A Silly Bride
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A Silly Bride
- by HinaYui, Sep 9, 2013, 9:05:36 PM
- Literature / Prose / Fiction / General Fiction / Introductions & Chapters
“How did it turn into this” I thought to myself as the girls that had surrounded me continued their giggling and laughter at my expense. But before we get into my current predicament perhaps I should start at the beginning.
My name is Alex, I’m 18 years old and I am rather on the smallish side for a boy standing at a mere 5 ft inches. I’m also very skinny as I weigh a mere 130 pounds. I have light brown hair that falls a bit past my shoulders and some big green eyes.
I had just finally gotten my own apartment in the city which was convenient because this allowed me to be just a few blocks away from where I worked. I always enjoyed walking to work, because I always liked to see the hustle and bustle of the city streets. One store in particular that always seemed busy was a local bridal store that always had some bride and her entourage trying to find the right wedding dress.
I must admit that the whole process was rather confusing to me. Why people would pay thousands and thousands of dollars for a dress that they would wear only once in their lives was far beyond my understanding, but none the less I always did like to look in the bridal store window on my way to work and amuse myself by looking at all the silly brides trying to get into all the layers of their dresses. Unfortunately though this is what led to my current predicament.
Now you see I had been stopping in front of this bridal store quite frequently over the past few weeks and sometimes I would stare through the window for a good 5 minutes, before I would continue on my way to work and today was no different.
It all started when I was watching one bride and what looked to be the store owner trying to find just the right girly dress, with all the frills and lace. For some reason I always found this incredibly entertaining as the bride tried to keep her puffy dress under control, with little success I must admit. Then out of nowhere, I was suddenly grabbed from behind and dragged through the front door of the Bridal shop, where I was then rather unceremoniously shoved to the floor.
“We got him” I heard my apparent kidnapper say, as I recovered from hitting the floor.
“You most certainly did” I heard another voice say in a rather stern tone. “I knew we would catch this pervert eventually”
Admittedly I was still trying to recover from my trip to the floor and didn't catch the whole conversation, but the two words I did hear was “This” and “Pervert”. I immediately looked up, more in a shock and surprise kind of way than anything else and that’s when I first saw the store owner for the first time.
She was a bit taller than me standing at around a little less than 6 ft. She had longish blonde hair that she had tied back into a ponytail and some pretty blue eyes. She was also wearing a female business suit with a skirt that stopped just before her knees.
“Well pervert, what do you have to say for yourself” said the store owner, who was still looking down at me and still had a very stern expression on her face.
My head was still reeling but I did manage to take a quick look around me and saw the bride from before with a curious expression on her face. I also saw that behind me stood what had to be the store owner’s assistant and who must have also been my kidnapper. She also had a rather stern look on her face and was dressed similar to her boss although she had shoulder length dark brown hair and some dark brown eyes to match.
“I’m not going to ask again” said the store owner, who made her presence known again by lifting up my chin so that I was staring her right in the eyes.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about” I said rather annoyed. I mean first they kidnap me and then they accuse me of being a pervert. Honestly who do these people think they are?
“Don’t play dumb” said the assistant standing behind me, in a rather annoyingly superior tone “I've seen you peeking through that window for weeks now, no doubt trying to get a look at all the girls in their underwear”
“What! No I wasn't” I said starting to get really annoyed. I mean I who would do that in broad daylight and in the middle of a busy street.
“Oh really? Then I suppose you were just admiring all the brides in their pretty dresses then” said the assistant in a very sarcastic tone and with an even more sarcastic smile on her face.
“NO” I said in a rather loud tone and now getting pretty angry “I just like to laugh at all you silly girls trying on your stupid ridiculous dresses” I continued, suddenly realizing that perhaps I should of kept that part to myself.
The room suddenly went silent, as if the entire room had all of its oxygen sucked out. I could then start to see all of the girls face’s turn from a stern look to an incredibly scary sweet smile
“Is that a fact, young man” said the store owner who maintained her sweet smile all the while grinding her teeth into dust at the same time. “Well young man, my name is Fiona and behind you is my ever so sweet assistant Natalie and in case you didn’t guess, I own this store and I think we’re going to have to teach you a little lesson. So it’s going to be our personal pleasure to turn you into a pretty blushing bride today, whether you like it or not.
My face no doubt must have turned from anger to fear in that instant from what this girl was suddenly proposing. I then looked around the room and I could see the bride letting out a soft giggle with the assistant quickly following suit.
“Wha…………what are you talking about” I said with a rather confused expression on my face, that would suggest that I didn’t know what 1+1 would add up too.
“You heard me Princess” said Fiona who now had more of a wicked smile on her face then a sweet one “Seeing as you think wedding dresses are so silly, it’s only fair that you get to try one on and see what all the fuss is about”
I didn’t particularly enjoy the princess comment, but at this point my eyes darted around the store for the nearest escape route, as it suddenly dawned on me that these woman were about to make me a lot more feminine then I would like. But before my eyes had even finished scanning the entire room the assistant jumped on my back and then pinned me to the floor.
“I’ve seen that look before” Natalie said with a wide grin on her face “Brides often have that look when they are getting cold feet”
This sent a wave of giggles around the room as my face must of turned quite red from the embarrassment.
“I’m so sorry Miss Jacobs” said Fiona to the still giggling Bride “It seems that I have an unexpected emergency appointment today, is it alright if we reschedule?”
“It’s more than alright” said the Bride who then turned to look me in the eyes with a giant grin on her face “But only if I get to watch the pretty princess get dressed”
I could then see Fiona get an even more wicked grin on her face, as she turned to look me in the eyes as well.
“I can do one better Miss Jacobs” said Fiona who was obviously enjoying the scared expression on my face. “I’ll let you help dress the pretty princess if you want”
“It’s a deal” said the Bride who burst into more giggles “and please call me Stephanie”
While those girls were getting to know each other, I was getting to know Natalie all too well. I tried my best to struggle and break free, but the simple fact was that she was stronger than me.
“Alright then” said Fiona walking over to the door “If we’re going to get princess ready for her big day, we had better get started” she continued as she flipped the door sign from open to closed and then locked the door for good measure.
I was trapped now unless there was a backdoor I didn't know about, but something told me these ladies weren't about to let me find out.
“Alright stand the pretty princess up” said Fiona to Natalie who did exactly that “Let’s have a look at her”
The three girls then surrounded the very embarrassed me, as all the girls then suddenly got some very evil smiles on their faces before Fiona yelled out “STRIP HER”
The fact that I couldn't even get free from Natalie didn't bode well for me attempting to get away from all three of them, but none the less I still gave it a go though. However my pathetic attempt didn't faze the girls even a little and in no time at all I was stripped down to my birthday suit with my hands trying their best to cover up the little dignity I had left. All three girls at this point were giggling like mad as they all pointed out my very hairless body.
“My oh my” said Natalie using a sugary sweet voice “Pretty princess here has less hair then most of the real brides that come into here, Ah no offence Stephanie”
“None taken” said a still giggling Stephanie who was now also talking in a super sweet voice “Princess obviously takes good care of herself, She obviously wants to look pretty for when she finds that special man”
This caused another round of giggles and laughter as Natalie walked over to a nearby rack of assorted underwear and grabbed an incredibly frilly pair of snow white satin panties that had a big white bow in the center and a whole bunch of ruffled lace around the waistband and leg holes.
“These should fit you princess” said Natalie as she threw the panties on the floor in front of me. “Unless you would rather go to your wedding naked”
Again the girls started into more giggles as I very carefully tried to maintain my modesty and pick the frilly panties off of the floor, but as I picked them up, that’s when I noticed the back of the panties. My face instantly turned beet red as I saw that at the back of the panties there was a rather open heart shaped hole. The look on my face must have been priceless because the girls were roaring with laughter now.
“It’s so that your special man doesn't need to waste time getting you out of you panties for your honeymoon” said Natalie whose sides were almost splitting from laughing too hard.
My sides weren't splitting but my face was from the insane amount of embarrassment I was feeling, but seeing as there was really no other option besides crashing through the front display window naked. I very slowly pulled the very tight silky panties into place, which seemed to squish my manhood out of view. The girls instantly demanded that I spin around and with great reluctance I did exactly that. Natalie and Stephanie instantly fell to the floor from laughing to hard and Fiona would have joined them if not for a nearby wall that she could stabilize herself on. Because sure enough thanks to the heart shaped hole at the back of the frilly panties, my butt crack was on display clear as day.
“Hahahaha….haha..Hah…ha you’re going to make your special man super happy when he sees that” laughed Natalie who continued to find a way to make my cheeks redder and redder.
