Costume Undertale Novels & Stories

I stayed as long as I dared before getting out, towelling off and drying my hair just enough to pass as decent before throwing it back into bun. Knowing I couldn’t put it off any longer, I unzipped the garment bag and took a step back. It was short, red and sleeveless, its fabric some kind of clingy, expensive satin. It looked like a piece of lingerie rather than dress fit for dinner, but that was my uncle’s taste and this was his house. I hesitated, noticing the small bag slipped around the neck of the coat hanger. I took it off and opened it. Molly had bought me a set of clean underwear.

I checked the price tag and I opened my mouth in shock at the price . One eighty dollars for just underwear ? Well, I was rich seeing as my dad has been around for a long time but still not rich enough to throw money around . ' Oh . You have to pick this Nym . It will look nice on you . ' Nyla said holding up a red corset and garter that I was sure will look nice but only when I wanted to seduce someone . ' I don't think so Nyla . ' I replied gently . ' Don't worry . I will get them for you as a token of our knew friendship . '

“Dear sweet couples, Pollyie had already sewn your costumes for the dance night. You may tell Pollyie if your costumes do not fit ahead of time.” ---~~~--- When they got home, they saw a big box delivered at the front door. Bobby brought it inside while Tiffie took the cutter. Excitement went through her veins. Quickly, she slid the cutter at every side of the box to cut the transparent tape. Carefully, Bobby opened the left side of the box. They rubbed their eyes out after they saw their costumes. It has a black Venus-cut dress decorated with little diamonds. The red curly frills were attached to the edge of the dress. Bobby took the V-neck white Long-sleeves and black slacks. Then, he glim

A large black box rested carefully on the center bed with a matching mask placed neatly above it. Clara walked toward it slowly before opening it. Inside rested a fitted dark red outfit designed with luxurious elegance that looked more like high-end costume theatrics than childish design. The fabric looked expensive enough to belong inside a runway collection while the matching mask carried delicate gold detailing around the edges. A smaller card rested beneath it. “WEAR YOUR ASSIGNED COSTUME BEFORE THE GAME BEGINS. AWAIT FURTHER INSTRUCTIONS.” Each of them was given a box with different costume inside. Almost one hour later, the atmosphere across the yacht had changed completely.

I nudged her to stop. Olly walked in, not caring that most girls were naked and he handed costumes to us. Mine was a shiny smooth black leather, with straps and buckles, a low-cut neckline, and a short skirt that would barely cover my hips. "I…I can't wear this," His eyes bulged with anger "You must wear it." "But I thought Axton had excused me from all activities here?" He sneered, followed by a bark of laughter. "Sorry barbie doll, I don't see any Axton's here. Obey and shut the fuck up or I'll give you an ass-kicking so hard you won't be able to sit down for a month."

I nod and head up the stairs past the cauldrons with dry ice making them look like they're bubbling and the random skeleton pieces laying around. I enter my room and can smell faintly Lily's sweet scent. Against my will, my cock begins to harden and I push those thoughts away. I don't have time for a cold shower. I eye the costume on my bed, it's a mass of white polyester. I hold it up and my brain refuses to register what this is. That can't be right. I thought she'd make me a pirate or an astronaut. Something cool. Not a fucking buck tooth snowman.

Showering quickly, Clare towelled herself dry on a large, fluffy white bath towel and went back into the bedroom. She took the small square box and placed it on the bedside table, then tore the gold wrappings from the larger rectangular box. Inside were the usual layers of white tissue paper. Searching among them Clare pulled out a white lace unitard — a nylon leotard and tights combined into one garment. A neatly hemmed hole had been cut out where the crotch should be. The box also contained a pair of white, patent-leather high-heels.

Anthony enjoys deep throating with more focus from my lips than tongue. Dedra helps me out of my wedding dress, undergarments, and accessories. After I clean the makeup off my face and wash the hairspray out of my hair before quickly blow drying it. I do a quick once over to make sure my bits that I liked shaved and groomed are good to go. I slip into the cream colored sheer teddy. No thong or panties, I’m not surprised. Dedra looks me over as a smile crosses her face. “You are ready, Unicorn.” Dedra beams her approval.

Now, here we are, the time finally here, and my heart’s racing like I’m about to step onto a stage. I slip into the Jasmine costume in our shared hotel suite—Mom and Dad in one room, Luca and me crashing in the other with the pull-out couch for him. The teal fabric hugs my curves just right, the halter top dipping low enough to show a hint of cleavage, the pants loose but sheer in the right light. I adjust the gold headpiece, letting my dark hair cascade down my back. Luca knocks softly before poking his head in. “Ready, Princess?” His voice is light, but his eyes linger a second too long on my outfit. He’s decked out as Aladdin—baggy pants, open vest showing off his toned chest, that fake s

The bulky suitcase that Edward dragged when he set off turned out to be filled with costumes and masks? "And what about the Thousand Umbrellas?" Lucia couldn't help but ask. "I also asked Mr. Martel about this, and he said that it was ordered by a merchant who made cosplay props on Taobao earlier, because he also bought other clothes, and the boss even gave him a discount, and he won the ...... for less than 500 thousand." There was an eerie silence. After hearing this, the people present did not cheer, but stared at Nayon with an indescribable look.