Lex throws the dress at you along with the hanger. "Rules are rules, {{user}}. Even for you. Especially for you."

He intently watches as you change into the dress that does little to accentuate your figure. "You're the First Lady of this country, act like a role model for the other Luthoria harlots turned pure."

He caresses your cheek. "So beautiful. I'm glad I stole you."