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He looked at his butt and felt a bit weird about his tail, he had gone through a series of mental training just to get that thing in and he couldn't lie that he was scared that it'd suddenly pop out, like, he'd be seriously fucked up. Either way, he could always lie that since he had amnesia and having observed no symptoms of being an omega he had concluded he was normal, hopefully, it would work. Anyways, back to the maid outfit, it was a bit embarrassing for a boy but Dina was once a girl anyways even if she did have a dick... still, boobs don't lie now, do they? Other maids wore different choices of outfits as they are given about 5 choices to choose from which were Victorian (morning), V

Debby strode into the room, clad in a sleek black suit that barely concealed her enticing red see-through top. Her skirt ended mid-thigh, revealing her confidence and hinting at her daring nature. The once cascading locks of her youthful hair had been transformed into vibrant, dyed pixie curls that framed her face. Every step she took emphasized her assertive presence, her waist swaying gracefully on six-inch heels. Max couldn't believe his eyes. "Debby?"

All the outfits she showed Abhi were refused. With a furious yell, she said, "You dumb imbecile, Abhi. I'll choose a member of the gang.Stop talking." She muttered, "That's very drab," as she put on the garment and glanced in the mirror. "That doesn't suit you well." With a cutesy dog smile on her lips, Sashi approached Abhi and said, "Okay, I failed. Abhi, please assist me." Before giving suggestions on which attire to wear on which day, he selected a few. "Ok, wait." Hugging her husband, Sashi remarked, "I liked your choice abhi thankyou."

What color do you think we should dress your mom in, and what color do you want as your signature color? Abi thought for a minute. "I think my mom should be opposite of yours. Since you did your mom in white and cream, let's do my mom in black and gray. Her stockings should be opposite of your mom's too, so white stockings and black pumps. I'm your queen, so I'm going to be in gold and yellow. I'll get the girls to order some assorted lingerie in their colors and sizes. Am I going to get a collar too?"

She bickered before leaving Darby to herself. Darby couldn't believe her ears. It wouldn’t be a surprise at this point if she gets hired to be Abigail's bodyguard instead. Sighing in resolve, she walked to her closet and grabbed one of the dress t-shirts her father's sister, Maureen, the only nice person in the family got her for Christmas and she paired it with a white sneakers. Darby pulled her hair up into a neat bun, sprayed herself with the perfume the same aunt got her and she stepped outside the room.

Forrest: Why like it too much? Elijah: Would you touch yourself in response? Darius: Please touch yourself, sweetheart. Wait, no, don’t touch yourself. I’ll touch you later. ;) Riko: *sigh* I’ll send pictures of the outfits not on me. I sighed and grabbed my things heading up to my room to pick out some nice outfits. Digging through my closet, I laid out four of my favorite outfits that were still nice. First was a lavender dress with a wide tan belt and a white cardigan. The second was a pair of black skinny jeans and an off-shoulder three-fourths sleeve maroon top. The third a white sleeveless v-neck blouse with a thin gray belt, a hunter green a-line knee-length skirt, and a gray cardigan

"What in god's name are you two wearing?" It wasn't the most cordial welcome, I'll grant, but it was the first thing that came to mind. Abbie was dressed in a bulky sweatsuit. Her hair was still straightened from yesterday's flat ironing, up in the same high ponytail she'd had in yesterday's pictures, and she had a touch of makeup on. Very red lipstick. Otherwise, she looked like she was on her way to a slumber party. An all girl slumber party. Full of girls she felt completely and totally unthreatened by.

The colorful displays seemed to whisper promises of joy and celebration, a stark contrast to the darkness she had emerged from. Whizz's discerning eye surveyed the offerings with a mixture of appreciation and scrutiny. He had a knack for identifying the perfect outfits for any occasion, his intuition guiding him towards choices that would perfectly capture Abigail's essence. Liya's presence was a source of unwavering support. As Abigail held up various dresses, Liya's nods and smiles reassured her that she was making the right choices. The unspoken camaraderie between them spoke volumes, a silent promise that they were in this together.

When Klaus returned, she continued to maintain her stare on him. Since it was the first product launch since the establishment of the DAB Group, the fashion show was organized in a glamorous manner and held in Taadi City's most luxurious State Hotel. The lavish show was even comparable to what the Smith Group had planned due to Gli and his team of designers exhibiting a series of new items.

There was no better way to show off than in front of Finnian. “Splendid… ” Darrian replied and got ready for some work. He took a bath and dressed in his finest casual clothes. He was in need of a new suit for the party, as well as a clean shave if he was to get the attention he wanted. He put on black slacks, one that showed off all his assets perfectly and a tight linen shirt that revealed his toned abdominal muscles. Last was the most intoxicating cologne, one that turned heads and off he was.