Seventeen Dress Novels & Stories

he says. We share a kiss and walks me to his closet, "Rowena got you a dress, I hope you like it, we have an hour before we leave for the meeting," "I'll be ready before then," I reply. I watch as he pulls the dress out of his closet, it's a red pencil dress with long sleeves and a round neck, very modest and sexy. I hand it to me, and I check the tag and my eyes widen. "This is Louis Vuitton," I gasp.

Happiness POV Age 17 “Oh baby, you look stunning." My mom, Daisy, gushed at me. I scan down my outfit for today's event, and I'm quite satisfied with what I'm wearing. A halter neck styled Tosca dress that crosses over to the front, fitted waist, leg slit. This should be appropriate enough to attend one of the biggest events this year.

He was obviously working on both Mistyca and LC’s affairs and often was the last one to leave. I plan on using that piece of information to my advantage. Quickly, I rush towards the studio room where all the costumes and dresses for adverts are stored. Once I find the rack of dresses, I search for the one that was in the video. After a good five minutes of searching, I finally find it. My throat goes dry as I look at it. It’s a crimson red dress that is completely backless, its waist cinches in the middle and it has a halter neck which leaves the shoulders exposed.

"How did he know my exact measurements for everything? It’s like this dress was made just for me." Brandon smiled, a touch of pride in his voice. "Ethan pays attention to details, that’s for sure." Britney’s dress was a deep blue velvet that fit her like a second skin, highlighting every curve. The strapless design and sweetheart neckline framed her shoulders and collarbones perfectly. The bodice had a subtle ruching that added texture without overwhelming the sleek silhouette.

"I don't think I can wear a fourteen year old's dress." Hesitantly she laughed with me. "Don't worry, you have to see it first." Easily Sade pulled out the dress from the black bag, and my eyes bugged again. "You wore this when you were fourteen?" I laughed. She rubbed the back of her neck shyly. "I was going through a faze." It was a beautiful dress, but for a women, not a young girl. It was a short a short silver sequenced dress. It had thin straps with a v-neck collar. Not leaving much to the imagination.

Nine Years Ago-Age Seventeen I had to admit, the dress was hot. It was prom, after all, I had to look good. Dave Rockwell had asked me to be his date. I was never one of those girls who struggled for popularity, but when the linebacker of the football team asked me, little ole Summer Quinn, well, I'd been excited to say the least. Me and Dee had gone shopping with Ian's mom for a dress. It was navy blue, fell to my knees like a cloud, and crossed at the breasts to tie behind my neck. It actually made me look like I had breasts.

But my sanity wasn't allowing me to do that. I thought and thought. A devilish smile appeared on my face as an idea popped into my head. I ran toward the closet and pulled out my dress one by one. Finally, I found a beautiful red colored short dress which I got on my seventeenth birthday from Reema. I had never got a chance to wear that dress but tonight was perfect to wear. After taking a quick shower, I put on red lacy underwear and then the super sexy red dress. It was a bit tighter as I grew up in one year. It adhered to my body like a second skin and pushed my boobs up, making them look prominent.

The garment, a delicate shade of peach, harmoniously complemented her ethereal fair complexion, enhancing her natural radiance. Her dark hair, usually styled in an elegant updo, flowed freely down her back like a starry night sky. A subtle touch of makeup graced her flawless visage, accentuating her captivating features. Despite her tender age of seventeen, the silhouette of the dress gracefully embraced the maturity of her physique, exuding an air of sophistication and poise.

***Present Day*** It turned out he wasn't messing with her because seven days later, Avery had on a wedding dress! The dress was a masterpiece that seamlessly blended elegance with her mom’s specific wishes. The deep V-neckline plunged just above her chest, trailing down to her abdomen, revealing a subtle hint of cleavage. Despite the beauty of the gown, Avery felt a wave of discomfort. The amount of exposed skin made her uneasy, but she couldn’t bring herself to defy her mother who said she needed to charm David with her body.

Hayden winked. "Eww...I'm a teenager, pervert!" I said. "So? You are turning 18 in a couple of months, so it's a fair game to lust over your body," he said and ducked as Alison threw her water bottle at him. Such an imbecile. I rolled my eyes and went inside the fitting room to put the dress on. I don't know why I was listening to him anyway. I must've gone crazy. I looked in the mirror and was surprised to see how good the dress looked. It was a light pink chiffon skater dress with a deep V-neckline. The wrapped waistline hugged my waist and the top half accentuated my breasts perfectly without revealing too much.