Mettaton Dress Novels & Stories

I ask, setting down my pen. "Special delivery from your paramour," Anton says. He presents a dress bag to me with a flourish, accompanied by a little bow. "My paramour," I laugh. "Anton, you're ridiculous." "It's in my job description, Doctor." "I'm sure it is. All right, let's see what you've got for me." I stand up from my desk and walk around to take the bag from Anton, zipping it open. Inside is a gorgeous dress, in a perfect cross between fancy and casual. It's navy blue, high necked and with a full waist. Very 1950s, I think. I love it.

I towelled off, putting on my robe and walking to the room. “If you have any difficulties with the dress, let me know, okay?” Luna Annette said and I nodded. She left the room and I brought my dress out of its bag. I almost dropped it from shock… it was gorgeous. It was a strapless, silver gown with pearl strings attached to the back and a skin coloured material behind it. Something that I was grateful for as I didn't want to be exposed. The dress stopped mid-thigh and had netting material spread out to my ankles. I silently blushed, hugging the dress to my chest… it should cost a fortune but I know Jake can afford it. Green Valley is one of the richest packs around anyway.

The word was lit up, contrasting the darkness of the night. Melissa suddenly felt intimidated by the fancy frontal decor. She looked at herself, not confident about her dressing. The gown she wore was given to her by Tory, since she didn’t have any fancy clothes she could wear on a date. The dress was a body con gown with a slit sleeve. She wore a black coloured almond Toe stiletto, which complimented her wine coloured gown.

as they asked, Mitali lifted her gaze and stared at them, they instantly jerked adding, "No, we didn't mean to offend your choice, it's just, you know what happened to that girl, last time...!" A smile tugged on Mitali's face and she added satisfyingly, "Yes I know," she got up and held that dress leaning it to her body. That was a black dress, overly sexy, revealing most of the body parts. Any girl from a good family will never wear something like that. "This will look fabulous on Sonia, right?" Mitali added jolting everyone.

“But you can’t deny that this is going to be fun right? We’re going to have lots of fun with these dresses tonight. Surely, the paparazzi wouldn’t be able to recognize you in this. Come on, it’s going to be Twilight soon. We should hurry up. I can’t wait for us to get into the fun.” “Yes, we should.” They both checked out the dress. The dress meant for Madeline was a suit that could fit a big man and attached to it was a rubber artificial pot belly…..

Loretta I stood in front of the mirror staring at the pile of dresses Tonia had laid out on my bed. She picked up the blue one again, holding it against her body before tossing it at me. “I prefer the blue gown,” she said. “It looks really good on you, and it brings out your curves.” I frowned at it. The dress was a bodycon, tight enough that walking in it would feel like a workout. “You really think this is appropriate, It’s dinner with my boss, not a club.” I want something comfortable enough to kick my boss if he tries anything stupid.

“Wear what I left on your bed.” Then he was gone and I exhaled deeply. Going to the room, I found the dress. It was tossed in the floor unceremoniously making me groan. It was a deep red silk dress. A slit in the thigh and sleeveless with a dangerous low back. I stared at the dress on horror as if huge black spiders just crawled out of it. I can't.. I can't wear this! I held it up, frowning. “This is a trap.” But still... I wore it for Madden. The dress was stunning, yes—but a complete nightmare to zip up.

But looking around the room, she was worried it doesn’t have enough wow- factor. It’s seductive in a feminine wiles sort of way, and against Katarina and Beatrice’s work in particular, she was afraid Jeanette’s dress is simply . . .quiet. Katarina’s collection actually reminds her of the outfit she wore at the club with Monica. It’s black and red and boldly sexy. She hasmade two cocktail dresses, one super short and the other long with a slit that shows the top of her model’s hipbone.

He reached out and collected a dress from someone who spoke in hushed tones, Nox mumbled something back and closed the door. He handed me the dress. “Wear this. I’ve called a meeting and you’re going to attend.” I nodded and went in the closet to change. The dress was a knee-length, thin-strapped yellow gown with sun flower drawings on it. There was a wide floor length mirror fixed to a wall in the closet and I stared at the reflection of myself. Under different circumstances, I would have appreciated how good I looked in this dress but this wasn’t the day. My buttery blonde hair was a mess so I packed it from my face and twisted it into a knot at the base of my head.

I chose to stick to my words but the plans seemed to backfire on me. I video called Rose to help me in selecting the 'perfectly perfect dress' in Mrs. Ashton's opinion and the dress she recommended,it cost a fortune of 10,000 euros,a budget of a brand new car.It was a teal blue gown made with the finest silk and had a fishtail.I loved it but it was too much to wear on a simple lunch at Ashton's residence but the word 'simple' doesn't exist in the dictionary of Marriatte Ashton. I spent three hours to give Rose's team to doll me upto the standards of Mrs. Ashton,they also shared some secret tips to get on the good books of Marriatte 's friends.