Katara Dress Novels & Stories

I've been super careful to hide it for the past week. "When he picked you up your hair uncovered it." He chuckled. Darn. Suddenly Katy swings the door open and she's wearing the gold dress, she has a disappointed face on. How can she not like this one! She looks absolutely gorgeous! "Anna-" She sadly mumbles. "I love it!" She surprises Jackson and me. "Thank goddess!" Jackson yells. "Thank you!" Katy and I laugh at how ridiculous Jackson is acting then Katy goes back into the changing room and pulls out a beautiful red silky dress, it has a jewel outline in the top. "I wanted to see you try it on." She bubbles.

“You can go. I don’t need your help.” “As you wish.” She slammed the door behind her. So that’s how it is. I didn’t care. Let him be with anyone—as long as it wasn’t my mother. I looked into the bags Katya had brought. There was a dress, shoes, and jewelry. After taking everything out, I grimaced. The dress was bright red and far too short. The girl had terrible taste. It looked awful on the table—and even worse on me. But I didn’t have much choice. The ridiculous outfit was completed by overly bulky jewelry.

“What about my underclothes?” Katyana grinned and pulled out a small piece of fabric from inside the dress. It was made of complete lace and merely had a triangle, then strips of fabric in the form of panties. Rhae reeled back in shock. “What even is that?” Rhae twisted her mouth in disgust. “It’s your underclothes, as requested.” Katyana bowed, presenting the small cloth. “Now go on, slip them on!”

“I love that I can always rely on you. You’re the responsible one.” “How’d he even know that, though?” Kat asked. Renee looked her over. “It’s kind of obvious. I mean, look at what you’re wearing.” “What do you mean?” Kat had thought out her outfit very carefully. She was wearing a pale green dress that made her dark hair look even darker and her green eyes pop. She had on a soft white cardigan to cover her bare arms. It was conservative and cute, perfect for a wedding, but it certainly wasn’t a bridesmaid dress. She didn’t want it to compete with the bridal party.

I take the dress from her hands and walk towards Calliana’s dressing room. “Calliana, try this dress on. It’s beautiful.”I tell her, I hear her sigh. She opens the door and looks at the dress. Her eyes lit up when she saw how lovely it was, it had thin straps peach in color and lace on the chest area. The dress had sparkle to it, I knew Calliana would like it. She took the dress from me and slipped back into her dressing room, I shrug and walk back to Katie who was now looking at the shorts.

Kara countered, setting her bag on her lap as she brought out a brush for her hair. "Do you seriously want to do that now Kara?" I asked, doing a quick sweep across the room. It was at this point that I noticed what Kara was wearing. She wore a black mini dress that stopped midway between her thighs, as she paired it with a leather jacket with some knee length boots. "You look exquisite, you wouldn't dress up for me like this now would you?" I threw at her. "The fuck is that supposed to mean?" She replied while laughing. "I know you Kara, so tell me, give me the deets, I want all of it please" I urged, adjusting myself on the stool.

Katie said before showing me a dress in a hanger. It was a red, thin silk dress and I'm sure it will hug the curves of my body. It was also three inches above my knee, and it's was spaghetti strapped. It really is hot! "No, no, no! It won't suit your innocent and pure personality, Agape. Wear something like THIS!" Said the cheerful Rosseau and showed me a sweet, sweetheart dress. It's cute and it's color PINK!

“If we would have known the truth, this would be a much different conversation.” We step inside the manager’s office, which is more like a lounge with a large desk. Jasper is sitting on a loveseat with a sleepy-looking Kara on his lap. On the other side of the room, Katie is chatting with Estelle. She is looking over Katie’s arms and hands while Tyree looks on, clearly concerned. She smoothes down her skin tight mini dress and gushes to Estelle about Cirillo. “Daddy got it for me for being a good girl. It’s Alexander McQueen. Kara got a Valentino dress and new shoes too!”

Her voice emerged rough and cracked from disuse. She touched the sleeve again and again. Then narrowed her eyes suspiciously at the garment as though it had personally offended her. Someone had changed her, undressed her, and had put her in this ridiculous thing. Immediate outrage followed. Kaelara had spent most of her life in trousers, training gear, armor, and practical clothing designed for movement and combat. Dresses were reserved for diplomatic events she couldn't escape and ceremonies she actively avoided. This thing looked delicate enough to tear if she glared at it too hard.

🦋 CATALINA 🦋 I drag my feet home from the academy to prepare for tonight’s welcome party, my bag in one hand and another bag filled with what Nabi expects me to wear tonight. It’s a mini-length dress hitting mid-thigh, the fabric is short, stretchy, and light, creating a figure-hugging fit throughout the body. A branded, really fancy, glowing, vibrant solid red color, a halter neck style that plunges low down the front, with an open back. Matched with a strappy high-heeled sandals that perfectly match the red color of the dress.