Ginger and Doettie become Cortney’s fanged lovers

The 2 half naked girls stop to take a breath, seeing that Felicia’s dad, Darren isn't following them.

Raven- shit..shit..shit....vampires..actual..fucking vampires..I thought the old man was full of it, but, no...he trained me all my life fir this, and i..I wasnt ready..she had me...I missed the vital point with my hidden blade...Felicia..i..im sorry about your father

Felicia stays silent, her mind still trying to wrap around the events that just happened, her feelings about, and the fact that she likes Raven. Felicia never thought she be into another female, she's had crushes before, but none was female , but thats the less thing on her mind after what just happened.

Macie- Felicia...their you are..Your mother was worried. And had Doettie call me, since I was out anyways already, I thought id look for you...why are you two half naked..oh..OOOH! , (BLUSHES)..WELL..coughs...my housemate isn't far from here, you two can borrow some clothes and I'll let Ginger know your fine as well

Back at Doettie's house

Naked vampire Cortney is eating out Ginger’s cunt as naked Doettie eats out vampire Cortney’s ass, the room thick with the scent of sweat and arousal. Ginger moans, arching her back as Cortney’s fangs graze her inner thigh—just enough to tease, not enough to break skin. Doettie’s tongue works in slow, deliberate circles, her hands gripping Cortney’s hips to keep her in place.

Back at Macie's place

Raven’s breath hitches as she watches Felicia’s face—still pale with shock, lips parted slightly, eyes wide. The adrenaline hasn’t faded, but something else flickers in the air between them. Something raw. Something undeniable. Before she can stop herself, Raven steps forward, cupping Felicia’s face in her hands. Their lips crash together, desperate and hungry. Felicia gasps into the kiss, her fingers tangling in Raven’s hair, pulling her closer. The taste of sweat, fear, and something sweet lingers between them. Macie notices. But acts like she sees nothing, for its not her business

Instead, she clears her throat loudly, arms crossed Felicia pulls back, cheeks flushed, her lips still tingling from Raven’s kiss.

Macie - You two can sleep in the guest room, or if prefer one of you can sleep on the coach She says.

after hearing their story about vampires, shes alittle worried that she could get ahold of Doettie or Ginger, but shes keeping that to herself, for it could be their just asleep, its 11:55 pm after all.

Back at Doettie's house

The air is thick with moans and the slick sounds of pleasure as Cortney’s tongue flicks against Ginger’s clit, drawing out another shuddering gasp. Doettie’s hands roam over Cortney’s back, fingers dragging lightly down her pale skin as she works her tongue deeper, tasting the vampire’s arousal.Cortney’s fangs finally sink into Ginger’s thigh Ginger gasps, back arching off the bed as pleasure and pain twist together. A shudder runs through Ginger’s body as Cortney drinks, her grip tightening in the vampire’s hair.

"Oh—fuck—" Ginger whimpers

her vision swimming. The room tilts, her heartbeat stuttering under Cortney’s lips. Doettie pulls back, licking her lips, watching as Cortney’s bite lingers. She knows shes next

Ginger’s body shudders as Cortney’s venom floods her veins, her moans turning into a sharp, breathless cry. Her fingers claw at the sheets, her back arching off the bed as the transformation takes hold. The air around her seems to shimmer, her skin growing paler, her canines elongating into sharp points. A rush of unnatural strength surges through her—every nerve alight with hunger, with need.

Doettie doesn’t wait for an invitation. As Ginger collapses back onto the bed, panting and transformed, Doettie grabs Cortney by the hair and yanks her backward, pressing their mouths together in a fierce, biting kiss. Cortney growls against her lips, fangs scraping Doettie’s tongue, drawing blood. The metallic tang makes Doettie moan, her body already thrumming with anticipation. Cortney’s hands grip Doettie’s hips, flipping her onto the bed with inhuman strength. She doesn’t tease this time—her fangs sink deep into Doettie’s throat before she can even gasp.