devilbatgirl16

You groaned as the Asgardian tailors made about a thousand of alterations on the dress you wore. Apparently they had measured you wrong and the dress was shorter and tighter. You looked like a giant in the golden dress that you wore. You had such high hopes for this dress as well. The fashion designer had shown you pages of drawings of the dress and how it'd look on your body. Looks like you shouldn't have gotten your hopes up. The tailors were now by your feet, writing down on their clipboards how much fabric they should add and by the end of the session, they agreed that they should just start over. They left, shaking their heads and mutt