“Oh dear Natalie your making the poor bride blush” said Fiona, which of course only added to my embarrassment.
“Princess most certainly gives a blushing bride new meaning” said Stephanie still giggling at my overly feminine panties.
At this point the embarrassment was becoming unbearable and I was just about to make a break for my clothes and then hopefully a back door or something, but then Natalie grabbed me again.
“There’s that cold feet expression again, I think it’s time to make sure that Princess doesn't run away” said Natalie while tightly holding my arm.
“I think you’re right” said Fiona, who then gathered up my clothes and then took them to the back room.
When she returned she locked the door behind her, now completely trapping me inside of the bridal store.
“Stephanie I’m going to need your help” said Fiona who had walked over to the underwear rack,” I think we should pick the rest of princess’s undergarments”
“Gladly” said an all too eager Stephanie, who in a flash had joined Fiona over at the underwear section.
Over the next 5 minutes I could hear the two girls giggle and laugh as they no doubt went through all the lacy undergarments with a picture of me standing in each and every one of them in their heads. The girls finally made their selections though and came back carrying what looked like a lacy tangled mess that they put on the floor. The first thing the girls picked up was something that they called a Basque. I guess it kind of looked like a corset with it again being in a snow white color with a centered bow in the middle of the breast cups and more ruffled lace around the bottom edge, which also supported two smaller bows slightly off center on either side. The basque had a lace up back that the girls loved to do up and then when they were done they laid me down face first on the floor while Natalie sat on my back. This left the other two the opportunity to grab the laces of the basque and pull the holy hell out of them turning my already smallish waistline to a more microscopic size. It suddenly became very hard to breath and I could only take the smallest breaths at best.
“Suck it up Princess” said Fiona still pulling hard on the laces “I bet we can still get another couple of inches out of you”
Eventually with enough tugging and panting on my part, the girls did indeed manage to get my waist to go even smaller before they were finally satisfied and finished it off by tying a quadruple bow knot at the back that quite simply, I wouldn't be able to undo without help. Midst their giggling at my new hourglass shape and panting breath I noticed that I actually couldn't bend my back even one little bit. The tightness of the basque caused my back to remain perfectly straight and the girls had to eventually help me to stand up right again.
“Isn't……..it………a ……………….little………….tight” I managed to blurt out between my overly short breathes, while realizing that there was no way I could possibly talk and breath at the same time. So I decided to stick with breathing for now.
“Nonsense” said Fiona who was putting on her overly sweet fake smile again “After all we silly brides need to fit into our silly dresses, I guess it’s just the price us girls have to pay to be pretty”
I could tell she was being sarcastic, but I could also tell that no amount of complaining would change my current predicament.
“You’ll get used to it” said Stephanie with a slightly more genuine smile then Fiona “Besides Princess will need her posture to be perfect on her big day.
I’ll give these girls one thing and that is that they seemed to always find a new way to make me blush. The next thing that Fiona picked up was a ruffled lace 8 clip suspender belt, which was pure white of course. It took the girls little effort to pull the suspender belt up my legs and into position. The suspender belt unfortunately didn't have the desired effect of covering up my panties though, which the girls loved to point out.
Next the girls picked out some sheer white seemed silk stockings that had a lace design around the top of each one. It must have taken the girls a good ten minutes before they had pulled the stockings up my legs and attached them to all those clips. Annoyingly the girls had pulled the suspender belt high enough so that it was always tugging on the stockings, which of course always reminded me that they were there.
“Well you’re certainly shaping up Princess” said Natalie who snapped one of my suspender clips against my thigh “In fact if we removed your male head you could be a lingerie mannequin”
I did not seem to find this as funny as the other girls, who continued to giggle away at my expense.
“So tell me my little princess, do you feel silly enough yet” sarcastically laughed Fiona who saw from my still beet red cheeks that I did. “Hmmmm no answer huh well I guess we’re just going to have to bring out the heavy artillery if we want to make the pretty Princess really look silly”
Even if I did say something it was unlikely that the girls were going to stop from turning me into their little dress up doll anytime soon. Besides, I had just finally managed to get my breathing back on a regular pattern and I wasn’t about to ruin that. Plus I had other problems with the girls grabbing a pair of silky lace garments of the floor which I soon realized were snow white opera length gloves. Fiona and Stephanie then got to work on pulling them up my arms, which was no easy feat seeing as they had purposely picked gloves that were at least three sizes too small for my arms. By the time they were done the gloves covered most of my arms, stopping just short of reaching my shoulders. They were also so tight that I could now only bend my elbows a couple of inches at best. Needless to say the girls found my new little problem incredibly funny.
“I guess you’re going to have to let us brides maids handle everything for you from now on” giggled Stephanie as she watched my cheeks get redder with a mix of embarrassment and frustration as I tried to hopelessly bend my arms.
I was now pretty trapped in all of the lacy and frilly underwear and without the ability to bend my arms or my back, I seriously doubted if I could remove any piece of my outfit by myself.
“My turn, my turn” giggled Natalie as she picked up the last lacy garment from the ground.
At first I couldn't quite figure out what it was until Natalie started sliding it up one of my silk encased legs. It was a bridal garter that had a smothering of lace and a big white bow on one side.
“I bet your special man is just going to love slipping this off your beautiful leg” giggled Natalie as she finally got the garter into the position she wanted.
My cheeks obviously got redder at that comment as the thought of a man or a girl seeing me like this might just make me pass out from the sheer embarrassment of it all.
“Well I think we’ve finally got your underwear all sorted out” said Fiona with a slight giggle as she must have been taking in the sight before her “But I think we still need just a couple of more things”
Fiona then disappeared behind a row of dresses going in the general direction of the front counter I think. She soon returned though and she was carrying what I knew to be a shoe box in one hand and in the other hand was another box but a bit smaller. I figured both boxes were going to spell bad news though and judging from Fiona’s very mischievous smile, I was probably right.
“I guess you figured out this one by now” said Fiona holding up the shoe box while placing the other mysterious box on the ground. “I hope you’re ready for your first pair of heels”
I was not, but that wasn't going to stop these girls from having their fun. Fiona then opened the box and pulled out a pair of white 3 inch rhinestone encrusted heels that sparkled in the light.
“Oh my they’re lovely” said Stephanie trying to hold back a burst of laughter “But they might be a bit too girly for my tastes”
“That’s for sure” said Natalie taking one of the shoes from Fiona “I mean you would have to be a real girly girl if you wore these”
The girls comments did nothing to make my blush go away and their giggling continued as they put the shoes onto each foot in turn, making sure to do up the ankle strap nice and tight of course. There was no way that I would be able to bend over to take the shoes off so I was going to be permanently 3 inches higher until the girls had finished with their fun. The shoes proposed an added problem though in that my balance was now on the slightly more wobbly side as it felt like I was trying to walk across a high wire or something .
“Don’t worry Princess you’ll figure it out eventually” giggled Fiona as she watched me wobble dangerously close to falling over. “But if you think that’s hard try standing up straight with these” she continued as she opened up the other box.
Unfortunately for me the box contained two mounds of flesh that I gathered to be breast forms. The girls were having a good laugh with them and even more so once Fiona shoved them into the cups of my basque.
“Oh look Princess you’re all grown up” laughed Natalie who gave each of my new breasts a jiggle.
At that moment though I had more immediate problems then Natalie’s comments and that was the simple fact that the breasts were rather on the large side being at least a C-cup and the new mounds obscured my vision of anything below them. The other problem came from the fact that they were really heavy and continuously tried their best to pull me forward. I now had to use real effort just to keep a straight back so that I could continue to breath.
“Ah the price of being beautiful, isn't that right Princess” laughed Fiona as she noticed my extreme discomfort “Well just be glad I was feeling nice, I could of used some 9 inch heels if I wanted”
Seeing as I was struggling with just 3 inches I was kind of glad that she was being “nice” as she called it, I guess it was a perspective thing.
“Just look at you Princess. You almost look exactly like a girl. Are you sure you’re not really a girly girl with boyish looks” giggled Stephanie as she walked around me much like a shark circling its prey.
“Well if Princess really is a girly girl then we’re definitely going to bring it out in Phase 2 of our operation” said Fiona as she went over to grab a nearby stool, before putting it in front of me. “Take a seat Princess this might take a while”
I would of gladly taken a seat but unfortunately I could no longer bend the right way to sit on it by myself and in the end Natalie and Stephanie had to help me sit on it properly. It felt so good to finally be able to sit down, up to this point it had taken an hour and a half just to get all this frilly underwear on me and my feet were definitely thankful for the break.
