Stella couldnt help but gasp at how tight the dress was, she had never worn anything like it before. Placing her hand lightly on her belly, she laughed lightly and shook her head. "Wasn't expecting it to be so tight. Back at home.. well my dresses aren't this expensive or tight," she explained to Massa with a smile. The dress was much heavier than her own but she could get used to it, though it might take a couple of days to learn how to breathe in it. Gripping the doorframe slightly as Massa tied it off, she stood up straight once she was finished and took a few slow steps to stand in front of her mirror.<br/><br/>The dress defined her perfect curves and assests, her hair framing her face perfectly as she moved a few strands to the side. Swide-sweeping her bangs before she was happy with it. Turning to look at Massa, Stella looked a bit shy as she brushed off some dust that had collected on it. "So um..do you think..that Claude will like it?" she asked as a blush burned on her cheeks. Leaving the closet with Massa, she took a seat on the edge of the mattress. Looking behind her, the light outside was dimming and she was surprised by how quickly the day was passing. Dinner would be served soon and she couldnt help but get excited as she thought about seeing Claude again.