Linda was in her late thirties. The aging vampire found it more difficult to feed now that her hunter’s scope was losing its ability to focus.
Linda was fair, all most vampires are wont to be. She took a special vial of UV sunscreen shield, to protect her skin in daylight. She needed to be outside in the day, to mix and mingle, and source for victims.
Linda was a transgender. She was a male in her previous life. She had hormone therapy before her sex change operation. She was the poster child of a sex change operation, so perfect was her metamorphosis into the physical female gender. One small imperfection was the remnants of her square jaw, one of the last souvenirs of her male body. She would have to undergo risky plastic surgery to change her jaw., The plastic surgeon needs to hone down her jawbone to redefine her angular jaw. Some patients were known to have bled to death when unforeseeable infections and complications developed.
Linda wasn’t afraid of death. It would take more than a cosmetic surgical procedure to kill her. She lacked the cash to pay for another plastic surgery. Her jaw would have to wait, for now.
It was easier to hunt in a female body. The humans were totally non-suspicious of the female species, often seen as weak in many ways. Therein lies their weakness. Linda took advantage of her deceitful appearance to entice, seduce and entrap her prey.
The female human species had a minor irksome characteristic that marred her ability to hunt. The mature teen and woman had monthly menstruation cycles that emitted the bad odor of decomposed blood. That messed up Linda’s sense of smell. She could smell stale blood a mile away and her navigational bearings were distracted. Linda wanted fresh blood from the jugular, not rotting blood.
The vampire smiled to lure men and women into her lair. She wanted to eat and so did her hungry child. Linda smiled as her life depended on it. She couldn’t go out to work as she wasn’t human. Her deformities would show and she would frighten off people. Linda had large canines which she tried to conceal by not grinning to show her teeth on her upper jaw. She used to have the power to conceal her canines at will and only let them down whenever she needed to feed. However, her muscles were loose, of late, and she lost control over the withdrawal and extension facilities.
Linda spotted her prey. A seemingly blur middle aged woman might be her next meal …
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