“Enjoy it while you can Princess” said Natalie who obviously saw my relieved expression. “Because this is the only break you’re going to get”
Oddly this made all the girls giggle as if I was the only one to be left out of the loop, which let’s face it I was.
“Okay Princess it’s finally time to do something about that pretty head of yours” said Fiona as she went over to pull a nearby table a bit closer.
Soon the girls were scurrying around the shop as from what I could tell they were getting what they needed for the next part of torture plan and soon all three of them came back and dumped a whole ton of makeup and other accessories on the table before they all gathered around me, with evil grins on their faces.
“I guessing you know what come next Princess” giggled Fiona as she picked up what looked to be a pair of tweezers.” Now princess your eye brows are a mess so I’m going to give them a little pluck, so you better hold still or this might really hurt”
Hurt was an understatement to say the least, a more accurate description would have been excruciating pain as Fiona mercilessly plucked my eyebrows while I yelped with pain for every hair that was removed.
“Oh stop being such a sissy” said a giggling Fiona “Although I guess that’s pretty difficult for you now.
I swore that my cheeks couldn't possibly get any redder at the moment, as Fiona finished plucking my eyes and judging from the loud giggling of the girls I gathered that I was sporting much more feminine eyebrows then a minute ago.
“Oh my Princess, you look so pretty now” said Natalie who was doing a very poor job of not laughing “but just look at your skin, no bride on her wedding day would be caught dead with a complexion like yours”
Natalie then picked up an array of brushes and powders and assaulted my face for a good 15 minutes until in her words “I looked like a Princess.” I figured it was Stephanie’s turn next going by the look of pure excitement on her face and seeing as she picked up one of the many torture devices from the table I figured that I was right.
“My turn now Princess” giggled Stephanie as she advanced on me with what looked to be a small bottle of something. Unfortunately I couldn't get a look at it before she squirted the bottle along the tops of my eyes.
Stephanie then grabbed what I could tell were fake eyelashes from the table which would mean only one thing for me and sure enough she wasted no time putting on the girly lashes into what I presumed was eyelash glue on the tops of my eyes. She held them there for a good 3 minutes until she was sure they were set. Next she grabbed some mascara and turned the already girly lashes into even more girlish appearance.
“Wow Princess you’re going to have all the men falling for you with those pretty lashes” laughed Fiona as she took her turn again.
Fiona grabbed from the table some eye shadow but I couldn't tell what color it was as she gave my eyes a healthy coating of the feminie makeup until she was satisfied
“I don’t think we’re going to need much of this” giggled Natalie holding up a compact of red blusher “but just in case we’ll add some anyway”
I of course was blushing more then enough already but none the less Natalie proceeded to apply the blusher until I presumably had some very rosy cheeks.
“And now for the coup de gras” laughed Stephanie grabbing a tube of deep red lipstick and applying it generously to my lips.
I’m guessing that I now looked a lot more feminine then I used to going by the overly loud laughter of the girls, but without a mirror to see myself I was just going to have to take their word for it.
“Well I must say Princess, I think you are the most pretty bride we've ever had in this here store” said Fiona with a devilish smile on her face. “But now we must simply do something about your hair”
Well at least I had them over a barrel here I thought to myself. I admit that I had longish hair that they could turn into a pretty girly style but at least there wasn't enough to work with that they could turn it into something totally outrageous…………..or so I hoped at least. The girls however had very different ideas about my future hairstyle though.
“You have very pretty hair” said Stephanie as she ran her hand through my hair “But we want to make you the prettiest Princess ever, so we’re definitely going to have to lengthen it”
I’m pretty sure I quietly gulped at this point when I saw Natalie walking over to me with what I recognized as hair extensions.
“That’s right Princess only the most girliest hair style will do” said Natalie who was enjoying watching the fear in my eyes.
Natalie then held up a whole ton of different colored extensions until she found one that was close to my own hair color. All three girls then got to work pinning and clipping all the extensions into place which seemed to take forever. When they were finally done I managed to turn my head just enough to see a trail of light brown hair almost hitting the floor and unfortunately for me the trail of hair was firmly attached to my head.
“My oh my Princess you’re certainly looking pretty as a picture now” said Fiona taking a step back to admire her work “And just imagine what you’ll look like when we finally get you into your dress”
I was trying to forget that part to be honest I thought to myself as the girls giggled at my glowing crimson cheeks.
“But now comes the fun part” continued Fiona as she and the other girls each took a section of my new long hair in their hands “It’s time to give you a pretty hairstyle that’s fit for a Princess”
All of the girls giggled as over the next one and half hours my hair was tugged and twisted and pulled and sprayed by a whole manner of girly gadgets, which I honestly couldn't keep track of, until finally the girls were done. Without a mirror to look into I had no idea what the girls had done to my hair but I think the girls had put my hair into a very high up do because the top of my head now weighed a ton, which made my very uncomfortable self even more uncomfortable. The girls however did not seem to mind seeing as they all had almost fallen to the floor again in laughter from how ridiculous I must have looked.
“And now it’s the moment you've been waiting for Princess, it’s time to get you into your pretty dress” said Fiona as she finally managed to stop laughing “I’m going to need your help Stephanie bringing it out here and Natalie you clear out some space in here”
“You mean we’re going to use that dress” said Natalie suddenly getting a hopeful look on her face.
“Only the best for our pretty Princess here” said Fiona giving Natalie a small nod.
Natalie’s face then suddenly lit up into the world’s biggest smile as she then started pushing and moving things to the side of the shop. Stephanie and Fiona in the meantime headed off to the back room to no doubt get my future wedding dress.
“You’re going to be the most luckiest Princess ever” said Natalie in between moving some dress racks around the store “I just know that you’re going to look……….what did you say? Oh yeah so silly”
Obviously Natalie was still carrying some resentment from my original statement and one way or another I was going to wear a wedding dress. My thought process was suddenly interrupted though when i could hear some very loud laughing coming from the back room, which must have been coming from Stephanie. I guess that meant they found the previously mentioned dress and I was just hoping it wasn't something too extravagant. Of course between Natalie’s evil smile and the loud laughter coming from the back room that seemed unlikely.
Natalie had just finished clearing a rather wide area in the store when Stephanie and Fiona finally emerged from the back room accompanied by from what I could tell a white puffy cloud, which was then brought to the middle of the store. The girls were far from done though and soon they pulled out another fluffy cloud and then another and then another until there were six puffy clouds now taking up almost 60% of the store on the ground! I swear that my eyes were so wide that they touched the roof and the floor at the same time, surely all of that puff couldn't be part of my dress. The giggles from the girls though told me otherwise.
“It’s so pretty, isn't it Princess” giggled Fiona picking one of the clouds up in her hands “And to think that these are just the petticoats for your pretty dress”
I’m sure the fear on my face said it all at that point as I surveyed the white froth that was held up in front of me. The petticoat was a layered type with a mixture of silk, taffeta and tulle all woven into from what I could tell were at least 15 layers and there were 6 petticoats in all! Each petticoat also had a frilly lace trimming all around the hem along with multiple little dainty bows, also around the hem. I had never seen anything so girly and ridiculous in my entire life.
“But if Princess want’s to wear her pretty petticoats, first she needs her pretty slip” said Fiona bringing me back to reality somewhat “So up you hop Princess”
I was still overwhelmed by the petticoats and barely noticed Stephanie and Natalie lifting me up off the chair. I soon took notice though when Fiona showed me the afore mentioned slip. It was white of course with a ruffled hem that went all the way down to my feet and nice big girly bow that sat just in between the mounds on my chest. Besides the girly girlishness of the slip though, it proposed another problem in that there was no slit in the side of it, meaning that I could now only take very small steps.
“Now you’ll always have that perfect bridal walk” giggled Natalie as she watched the slip fall into place.
Well at least the slip covered up my rather embarrassing panties I thought, trying to take as many positives as I could out of the situation, but there were few of those.
“And now for the main event” said Stephanie with a perky clap of her hands “It’s time for Princess’s Petties”
This got a good giggle from the other girls as they lifted each petticoat into the air and over my head where it then floated down around my waist. This whole process took a little over an hour as each Petticoat was tied tightly into place before the girls fluffed it out to their liking. By the time the girls were done not only could I not see my feet of legs anymore but I also couldn't even see the ground for a good 5 yards in every direction! The girls were almost in hysterics at this point as even they had been pushed back to the shop walls at this point, seeing as my Petticoats took up so much of the shop. I swore that they were going to need a machete just to get back over to me. Besides the sheer ridiculous amount of space I now took up the petticoats still had to more problems to them. The first one was the weight of it all as I felt like I now had a giant concrete skirt wrapped around me and the other problem was the overwhelming rustling noise the petticoats were emitting, every slight movement I made caused so much rustling that I could drown out the roaring laughter that was coming from the girls.
