Novel & Cerita Cinderella Live Action Dresses

~ Daniella ~ If I’m in a movie, I would consider myself in the film Cinderella with how I looked like wearing an almost similar royal blue ball gown. Imagine this was what Suri demanded on the designer for me to wear. The design was tweaked with a plunging see-through neckline that showed a bit of my cleavage. I didn’t need to wear any jewelry on my neck for it had a pseudo-necklace that was made of the same glittering fabric. I could easily say that I definitely looked like a Goddess now; a Goddess looking for some damage — in a certain man’s heart that is.

The little dwarf was childlike and playful, portrayed by a young child. But the princess? Carolyn was surprised. She took the basket and the little dwarf ran away. She turned around with a basket in her arms and looked at Carsen, "He just called me princess!" Carsen murmured, "Shouldn't Her Royal Highness change into a princess gown?" He took out a very ethereal and dreamy beautiful white chiffon dress from the basket, "Put it on." Carolyn couldn't help but smile, as she slipped on the chiffon dress.

Ruby jokes and I find myself rolling my eyes again. We forget about my growing breasts and when there is a huge mirror in front of me, I admire how gorgeous I am. The dress is a yellow silk dress that is showing a bit of my cleavage, just a bit and a white pearl necklace that embraced my neck in elegance, matching the dress and glass heels perfectly. "I feel like Cinderella already" I say, and the comment makes Ruby happy. "But don't you think this outfit would be better with an updo?" I ask, referring to my hair and I slowly turn to my side to get a better view of its length. And forget my boobs, since when did my hair grow longer?

She turned to face Reyna who hastily wiped off the smile on her face. “Layla, this is Reyna, my girlfriend. And Reyna; this is my favorite baby child, Layla.” Niko introduced. “You’re pretty.” She said, bouncing in her Cinderella gown. Reyna took a good view of the dress, noticing that it was perfectly done to her shape, in a pink off shoulder gown that stopped exactly on her wrist that has been matched up with a golden bracelet. The gown was firm till her waist before making a ball with it till her ankle.

The dress was looking ridiculously expensive looked so sexy as its silk material molded to my curves showing off my large breasts, tiny waist, and womanly curves. To match the dress, Vyom had added to the box a pair of glass heels just like Cinderella’s heels with blue straps. The same heels which he had purchased for me today. I didn’t want to get ready for him but I know even this fact can piss off his mood. I stared at the woman in the mirror. She was looking so sexy and beautiful. .

See you at the annual party, wifey. See you at the annual party, wifey. Sabrina could only cover her mouth in shock. She couldn’t speak until the box was fully opened, revealing a blue ball gown just like Cinderella’s. Then the realization hit her. Tyler’s costume is just like Cinderella’s prince charming! If that’s the case, she is Tyler’s date for the annual party. And above all, the dress he bought at the boutique last week is meant for her. Her heart overflowed with joy as they helped her put on the gown. They even added a pair of glass slippers. She felt like she was inside a fairy tale, playing the role of the leading lady.

He must not discover this whore I have turned is the same secretary that seems all shy and hesitant during the day. I feel like freaking Batman. Nah, scratch that. Even better, I feel like Cinderella, but a much more slutty one. “Climb the bed.” Thane’s voice interrupts my thoughts. His blue eyes roam around my body with a lust so clear. I do as told, the need for that big dick of his roaming inside of him fuels my obedience. “Spread your legs, sunshine.” My legs spread in front of him, creating a large distance between my feet.

They did not notice a small figure crouched in the corner of the living room, covering her ears in terror. She was still wearing the dress I had never worn before—the one that had been taken back to the mall and exchanged for a smaller size. I drifted over, hugged my knees, and curled up across from her, staring at the dress on her body. It was blue, studded with rhinestones, and very beautiful as it glittered brightly. Like the dress Cinderella wore in cartoons. Daddy had promised long ago that he would buy it for me if I passed my exam.

My stepsisters stopped fighting and turned their attention to me. “She’s really the laziest maid in this house. She can never get anything done!” Cindy said with a scoff. Mindy fell into the couch nearby, clutching the invitation that she had finally managed to wrest out of her sister’s hand. “Cindy, what are we going to wear to this ball?” Lizzy picked up her teacup, taking a short sip. “Don’t worry sweetie, I’ve already sent word to your stylists. You’ll look your absolute best for this ball.”

He kept asking what my suit would be like, if I preferred white or would I go like modern weddings where tradition is lost and they risk colors. His doubts ended when he set his eyes on my dress. Sure enough, it was white, bare shoulders, cinched to the waist by a bodice, to give way to light-looking tulle encrusted with diamonds; I was inspired by Cinderella's blue dress, but with a longer train and without so many layers of tulle. It was an expensive dress, but I didn't regret it because the sun created sparkles, literally making me shine.