One Piece Top Novels & Stories

She muttered despite her mind telling her to say otherwise. "Go and change into something more decent." The short one ordered his eyes inspecting her dress. Zoey looked at her dress, they were not bad or indecent, their alpha had selected the clothes she was currently putting on despite the thousands of clothes in her wardrobe. She was wearing white Jeans and a black tank top and there was nothing wrong with it. The only slight problem is her big boobs, the top can't conceal all of them so the cleavage is there. "I have nothing much to wear and this is the only decent top I have but you can take me shopping to get decent clothes. I won't mind at all." She said in a mock-serious tone that got

"What do you think?" "Oh, that's perfect," she turned and pulled something filmy out from her dresser, "for this." She held up a fishnet jumpsuit top. It had long sleeves and a high neck, along with an over the hip cut on the side. My eyes went wide. If I wore that, the only thing covering me above the waist would be that bra. But still, I wanted to be daring. Once I had it on I turned slowly in the mirror. "Damn, girl you look good."

she says, her tone even. I scratch my neck. “I…uh.” Words seem to fail me as my eyes roam over her body. She wears a pair of drawstring pajama pants, a bow neatly tied right underneath her belly button. The pants look good, but it’s what she wears as a top that’s making my pulse spike. She wears some kind of cross between a tank top and a bra. It stops right over her belly button, the thin fabric molding to her body. Straps thinner than my pinky hold the top up, and it’s obvious she wears no bra underneath by the outline of her nipples pushing through the fabric.

She says confidently. Cai Kang turned to look at her. "You sure I could wear this?" She nodded. "You both have similar measurements so it saves me time to make another one anyway." "Alright" she replied before leaving the room and wait for Noriko to dress up. Then the door opens to see Noriko wearing a golden fish scale design kimono with koi fish at the skirt. It is quite elaborate to say the least. Ren and Toya are not wearing a kimono but are enthusiastic about the festival. When the boys notice Cai Kang, jaws dropped; One out of surprise and the other out of jealousy.

Wishing nothing but to have a closer look, I cross the remaining distance, forgetting my place as an employee. EVERY ONE of these top clothing were mind blowing. I couldn’t help but shriek for every piece I came across and when I came across one bearing Naruto’s face on it I nearly went ballistic. I wasn’t a fan of theft, but my hand’s literally itched to take possession of that one shirt that will no doubt give me unexplainable satisfaction.

he asked, his eyes raking her figure. She nodded and zipped down the overall to expose a white material. He sighed in disappointment, but soon take a sharp intake of breath when she removed the upper part to tie it at her waist, leaving the down part on. She was wearing a white tank top with no bra on, and the top molded to her breasts. She had a single trail of sweat come from the top of her neck, and it went down between her breast.

“But I’d love to see whatever that purple thing is that’s suiting you right now.” I blush, unable to hide my pleasure at his words. I back up slowly on the bed, revealing the spaghetti-strapped one-piece body suit I have on. It’s made of light purple lace all down the front, cupping my breasts, my nipples dark beneath the sheer panels of the corset. Cut outs scatter across the midsection making thin panels, tapering as it finishes in a thong that plunges to my pussy, which I realize is now throbbing slightly at the look of my shirtless mate. Perrin has gone silent on the phone, his eyes intent.

Darius kissed her forehead before following me out of the room. “Did you pack the thing we got her?” I whispered to him. “Yes. Just hope she’ll wear it. It’s going to look fucking hot.” Darius sighed. We all collectively groaned, thinking of the swimsuit we bought her. “What is this?” Riko questioned, stepping into the room in the suit. Fuck, it looks even better than we hoped. My dick is already straining in my trunks. It's a one-piece with a cutout in the front and back with a drawstring detailing at the chest, putting her breasts on perfect display in vibrant forest green and black color combo.

I'd just discovered I owned one top in three different colours and I hated the shirt. "Why are you frowning?" Valens asked. "What have I –" I held up the three tops for him to see. "I own three of these." It was even more annoying to note that the tops were open-backed. I would never be comfortable wearing them due to my scars. "And I hate them." "Give them away then," he said. I looked at them in awe. I'd never had clothes to give out before! "I'm going to get something to eat. Do you want anything?" He asked. Octavia perked up.

Perhaps tonight was about shedding that skin, about becoming someone else entirely. Next came the red crop top. My breath caught as I held it up, examining it more closely. It was essentially two triangles of silky fabric connected by delicate rope ties that rested upon my shoulders, leaving my midriff completely exposed. The back was a daring open expanse, held together by additional crisscross ropes that danced across my shoulder blades. It was more than just a piece of clothing; it was an audacious expression of confidence, demanding the wearer to embrace their sexuality unapologetically.