Aphmau Dresses Novels & Stories

He really just wantedto embarrass me, walking into the changing rooms ,I tried to pick the most salvageable dress but they all looked unfailingly slutty. Deciding to wear the skintight armless black dress with a thigh slit on the right side, I walked to show my husband his wife's new outfit. DAMIAN Amaya walked out and she looked uncomfortable but beautiful , how could one make this dress look graceful , the dress hugged all her curves graciously, I couldn't help but stare, catching my eyes she glared daggers at me, I let out an unknowing smirk. "looks good we'll take it" I say

She says wisely. I nodded, took the dress and went behind the changing screen. The screen was right by the wall that made Aphy's room. I came out from behind the shield, it was a simple dress. It was white with red fabric details and a red corset that wrapped around it. It fits me perfectly, perhaps it was one of her old dresses.

You know how that goes. I look at myself in the mirror. The dress is perfect, it is a long silky white wrap dress that looks straight out of the forties. Puffy three-quarter sleeves, soft drape over my stomach that hides the bump just enough. My hair and makeup are flawless. Simple, elegant, and intimate. Just family and close friends were invited. Amara appears behind me in the doorway. “Girl, you look gorgeous.” Right on cue, my mom bursts in with Jade behind her, and both of them immediately start crying.

Mina said as she and Amber stared at the mirror, Amber's hands ran over her body as she stared at herself with amazement in her eyes,when she had selected the dress she picked it because it felt so smooth in her hands and the color wasn't dull,the dress was a sleeveless red gown,it stopped just right at her ankle,it had a very long slit at the side all the way to her waist,her big belle didn't stop her from rocking the dress in fact it fit and wrapped around her like a glove,it was amazing and it showed off all her curves,it had no designs on it just plain and amazing,her huge boobs made the curves of the dress at her chest level hang well showing the right amount of cleavages and Amber love

The king had chosen a bright blue dress for Leslie and a red dress for Amara. Amara assumed it was since the first dress she wore when meeting Gabriel and Damascus was in fact red. The strapless dress fit her like a glove, no doubt Gabriel had people on the ready to size her and Leslie up at a distance. Leslie walked over to the mirror in the entry way and checked her makeup once more. Amara had decided on simple and kept her makeup plain. She would already draw attention with the dress and did not want to appear to be trying to hard for her first impression.

Her soothing words provided a sense of comfort and reassurance. After finishing my makeup, Amelia presented me with a stunning red dress that exuded elegance and sophistication. The dress hugged my figure in all the right places, accentuating curves and contours with graceful finesse. Its rich red hue added a touch of boldness, contrasting beautifully against my skin tone. As I slipped into the dress, I felt a newfound sense of confidence and anticipation. Tonight, I would face my past, but on my terms. Surrounded by Amelia’s unwavering support, I was ready to reclaim my sense of self and embrace the future.

Amber awed before pulling me into her arms, “I love you too, now get dressed to kill” Amber picked the right dress because indeed this dress was perfect enough to catch the attention of Mr. Knight. It was a pink Carmen off-shoulder mesh bandage dress that featured a corset bodice and mesh ruched sleeves…it was a design made in heaven for me. As I stepped through the door, the chatter of the crowd faded to a dull murmur, and all I could hear was the pounding of my heart. My eyes scanned the room, searching for a familiar face.

The ladies left the room leaving I and Amma alone. "Why do I need this much clothes!" I muttered looking at her as she smiled. "This is what your husband wants so I do not have any choice than to obey his command" she said throwing a red side slit bodycon gown at me "Try this on and go show him" She said as I hesitantly wore the red dress not comfortable with the idea of going to show him each outfit I tried on. Trying all outfits Amma brought which took not less than two hours Edde rejected close to fifty percent of them which made me sad as he rejected most outfits that I liked.

Amy had to crush down a wave of the purest, most painful jealousy. Aminata had returned to the unwanted armchair to drop her cloak over it. The complex garment beneath turned out to be three garments, a kaftan-like robe whose sea-green silk was shadow-striped with indigo and gold, a long skirt of the same material, and a scarlet silk shirt. The copious sleeves of the kaftan dropped in supple folds over the long scarlet sleeves of the shirt, and the whole effect was so brilliantly exotic that Amy found herself staring again.

Amara's POV I felt like a cheap wore in the dress that Dee selected for me. Though Mariam tried her best in making me look good, I still felt disgusted. I tried to act numb, ignoring Dee's sly remarks but it wasn't working. All I wanted was to shove a knife that I had sharpened to my satisfaction into his neck. I imagined how horrified and scared he would look knowing that death was ready to receive him. He had informed me that it was going to be a nice party but I wasn't convinced. As far as it had to do with him in the mafia, all parties were the same. Only the arrangement and dresscode differed.