In Onepiece Novels & Stories

Chapter 39 Ava took in a deep breath, staring at the mirror at her image. Was she too much? Perhaps she was doing too much. Her eyes ran down the monokini she wore. It was a one piece that covered my breasts in a rather modest way. Her belly was exposed through an opening and the black material slid down her hips, covering her backside.

Darius kissed her forehead before following me out of the room. “Did you pack the thing we got her?” I whispered to him. “Yes. Just hope she’ll wear it. It’s going to look fucking hot.” Darius sighed. We all collectively groaned, thinking of the swimsuit we bought her. “What is this?” Riko questioned, stepping into the room in the suit. Fuck, it looks even better than we hoped. My dick is already straining in my trunks. It's a one-piece with a cutout in the front and back with a drawstring detailing at the chest, putting her breasts on perfect display in vibrant forest green and black color combo.

I just hoped Kourtney wouldn't kill me, seeing this outfit I wore. The one-piece I had was a navy blue, having a text 'beach please' imprinted on the bust area. The piece accentuated my curves and made my legs look a little longer. I hoped this one was Instagrammable enough because there was no way in hell I would put myself in a bikini.

Walking on two legs I approach the thatched hut at the end of the beach. As if she were expecting me, Ona is standing behind a bar, shaking something inside of a strange, round, hairy object. Her scales form a small two-piece outfit, orange and red with touches of hot pink and gold. Her slick black hair is shaped into a bob, and her black horns curl back gracefully towards her deep navy wings, following the curve of her head and stopping just short of her shoulders. Without looking up, she grabs two tall glasses already edged with salt, and from a small hole in the hairy sphere pours a good amount of milky substance into each.

"Oh, believe me. It's gonna fit you." Ondina went down the hall and into the bathroom to put on the dress. Camie you better be right. Because if this is too tight. We gone fight. She opened the door to the bathroom and walked out with her arms hugging her body. She headed back to Camille's room and watched Camie examine herself in a large sized mirror in the outfit of her choice. It was a silk rose gold spaghetti strap mini dress that stopped mid-thigh and hugged to her hips and bottom like a second skin, while around her breast, it lay loosely just enough to graze her nipples. Making them peak.

I found myself waiting in a room that closely resembled a futuristic hospital, reminiscent of scenes from science fiction Hollywood movies. Clad in a one-piece garment of soft blue hue, seemingly selected for its comfort by those who escorted us here. They even offered me easy-to-wear one-piece shoes, their thin soles remarkably comfortable.

I honestly didn’t think she had anything to worry about because, strangely, I felt an attraction towards Dione. It was a few minutes to 7 now, and the nervous feeling I had all day only seemed to increase. “I’ll be back,” I said and made my way back into the dressing room to get changed into my gown. It was a strapless champagne petite gown that hugged my hips perfectly, showing a bit of cleavage and thighs for a little enticement and nothing else. “What do you think?” I asked Maya, taking away her attention from her phone as I twirled around, my Louis Vuitton heels clicking against the marble.