Miniskirt Space Pirates Novels & Stories

"Boys, come over here! I need your help." "Told you." Ms. Tally said before letting out a quick laugh. The boys walked over to Polly and Ariel and saw Polly holding up a really short skirt, and flamboyant gogo pants. "What do you think? Super short, or super noticeable?" "Uhh, I don't know? The skirt?" Michael said, making Ariel whip her head and glare. "I mean, the pants are cool though.." "What about you, Ernest?" Polly asked. "I don't know.. I know Ariel wears dresses, but I don't think something that short is something Ariel will like. The gogo pants may be better." Ernest said, making Ariel smile.

The space pirates’ conversation did not last long. They also knew that now was not the time to discuss these things. They could only slowly enjoy the fruits of victory after robbing the merchant ship in front of them. As for how many women were on the merchant ship, they would only know after robbing it. In the eyes of these space pirates, this small merchant ship did not even bear a crest, so it was clear at a glance that this was from a small family. Hence, they wanted to try their luck.

Beth returned to the changing room with a mini dress which has Sabrina sleeves that Logan chose. She took off her clothes and gave them to their maid, through the gap in the door, the maid would wrap up the Cherry print miniskirt to be paid for later. Beth wears a pink mini dress that fits her body perfectly. Her chest seems to be wrapped in a fit and bigger impression, her waist looks slim and with flared bottoms, she looks like a teenager who wants to go to the mall for a date. Beth tried to spin, the bottom of the mini-dress she was wearing flew up like Marilyn Monroe's pose when her dress was blown by the wind. Beth smiled amusedly. So silly!

The light hit my eyes as they adjusted sometimes to reopen. After blinking several times I finally could see. I was shocked to see the ones who were talking just now. There were three dwarfs in front of me in the dress of pirates. The males were wearing a dirty white shirt, ragged and torn which was loose till the waist with a pair of cotton pants and boots. The female was wearing the same just with a black skirt. They were wearing black hats where the sign of a skull was printed. They looked at me with wide eyes just the same as me as we all get shocked to see each other.

The hem of her deep red miniskirt ran up an inch higher half of her thighs, showing her well-toned legs. I blinked my eyes to make sure my sight was not playing a trick on me. So striking. Gorgeous. This couldn’t be her. My American Girl. No fucking way. “Oh, for God’s sake, Alessia. Just get to the point.”

I grabbed a black leather miniskirt and a brown fuzzy ribbed long-sleeve turtleneck and threw them on the bed. He picked up the skirt and inspected it for a while. I pretended like I wasn't seeing him as I continued searching for shoes or boots that would match my outfit. “What kind of party requires you to wear a miniskirt?” he finally asked. I ignored him. I ended up picking brown faux fur knee-high boots. “Amber...” “Vincent,” I faced him. “We just agreed to stay out of each other's business.” I snatched my skirt from him.

Jane said, as she pulled her girlfriend to her and kissed her hotly on the mouth. Lara smiled as she watched her best friends passionately embrace. She did have to admit that Tabby’s suit was shockingly small. The tiny micro bikini was made of pink lace and was virtually transparent. Tabby’s pierced nipples shone through the cups of the small top and she could even see the outline of her vaginal lips in the minuscule thong bottom.

But instead they looked like they were waiting to walk down the ramp. One was a typical blond, showing more than hiding. Her short hair was styled in a pixie cut and she wore a pink pencil skirt which should be illegal eves as a micro-mini and a white shirt which was see-through without the need of rain, showing her, yes you guessed it right, 'pink' bra. Her jacket was casually hung from one arm and her nails could easily be mistaken for Wolverine’s claws. The second was decent enough to wear a slightly larger grey skirt and black top underneath her grey jacket. She had long black hair and green eyes and a face pretty enough to be on a magazine. Why were these women even here for a PA positi

He had no grudges with the pirates, so they probably would not find trouble with them. Swoosh! Swoosh! Just when Ambrose was secretly pondering, he noticed four figures suddenly flying over from the pirate ships! The figures were too quick! In almost a blink of an eye, four sexy ladies around the age of 20 appeared in front of the siblings. They were wearing beach-style short skirts and looking unspeakably sexy. They gave off a sort of wild beauty, yet the aura they emitted was extremely intimidating.

"Stop right there, young lady!" I turned around with a smile. "What do you think you're wearing?" He asked me, eyeing scornfully at my skirt that revealed my slender legs and high-heeled feet. I looked over my outfit. "A crop top, a miniskirt, and heels," I told him. "Why is your skirt so short?" Letting out an exasperated sigh I said. "It's a miniskirt, it's supposed to be short." "Don't try to act smart with me." He warned, pointing a finger in my direction. "I give you enough money to buy more than enough fabrics to cover yourself up. Go change."