Scarlett Johansson

 

Scarlett's husband Colin has been trying to unload a ferry he unwisely bought, when he receives an offer, a generous offer. An insane offer. The only condition is the buy wants to do the transaction over dinner. Not even check out the ferry, he says he can "tell" if it's right once they meet in person. Come to his estate upstate. Bring his wife.

Scarlett and Colin arrive at the estate, Scarlett has been everywhere, but there is something...stunning about this place. Dracula greets the pair. They dine, and Dracula's eyes never leave arguably the biggest movie star in her world, She is, both a classic Hollywood bombshell and a modern sparkplug. Her lips, her smile, her bust. Luscious. She truly is luscious.
He takes them to the study. The contract is truly arcane and dense, Scarlett begins to question at how strange it all seems, maybe he should reread it. But the temptation, to relieve untold tons metal, he almost doesn't care if he loses money on it anymore. He signs, and suddenly, Scarlett feels woozy, lightheaded, like she's about to faint. A concerned Colin asks if she's alright, Dracula smiling knowingly, says he can show them to their room, where she can rest.


As Colin sleeps, Scarlett rises, her face a blank, following whispers calling her name. She steps into the bedchambers, where Dracula waits. He walks over. With a gesture, the simple gesture of a hand, Scarlett, or at least Scarlett's body, knows what to do, disrobing. He walks over to the one of the most enduring beauties of the millennium. Scarlett, even her name sounds delicious.

Colin wakes, seeing his wife missing, he steps out, searching. Then he hears it. Moans. Cries of satisfaction and pleasure in her distinctly smoky voice. He sees the two entwined, Scarlett giggles as he feeds, as he has her taste her own blood. Colin cries out in disbelief. Dracula smiles, it's all in the contract. What? That's now how that works. You can't buy a person. It's not even legal, but Dracula says his contracts are beyond men's laws, isn't that right, Scarlett, looking to her dazed, smiling, face for agreement. He then plunges his fangs into one of her famous breasts.



Scarlett tries to keep going, she doesn't want to miss a second, but her body gives out. She dies in bliss, and Dracula carries her to her new and permanent resting place.

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