“Princess is far from finished though” laughed Fiona as she fought her way through my petties to the other side of the shop “She still needs her dress after all”
Fiona eventually managed to get to the backroom leaving the other girls to giggle at my expense as they flicked and fluffed out my petticoats. Fiona returned in mere moments though, only this time she was carrying the final piece of my outfit. When I saw the dress properly I’m sure my jaw would have hit the floor, if the petticoats weren't blocking it that is.
“Well Princess it’s the moment you’ve been waiting for, what do you think” giggled Fiona holding the dress up for me to see “Isn't it beautiful”
Beautiful isn't the word I would have used, I would have gone with monstrous. The dress started with two overly large puffy sleeves that then led into a princess style bodice with sparkly rhinestones sewn in all over it. From the bodice exploded the incredibly full skirt which had row after row of frilly ruffled lace and girly little bows all over it, the skirt was so long that Fiona was still trying to pull it through the door. At this point I would have run home naked instead of wearing the monstrosity before me but the tight fitting slip and ridiculous puffy petticoats meant that I wasn't going anywhere with any kind of speed. The girls however didn't seem to have the same amount of fear that I had, they were too busy roaring with laughter at the sheer ridiculousness of the dress.
“Well Princess I think you should look silly enough in this” said Fiona as she and the other girls started to pull the dress over me.
It must have taken the girls a good 15 minutes to pull the dress all the way over me and then get my arrow straight arms through the puffy sleeves before zipping and buttoning the dress up at the back. It then took the girls another 10 minutes to arrange the full skirt so that it covered all of my petticoats. That’s when I noticed just how heavy the dress was, although I guessed it had to be so that it could keep control of all those petties. The girls were doubling over with laughter at this point as they watched me try and control the dress but the thing really did have a mind of its own.
“And let’s not forget Princess’s crowning glory” said Natalie as she now had to fight her way through my dress to the back room.
While she was gone Fiona decided to add another piece to my outfit in the shape of a giant white fluffy bow that she clipped on to the back of my dress.
“The dress just wouldn't look girly enough without it” said Fiona obviously being sarcastic
While my embarrassment levels were increasing though Natalie made her back into the store with from what I could tell a very large sparkly rhinestone tiara.
“Every silly Princess needs her tiara of course” laughed Natalie as she again fought her way through my dress until she was close enough to put the sparkly feminine object into my hair. What I didn't see though was Stephanie coming from behind me and clipping a veil to the tiara. From what I could see the veil went down just past my shoulders blades where it stopped in all its girly lace glory. I was just hoping that the girls were finally done because all the layers of the dress were quickly turning it into a sauna.
“Well I think Princess is finally ready” said Fiona as she continued to fluff out my dress “Although she is still going to need her bouquet”
No sooner said and it was done as Natalie grabbed a nearby bunch of red roses and thrust them into my hands. The only trouble was that thanks to the very tight gloves I had a real trouble keeping my hands held together in front of me. Natalie had a solution for this little problem though as she grabbed some cable ties and simply tied my hands together in front of me along with the bouquet. All three girls then made their way to the other side of the store, giggling as they squeezed their way past my puffy dress. They went from giggling to side splitting laughter though once they stepped back to admire their work.
“Hahahahahaha just look at you Princess” laughed Fiona who had to support herself on the fall just to avoid falling over “I guessed that you've figured out by now how utterly ridiculous the dress is, in all my time owning this store, I have never even sold one of these dresses. I mean just look at how impractical it is”
I didn't need to look at the dress to realize how impractical it was, because I knew first hand. Not only was the outfit so incredibly girly that even Barbie herself wouldn't want to wear it, but the dress also took up so much room that any bride who wore this dress on her wedding day would seriously struggle to even fit down the aisle as she walked. The fact that the it took over 5 hours to dress me in it certainly didn't do it any favors either. The most impractical thing about the dress though was the sheer weight of it, Natalie was delighted to tell me that overall the dress weighed a little bit over 360 pounds which was nearly 3 times my own weight!!! Now I’m not sure if you've ever tried dragging around another 3 clones of yourself but I can tell you that it’s no easy feat, especially when you can only take 5 inch steps at a time.
“But of course the best part has to be this” giggled Stephanie as she grabbed a nearby full length mirror and pulled it in front of me.
I swore that my eyes must of fallen out of my head when I saw the reflection in the mirror. I knew the dress looked ridiculous but this was the first time that I had seen my new hairstyle and I honestly couldn't believe what they had done. Upon my head sat a tower of hair that seemed to be stacked on top of its self in a ridiculous up do just like I feared. About half way up the tower sat the sparkly tiara that you would think could light up the night sky it shinned so bright. My makeup wasn't much subtler either with my deep red lips and rosy cheeks along with my flirty long lashes that hid ever so slightly glittery blue eye shadow that the girls must have used on my eyes. Overall I looked completely ridiculous and no girl in her right mind would even possibly consider wearing anything remotely like this for her wedding day.
“Well Princess do you feel silly enough yet” laughed Fiona who was still struggling to stand she was laughing so hard “Or would Princess like some more pretty bows and lace to wear”
I immediately shook my head no while failing to prevent my face from turning any redder. I’m sure if you looked at me right now you would think someone took a blowtorch to my face it was so red. This of course only made the girls laugh harder
“Well Princess I think we’re almost done here” said Fiona walking over to the front counter “There’s just the small issue of payment for everything” she continued with a wicked grin on her face “Luckily I found your wallet in your clothes and all of your credit cards as well”
I suddenly took a deep gulp as it dawned on me what Fiona intended to do.
“So let’s see” said Fiona taking out a calculator “First comes the dress and then all of Princess’s pretty underwear, the tiara is next, plus the makeover of course. Next is Princess’s pair of falsies and hair extensions and all that leaves is the fee for our services of course. So all in all that comes to a total of $23,000, a real bargain in my opinion”
My credit cards would have to disagree with that assumption as the absurd price tag instantly maxed three of them. There wasn't much I could do though except stand there and look pretty as Stephanie often says.
“Congratulations Princess you now own you’re very own wedding dress” said Natalie with a super sweet fake smile on her face “I bet you can hardly wait to show it off to everyone”
“Wait…....what” I said forgetting that talking and breathing couldn't coexist with each other thanks to the tightness of the basque.
“You heard me Princess, you’re going to go for some walkies so everyone can see just how silly you look” continued Natalie with much more wicked smile on her face then before “I mean doesn't Princess want everyone to laugh and giggle at how ridiculous she looks, that is what you used to do after all”
Panic was now quickly setting in as I could see the girls taking up positions around me. There was almost nothing I could do though seeing as even moving took great effort on my part. That and the high heels meant that all the girls had to do was lightly push me in the back and I would be forced to stumble forward closer and closer to the door. Fiona was in front of me and the first one to reach the front door which she then opened. I tried my best to stop and go backwards but there was simply too much weight pushing me forward.
“Come along Princess you’re adoring public awaits” giggled Stephanie as she and the other girls started to squish and compact all my petticoats together just so that they could squeeze me through the far too small front door.
After about half of my petticoats had made it through the door Natalie and Stephanie then gave me one huge push from behind and I exploded onto the sidewalk. This whole process probably took about 10 minutes and in that time, there were many people who had stopped to get a look at the stupid girly girl bride try and get out of the door. Needless to say there were plenty of people giggling and even more people holding out their camera phones trying to get a picture of this spectacle. And what a spectacle it was, the sidewalk in the city was large enough to hold a good 6 lanes of people traffic going in every direction but thanks to the dress I took up every inch of it and then a little bit more.
Mommy look at the pretty princess………………..Take a look at that ridiculous hair…………………….You wouldn't see me in such a girly dress…………………….Is that a boy I think I can see an Adams apple. These were just some of the humiliating comments I had to endure as people watched and heard me rustle down the street. Traffic was coming to a standstill as the drivers all playfully laughed and honked their horns at me. My cheeks had never been so crimson in all my life and surely walking through the streets naked would have to be better than this. Every movement I made was incredibly uncomfortable, from the tightness of the slip and basque and gloves. To my suspenders tugging away with every step, the heels were already starting to hurt my feet as well plus I was sweating bullets from how hot the dress made me.
The girls pushed me along for about an hour until they were sure that every single person in the city had a picture of me in all my frilly glory, amazingly in all that time we had only managed to move a couple of blocks, I was sure that a snail could do the same feat in only a quarter of that time. They were far from done though as they eventually managed to push me all the way to the city park.
