Medusa Costume Diy Novels & Stories

Minutes later, my door was pushed open and Kaden came in. I immediately wiped my tears with the back of my hand and sniffed. "You made me laugh today. Some nerve you've got there. Check it out. Don't know if it'll fit though. It was made in a rush." He said, as he threw a light netty material on me. I pulled it off and down came layers and layers of clothing. "What's… what's this for?" I croaked out. "It's a Mina Costume." "Mina?" I asked still in confusion.

With the pattern of a monarch butterfly dripping in blue, it matched the stage name I’d given myself when I started working here four months ago. After spritzing myself down with some scent-blocker, I waved at Pixie, a red-headed vixen whose body piercings garnered so much attention I briefly debated getting my own done, and Mermaid, a dark-skinned Goddess with curves that would make any man or woman’s mouth water. I slipped on my mask and my favorite pair of pleasers. Two butterfly wings sprouted from the back of each one, completing my look.

Jessica’s P.O.V “What’s your…who are you wearing?” Over the upbeat music spilling from the speakers, I almost knocked my drink to the ground as the tiny voice behind me startled me. “I don’t know who this is?” “Hi, birthday girl.” I smiled, ignoring the red stain on the gold color chlamys which was draped around my body and clipped on my shoulders. Beneath the chlamys was a pure white chiton that hugged my every curve. With the golden leaf tiara on my head and golden bracelets around my arms and ankles, it should be easy to realize who I was cosplaying but I guess Mina didn’t know.

“So relax, as you can see this our portfolio and have an impression of our work and a range to choose from.” The next hour is spent with the three doing my face, hair and nails. I can agree they are professional expect for Mr. drag Queen who doesn’t hide his anger when he tries to tell my hair to speak to him and realizes I haven’t had a haircut in a long time and due to stress the crown area has thinned. They also have a red dress that Quinn bought. It is a mermaid dress, with long sleeves, shiny crystal beaded on the right side of my chest and arm and a split that goes up to my inner thigh, not my style but I like it.

I lift both hands in the air and let them free-fall by my side, sighing heavily. “Fine. If that’s what you want you.” “It is what I want!” In less than no time, I'm settled in the dress. It’s a fitting mermaid dress with intricate hand-sewn beading. I stare at my reflection in my mirror, smiling. I look stunning! “This dress was made for you, Aurora. You look stunning.” I flash her an uncomfortable smile. “Thank you.” I’m still not comfortable with the fact I’m wearing a white dress with her, but it’s what she wants. She guides me to sit on the nearby chair so she can do my make-up. “Rhea.” I call, looking at her.

“I dunno, Mum, it sounds kind of scary to me. Your family treats people differently but other clans use them in terrible ways.” “That is what I mean to erase. No one should fear living this life. I can’t make the world perfect or a utopia, but I can make it safer for all.” “We better get going, Mum. They are going to start the Feasts without Us all.” Alexandre came in and she too had chosen the black dress out of her selections. Her figure was hugged by a mermaid cut dress with gold inlays for the buttons at her neck and down her back and a tall neckline topped with black red lace. The skirt had a peekaboo red lace that only showed when she took a step. Her hat was black lace over her forehe

In the end, Brayden had been partially right about Claire wanting to dress up as something sea-themed for Halloween. Instead of a mermaid, Claire had insisted on being a starfish. A bright orange starfish body suit transformed her into a five-limbed sea creature. Each stubby “arm” was one of her own, and her little face peeked out from the center, framed by fabric that sparkled faintly under the lights. She waddled around like a drunk marshmallow, and every time she tried to run, she'd eventually topple sideways. She didn't care. She was delighted.

He returned accompanied by a pair of older fellows and was holding a metal box in his hands. The metal mermaid alumina; it was called that because it was made from the scales of Sea Kings which were 100ft tall mermaid shaped creatures that had tridents for arms. Xasha wanted one of those tridents, the metal was the best Xasha had known for storing and channeling mana to cast spells.

Halloween costume and a dominatrix, complete with black fishnet stockings and a large black flogger. They’d taken off my handcuffs, which now dangled from the leading guard’s hands, so with slow, careful movements I took off my dress and laid it, thinking of Chloe and Grace and our shopping trip, next to the costume. Then I sat and took off my shoes and sheer stockings. I saw I could leave my bra and panties on, which was something, I supposed. The black vinyl dress with its multiple straps went over my head and zipped up the back. (I didn’t ask for help with it.) Then came the fishnets and a pair of ridiculously high black stilettos boots I swear took five minutes to lace up. I stood.

she ordered his colleagues. They came over swiftly, holding her arms and legs. They were stronger! Her struggles were useless against their power. “Please… she begged … don’t do this.” She cried as he stood over her and unbuckled his belt. “You need to be taught a lesson. We are Medusa’s princes , others are bastards!” “.. I’m begging you... Ple…” she was interrupted by another blow on her face. She was numb for a few seconds, she could not cry or shout or think or do anything.