Nagisa Dress Novels & Stories

"I'm so proud of you, darling. Really proud. And don't blame my hands; you look so hot in that dress. I love the dress, but seeing you naked is best." I giggled despite myself and planted a quick kiss on his cheek. He wasn't wrong about the dress. Natasha had insisted on it, wanting us to dress to impress. The sleek, elegant white bodycon dress clung to my body like a second skin. It had a sleeveless design with a deep V-neckline, hugging my curves and tapering down to mid-calf length, ending in a small mermaid-style hem. Natasha's mother had even made a white sash with black trim and bold lettering that read "BEST CHEF IN THE WORLD."

Nevertheless, with the constant encouragement of Maya and Natasha, I was trying really hard to put the negative thoughts out of my head and focus on the positive. Thankfully, the positive included my dress. I ended up choosing one that was black satin with a deep v-neck, thick straps, and ruched fabric throughout that highlighted my figure without making me feel self-conscious. I knew that the dress was “the one” the moment I saw it in the window of the second store we went to. Maya and Natasha’s dresses were also amazing. Maya chose to go with a shimmery navy blue one-shoulder dress, and Natasha opted for a red skater dress that concealed her somewhat soft belly while also complimenting h

Aside from Atlas, the other two men were taken aback. Miley wore a white spaghetti strap dress, the satin silk design making her look very high-waisted. The stylist had styled her hair into an intricate flower bun, giving off a perfect blend of sensuality and cuteness. Indeed, this dress suited Miley. From the reactions of the others, she knew her look tonight was flawless. Of course, this didn't include Atlas's reaction, as this man probably only saw other women as insignificant compared to Naomi. Soon after, Nancy came downstairs, and everyone was stunned. She wore a black strapless gown—similar in material and style to Miley’s, but with a striking difference in the chest area.

Looking at the dress Naitee felt goosebumps all because it reminds her of that dark room on Maverick's third floor. " This one is a killer one. Just try it on. What are you thinking so deep? It's just a dress woman. Go and change fast until then Stella will be here as well " Flavio pushed Naitee behind the curtains and sit back on the couch in wait. Soon the curtains were pulled and here stood Naitee in that black strapped dress. The two thin straps are holding the dress on her body while the front is deep showing her cleavage. There's a slit on her left side which shows her whole left leg from her half thigh. Meanwhile, the back of the dress has one strap on the lower waist area and because

she agreed. Nina allowed Ella to spread her magic while she relaxed. "You are ready" Ella declared proudly. Nina opened her eyes and looked at the beautiful woman looking back at her. The woman in the mirror looked more convenient and mature than ever. Nina is dressed up in a beautiful red off shoulder dress which is hugging her frame like a second skin. The dress reached past her toes. It hugged her frame till her knees before elegantly flaring down to her toes. Her shapely shoulders are on display. Her makeup is light and to the point. But Ella opted for a cherry red lipstick, emphasizing Nina's bow shaped lips lips. Her hair is combed to a side and is flowing down her back till her waist.

"See I told you this dress is a damn good choice. You’ll look gorgeous. I was right." The pomegranate red dress that Alya had chosen for her was a beautiful figure hugging dress that had a thigh high slit on one side, exposing a leg. It hugged most of her figure in the right places and gave a nice view of her perfect curves. It was entirely backless, so Nandini had arranged her curls over one shoulder to show off the back. It was held up with two thin straps. The front had a small panel that provided coverage of her breasts yet pushed up her breasts, allowing some cleavage to show.

The fitting room became a sanctuary, a space where possibilities unfolded and where the reflection in the mirror reflected not only the dresses but also the love and support that Erdem showered upon me. Finally, amidst this symphony of fabric and style, a dress emerged that seemed to embody everything I had envisioned. The predominant colour of the dress is a captivating sage green, reminiscent of nature's most enchanting foliage. As the light gracefully danced upon the fabric, a subtle sheen emerged, further enhancing the visual appeal and imbuing the dress with a delicate touch of glamour.

Her prosthesis' reflection also stared back at her before Nadia turned to stare at the small pile of dresses she was asked to try out. Taking in another deep breath, Nadia wore the first dress which was a leafy green sleeveless couture dress with ruffled patterns along the waistline. The dress was long but the slits were on both sides. And when she stared at herself again in the mirror, her prosthesis was showing from behind the slits. She contemplated whether to step out or not, already picturing the disgust in Anatoly's eyes and even the designer as well. But then she just went with it. It's not that she cared about what Anatoly thought of her.

“Have I not always obeyed him? Taken his side? Cooked like the perfect wife? Did I not usually give in to his needs and satisfy his strange desires?” Natalia walks to look at her image in the mirror, touching her hair. “Maybe, maybe she is prettier than me. Or has better hair.” Natalia storms out of his room, leaving the receipt on his bed and goes into her private room. Taking out some dresses, she looks through them, hoping to get one that would scream “Sexy, but not cheap”. She gets out a brown spaghetti strap dress, a floor length one with a slit up its side, reaching her upper thigh. No plunging neckline. A bit of back showing, she smiles angrily.

Chapter 15: Nicky "Do you think I look good or are you lying to me because I'm your friend?" Nicky looked like a model who had just gotten out of Victoria's Secret runway. Her long legs, thin body, and completely symmetric face were the perfect combination. And not to mention her charming French accent, she was truly a delight. She was trying a cute little dress and cared about Gigi's opinion. Even though Gigi hadn't been studying Fashion for that long, in her friends' fantasy she was already better than Donatella Versace herself.