Vampires and Ice Cream!

Connie grinned at Babbel's excitement almost instantly after waking up, especially when she rubbed the dress like a kitten. She raised her hands to let the dress fall into Babbel's hands, putting a hand up to stop her breast from juggling as she yanked it on. "Did you need any help with that?" she said, moving in to help her get her arms and head into it properly regardless

Babel squeaked as she tried to get into the dresss. It was a difficult proposition from her own eagerness and Connie's 'help' but she managed eventually and did a twirl while giggling. She then poofed out her chest. "Does it show off my goods, Jiggl-ums?" She asked raising an eyebrow in an attempt at a sexy pose though her permanent smile ruined it mostly. She then pushed forward and pressed her face into Connie's boobs and hugged her tightly, turning and gently nibbling on the flesh to show her affection. "She then leapt away and ran down the stairs. "I must thank madame mouton for the dress!" She said, her arms outstretched like airplane wings as she stomped down the stairs.

"Your goods look perfect, princess," Connie smiled with a brief clap. "Very lovely! Ah, and Subby says 'tres beaux," whatever that means." She hugged her back, giggling at the breast nibbling and trying to nip at her ear when she leapt back, giggling and pursuing her vampire mistress. "Hey, get back here!" she called after her, rushing after her grabbing at her outstretched arms clumsily as she ran nude after her.

Babel ran down the stairs, playfully ducking and weaving out of Connie's grasp as she looked around. She stopped suddenly and turned around. Unfortunately if Connie didn't stop herself, Babel would get a face full of boobs or worse. If she did, or even if she toppled to the ground, with a grin she'd ask. "where are we going tonight, Air Bags?"

"Princess, please! We don't want youOOOP!" She rammed her tits into Babbel's face, tripping over her feet and hitting the carpet, bare crotch pressing against her thigh as her nips rested by her mouth, jolting slightly at the inevitable biting. "I... I was thinking we could go to the Underdark. It's this really neat club where this guy I used to date DJed. It's really fun, there's lots to drink and dancing and can get someone to lay easy. Or eat in your case, don't know..."

H-hah!" Babel said as they once again rolled on the ground. She seized Connie's breasts and bit down on them, nibbling, not drawing blood though. "Sounds great Torpedos!" She said and stood up, bruushing herself off and offerign a hand to Connie. "I can't wait to feed upon some poor unsuspecting mortal! Hurry up and put some clothes on, your mistress is waiting." She said with a wide grin as she clapped her hands gently ordering the domme to clothe herself.

"Yeep!" Connie squeaked, as if just realizing she was naked. She jogged girlishly (arms out, wrists outward) back towards the room, pleasantly plump butt bouncing behind her as her tits went from side to side.

She got into a light layer of leather, not bothering with the panties so much as a black bustier, and tied it tight under a red dress and threw on some heels and a quick layer of makeup. She went a bit extra on the eyeshadow, because with Babbel it just felt appropriate. She checked her teeth to make sure they were pretty and white for her, then went back out with her purse (and sadistic teddy bear inside) in hand. "Alright! Ready to rule the night again, my ladyship?" she giggled

Babel waited patiently for connie to finish up, takign out her own small black purse and checkign her face. (something she usually only did when she was alone). After touching it up with the small bit of make up she carried, she grinned up at Connie and took the bigger domme's arm. "Oui oui!" She exclaimed. "I am very very excited Watermelons." She said as she practically dragged Connie out of the house, not really knowing where they were supposed to be going.

Connie laughed as she was pulled along by the smaller bloodsucker, having fun already as she regained her balance on her heels, letting Babbel lead on. Of course she knew where the club was, piping up when she saw her going the wrong way as if she was really leading her.

"Oh, I think you meant that way, m'lady! Oh, my mistake! Did I say this way? Oh, how did you know it was on Bleaker Street?"

The Underdark was a flashy looking place with a big neon spiderweb under the sign, a long line of wanting clubbers at the door waiting by the bouncer. Connie knew her way in, but she wanted to see how the odd antisocial girl might handle this.

Babel skipped down the street happily as her and Connie made their way to the club. When she saw the neon spider and all the people her eyes widened in awe. "Wow! Look at all the delicious mortals, lined up like cattle!" She said and wiped some drool off with her sleeve.. She then extended her arms and ran forward. Right to the door where the bouncer was. Of course a mistriss of the night like herself would not have any need to wait in line witht he filthy humans. So she took no notice of the man as she tried to stroll in confidently, a big smile on her face.