Maid Uniform Novels & Stories

I'm sure the different styles and colours acted as rank identifiers. The first maid costume was rather simple. It was a black and white French maid apron, white headband, bowtie, white elbow-long gloves with little black bows at the back of the wrists, and white knee-high socks. Their shoes were black block heel Mary Janes. There were a lot of servants dressed like that.

Somehow the maid convinced Jasmine to put the bustier thing (which she called an overnji) over the bandeau and at least look at it. “It’s very respectable,” the older woman reassured her. “My daughters wear it all the time.” “I look like a harem girl,” Jasmine muttered, staring at the midnight blue overnji and white bandeau she’d been conned into. Wiley smirked and grabbed the dark blue sash. She wound it low about Jasmine’s hips and knotted it. “There,” she said, putting her hands on her hips and standing back to look over her creation. “Now you look like a harem escapee turned pirate.”

It fits perfectly on her as she stood up hurriedly and glanced at her mother. Her mother was wearing a simple ivory top and a sapphire coat that matches her pencil cut skirt. She was also topped it off with a simple shoes as she smiled lovely to her daughter. “You look lovely today, I am sure the four families would be happy to see you again. You missed out other times,” Marina said then held Marian’s hand. Marian puts her right hand above her mother’s and nodded.

Amara asked with a teasing grin. ‘Damn! What the hell is wrong with this woman?’ “No, you can’t wear that, I said—” He shouted without thinking. “Well, why? I thought this was my uniform?” Amara said, confused. Xavier sighed and then looked at her with more resolve. “I gave you that to annoy you. I didn’t expect you to be this stubborn and actually wear it. And that’s not a maid’s uniform.” He explained, leaving Amara more confused. “T-that’s a—uhm... well, I asked a friend to get me that from a... from a sex toy shop—that’s what women wear when they and their partner want to play—you know, role play... sex games... it’s a costume...”

I sat up in my bed feeling groggy with my hair in a frizzy mess, "Fine..." I got up and sat in front of my dresser while a maid brushed my hair. As she did, I saw another maid enter the room through the reflection in the mirror. She was carrying an outfit I hadn't seen before, "What's that outfit?" "This is your uniform, miss." "I have to wear a uniform?" "Yes, miss." After the maid finished brushing my hair, I turned around and had a good look at the outfit I had to wear. It was a knee-length blue skirt with a matching blue blazer, a phoenix embroidered on the chest, and a tie.

Maria welcomed the idea of embarking on such a thrilling escapade, sneaking out of the group, exploring hidden spots, and creating memories that would bind them closer together. Maria wore her signature outfit—her favourite skirt and blouse—which always made her feel confident and beautiful. Her blouse was a vibrant shade of red, perfectly complementing her dark hair and radiant smile. It fitted very well over her slender frame, showing off her graceful breasts, which were confined in her bra beneath the fabric. Satish noticed how stunning she looked, and admiration filled his heart.

With cautious steps, Fea navigated the smooth corridors of the White Fur Packhouse. Her eyes were downcast, and her shoulders were slightly hunched to give the impression that she was smaller. Blend in, move like one of them, and avoid drawing attention to yourself. That was the aim. The basic outfit of the maid's uniform consisted of a brown dress, an apron, and a cloth cap to conceal her hair. Although, she had the same appearance as the others. Her mind was more active than anyone else's.

Rivero said, smiling. I was about to head for the door when Mrs. Rivero stopped me. "Oh, nearly forgot. You have a dress code." she added. She clapped her hand and 6 maidens came in, carrying each piece of uniform separately. One maiden was holding my black, high top, Dr. Martens shoes, knee-high socks, mid-thigh skirt, tie, and my cute school jacket. I gasped, the uniform was beautiful. It was like those uniforms you see in movies or in animation books. Those super cute uniforms that every girl in the world dies to try on.

They all followed after the maid; she could hear her warriors murmuring to one another and taking note on everything they’ve seen so far. Mia’s warriors were all women who wore tight-knit clothing, leaving their bellies bare, and showing off their feminine physique. They needed this type of clothing so they could move easily; their bodies were their weapons; however, they kept actual weapons attached to their backs. Some had swords, others had bows and arrows.

And so, the day came that Mariana finally had the chance to wear her uniform. "At long last!" Mariana exclaimed. The ladies' uniform included a white collared shirt, light blue vest, light blue ribbon, white pleated skirt that with a light blue hem, and light blue robe. Her uniform came from a package from Arcanus, too, which was fortunate for her as she wouldn't need to buy it anymore (Mariana doubted she could buy it with her own money).