Ken had known Bill for a number of years now. He thought they were friends. Bill was just biding his time. It was a typical night of drinking, and Ken had a bit too much. With the bathrooms crowded, Bill saw and opportunity when Ken said he was going to go outside to pee in the alleyway.
Bill joined him, and Ken never expected what happened next. Was Bill kissing his neck? Why did it hurt? Why did he feel so weak?
Ken didn’t even have the energy to stop his friend. He just sort of slurred, “I’m not homophobic, Dude, and I’m flattered that you’re into me, but I’m not gay. I’m just not.”
But Bill wasn’t gay. He was a unique type of vampire -- sucking out Ken’s masculinity and sexuality. After Ken had drained himself, Bill was draining him as well -- turning Ken into an asexual woman with Bill consuming Ken’s masculine, straight energy for himself. Ken would pass out in the alley, not realizing the change until morning.

















