By this time I was seriously on the border of passing out, the dress had definitely taken its toll on me and rivers of sweat were pouring from my face and not to mention some very rapid panting coming from me as well. Fiona had to wipe my face with a cloth every 2 minutes just to keep it all under control.
“It’s a good thing we used the waterproof makeup, isn't that right Princess” giggled Fiona as she wiped my face again
After more giggling and pictures from the people in the park the girls suggested we take a break in a nearby gazebo. The gazebo was white like my dress and quite large but my dress still managed to fill it up completely once the girls had squeezed me into it.
“Whoo boy I’m exhausted” said Natalie wiping her forehead “That is one heavy dress to push around all day “You’ve sure got it lucky Princess”
“I know right” said Stephanie also wiping her forehead “It must be so nice to just stand there and look pretty, while we do all the work”
I could tell both girls were being sarcastic but I didn't really care, it was just nice to stand in the shade of the gazebo for a while.
“You know I saw a beautiful wedding here once” said Fiona with a mischievous smile on her face “The whole thing was quite beautiful as people would walk by and take a picture or two of the happy couple” she continued as she jumped out of the gazebo along with Stephanie and Natalie.
I really didn't like were the conversation was going at this point and I tried to walk out of the gazebo as well, but the entryway was narrow and without help I couldn't squish my petticoats enough to get through it. I was completely trapped!!!!
“Well girls I don’t know about you but I’m exhausted. Who wants to head back to the store and have some tea” said Fiona getting that sugary sweet smile on her face again.
“We do” said the other two girls in unison and that’s when I knew that the girls intended to leave me here.
“Well Princess this is unfortunately good bye” said Fiona blowing me a kiss “I’m not sure how you’re going to get out of there, but that’s really you’re problem now” she continued as she jumped back into the gazebo “But before we leave I have one last present for”
Fiona then reached into her pocket and pulled out my apartment keys, before shoving them in between the mounds on my chest.
“Princess will still need to go home after all” said Fiona as she backed out of the gazebo.
“Goodbye Princess” said Natalie in a very loud voice “I hope you like being the silly little bride that you always wanted to be”
And with that the girls headed off down the path giggling very loudly while I tried again and again to get through the small opening of the gazebo, but it was hopeless, there was already a small crowd forming who were taking more pictures of me with their camera phones and not to mention giggling loudly. My face was turning redder by the second as I was indeed trapped like a silly Bride.
The End
My name is Alex, I’m 18 years old and I am rather on the smallish side for a boy standing at a mere 5 ft inches. I’m also very skinny as I weigh a mere 130 pounds. I have light brown hair that falls a bit past my shoulders and some big green eyes.
I had just finally gotten my own apartment in the city which was convenient because this allowed me to be just a few blocks away from where I worked. I always enjoyed walking to work, because I always liked to see the hustle and bustle of the city streets. One store in particular that always seemed busy was a local bridal store that always had some bride and her entourage trying to find the right wedding dress.
I must admit that the whole process was rather confusing to me. Why people would pay thousands and thousands of dollars for a dress that they would wear only once in their lives was far beyond my understanding, but none the less I always did like to look in the bridal store window on my way to work and amuse myself by looking at all the silly brides trying to get into all the layers of their dresses. Unfortunately though this is what led to my current predicament.
Now you see I had been stopping in front of this bridal store quite frequently over the past few weeks and sometimes I would stare through the window for a good 5 minutes, before I would continue on my way to work and today was no different.
It all started when I was watching one bride and what looked to be the store owner trying to find just the right girly dress, with all the frills and lace. For some reason I always found this incredibly entertaining as the bride tried to keep her puffy dress under control, with little success I must admit. Then out of nowhere, I was suddenly grabbed from behind and dragged through the front door of the Bridal shop, where I was then rather unceremoniously shoved to the floor.
“We got him” I heard my apparent kidnapper say, as I recovered from hitting the floor.
“You most certainly did” I heard another voice say in a rather stern tone. “I knew we would catch this pervert eventually”
Admittedly I was still trying to recover from my trip to the floor and didn't catch the whole conversation, but the two words I did hear was “This” and “Pervert”. I immediately looked up, more in a shock and surprise kind of way than anything else and that’s when I first saw the store owner for the first time.
She was a bit taller than me standing at around a little less than 6 ft. She had longish blonde hair that she had tied back into a ponytail and some pretty blue eyes. She was also wearing a female business suit with a skirt that stopped just before her knees.
“Well pervert, what do you have to say for yourself” said the store owner, who was still looking down at me and still had a very stern expression on her face.
My head was still reeling but I did manage to take a quick look around me and saw the bride from before with a curious expression on her face. I also saw that behind me stood what had to be the store owner’s assistant and who must have also been my kidnapper. She also had a rather stern look on her face and was dressed similar to her boss although she had shoulder length dark brown hair and some dark brown eyes to match.
“I’m not going to ask again” said the store owner, who made her presence known again by lifting up my chin so that I was staring her right in the eyes.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about” I said rather annoyed. I mean first they kidnap me and then they accuse me of being a pervert. Honestly who do these people think they are?
“Don’t play dumb” said the assistant standing behind me, in a rather annoyingly superior tone “I've seen you peeking through that window for weeks now, no doubt trying to get a look at all the girls in their underwear”
“What! No I wasn't” I said starting to get really annoyed. I mean I who would do that in broad daylight and in the middle of a busy street.
“Oh really? Then I suppose you were just admiring all the brides in their pretty dresses then” said the assistant in a very sarcastic tone and with an even more sarcastic smile on her face.
“NO” I said in a rather loud tone and now getting pretty angry “I just like to laugh at all you silly girls trying on your stupid ridiculous dresses” I continued, suddenly realizing that perhaps I should of kept that part to myself.
The room suddenly went silent, as if the entire room had all of its oxygen sucked out. I could then start to see all of the girls face’s turn from a stern look to an incredibly scary sweet smile
“Is that a fact, young man” said the store owner who maintained her sweet smile all the while grinding her teeth into dust at the same time. “Well young man, my name is Fiona and behind you is my ever so sweet assistant Natalie and in case you didn’t guess, I own this store and I think we’re going to have to teach you a little lesson. So it’s going to be our personal pleasure to turn you into a pretty blushing bride today, whether you like it or not.
My face no doubt must have turned from anger to fear in that instant from what this girl was suddenly proposing. I then looked around the room and I could see the bride letting out a soft giggle with the assistant quickly following suit.
“Wha…………what are you talking about” I said with a rather confused expression on my face, that would suggest that I didn’t know what 1+1 would add up too.
“You heard me Princess” said Fiona who now had more of a wicked smile on her face then a sweet one “Seeing as you think wedding dresses are so silly, it’s only fair that you get to try one on and see what all the fuss is about”
I didn’t particularly enjoy the princess comment, but at this point my eyes darted around the store for the nearest escape route, as it suddenly dawned on me that these woman were about to make me a lot more feminine then I would like. But before my eyes had even finished scanning the entire room the assistant jumped on my back and then pinned me to the floor.
“I’ve seen that look before” Natalie said with a wide grin on her face “Brides often have that look when they are getting cold feet”
This sent a wave of giggles around the room as my face must of turned quite red from the embarrassment.
“I’m so sorry Miss Jacobs” said Fiona to the still giggling Bride “It seems that I have an unexpected emergency appointment today, is it alright if we reschedule?”
“It’s more than alright” said the Bride who then turned to look me in the eyes with a giant grin on her face “But only if I get to watch the pretty princess get dressed”
I could then see Fiona get an even more wicked grin on her face, as she turned to look me in the eyes as well.
“I can do one better Miss Jacobs” said Fiona who was obviously enjoying the scared expression on my face. “I’ll let you help dress the pretty princess if you want”
“It’s a deal” said the Bride who burst into more giggles “and please call me Stephanie”
While those girls were getting to know each other, I was getting to know Natalie all too well. I tried my best to struggle and break free, but the simple fact was that she was stronger than me.
“Alright then” said Fiona walking over to the door “If we’re going to get princess ready for her big day, we had better get started” she continued as she flipped the door sign from open to closed and then locked the door for good measure.
I was trapped now unless there was a backdoor I didn't know about, but something told me these ladies weren't about to let me find out.
