Tattooed Luna by Mrs Smith

Chapter 0015
“Let’s go in there!” Emmy squealed as she dragged me into the first store. It was Varanasi. We had each picked out three dresses. All of Emmys were exactly like she talked about. Mine were all very different
styles.
The first one was a dark green thin strapped dress with a deep V. It was tight around my waist and then
went straight down. The slit came up to my mid-thigh. Walking out of the dressing room, I got up and
stood in front of the mirrors.
“That looks good.” Ace said out loud.
“It doesn’t do much for my figure but I can dance in it”
“I don’t like that for you.” Emmy scrunched up her nose.
“Oh good. I wasnt feeling it.” Now, Emmy was rocking a sweetheart strapless dress. It was a mermaid
style but she didnt have the hips to fill it appropriately. “Not feeling that one either.”
“Yeah, doesn’t do much for me.” Emmy agreed.
We went back into the dressing rooms. My next one was all black with random cut outs. It had thicker straps that crossed under my boobs. This caused them to really lift and rise. The does he game was strong. The cross went around to the back, crossed and came back to the front. The cut outs were under my chest, my sides, and most of my back. The skirt and more formed, showing off my curves perfectly. The cross in the back was mid back so the part of the skirt that was crunched together sat right about my as s crac k. There was a slit that came up to my upper thigh. Enough that I wouldn’t be able to wear panties. I felt beautiful and s exy. Defiantly not a dress An n would approve of.

Emmy walked out the same time. Her dress was a swoop neck but two very pointed edges above each breast. It was a corset style black dress. The skirt had the front lifted up and scrunched so it looked more like a party dress for salsa dancing.
“Holy f uck. Even if you don’t wear that to your party, you are buying that dress.” Emmy stopped in her tracks.
“Da mn.” Ace muttered before he started fidgeting in his seat.
“I really like that dress on you!” I told Emmy.
“Me too. It’s flattering and I can dance.”
Looking at myself in the mirror, I tried to picture myself all dolled up. Curly hair that was in a low bun with
a few lose ends. Maybe even red l*ps and shoes
“Okay, we got one more.” Emmy said excitedly.
Walking back to the fitting room, I had one more I was anxious to try on. I’ll admit I loved this black one more than I thought I would. Emmy was right. I’m buying it regardless. This next one was Scarlett red. Just like I wanted. It was a corset style that really pushed the girls up and sucked in my waist. However, it was lace and all see through. The breast were lined black but you could see my stomach until the skirt
started. The slit was wide as the lace lined the silk shirt.
Walking out, Emmy had beat me. She looked stunning in a silk dress. It wasn’t fully firm fitted and
reminded me of more like a lingerie dress. With the tiniest straps, she looked perfect. “Get some boob
tape and that’s your dress.”
“I know! I didn’t think I wanted straps and honestly, I didn’t realize they even had them.” Walking up next
to her, she finally realized what I was wearing. “Hot dam n!”
“I know! It’s se xy in its own way.”
“They are both S** y. Just a different kind of se xy!
I knew what she meant but I wasn’t sure which kind I wanted. “Screw it. I’ll get both and decide that day.”
Emmy jumped up and down with excitement. “Can we leave now?” Ace grumbled.
“Why are you so moody?” Emmy asked him as she partially ignored him.
“Nothing.” My heart ached as I knew why he was grumpy.
“Hangry?” She joked.
“I actually am. Let’s grab a bite and head out. I got work to do.”