After it was done swallowing the boy, the beast flexed our lower jaw to relocate the joints. It then relinquished control of the body to me as it retreated from the mental surface to concentrate on separating the vampire's monstrous parasitic essence from the boy. With the return of my body's control to me came a sudden wave of dizziness and weakness. It washed over me like I was a piece of drift wood in the sea and I desperately grabbed onto the nearby tree to keep myself from toppling over in my new and unfamiliar form. My/our? claws sunk surprisingly easily into the tree's bark as I leaned on it for support.

     I could feel the kid's body continue to move inside of us(?) as the vampire tried to escape the beast's/our? stomach. I looked down, resting my head against the tree trunk and expecting our shared body to look like it was pregnant only to be surprised. Not only did it lack the expected bulge but the beast had changed my body more than I had originally thought.

     I had lost my two uneven but respectable sized breasts and I had become much thinner with very lean but visible muscles. This made my new form have a vaguely masculine appearance but it lacked any external male genitals for which I was thankful. I was also very naked at the moment too but the altered body was covered in a layer of a fur like growth. Combined with the lack of any visible male or female parts, it made clothes relatively unnecessary for the moment. I quickly got over my initial surprise though as my attention was drawn back to what was going on inside.

     'It must be bigger on the inside,' I mused silently to myself as I watched the outside of our(?) abdomen bulge and flex slightly from the struggling vampire possessed boy.

     His movements eventually slowed to a stop as the beast finally got a hold of the vampire and began to extract it from him like it had told him it would. My/our? mouth began to water too and I started to taste blood shortly before another wave of weakness and dizziness hit me. This time the wave came with the added bonus of extreme nausea. It made our(?) knees buckle and I sagged against the tree, practically hanging from where I had sunk our(?) claws into the wood.

     'Oh, god. I think I'm gonna be sick.' I thought, groaning softly from my discomfort.

     'No, you're not going to be sick,' whispered a somewhat familiar voice from the back of my mind.

     'What?' I asked it as my mind was a tad too scrambled from feeling sick to fully recognize the voice or understand what it had said.

     'I said you are not the one who is going to be sick.' The voice repeated. 

     I reminded silent this time as I tried to get my addled brain to process what I had just been told while simultaneously trying to the place the voice and resisting the urge to vomit.