“Alright stand the pretty princess up” said Fiona to Natalie who did exactly that “Let’s have a look at her”
The three girls then surrounded the very embarrassed me, as all the girls then suddenly got some very evil smiles on their faces before Fiona yelled out “STRIP HER”
The fact that I couldn't even get free from Natalie didn't bode well for me attempting to get away from all three of them, but none the less I still gave it a go though. However my pathetic attempt didn't faze the girls even a little and in no time at all I was stripped down to my birthday suit with my hands trying their best to cover up the little dignity I had left. All three girls at this point were giggling like mad as they all pointed out my very hairless body.
“My oh my” said Natalie using a sugary sweet voice “Pretty princess here has less hair then most of the real brides that come into here, Ah no offence Stephanie”
“None taken” said a still giggling Stephanie who was now also talking in a super sweet voice “Princess obviously takes good care of herself, She obviously wants to look pretty for when she finds that special man”
This caused another round of giggles and laughter as Natalie walked over to a nearby rack of assorted underwear and grabbed an incredibly frilly pair of snow white satin panties that had a big white bow in the center and a whole bunch of ruffled lace around the waistband and leg holes.
“These should fit you princess” said Natalie as she threw the panties on the floor in front of me. “Unless you would rather go to your wedding naked”
Again the girls started into more giggles as I very carefully tried to maintain my modesty and pick the frilly panties off of the floor, but as I picked them up, that’s when I noticed the back of the panties. My face instantly turned beet red as I saw that at the back of the panties there was a rather open heart shaped hole. The look on my face must have been priceless because the girls were roaring with laughter now.
“It’s so that your special man doesn't need to waste time getting you out of you panties for your honeymoon” said Natalie whose sides were almost splitting from laughing too hard.
My sides weren't splitting but my face was from the insane amount of embarrassment I was feeling, but seeing as there was really no other option besides crashing through the front display window naked. I very slowly pulled the very tight silky panties into place, which seemed to squish my manhood out of view. The girls instantly demanded that I spin around and with great reluctance I did exactly that. Natalie and Stephanie instantly fell to the floor from laughing to hard and Fiona would have joined them if not for a nearby wall that she could stabilize herself on. Because sure enough thanks to the heart shaped hole at the back of the frilly panties, my butt crack was on display clear as day.
“Hahahaha….haha..Hah…ha you’re going to make your special man super happy when he sees that” laughed Natalie who continued to find a way to make my cheeks redder and redder.
“Oh dear Natalie your making the poor bride blush” said Fiona, which of course only added to my embarrassment.
“Princess most certainly gives a blushing bride new meaning” said Stephanie still giggling at my overly feminine panties.
At this point the embarrassment was becoming unbearable and I was just about to make a break for my clothes and then hopefully a back door or something, but then Natalie grabbed me again.
“There’s that cold feet expression again, I think it’s time to make sure that Princess doesn't run away” said Natalie while tightly holding my arm.
“I think you’re right” said Fiona, who then gathered up my clothes and then took them to the back room.
When she returned she locked the door behind her, now completely trapping me inside of the bridal store.
“Stephanie I’m going to need your help” said Fiona who had walked over to the underwear rack,” I think we should pick the rest of princess’s undergarments”
“Gladly” said an all too eager Stephanie, who in a flash had joined Fiona over at the underwear section.
Over the next 5 minutes I could hear the two girls giggle and laugh as they no doubt went through all the lacy undergarments with a picture of me standing in each and every one of them in their heads. The girls finally made their selections though and came back carrying what looked like a lacy tangled mess that they put on the floor. The first thing the girls picked up was something that they called a Basque. I guess it kind of looked like a corset with it again being in a snow white color with a centered bow in the middle of the breast cups and more ruffled lace around the bottom edge, which also supported two smaller bows slightly off center on either side. The basque had a lace up back that the girls loved to do up and then when they were done they laid me down face first on the floor while Natalie sat on my back. This left the other two the opportunity to grab the laces of the basque and pull the holy hell out of them turning my already smallish waistline to a more microscopic size. It suddenly became very hard to breath and I could only take the smallest breaths at best.
“Suck it up Princess” said Fiona still pulling hard on the laces “I bet we can still get another couple of inches out of you”
Eventually with enough tugging and panting on my part, the girls did indeed manage to get my waist to go even smaller before they were finally satisfied and finished it off by tying a quadruple bow knot at the back that quite simply, I wouldn't be able to undo without help. Midst their giggling at my new hourglass shape and panting breath I noticed that I actually couldn't bend my back even one little bit. The tightness of the basque caused my back to remain perfectly straight and the girls had to eventually help me to stand up right again.
“Isn't……..it………a ……………….little………….tight” I managed to blurt out between my overly short breathes, while realizing that there was no way I could possibly talk and breath at the same time. So I decided to stick with breathing for now.
“Nonsense” said Fiona who was putting on her overly sweet fake smile again “After all we silly brides need to fit into our silly dresses, I guess it’s just the price us girls have to pay to be pretty”
I could tell she was being sarcastic, but I could also tell that no amount of complaining would change my current predicament.
“You’ll get used to it” said Stephanie with a slightly more genuine smile then Fiona “Besides Princess will need her posture to be perfect on her big day.
I’ll give these girls one thing and that is that they seemed to always find a new way to make me blush. The next thing that Fiona picked up was a ruffled lace 8 clip suspender belt, which was pure white of course. It took the girls little effort to pull the suspender belt up my legs and into position. The suspender belt unfortunately didn't have the desired effect of covering up my panties though, which the girls loved to point out.
Next the girls picked out some sheer white seemed silk stockings that had a lace design around the top of each one. It must have taken the girls a good ten minutes before they had pulled the stockings up my legs and attached them to all those clips. Annoyingly the girls had pulled the suspender belt high enough so that it was always tugging on the stockings, which of course always reminded me that they were there.
“Well you’re certainly shaping up Princess” said Natalie who snapped one of my suspender clips against my thigh “In fact if we removed your male head you could be a lingerie mannequin”
I did not seem to find this as funny as the other girls, who continued to giggle away at my expense.
“So tell me my little princess, do you feel silly enough yet” sarcastically laughed Fiona who saw from my still beet red cheeks that I did. “Hmmmm no answer huh well I guess we’re just going to have to bring out the heavy artillery if we want to make the pretty Princess really look silly”
Even if I did say something it was unlikely that the girls were going to stop from turning me into their little dress up doll anytime soon. Besides, I had just finally managed to get my breathing back on a regular pattern and I wasn’t about to ruin that. Plus I had other problems with the girls grabbing a pair of silky lace garments of the floor which I soon realized were snow white opera length gloves. Fiona and Stephanie then got to work on pulling them up my arms, which was no easy feat seeing as they had purposely picked gloves that were at least three sizes too small for my arms. By the time they were done the gloves covered most of my arms, stopping just short of reaching my shoulders. They were also so tight that I could now only bend my elbows a couple of inches at best. Needless to say the girls found my new little problem incredibly funny.
“I guess you’re going to have to let us brides maids handle everything for you from now on” giggled Stephanie as she watched my cheeks get redder with a mix of embarrassment and frustration as I tried to hopelessly bend my arms.
I was now pretty trapped in all of the lacy and frilly underwear and without the ability to bend my arms or my back, I seriously doubted if I could remove any piece of my outfit by myself.
“My turn, my turn” giggled Natalie as she picked up the last lacy garment from the ground.
At first I couldn't quite figure out what it was until Natalie started sliding it up one of my silk encased legs. It was a bridal garter that had a smothering of lace and a big white bow on one side.
“I bet your special man is just going to love slipping this off your beautiful leg” giggled Natalie as she finally got the garter into the position she wanted.
My cheeks obviously got redder at that comment as the thought of a man or a girl seeing me like this might just make me pass out from the sheer embarrassment of it all.
“Well I think we’ve finally got your underwear all sorted out” said Fiona with a slight giggle as she must have been taking in the sight before her “But I think we still need just a couple of more things”
Fiona then disappeared behind a row of dresses going in the general direction of the front counter I think. She soon returned though and she was carrying what I knew to be a shoe box in one hand and in the other hand was another box but a bit smaller. I figured both boxes were going to spell bad news though and judging from Fiona’s very mischievous smile, I was probably right.
“I guess you figured out this one by now” said Fiona holding up the shoe box while placing the other mysterious box on the ground. “I hope you’re ready for your first pair of heels”
I was not, but that wasn't going to stop these girls from having their fun. Fiona then opened the box and pulled out a pair of white 3 inch rhinestone encrusted heels that sparkled in the light.
