Shopping in More Ways than One

Part 5, Segment 1

Gary woke up as the sun set. He thought to himself that he slept like the dead. He cringed at the pun. Obviously being a vampire didn’t improve his sense of humor any.

He realized that Lisa had already gotten up. He looked around to find her, but she wasn’t in the bedroom. He got up to find her in the bathroom, admiring herself in the full-length mirrors built into a cove. She was able to check herself out from every angle, and she liked everything she saw.

She had been a 34C before being vamped, but her bras wouldn’t fit her now. She would later find out that she measured out as a 34DD, but her breasts stood out as if they were in a bra. Lisa had never liked bras, and she loved the fact that she would never need to wear one again.

She found that her waist and her hips had shifted also. She had an hourglass waist, flaring out to very sensuous hips. Her ass was tightly packed and rock-hard. Her calves were thinner, her toes had straightened out, and even her birthmarks had disappeared.

Her hair had darkened considerably. It had once been a dark brown, but now it was as black as night, like a raven. Her green eyes were brighter. Her lips were fuller, and her teeth were gleaming, straight, and white.

And those fangs. She could not believe how much it turned her on to see her fangs. She rubbed her tongue across them every chance she got.

In every way, Lisa was a physically perfect specimen. Every thing she had disliked about her body had changed into exactly what and how she wanted it to be. And that was just the outside, the looks. Those were matched by the less visible changes. Like how much stronger she felt. And how easily she got turned on, how easily she could be brought to orgasm, and how much more powerful all of her sexual urges and reactions were.

“I take it you like the new you,” Gary commented from the doorway, enjoying the view.

“Oh god yes! I can’t imagine feeling better than I feel right now. And you’re pretty amazing yourself.” Her eyes darted to his crotch. He was hard, demonstrating one way that he had changed since his transformation. “You’re huge now.”

“And I bet you can take every inch of it. Just like you did last night.”

“Is that a dare?” she shot back.

“You know it, sexy.”

The couple joined each other in the walk-in shower. They never did use any soap.

* * *

“I need some new clothes now,” Lisa said as she toweled herself off, looking at her closet. “I doubt I could fit into most of these things.”

“Then I suppose we should go shopping,” Gary answered. “And you can have anything you want.” Gary had pondered whether it was right for him to take advantage of his powers when it came to getting money or things. He concluded that it would be wrong if it hurt anyone, but if he was careful, it would be alright. A little here and a little there. Kind of like how he had fed.

“And then I want to go out. I’m starting to get hungry.” She reached between her legs and slipped a finger inside. “In more ways than one.”

* * *

One of the wonderful things about Las Vegas is the fact that one can do almost anything at almost any time of the day or night. In this case, Gary and Lisa wanted to go shopping, and they had plenty of options even though it was night. They decided on the new stores at Caesar’s Palace, since they had wanted to go to see some of the other casinos anyway.

Coming from Minnesota, Lisa had definitely seen what a real mall was like. She once spent an entire weekend at the Mall of America, and nearly maxxed out her credit card in the process. But what the stores lacked in pure size, they made up in grandeur. The Roman motif was (to her) elegant and classy.

She was particularly excited about expanding her wardrobe. Pretty much the only thing she could fit into now were a couple of t-shirts, and even they were stretched pretty tight. She was certain she would need some blouses, some skirts (which would fit her smaller waist), and shoes to match. Plus, she wanted some go-out outfits. Or as she now thought of them, hunting clothes.

Lisa found a boutique which definitely matched her tastes. She had a body to show off, and she wanted clothes that would do just that, but not in a tacky or slutty way. This store fit the bill. She found sheer tops that opened down the front, so she could reveal enough cleavage to make men hard.

That was another change, she realized. Before, she was shy about her body, partly because she didn’t want Gary to think she liked the attention from other men. Now, she not only wasn’t worried about what Gary would think (and she knew exactly what he thought—he loved it), she needed to attract the attention.

She also discovered a new-found liking for mini-skirts. And silk stockings. And leather.

