"We'll go out this time," Jason said.
"You mean we have to hunt?" Steve asked.
"That's right." He turned to Lisa. "You might want to change clothes."
Lisa was about to ask what he meant by that, before she looked down at her outfit. She suddenly became disgusted. She remembered putting these clothes on that morning and that disgusted her too. She hated pink.
"We'll leave you. Steve has a bunch of outfits in his closet," Jason said, then he and Steve left the bedroom.
After they left, she tore off her clothes and threw them across the room. Uck!
Naked except for a pair of white thong panties, she walked to the closet, her loose pale white C-cup breasts bounced on the way. She opened the closet doors and marveled at all the gothic and kinky black clothes in Steve's possession. She loved black.
Then she got dressed.
Ten minutes later, the newly dressed Lisa walked out into Steve's front room.
Jason and Steve stared at the gothic beauty. She wore a black latex corset, which managed to make her breasts seem bigger, and a black ripped miniskirt. Underneath were a pair of fishnet stockings and on her feet, a pair of Steve's black leather buckled boots, with three-inch stacks. And around her neck, a spiked collar with two-inch spikes. She still had her blond hair, which was a little of a turnoff, but she could fix that later with a little black dye.
"Steve, do you have any lipstick?" she asked.
"Um. Uh, yeah," Steve answered, being forced to come out of his trance. "In the bathroom."
"Thanks."
She went into the bathroom and Jason followed her. "You look totally hot," he said.
She smiled. "I feel hot. I've never felt this way before. I just love all this gothic fashion. Latex, vinyl, leather, fishnets. I love it all."
"So do I," Jason said.
After searching the drawers, Lisa found a tube of black lipstick. She smiled and then applied it to her lips. "Even better."
"Can I use that?" Jason suddenly had the urge to wear lipstick himself. He had never in his life wanted that, but now he did. He wondered if this was one of things he got from Lisa when he bonded with her.
"Sure," she said, with a smile. "It would look good on you."
He took it and applied it to his lips. He seemed to know exactly how to do it, too. He then looked at himself in the mirror. He was so different than before he was turned. But he thought he was better. He liked the way he was now. He never wanted to go back. And that's how Lisa felt too.
They walked back out to Steve, who admired the lipstick on them both. "The sun is down," he told them.
"Good," Jason said. "Dinner time."
Finally, Lisa thought. She couldn't wait to feed.