“Oh my they’re lovely” said Stephanie trying to hold back a burst of laughter “But they might be a bit too girly for my tastes”
“That’s for sure” said Natalie taking one of the shoes from Fiona “I mean you would have to be a real girly girl if you wore these”
The girls comments did nothing to make my blush go away and their giggling continued as they put the shoes onto each foot in turn, making sure to do up the ankle strap nice and tight of course. There was no way that I would be able to bend over to take the shoes off so I was going to be permanently 3 inches higher until the girls had finished with their fun. The shoes proposed an added problem though in that my balance was now on the slightly more wobbly side as it felt like I was trying to walk across a high wire or something .
“Don’t worry Princess you’ll figure it out eventually” giggled Fiona as she watched me wobble dangerously close to falling over. “But if you think that’s hard try standing up straight with these” she continued as she opened up the other box.
Unfortunately for me the box contained two mounds of flesh that I gathered to be breast forms. The girls were having a good laugh with them and even more so once Fiona shoved them into the cups of my basque.
“Oh look Princess you’re all grown up” laughed Natalie who gave each of my new breasts a jiggle.
At that moment though I had more immediate problems then Natalie’s comments and that was the simple fact that the breasts were rather on the large side being at least a C-cup and the new mounds obscured my vision of anything below them. The other problem came from the fact that they were really heavy and continuously tried their best to pull me forward. I now had to use real effort just to keep a straight back so that I could continue to breath.
“Ah the price of being beautiful, isn't that right Princess” laughed Fiona as she noticed my extreme discomfort “Well just be glad I was feeling nice, I could of used some 9 inch heels if I wanted”
Seeing as I was struggling with just 3 inches I was kind of glad that she was being “nice” as she called it, I guess it was a perspective thing.
“Just look at you Princess. You almost look exactly like a girl. Are you sure you’re not really a girly girl with boyish looks” giggled Stephanie as she walked around me much like a shark circling its prey.
“Well if Princess really is a girly girl then we’re definitely going to bring it out in Phase 2 of our operation” said Fiona as she went over to grab a nearby stool, before putting it in front of me. “Take a seat Princess this might take a while”
I would of gladly taken a seat but unfortunately I could no longer bend the right way to sit on it by myself and in the end Natalie and Stephanie had to help me sit on it properly. It felt so good to finally be able to sit down, up to this point it had taken an hour and a half just to get all this frilly underwear on me and my feet were definitely thankful for the break.
“Enjoy it while you can Princess” said Natalie who obviously saw my relieved expression. “Because this is the only break you’re going to get”
Oddly this made all the girls giggle as if I was the only one to be left out of the loop, which let’s face it I was.
“Okay Princess it’s finally time to do something about that pretty head of yours” said Fiona as she went over to pull a nearby table a bit closer.
Soon the girls were scurrying around the shop as from what I could tell they were getting what they needed for the next part of torture plan and soon all three of them came back and dumped a whole ton of makeup and other accessories on the table before they all gathered around me, with evil grins on their faces.
“I guessing you know what come next Princess” giggled Fiona as she picked up what looked to be a pair of tweezers.” Now princess your eye brows are a mess so I’m going to give them a little pluck, so you better hold still or this might really hurt”
Hurt was an understatement to say the least, a more accurate description would have been excruciating pain as Fiona mercilessly plucked my eyebrows while I yelped with pain for every hair that was removed.
“Oh stop being such a sissy” said a giggling Fiona “Although I guess that’s pretty difficult for you now.
I swore that my cheeks couldn't possibly get any redder at the moment, as Fiona finished plucking my eyes and judging from the loud giggling of the girls I gathered that I was sporting much more feminine eyebrows then a minute ago.
“Oh my Princess, you look so pretty now” said Natalie who was doing a very poor job of not laughing “but just look at your skin, no bride on her wedding day would be caught dead with a complexion like yours”
Natalie then picked up an array of brushes and powders and assaulted my face for a good 15 minutes until in her words “I looked like a Princess.” I figured it was Stephanie’s turn next going by the look of pure excitement on her face and seeing as she picked up one of the many torture devices from the table I figured that I was right.
“My turn now Princess” giggled Stephanie as she advanced on me with what looked to be a small bottle of something. Unfortunately I couldn't get a look at it before she squirted the bottle along the tops of my eyes.
Stephanie then grabbed what I could tell were fake eyelashes from the table which would mean only one thing for me and sure enough she wasted no time putting on the girly lashes into what I presumed was eyelash glue on the tops of my eyes. She held them there for a good 3 minutes until she was sure they were set. Next she grabbed some mascara and turned the already girly lashes into even more girlish appearance.
“Wow Princess you’re going to have all the men falling for you with those pretty lashes” laughed Fiona as she took her turn again.
Fiona grabbed from the table some eye shadow but I couldn't tell what color it was as she gave my eyes a healthy coating of the feminie makeup until she was satisfied
“I don’t think we’re going to need much of this” giggled Natalie holding up a compact of red blusher “but just in case we’ll add some anyway”
I of course was blushing more then enough already but none the less Natalie proceeded to apply the blusher until I presumably had some very rosy cheeks.
“And now for the coup de gras” laughed Stephanie grabbing a tube of deep red lipstick and applying it generously to my lips.
I’m guessing that I now looked a lot more feminine then I used to going by the overly loud laughter of the girls, but without a mirror to see myself I was just going to have to take their word for it.
“Well I must say Princess, I think you are the most pretty bride we've ever had in this here store” said Fiona with a devilish smile on her face. “But now we must simply do something about your hair”
Well at least I had them over a barrel here I thought to myself. I admit that I had longish hair that they could turn into a pretty girly style but at least there wasn't enough to work with that they could turn it into something totally outrageous…………..or so I hoped at least. The girls however had very different ideas about my future hairstyle though.
“You have very pretty hair” said Stephanie as she ran her hand through my hair “But we want to make you the prettiest Princess ever, so we’re definitely going to have to lengthen it”
I’m pretty sure I quietly gulped at this point when I saw Natalie walking over to me with what I recognized as hair extensions.
“That’s right Princess only the most girliest hair style will do” said Natalie who was enjoying watching the fear in my eyes.
Natalie then held up a whole ton of different colored extensions until she found one that was close to my own hair color. All three girls then got to work pinning and clipping all the extensions into place which seemed to take forever. When they were finally done I managed to turn my head just enough to see a trail of light brown hair almost hitting the floor and unfortunately for me the trail of hair was firmly attached to my head.
“My oh my Princess you’re certainly looking pretty as a picture now” said Fiona taking a step back to admire her work “And just imagine what you’ll look like when we finally get you into your dress”
I was trying to forget that part to be honest I thought to myself as the girls giggled at my glowing crimson cheeks.
“But now comes the fun part” continued Fiona as she and the other girls each took a section of my new long hair in their hands “It’s time to give you a pretty hairstyle that’s fit for a Princess”
All of the girls giggled as over the next one and half hours my hair was tugged and twisted and pulled and sprayed by a whole manner of girly gadgets, which I honestly couldn't keep track of, until finally the girls were done. Without a mirror to look into I had no idea what the girls had done to my hair but I think the girls had put my hair into a very high up do because the top of my head now weighed a ton, which made my very uncomfortable self even more uncomfortable. The girls however did not seem to mind seeing as they all had almost fallen to the floor again in laughter from how ridiculous I must have looked.
“And now it’s the moment you've been waiting for Princess, it’s time to get you into your pretty dress” said Fiona as she finally managed to stop laughing “I’m going to need your help Stephanie bringing it out here and Natalie you clear out some space in here”
“You mean we’re going to use that dress” said Natalie suddenly getting a hopeful look on her face.
“Only the best for our pretty Princess here” said Fiona giving Natalie a small nod.
Natalie’s face then suddenly lit up into the world’s biggest smile as she then started pushing and moving things to the side of the shop. Stephanie and Fiona in the meantime headed off to the back room to no doubt get my future wedding dress.
“You’re going to be the most luckiest Princess ever” said Natalie in between moving some dress racks around the store “I just know that you’re going to look……….what did you say? Oh yeah so silly”
Obviously Natalie was still carrying some resentment from my original statement and one way or another I was going to wear a wedding dress. My thought process was suddenly interrupted though when i could hear some very loud laughing coming from the back room, which must have been coming from Stephanie. I guess that meant they found the previously mentioned dress and I was just hoping it wasn't something too extravagant. Of course between Natalie’s evil smile and the loud laughter coming from the back room that seemed unlikely.
Natalie had just finished clearing a rather wide area in the store when Stephanie and Fiona finally emerged from the back room accompanied by from what I could tell a white puffy cloud, which was then brought to the middle of the store. The girls were far from done though and soon they pulled out another fluffy cloud and then another and then another until there were six puffy clouds now taking up almost 60% of the store on the ground! I swear that my eyes were so wide that they touched the roof and the floor at the same time, surely all of that puff couldn't be part of my dress. The giggles from the girls though told me otherwise.
