Revealing Clothes Novels & Stories

“Slow.” I was wearing one of his white dress shirts, the crisp cotton a stark contrast against my skin, and nothing else. My heart hammered against my ribs, a trapped bird desperate for freedom that it no longer desired. I unbuttoned the shirt with shaking fingers, taking an agonizing amount of time over each pearl button, drawing out the reveal exactly as he wanted. The fabric slid off my shoulders and pooled at my feet, leaving me exposed, vulnerable, and completely under his gaze.

I found it quite odd at first but then I resorted to leaning onto what fate had given me, because I don't get good things all the time. There are lots of pretty clothes in the large closet too—too indecent for a nun to wear but I love them a lot. I know Mother isn't the one who kept them here, so who did? Not giving myself much time to ponder on that thought, I went in for a cold shower. One of the nightwears among the new dresses in my closet appealed to me. It's black just like my habit, but stops only mid-thigh. It shows a lot of cleavage and is a little transparent, probably the most sacrilegious thing I could ever wear.

Subconsciously, I gulped at the sight of her and I felt tempted to pull her into my arms and kiss the living hell out of her. "Why are you in this dress?" I asked but it came out as a whisper. My eyes were starting to burn just seeing the revealing clothes she wore. Her cleavages were showing and inviting. I quickly looked away but I still couldn't get rid of her scent. What type of cloth is this? Is she trying to wake me? "I can't wear clothes too? Should I pull them off?" She pouted and I shot my brows at her. What? What does she mean by too?

he opened and closed the door, the aura of the room instantly established itself, returning me back to reality. I released an amount of air that I just realized I was holding into me, "what the hell happened here?" he certainly has a certain power over me, I moistened my lips in an act of despair "what did he mean by" little revealing clothes "?" I looked at the neckline of my dress and what was a U-neckline turned into a bold V-neckline thus revealing my bra, at that moment I blushed imagining him looking at my chest, I covered them immediately. "ahhhh what a shame" said inspecting my dress again, he has a blood stain on the abdominal area.

"Barbie! Lissa! We're getting late!" Mum yelled. "I'm almost through" I yelled back. "Be fast" she responded. I took so long because I wasn't sure of what to wear or how to give a good impression. I didn't know if I was to be formal or informal. After lots of thinking and research I decided to wear a black short dress and some heels. I let my long wavy hair flow. I wasn't really used to a sleeveless dress.

But when he revealed the clothes hidden inside, my entire world of fantasies crumbled. “What is this?” I asked, my stomach churning as I examined the outfit—if those tiny scraps of fabric could even be called that. The outfit bore some resemblance to the club’s uniform. It was black and white, with a tight vest and a white shirt, but the similarities ended there. The vest looked more like a corset-style belt, and the white shirt had a deep plunging neckline, paired with a tight skirt that seemed to reach knee-length but had a large slit up the side of the leg.

"And he wants you to wear this." She stepped aside, revealing another staff member holding a neatly folded outfit. I recognized it instantly, it was something that Rhett had told me that he wanted me to wear, he had said something about loving women wearing it. But this wasn’t just any version. This was the one with a plunging neckline and scandalous slits that left little to the imagination. I stared at it, my stomach churning.

I changed into my clothes, then looked at the mirror and was surprised to see myself. I actually did not expect that my grandmother would design such a revealing dress. It was a bloody red long dress exposing my collarbone and even a glimpse of my sternum. Some parts of my back were also revealed. There was also a slit on my right side, exposing my right leg, which made it easy for me to move in this dress.

I just want to hide somewhere or may this ground swallow me wholly. "Promise," he said and a wicked smile spread on his lips. I went inside the changing room and didn't check the dress but wore it as it is. I looked at myself at the mirror and was shocked beyond my imagination. I wasn't expecting this. The dress was a set of barbie doll in black. It was very revealing. I have never wore something like this before. It was a black bra where my erect nipples could be seen and it connected with a bow at my stomach. However, my belly button was visible and a thong was attached at the bottom. It has a velvety texture at the bottom. However, my vagina was covered my a transparent cloth, so it could

Dean Unwrapping what is hidden in the box, I find a very exclusive looking red dress. It doesn't show any cleavage, has 3/4 length sleeves. The length of the dress reaches my knees and is drapped slightly at the waist on one side. But once dressed in it, I realize the cut is still sexy as it is very tight fitting and is almost like a second skin.