They fall too and plan a very different wedding

When Emily finally took her last breath, Becky's lusting brain took a break and her planning brain started up again. She rifled through Sophia's things and was surprised at the delicates she found in her dresser. In earlier dealings with Jana she made it clear to Becky that Sophia didn't like being too revealing in her attire when out and about. The exception was at work when she relied on her cleavage to increase tips. Looking at the underwear Sophia owned, Becky knew that in dealings with her lovers that she must like playing up her body when in private. Becky took off her dress then looked to the dead body on the bed next to her. Off went Emily's bulky sweater. Off went the blouse underneath. Off went the ankle-length skirt. Off went the boring overly-covering bra and panties, She kept the glasses on, as it was going to make a fine look. With her enhanced strength Becky was able to move the lifeless corpse of Emily to put on the more daring of Sophia's underthings. Becky followed suit by dressing herself with another set of Emily's barely-there bra and panties. Prior to her change Becky would never have been able to fill out such a bra and the panties would have accentuated how flat her ass was. Now, though, one of the benefits of vampirism was the massive increase in stunning beauty and shapeliness. Emily's now twitching form was also showing these same benefits, much as it did for her mother, JJ, and the women in the bar.

Ignoring the bit of rumbling in the other room were Missy and Jana. They both sat close to each other on the couch. A bandage was wrapped around Missy's hand. Jana casually walked the fingers of her one hand from the injury up to Missy's shoulder.
"I'm glad you're feeling better. I'd hate to see you hurt."
"Thanks," Missy said. She wanted to say something more effusive, but then she told her, "I'm glad you were here to help me."
The awkward tension between them was broken when the other two women walking out of Sophia's bedroom. The two vamps were awe-inspiring to the two humans tipsy on the special wine. Missy's jaw dropped at seeing Emily in a whole new light.
"We figured we'd see what kind of bachelorette party gifts you want," Emily told Missy.
Becky gave her a look that said no such excuses were needed. The two humans were fully enamored. "Tell her what you feel."
The bespectacled vampire pressed up to a now standing Missy. The blonde bride-to-be could feel the chill coming off her friend's body. "Missy, listen to me. You are making a mistake marrying Greg."
"Who?" Missy said honestly, not remembering anybody outside of Missy -- even her fiancé.
"We're going to correct that now. There's only one other for you. That's me."
"Yessss."
"You have to decide. Now. Will you give up everything: Your fears, your dreams, your morals. Join me and we will be together forever in darkness like we were always meant to be." Emily punctuated that showing off her fangs to the gentle fawn in front of her.
Excitedly Missy squealed, "Marry me. Marry me now. Like, I can't risk spending another moment apart from you."
Becky chimed in, "Then let's make it official." She handed to Missy one of the veils she had on the coffee table. Jana, her mind skewed by **** lust to see this as the most romantic thing ever, quickly turned off the electric lights and lit candles everywhere. While the two humans stripped down to match their vampire friends, Becky bit into her wrist. A small amount of blood poured out, enough to scoop it up with two fingers and draw a red X on her forehead. When all were ready they gathered to begin the mockery of the sacrament. Missy, with her veil down and wearing little else, locked arms with her eternal partner. Emily showed a strength and determination she never had as a human. To the side stood Jana, the official witness to the ceremony, holding wilted roses that were from one of her boyfriends a week prior. Becky played the minister facing the other three.
She began, "Even among the unholy a vow such as this is not to be broken. For it is forged not of faith, hope, or charity but of the precious gift that is blood. When two souls complete each other through their darkest desires it is to be celebrated. I have known you two for only a short time, but I am certain that the havoc you shall raise and the sins that you shall commit will only be stronger when you are together. Emily, do you take Missy to be your wife, in **** and suffering, in pleasure and pain, eternally bound in this world and the world the come?"
"I do!"
"And, Missy, do you take Emily to be your wife, in **** and hunger, in pleasure and pain, eternally bound in this world and the world the come?"
Missy was visibly shaking as all eyes turned to her.
"Fuck, yeah."
"Then by the power that guides the wicked ones, I now pronounce you forever damned."
Emily casually lifted her wife's veil than aggressively plunged her fangs into Missy's neck. Tears of pure joy streamed down Missy's face, having had the wedding of her most sinister dreams.
Becky wasted no time in doing the same to Jana drinking in every ounce of life within her. "The best thing about these kinds of weddings," Becky thought to herself, "is the honeymoon happens right away."