Princesscore Outfits Novels & Stories

Her green gown, a shade that mirrored Prince Ron's eyes in her mind, accentuated her beauty, making her a vision of elegance. Princess Rose, on the other hand, was a burst of vibrant colour amidst the more subdued tones of the others. Her thick, red curls cascaded down her shoulders, a striking contrast against her light pink gown. The softness of the pink fabric highlighted the youthful exuberance in her eyes, making her an enchanting sight to behold. As the crowd murmured in admiration, their voices filled with awe at the beauty of the two princesses.

Sleeping would be nice but I would not sleep on a bare bed even if my life depended on it. I hopped off the shower, rushing to the closet where I pulled on my sexy lace underwear and bra. I would never be caught dead in awful underwear, never in my life. My skin was oiled and shiny, pulling on a tight dress that looked stunning on me. I paired it with heel sandals and beads. I was good to go, looking like a goddess, ready to take over the world. I did not need anyone, I had me. I felt a bit better, as if I could do this. My head was held up high, legs out to play as I walked out of the room as messy as it was. There was no one else on that floor, taking the elevator down. In hand was a tiny

Her golden tiara gave the final touch of her princess look. Prince Alexander was of course dressed in his finest clothes. Just like his bride, he wore all white. White slacks, white shirt, white vest and over it a white blazer made for a royal fae. On the upper left side of his blazer, there was a golden spiral design representing the Core of Life. It was the symbol of their beloved kingdom. Gold covered the tip of his sleeves as well. He looked admirable as his crown rested proudly on his head.

Deep purple gown slit at the right hand side up to a little above her mid thighs, off shoulder that she didn't even need to wear a bra, She looked hot like attending a gangster ball rather than attending some nuisance transformation ceremony. Ughh! Luna Disella gawked at Princess Reda's dress, "You look…breathtaking!" She commented, her eyes running around the dress as it fitted perfectly onto her body, Princess Reda was putting on a big ball green gown with shinings on it, also an off shoulder gown, "You look like it's your wedding day today." Prince Danks entered.

The Tosca green dress with a sprinkling of sparkling gems adds to the appearance of a more vibrant look. The second car, Mr. Kusuma and Amelia. Amelia is transformed into a beautiful princess. Wearing the boots asked me yesterday, her hair is curly with a crown encrusted with diamonds. A white stacked dress with transparent green accents, the cut is simple but elegant, making her look like Princes of the Jungle.

I cannot put them back on. I didn't have the order to touch the oils, so I leave the bathroom and head back to the opulent bedroom. The Princess sits on the edge of the big bed, legs closed and back straight. She is dressed in white silk robes which makes her look like a stunning goddess, one that is extremely dangerous if upset.

“I’m sorry, princess. The king forbade the real uniform. Said the regular one was a luxury your entire existence cannot afford.” “Give it to me.” She hesitated. “Princess… The king might punish you…” “I said, give it to me,” I repeated coldly. She quickly pulled out the actual uniform from the bottom of the trunk like it was contraband. Crisp white shirt, fitted vest, pleated skirt that would barely cover my ass, thigh-high stockings with little crest embroidery. Sexy academic fantasy shit. Perfect. I love it. She reached to help me undress, fingers already on the hem of Adrian’s shirt. For some reason, her eyes lingered…too long, too hungry…on my body.

That’s not the issue at hand now; I’ll take care of that later. I was at the mall. I wanted Princess to be dressed in what I had picked. Everything she would wear would be based on my inspiration except for her hair. I had been in this section for a while now and I wasn’t seeing anything to my taste. I wanted to be consumed by her once again. I was frustrated enough and was about to leave when I spotted a white dress. It was mini and had long ruched sleeves and a deep neckline, perfect for what I wanted to be consumed by. I didn’t wait a second more, I got it, I added a Louboutin heel and her I guess her favorite purse, Channel. I also decided to get her some flowers, princesses loved those,