Perona Outfit の小説・ストーリー

"Put that on. Keep the ears and tail." The "outfit" made Patrina's breath catch in her throat. A brown leather top that would barely cover her breasts, leaving her midriff entirely exposed. The matching bottoms were little more than a skirt split at the back to accommodate the tail still belted around her waist. Paw-like slippers completed the outfit. The fabric was butter-soft against her fingers, clearly expensive despite its scandalous design. "I can't wear this in public," she protested, holding the garments away from her body as if they might bite.

Shaking her head negatively, Noira replied, "You clearly have no idea how many ceremonies there are before the main event, do you?" Dirk shook his head and muttered, "No," then sat down and pulled the silk garment from the sofa. It was soft to the touch and looked very light, almost like a cloud, unlike anything else he had ever worn before. He lifted the garment, examining it, turning it slowly between his palms and admiring the delicate details carved into its length. A thin golden chain was tied to one end, and the other end was secured by what looked like an intricate golden clasp set into a black velvet pouch. The outfit consisted of four layers made of gold fabric that seemed to stretc

Christian threatened and left for his room to get ready. *** While wearing a wristwatch in her hand, Mishka was thinking about Christian’s behaviour, “How dare he!! He himself said I look cute in specs, and then he said I look ugly…” “Madame, you are looking absolutely stunning in this dark maroon dress. But what does this outfit called? I have never seen someone wearing such a dress.” Agatha asked, completely stopping Mishka’s trail of thoughts. “It’s Anarkali Suit, quite famous traditional womenswear in India,” Mishka answered and started applying eyeliner, but after a few moments, she turned to Agatha. “Agatha, do you think I am ugly?”

Jone Jackson POV "Look at this leather riding vest," Rebbie Hale says, her fingers smoothing down the tailored black hide as it hugs Jone’s broad, muscular shoulders. "I took off the heavy armor plating and extended the back train so it sweeps down your thighs like an elite warrior's tunic. Wearing it feels entirely different for this ceremony. It is the same basic ceremonial cut, but today, you actually look like a true royal omega mate."

Nothing much is different in this setting, though. Glancing at the time from her pocket watch, Tori wore a pale peach off-shoulder outdoor dress with minimal frills and ribbons. She let her hair loose with only a ruby-decorated hairpin on the other side of her hair. Her shoes with the same color as her dress but with a golden design on them, and her royal blue robe stopped at her midsection with the Rozenreff insignia embroidered at the back. Tori twirled with a satisfying feeling when she watched herself in the mirror.

“I will be back…” Polina and Aria nod. They waited for Roseanne as she changed into the clothes. Finally, after a while, Roseanne emerges wearing the training clothes. Polina straps a thick belt around her waist and Aria ties her long hair into a tight ponytail. “I look very strange,” Roseanne mutters as she stares at herself in the mirror. She is so used to wearing thin dresses that the shirt and pants are making her feel a little awkward. Usually, only men wore it and women were expected to wear the proper attire which was long gowns or dresses. The pants are stretchy and long while the shirt clings to her body, exposing her thin curves. Polina is wearing similar clothes as Roseanne but un

Lia smiled warmly. "I still remember teaching you to compensate for recoil." She mused. Dominic laughed. "I also remember missing every target." "You hit the tree." Leandro added with a grin. "The tree surrendered." Dominic chuckled. The room laughed quietly. For just a moment, the tension inside the room eased. Another set of footsteps could be heard approaching from outside. This time slower and measured. Seraphina finally entered the room, not wearing any jewelry or wearing an expensive dress. She only wore a simple charcoal-gray suit beneath a long black coat. Her long black hair had been tied neatly behind her head.

Together, we made our way downstairs to the foyer, where the rest of the family—and Aaron—were already gathering. The second Perra spotted me, she gasped dramatically. "Oh. My. God! You look beautiful!" Everyone turned toward us. Instantly, my face grew warm. "Thank you," I laughed. "You all look amazing too." And they did. Jessica looked stunning in emerald green. Perra wore a blush-pink gown that made her practically glow. Even Aaron had cleaned up nicely. Very nicely. Beside Perra, he looked surprisingly perfect. Interesting. A smile threatened to form.

Gotta hit the iron when it's hot, and Pete had already expressed a desire to retire early and spend every waking breath with his wife and daughter. Discussing hot things, I didn't half look terrible in my Kiton suit. I'd eschewed the dress shirt in favor of a buttoned-up blazer that showcased my sculpt-like chest. I stopped on the red carpet to give the cameras a gleaming white grin, one hand casually jammed into my front pocket. I caught sight of Pete and Timothy chatting up a major TV executive I'd once fake-dated to keep her parents out of her hair. Pete wore an all-black three-piece, and Timothy wore. What the hell was she wearing? Some kind of burgundy velvet outfit that coordinated wit

I returned a wide smile to my face and turned around to face them. As expected, Nino was dressed like the young son of a vampiric assassin. His outfit made me break into a genuine smile. His puffy cheeks and sharpened eyes gave him a bold, cuter look. And the expression on his face nailed it. I looked at Loretta and couldn't help but chuckle. It was the first time I had seen her in a gown. Her gown was beige and flowed around her feet. That couldn't be comfortable with how heavy it looked. Still, she looked beautiful.