Monsters University Clothes Novels & Stories

"I still feel a little, obsolete, I guess, not wearing anything on a day like Halloween," I say, seeing as how many of the other teens in school are a little more special looking with colors they don't usually have placed into their attire. That's just the tame side of things, while other teens have gone all-out with the constumes. There's a T-rex and a fariy queen chatting and walking by, and in one of the doorways I can spot a teen in a bee costume. There's even a teacher who has a crazy-scientist wig on, who is merrily talking and holding up a pumpking for another faculty member, dressed in the star and moon robe of a wizard.

"This one's too plain, this one's too dark. this one's too boring... My goodness! Who bought these clothes for you? What kind of aesthetic sense is this! I don't even need to ask. It must be your dad! Has he forgotten that you're only 4 years old, not 30?” Miranda complained as she rummaged through the closet, before finally picking up a piece that she was most satisfied with "Wow! This one's so cute!" This is a white short-sleeved shirt, with a hoodie with two long bunny ears, matching with the overalls. The overalls even had a large pocket on the front, like Doraemon.

Old habits die hard. I push myself up, wincing when my muscles complain all at once. My body argues, but it listens. It always does. I grab my toiletry bag from my backpack and sling it over my shoulder. The Academy issued a T-shirt and sweatpants to everyone. They are folded neatly on the chair. Instead of taking any of my clothes, I choose them, as I will wear them later, so why go through a clothes-changing parade? I step into the hallway. Still quiet.

The new freshman are left in awe, and lots of them are wide-mouthed as they watched the arrivals. On first days like this, students are required to wear the University uniform . The girls changed inside the helicopters, and as their helicopters landed, they made their dignified appearances one by one. Zenni was first. The buttons in front of her shirt is open cos of her Small breàsts, but thanks to her dark blue suit, she looks sèxy as fûck. Fishnets under her pleated skirt. As she walked, her ass walked too. She's heavily endowed with butt.

Thistle buzzed happily around my head, whispering, “He liiiikes youuu.” “Damn right he does,” I grinned, slamming the book shut and spinning toward my wardrobe. “Okay, goth baddie armor time.” Uniforms? Meh. But custom uniforms with black fabric, tiny skulls stitched into the trim, and a perfectly pleated skirt? That’s more my vibe. I pulled on the shirt, tugged the skirt over my hips, slid on my black thigh high socks, and laced up my purple combat boots like a warrior goddess headed to war.

Artisan high. "Don't question me just do as I say, here." She handed me a black bag. "What's this?" "Look inside." I did as so and brought out a uniform outfit. "That's your new school uniform, you'll resume on monday, I don't want to hear any question or any objection regarding this." She got up and left. I held the uniform in my hand, it was a red and black color. The skirt was a vertical striped whine and black colour, the shirt was white, the blazer was a whine colour, and so was the socks and baret, the sweater was a mixture of whine and black.

I chuckled as I watched him. "Don't be too surprised, Mom, it's our everyday look," Thor added. They're both dressed in their Kindergarten uniforms. It's so small and cute, a checkered short and white polo with a cute checkered red tie suit both of them. "Boys, are you easy?" Eugene yelled outside.

I put on the uniform that Linda (some woman who said she'll be working for us) left on my desk last night and I put it on as fast as I can. The uniform is actually kinda nice, the black skirt is short but not too much, and it somehow makes my butt bigger. The shirt is grey with a big logo and I even get to wear a cute bowtie. It looks pretty on me and makes me excited because I've never worn a uniform to school before.

The pussy hadn’t done it and I was tired of waiting. I whistled for the first time while putting on my school uniform. It could be worse. Rochester’s colors were black and white, à la Hogwarts. The girls could wear black skirts and jumpers with white logoed blouses. The boys had black pants with ties and collared shirts.

I looked away and continued eating. After lunch we went straight to our dorm, I entered my room and closed the door. I saw a uniform on my bed, I took it and looked at it. A white blouse under a white leather jacket with a black linings on its collar and sleeves on its right side is a logo of the school. Its skirt is color black, 2 inches above the knee with white ruffles at the end of it. So this is their uniform, cool. I hanged it inside my closet and went inside the bathroom and took a quick shower and dried my hair. I sat on the bed and stared at the window near my bed. I sighed. I'm hoping that everything will be okay tomorrow. I lay down and closed my eyes and everything went black.