focused on mine.

I hummed in satisfaction as he worked his fingers, quickening his pace gradually as I let my moans slip out. I stroked my hand through his pants, rubbing him over his boxers and a sharp gasp left his lips.

"Isabella..."

"You don't want it?"

"Fuck- I do."

We sat there touching each other, kissing- my burning desire was only worsened and I craved more. I leaned in and bit down on his neck and licked the blood that came out. I wanted to leave them all over him. I could feel myself clenching around his fingers as I came again. It just wasn't enough though.

My pace quickened on him, and he was groaning silently. I scooted myself back and slid down his boxers. His cock sprung up and I licked my lips before wrapping them around him.

"Oh fuck Isabella, you can't do that," he said. His body was completely contradicting what he was saying. He held my hair up out of my face and propped himself up on his elbow, staring at me. I looked up at him and smiled. His mouth was parted and he was breathing hard. I knew he was getting closer.

"I'm gonna cum, Isabella..." He said panting. "Oh my..."

He let it out into my mouth, holding my head in place, his hips thrusting as he came.

When he let me go, I sat up and smiled, licking my lips and gulping it all down. "Thanks for the meal," I said nodding.

"You're going to get me fucking killed," he panicked. "He's going to chop off my head for touching what's his-"

"I'm not his," I said frowning, "You can come inside other places of me if you want to." I was still mad horny but it didn't look like I was going to convince him to fuck me anytime soon.

He stood up and fixed his clothes, zipping his pants back up and brushing himself off. He scratched his hair and sighed. "You. Need to go lay back down onto that bed before he comes back here," he said pointing over towards the bed. His hand was shaking.

Surprisingly the wings that were on my back before, were now gone, as were my tail and nails. I looked at my regular self again. I walked back over towards the bed and laid down. He cuffed me back in and collapsed onto his chair. His entire body was trembling, he kept mumbling over and over to himself

"I'm gonna die. Shit. Shit. Shit, I fucked up bad."

"Just pretend like nothing happened!" I said sighing. "It's not that big of a deal."

"Right!" He said, clapping his hands together, "Nothing happened! What are you even talking about Isabella?" He laughed.

He stood up and walked over to his desk, returning with a really sharp-looking knife. It had rugged edges and it was already stained with someone's blood.

My eyes widened. "You're going to cut me up now to silence me? I'm not going to tell him!!"

He laughed, "Ha, if only! I'm testing your regenerative abilities, I have no idea how long you'll last before the normal Isabella comes back so, I have to test it now."

Without warning he dragged the blade down my arm, making me scream out in pain. He winced as he stuck it deeper inside my arm, twisting and turning it slowly. When he pulled the knife out, there was so much blood. He grabbed a cloth from his back pocket... -and only God knows where and when he uses that, and he wiped the blood from my arm.

"Amazing..." he said collapsing into his chair, "There's no wound."

He rolled his chair over to his desk and clapped his hands, "I thought this would be hard to figure out but...I've got it now. At least I think I've got it! This is incredibly rare..."

"Could you maybe explain? Because I still feel that pain from you digging that knife into me."

He started rummaging noisily through all his cabinets and quickly walked over toward me with a cup and something else in his hand. He opened my mouth with his hands and pinched my nose closed as he put the pill and...water into my mouth, forcing me to drink it.

"You know, you've been making me drink a lot of things lately, one of them I won't complain about but damn at least tell me first before you do that."

His eyes widened and he shook his head at me, "Isabella! Stop bringing that up! Do you want to die? And it's just Ibuprofen relax."

"Ibuprofen...You're giving me Ibuprofen for a knife wound? What's that supposed to do?!"

He laughed, "You'll be fine."

He didn't laugh for long though, his laughing quickly faded away as Cole walked into the cell. He looked between me and Casey.

"So...what do you have for me?" He asked facing Casey.

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HAVE YOU SEEN THE STATE OF HER BODY? mad. IF I BEAT I AIN'T WEARIN A JOHNNY.

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