Clueless Amber Outfits Novels & Stories

“Oh, I didn’t mean… I was just stating… I mean, I would never…” “What would a poor, orphaned girl like you know about real crystals? Especially if you can’t even afford one,” Amber sneered, her gaze sweeping over my outfit with a critical eye. “I mean, look at your clothes. Did you raid a thrift shop or something?” My cheeks flushed with embarrassment, but still my feet didn’t move as Amber circled me and pointed out every little thing about my outfit. True, I could never afford a Swarovski crystal, but this outfit was a gift from our Luna for restoring the hem of her skirt on the fly. I had the skills and wanted to impress Luna Emily. I figured she might give me a good word for the scholars

He asked, staring at her. Sommer swallowed thickly, then nodded. You could see she was a shy girl. Everyone sat in the special area. The lights went out and the presenter began to show the designs of the different companies, until it was Amber's turn. She was nervous, her heart was pounding, and her body and stomach were churning in tangles. "It's going to be alright," Andrea squeezed her hands and Amber sighed. Amber's face dislocated greatly when she saw Astrid among the models. She looked good, wearing high heels as she walked, showing off the different designs she had made, from silk sex lingerie to costumes for special occasions.

"Should I go with red colour or amber colour?" Jasmine asked herself, confused Changing the dresses with the flicker of her fingers, she was deciding on what to wear when her head started to ache as the images of a girl standing in front of a mirror, and changing her outfits for what seems like a party, started to appear. 'Jesus! What the hell was this all about?' She thought as her head started to clear again. Looking at the red dress that had amber stones on the left shoulder and amber frills on her hand and the hem of the skirt, she smiled visibly satisfied. Just the perfect thing she was looking for.

Her only saving grace was the silken black knot which she tied twice around her waistline. Amber’s normally wavy red hair was styled in a loose coiffure. A few of her locks had escaped, they tumbled past her shoulders and touched the tops of her breasts swelling above her kimono’s low neckline. The attire was cut down one-sided to show off her long limbs and she had to make a conscious effort to walk in baby steps so as not to expose herself. She was prohibited from wearing anything underneath. She gulped. “Honey, what on earth are you doing?” it was Lola, leaning against the curtain railing of the dressing cubicle with her arms crossed. She did not look pleased.

Amber thought her heart would explode from beating so fast. She was wearing a pink off-shoulder dress and stillettos which she have never worn before. Her hair was in a messy bun and she was wearing a heavy make up that made her look like a completely different person. "You're new here?" a red hair woman just her age asked Amber. Amber nodded her head. "Y-Yeah..." "That's why. Don't worry. After this, we're millionaires. The only bad side is, if our bidder likes us, they will surely make us their sex slaves. That is why you should pray your bidder wouldn't like your service."

Today I had time to myself,not even Jeremy would bother talking down at me. Standing infront of my mirror I was pleased with the person looking back at me.No,not the broken or quiet Marie,but Isabella Rosa Morrone.I admired the outfit,a black mid thigh coat-dress with pleats on the left side and long sleeved.I am glad to be back.All I had to do was bring back my ambitious side and fix the crown.Picking my leather Estelle Couture brand bag,I walk out to the garage.I used to go with a small car coz of my disguise but today it was different.I smiled at myself as I looked at my Mercedes-AMG G63.

Carefully, she stretched the clothes in front of her body. "This must belong to that Crazy Bear," Amber concluded when she saw the hem of the sweater almost touched her knees. "Why are clothes as good as this kept in a box?" After thinking for a moment, the woman began to untie the blanket around her body. "He won't mind if I borrow." Without the slightest bit of hesitation, Amber was wearing the white sweater she found. *** “Your time is up. Come out!” Hearing that firm voice, Amber turned towards the door. While wiping her nose with the back of her hand, she left the clothes arranged on the bed.

And so, she wanted to hold on to Max to prevent herself from drowning in these scars. Amber cleared her throat and Max looked up. His mouth was slightly agape and his warm eyes roaming all over her body. The deep cobalt blue mermaid gown hugged her hourglass body shape, and the sweetheart neckline hugging her breasts forming a tempting cleavage. "I like the color. So, I'll take it." Amber commented. She spun around showing off the naked upper skin of her back. Max only grunted and didn't say anything else. Amber pouted and went back inside the changing room. She decided not to show Max the clothes she fitted in anymore. Seeing that he wasn't so interested in clothes.

It's perfect and the right amount of sexy. The girls slip their dresses on as well and I must say we all look great. Amber's dress is a mermaid style black dress with a very low open back and a sheer overlay in between her breasts showing a lot of cleavage. Her makeup is also neutral but with a deep plum lip. Her mask is silver and loaded with sequins. Samantha's dress looks made for her. It's a traditional white ballgown and she looks like a princess. She left her freckles shine through her barely there makeup and added her signature red lip to enhance her hair.

“Surprise!” I froze. Amber stood in the middle of the room wearing a lacy red fitted dress that clung to every curve like it had been painted on. The beaded holes around her stomach teased glimpses of her soft skin, and the cut pushed her breasts up high, full and tempting. She looked like sin wrapped in silk. “What the fuck?” The words tumbled out before I could stop them. I shut the door behind me quickly. “Weren’t you sleeping? Weren’t you supposed to be asleep or something?” I stepped closer, eyes raking over her. “And why are you dressed like that?”