Syrisa smiled at Emma and giggled at the look of surprise on her face as the dress materialized on her body. She was proud of herself, it had turned out just like she had envisioned in her mind. Every eye would be on Emma tonight and it would be amusing to say the least to see how the usually imposing warrior dealt with amorous attention.<br/><br/>The Mage knew knew what she intended to wear and slipped from the bed to retrieve it. The dress was a very modestly cut light blue. It was a match to her own eyes as the dress she had conjured was to Emma's. Comparatively she looked like a nun. Her breasts, back and legs were completely covered even though the fabric did hug her form. Once she had struggled into the dress she turned her attention to Emma's beauty again. She stepped up and tousselled Emma's blonde hair. "like I said, I do not think that you will need much makeup but what would you like to do with your hair?" to say that Syrisa was enjoying teasing Emma would be an understatement even though she knew that she might pay for it later. Still she would have fun while she could.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>