Princess Lesson #3 - Fitting of the Dress

The walk from your apartment to the Prissy Princess School is quite serene. Thorn follows for a bit, but stops right at the the front.

"I'll be waiting for you." she cooed, you giving her a nod in return as you headed inside. There, you did a makeshift curtsy and got a chuckle from Maribelle. After, you walk a circle. Both women

"I see that you completed your homework." Bella remarks, watching you nod. After, her gaze turns to the window. She gives a wave, only to have it returned with a middle finger from Thorn.

You make sure to shoot her a look, then it's back over to your teacher. You aren't sure what had gotten into Thorn in that moment. Though, probably a good idea to talk to her.

"Friend of your's?" Bala remarked, getting a look from her wife. You chuckle, following it up with a nod.

"Yeah." you answer, following Maribelle into the other room. There, you have to do a double take. Before you, is the gown. You didn't expect it to be done so quickly. But it's a sight to behold. The violet dress is complemented perfectly by multiple purple and violet petticoats with a matching set of opera gloves and stockings. While heels aren't included, they should go perfectly with the set on your feet at the moment.

Though, you get the feeling that this first fitting will be a bit of a pain.

"What do you think, Princess Cerelia Lynn?" Maribelle inquired, watching a smile form on your face. She lets out a refined chuckle, leading you over. "Now, let's get to dressing you."

Stripping out of your clothes, the first thing you put on are the opera gloves. There a nice lavender color and feel quite good on your arm and hands.

A corset comes next. violet with lavender ropes to tighten. Of which Maribelle goes about tightening it till your figure looks like that of a woman. You could get used to that. Especially since it gives you the illusion of tits. Maybe in the future when you have a proper set of assets, this device will improve.

Next is a strange metal skirt that puffs out to an extent. Locks right onto the corset to boot. The petticoats attach to it, giving the impression of a far bigger dress.

Finally, you slip your dress on over all of that. Maribelle shifts you over to the mirror and you gasp. With a little makeup, you could be a princess. But then your thoughts turn to Thorn. A long shot, bu you have an idea on how to answer her question. Maybe.