“Is there anything else I can help you with?” asked a salesgirl, disturbing Lisa from her almost religious shopping experience.

Lisa examined the girl. She was very attractive in a cute sort of way. Petite, she thought. The girl couldn’t have been over five feet tall, with short brown hair and pale blue eyes. She looked like somebody’s kid sister, except she had the body of a woman.

“Actually, yes, I could use a little help. I need someone to close me up in back with this.” Lisa held out a leather bustier with a row of hook-eye closures.

The girl raised an eyebrow. “That’s a very daring outfit. I like your style.” She led Lisa to a dressing room in the back, away from the main floor of the shop.

“So what’s the occasion?” the girl asked as she closed the door to the private room. “You’re buying a lot of clothes for one night.”

Lisa pulled off the t-shirt, freeing her breasts from the tight cotton fabric. She felt the cool air on her skin, and her nipples hardened instantly.

“I’ve been... changing recently. I can’t fit into my old clothes anymore.”

“Working out? Dieting?”

Lisa smiled subtly. “Something like that.” She held the soft leather against her stomach, and the girl started hooking the garment closed. “What’s your name?”

“I’m Deena. With two e’s.”

“I’m Lisa.”

“Well, Lisa, how does that feel?”

Lisa looked at herself in the mirror. The black leather clung to her like a second skin. And it definitely looked great with her pale color. And damn, how she liked the way her tits stood out. The bustier just barely covered her nipples. She felt like she’d be in danger of bouncing out. All the better, she thought, with an evil grin.

“I like it. I’ll take it.”

“That’s the spirit. And we’ve got a great leather skirt to match. It’ll go great with legs like yours.”

Lisa turned to face Deena as the girl undid the final clasp. “Do you like my legs?”

“Do I? I only wish I was as tall as you. I hate being short.”

Lisa peeled off the bustier, exposing herself to Deena. “What else do you wish?”

“I wish... Heck, I wish I had your entire body. You’re probably the most gorgeous person whose ever come into this store.”

Lisa reached out to brush a lock of hair out of Deena’s eyes. Then she gently touched her fingers to Deena’s lips. “Do you really think I’m beautiful?”

“Definitely,” Deena answered softly.

Lisa’s hand caressed the girl’s face along her jaw, then sliding back up with the backs of her fingers. “I’m not the only beautiful one,” Lisa said. “Look at yourself in the mirror.”

Deena turned around to face the mirror as Lisa stood behind her.

“What do you see?” Lisa asked.

Deena shook her head. “I just see me.”

Lisa’s hands slid along Deena’s shoulders and down her sides. “I see a young and beautiful woman who is just starting to reach her potential.” Lisa reached around to undo the single attached button of the girl’s top. “I see a woman who is sexual and powerful.”

Lisa pulled the shirt down from Deena’s shoulders. Underneath, she wore only a black demi bra. Lisa could see that Deena’s nipples were hard through the satiny fabric.

“I see someone who yearns to be seen as she really is. Who needs to be loved and adored.” Lisa stared at Deena’s eyes in the mirror, and saw that Deena was looking back at her with a wanting look.

Deena’s hands reached behind her back. Lisa intentionally leaned forward, letting the girl’s hands brush against her breast. Deena undid the fasteners of her bra, and pulled it off. “Do you really think so?” Deena asked. “Could I be desired like you?”

“I desire you,” Lisa said. She pressed against Deena, her own hardened nipples against the girl’s back. “I need you.” Her hands again reached around, this time to hold Deena’s breasts. She kneaded them softly, and Deena melted into her. “I want you.”

“I want you too,” Deena whispered.

The girl’s head tipped back, almost resting on Lisa’s breast. Lisa saw the fierce pulse beating in Deena’s throat. Her fine red lips peeled apart, and her dagger-like fangs appeared. She leaned down to kiss Deena’s neck.

And then she tasted Deena’s blood.

“I will always want you,” Lisa said lovingly, as she licked Deena’s blood from her lips. The taste was sweet, with a tang that came from her purity and her longing. Somehow, Lisa could tell that Deena was a virgin. And Lisa would give her a special education.