They turned several eyes as the two women went down the street together. Samarath and Priyana were heading down the sidewalks of town at a brisk clip, the both of them garbed in human disguises. Both at least partially resembled their previous selves, with Sam pale skinned Priya a light caramel. Yet neither disguised their new assets, bearing their large chests and curvaceous figures. Both wore a dark, gothic adjacent wardrobe, incorporating predominantly black and white outfits, tall boots, and stockings. The one trait tipping off their true forms was the silvery white hair they opted to keep.
“So the nightclub first, then we hit the bars after that?” Samarath looks to Priyana for confirmation. “You’re sure it’ll work?”
“So long as our performance is suitably eye-catching. I bet we’ll have people lining up to join us, even!” Her lover said with a smirk. As she did, she smiled disarmingly to the tall, bald, six foot four bouncer who prepared to question the two women as they walked up to the nightclub entrance. With just a glance, and an application of magic, the bouncer lifted the rope and wordlessly granted them entrance.
The thumping of the powerful base and rapid drumbeats of the club music washed over the elves as the thumping bounced through their pointed ears, earning a shiver of pleasure and a coo from both elves simultaneously. “Ohh… we’ve got to tell our kin about this… they’ll love it!” Samarath purred.
“Yeah… let’s not get distracted though, we’ve got work to do…” her eyes, uniquely adjusted to the dark night club, scanned the thrumming mass of humanity all packed together in the tight space. “And I think I know where to start.”