Cinderella's Dress Novels & Stories

“ Trust me, Aaron is not going to be impressed by your usual ‘I just rolled out of bed’ look, spice things up a bit, you don’t have to look like you’re sense of fashion was burnt out” “Ouch, Rude!” She began rummaging through her closet, pulling out a stunning red dress that looked like it belonged on a red carpet. “Try this one. It’s designer, and it will make you look like a million bucks.” I hesitated, feeling like Cinderella trying on the glass slipper. But Faith’s enthusiasm was infectious, and I couldn’t resist the prospect of feeling like a princess for a night. I took a deep breath and let her help me into the dress, feeling the soft silk hug my curves in all the right places.

Only she knows the answer to that, and we were not to question her decision on it and to just go with it as it will be worth it in the end. I need to hurry and get my dress on if they are leaving soon, and the drive will only be a few minutes too. I get my dress out of the dress bag, and I admire it quickly on the hanger before I get into it. Removing the dress from the hanger I unclasp the back and step into it. My dress is a full-length ball gown with a blue silk taffeta skirt, with a high waist ruffled belt, a full beaded bodice, and spaghetti straps. The back of my dress is another story. It has a train just like Jen and Selena. But it has this big ass motherfucking bow that is linked to

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.

There's no balloon since Diana wasn't a fan of balloons during birthday parties. --------- Yennifer POV I was like Cinderella in my evening blue gown where mom Arcela let me borrowed her party dress. I paired it with two golden high heels and position myself in front of my whole body mirror. I dance and project in front of it like a model while wearing the face of a great attitude. While I was busy looking at myself, I almost twist my heels because of my weak feet who hated surprises. I saw Gerald near my door staring at me from head to toe. He's leaning there like he's enjoying the picture in the mirror.

Jane explained while catching her breath. She stood in front of him and when Jane met his gaze, she caught Lance staring blankly at her. Why won’t he when she’s looking pretty with the blue dress that Eric sent to her? Her dress is above the knees. The waistline is perfectly fitted around her, while the upper part is a bit lousy, highlighting her beautiful bones; her neck, collarbone and shoulder. The elegant dress gave justice to her hour-glass figure. Aside from that, the color compliments her white pale skin. She is also wearing silver shoes which were sparkling whenever a light illuminated on it. Her dress is like the modern version of Cinderella, while her face resembles Snow-white.

It’s not like I can control who Zola was mated to. My dress arrived a few days ago. It is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen, never mind worn. A pure white princess dress with a sweetheart neckline. The bodice is decorated with crystals that illustrate the different phases of the moon. I have tried it on several times since it arrived. Lily has helped me each time, as I am all fingers and thumbs. But now I feel confident I could do it alone.

The air is thick with the mingling scents of lavender, jasmine, and the earthy perfume of freshly cut roses. Finally, my eyes fall upon the dress. It's not just a gown; it's the epitome of a fairytale brought to life. Designed to shimmer and glisten as I move, the fabric twinkles as if woven from strands of moonlight. The bodice is adorned with tiny, intricate crystals that transition into a skirt of cascading lace, as if frozen waterfalls have been captured in textile form. Cathy steps back, seemingly pleased with her artistic endeavor. "Look at you. You're Elsa—stunning, regal, and utterly captivating."

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?

"Of course, Cass. I'd be honored to help you find the dress of your dreams." Over the next few hours, Cassandra tried on an array of stunning gowns. Each one accentuated her beauty in its own unique way, but Elaine could see that there was one particular dress that made Cassandra's eyes sparkle with pure joy. It was an ethereal ball gown with delicate lace sleeves and a flowing train that seemed to trail behind her like a river of silk. As Cassandra glided around the fitting room, Elaine's breath caught in her throat. It was a dress fit for a fairytale princess.

And kissing him will ruin the little progress I have made. My gown was a bit on the tight side but it wasn't uncomfortable. It exposed my breast a little too much but not enough to be counted as indecent besides I love it. The dress is like a dream come true. I remember wanting a dress similar to this when I watched Cinderella. I think every little girl wanted a dress like Cinderella's. The dress has a cape but I am still yet to figure out why Lara didn't want me to wear the cape.