Novel & Cerita Love Nikki-dress Up Queen Outfits

"You look fantastic though. Too much beauty!" Oh, come on." I blushed, pressing my widening smile to the palm of my hand. "I love the dress, it's my favourite now." "Of course you do. It is perfect for you. If you will so kindly lose the headpiece-band whatever. Thank you." "What?" My smile ceased. "I look like a princess in it." I groaned and headed to my mirror pressed on my wardrobe to confirm that. "I really do." "Yes, my royal Highness but we are keeping this effortless, you know the I-woke-up-like-this type of vibe." Nikki appeared behind me from the mirror and removed the headband with ceremony.

he says. “Hey, yourself.” I kiss him on the cheek. “Thank you.” He hugs me, then lifts me off my feet and swings. “Anything for our queen.” The girls around him gasp. I take that as my cue to disappear. Back at the Rock House, we change for Dom's party. I go with simple all-black, wearing a black pencil skirt and body suit with cutouts on my shoulders and at my waist, with knee-high block heeled black boots. I put on a layered black metal necklace, black hoop earrings, stacked black leather bracelets, and black rings on every finger and thumb. I redo my makeup with a smokey brown eye, giant lashes, and dark lips the color of dried blood. I look and feel like a queen.

Her slender hands hooked around the collar of her white blouse, feebly trying to undo it, but her dazed mind caused her pale fingers to tangle with the black buttons. The form-fitting black business skirt she wore had long since become wrinkled from rubbing against her body, and her legs, clad in black stockings, ground helplessly against each other, as if trying to conceal the longing between them. The slender high heels on her feet had been shaken off until they were a shambles, hanging half-on, half-off her ankles. If Victor still couldn’t tell why Sarah was so aroused, he’d truly be blind. That look of overflowing passion made his throat tighten, and even his domineering, reckless face b

She asked drawing him out of his thoughts again and niko cleared his throat in slight embarrassment at where his thoughts had gone to and if Reyna had been paying attention to his ears she would have seen them turn red at that moment. “Go for that one before this, black could never go wrong” his statement was not bad but somehow, it made Reyna roll her eyes as she went to change into it. Niko on the other hand had picked that dress because it was slighty free. It was the only dress that could guarantee that he would not touch her out of being unable to hold back. It was also still nice enough to make them not wonder where she was coming from. If there was one thing he was sure about these ne

Danika said happily. Sharon nodded her head and smiled. "Indeed, Sister in law. You are looking just like a Queen you are. This simple dress did not change your personality and identity of who you are." Suzan said. Livia was standing beside the couch in a gorgeous dress. Anyone who would see her, would mistake her for a Queen. She wore a royal red color dress tonight. She wanted villagers to see who was the right choice for them as their Queen. So she bought her dress herself.

Nika licked her lower lip as she eyed me from head down to toe after I slipped on the party dress that she had chosen for me. It's a silver sparkly backless dress with a plunging neckline that ends right above my thigh. "What are you wearing underneath that dress you, lil slut?" She asked mischievously. Hearing the word little slut from Nika sounds like a compliment rather than an insult. I looked down at my chest, subtly telling her to eye it too. Because of my small nipples, I can walk around braless with no one being able to tell because it would be barely noticeable, especially with the type of fabric that this dress that I am wearing and on top of that. The party will be held in a club,

“I haven’t seen anything or anyone kids, now you 7 need to leave because you aren’t allowed back here." “-The Masked Queen is a brand built by the Slim-Jim agency and from my sources, the image alone costs twenty million dollars, and with L.K being the representative it’s ten million dollars on the twenty million. That’s a lot of money to lose people!” Her loud exclamation can be heard through the speakers so I cover it in panic. “Hearing that you were able to get rights over your brand makes me curious how you did it, Slim-Jim isn’t an agency that would like to lose that much money without putting up a damn hard fight. The world is curious L.K, how the hell did you do it?”

Nicki asked as she wore her pink and hairy headset on her neck. She was dressed in her usual baggy trousers and big jacket, but this time the baggy pants and the jacket were pink and hairy as her headset. The jacket has a rabbit ears on the cap, while the crop top she wore inside was also pink but not hairy, to go with pink Snickers. Finally silver was out,she was wearing a crop top with a white mini skirt and a high boot, and she packed her hair with a white ponytail. " Do you really wanna sleep in the dressing room?" Nicki asked and silver chuckled

I want to be comfortable, but I admit the dress is pretty. “There’s a dress code. Black and white. Dresses for girls, Jo. So you don’t really have a choice,” Nicki’s voice floats from my phone, which is lying on my bed on speakerphone. “Let me send you a pic of what I’m wearing.” I groan, pick my favourite of the two dresses, and retreat to my bed. My phone pings and I grab it to take a look. “What the fúck?” I stare at the Nicki in the picture and almost get dizzy. “Are you kidding me?”

"I'll have to go back home to dress up for later but I still have five hours at hand." I looked at her clothes instinctively and found her dressed in a white sweater and blue jeans, her red hair was down in soft waves. Nikki was naturally beautiful no matter what she wore so I didn’t see the point in her changing at all. "Sure.” I shrugged. A girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do. "Dude! Stop checking me out and get going! We have a party to arrange!" Nikki joked. And then we were off to working our butts off.