“It’s so pretty, isn't it Princess” giggled Fiona picking one of the clouds up in her hands “And to think that these are just the petticoats for your pretty dress”
I’m sure the fear on my face said it all at that point as I surveyed the white froth that was held up in front of me. The petticoat was a layered type with a mixture of silk, taffeta and tulle all woven into from what I could tell were at least 15 layers and there were 6 petticoats in all! Each petticoat also had a frilly lace trimming all around the hem along with multiple little dainty bows, also around the hem. I had never seen anything so girly and ridiculous in my entire life.
“But if Princess want’s to wear her pretty petticoats, first she needs her pretty slip” said Fiona bringing me back to reality somewhat “So up you hop Princess”
I was still overwhelmed by the petticoats and barely noticed Stephanie and Natalie lifting me up off the chair. I soon took notice though when Fiona showed me the afore mentioned slip. It was white of course with a ruffled hem that went all the way down to my feet and nice big girly bow that sat just in between the mounds on my chest. Besides the girly girlishness of the slip though, it proposed another problem in that there was no slit in the side of it, meaning that I could now only take very small steps.
“Now you’ll always have that perfect bridal walk” giggled Natalie as she watched the slip fall into place.
Well at least the slip covered up my rather embarrassing panties I thought, trying to take as many positives as I could out of the situation, but there were few of those.
“And now for the main event” said Stephanie with a perky clap of her hands “It’s time for Princess’s Petties”
This got a good giggle from the other girls as they lifted each petticoat into the air and over my head where it then floated down around my waist. This whole process took a little over an hour as each Petticoat was tied tightly into place before the girls fluffed it out to their liking. By the time the girls were done not only could I not see my feet of legs anymore but I also couldn't even see the ground for a good 5 yards in every direction! The girls were almost in hysterics at this point as even they had been pushed back to the shop walls at this point, seeing as my Petticoats took up so much of the shop. I swore that they were going to need a machete just to get back over to me. Besides the sheer ridiculous amount of space I now took up the petticoats still had to more problems to them. The first one was the weight of it all as I felt like I now had a giant concrete skirt wrapped around me and the other problem was the overwhelming rustling noise the petticoats were emitting, every slight movement I made caused so much rustling that I could drown out the roaring laughter that was coming from the girls.
“Princess is far from finished though” laughed Fiona as she fought her way through my petties to the other side of the shop “She still needs her dress after all”
Fiona eventually managed to get to the backroom leaving the other girls to giggle at my expense as they flicked and fluffed out my petticoats. Fiona returned in mere moments though, only this time she was carrying the final piece of my outfit. When I saw the dress properly I’m sure my jaw would have hit the floor, if the petticoats weren't blocking it that is.
“Well Princess it’s the moment you’ve been waiting for, what do you think” giggled Fiona holding the dress up for me to see “Isn't it beautiful”
Beautiful isn't the word I would have used, I would have gone with monstrous. The dress started with two overly large puffy sleeves that then led into a princess style bodice with sparkly rhinestones sewn in all over it. From the bodice exploded the incredibly full skirt which had row after row of frilly ruffled lace and girly little bows all over it, the skirt was so long that Fiona was still trying to pull it through the door. At this point I would have run home naked instead of wearing the monstrosity before me but the tight fitting slip and ridiculous puffy petticoats meant that I wasn't going anywhere with any kind of speed. The girls however didn't seem to have the same amount of fear that I had, they were too busy roaring with laughter at the sheer ridiculousness of the dress.
“Well Princess I think you should look silly enough in this” said Fiona as she and the other girls started to pull the dress over me.
It must have taken the girls a good 15 minutes to pull the dress all the way over me and then get my arrow straight arms through the puffy sleeves before zipping and buttoning the dress up at the back. It then took the girls another 10 minutes to arrange the full skirt so that it covered all of my petticoats. That’s when I noticed just how heavy the dress was, although I guessed it had to be so that it could keep control of all those petties. The girls were doubling over with laughter at this point as they watched me try and control the dress but the thing really did have a mind of its own.
“And let’s not forget Princess’s crowning glory” said Natalie as she now had to fight her way through my dress to the back room.
While she was gone Fiona decided to add another piece to my outfit in the shape of a giant white fluffy bow that she clipped on to the back of my dress.
“The dress just wouldn't look girly enough without it” said Fiona obviously being sarcastic
While my embarrassment levels were increasing though Natalie made her back into the store with from what I could tell a very large sparkly rhinestone tiara.
“Every silly Princess needs her tiara of course” laughed Natalie as she again fought her way through my dress until she was close enough to put the sparkly feminine object into my hair. What I didn't see though was Stephanie coming from behind me and clipping a veil to the tiara. From what I could see the veil went down just past my shoulders blades where it stopped in all its girly lace glory. I was just hoping that the girls were finally done because all the layers of the dress were quickly turning it into a sauna.
“Well I think Princess is finally ready” said Fiona as she continued to fluff out my dress “Although she is still going to need her bouquet”
No sooner said and it was done as Natalie grabbed a nearby bunch of red roses and thrust them into my hands. The only trouble was that thanks to the very tight gloves I had a real trouble keeping my hands held together in front of me. Natalie had a solution for this little problem though as she grabbed some cable ties and simply tied my hands together in front of me along with the bouquet. All three girls then made their way to the other side of the store, giggling as they squeezed their way past my puffy dress. They went from giggling to side splitting laughter though once they stepped back to admire their work.
“Hahahahahaha just look at you Princess” laughed Fiona who had to support herself on the fall just to avoid falling over “I guessed that you've figured out by now how utterly ridiculous the dress is, in all my time owning this store, I have never even sold one of these dresses. I mean just look at how impractical it is”
I didn't need to look at the dress to realize how impractical it was, because I knew first hand. Not only was the outfit so incredibly girly that even Barbie herself wouldn't want to wear it, but the dress also took up so much room that any bride who wore this dress on her wedding day would seriously struggle to even fit down the aisle as she walked. The fact that the it took over 5 hours to dress me in it certainly didn't do it any favors either. The most impractical thing about the dress though was the sheer weight of it, Natalie was delighted to tell me that overall the dress weighed a little bit over 360 pounds which was nearly 3 times my own weight!!! Now I’m not sure if you've ever tried dragging around another 3 clones of yourself but I can tell you that it’s no easy feat, especially when you can only take 5 inch steps at a time.
“But of course the best part has to be this” giggled Stephanie as she grabbed a nearby full length mirror and pulled it in front of me.
I swore that my eyes must of fallen out of my head when I saw the reflection in the mirror. I knew the dress looked ridiculous but this was the first time that I had seen my new hairstyle and I honestly couldn't believe what they had done. Upon my head sat a tower of hair that seemed to be stacked on top of its self in a ridiculous up do just like I feared. About half way up the tower sat the sparkly tiara that you would think could light up the night sky it shinned so bright. My makeup wasn't much subtler either with my deep red lips and rosy cheeks along with my flirty long lashes that hid ever so slightly glittery blue eye shadow that the girls must have used on my eyes. Overall I looked completely ridiculous and no girl in her right mind would even possibly consider wearing anything remotely like this for her wedding day.
“Well Princess do you feel silly enough yet” laughed Fiona who was still struggling to stand she was laughing so hard “Or would Princess like some more pretty bows and lace to wear”
I immediately shook my head no while failing to prevent my face from turning any redder. I’m sure if you looked at me right now you would think someone took a blowtorch to my face it was so red. This of course only made the girls laugh harder
“Well Princess I think we’re almost done here” said Fiona walking over to the front counter “There’s just the small issue of payment for everything” she continued with a wicked grin on her face “Luckily I found your wallet in your clothes and all of your credit cards as well”
I suddenly took a deep gulp as it dawned on me what Fiona intended to do.
“So let’s see” said Fiona taking out a calculator “First comes the dress and then all of Princess’s pretty underwear, the tiara is next, plus the makeover of course. Next is Princess’s pair of falsies and hair extensions and all that leaves is the fee for our services of course. So all in all that comes to a total of $23,000, a real bargain in my opinion”
My credit cards would have to disagree with that assumption as the absurd price tag instantly maxed three of them. There wasn't much I could do though except stand there and look pretty as Stephanie often says.
“Congratulations Princess you now own you’re very own wedding dress” said Natalie with a super sweet fake smile on her face “I bet you can hardly wait to show it off to everyone”
“Wait…....what” I said forgetting that talking and breathing couldn't coexist with each other thanks to the tightness of the basque.
“You heard me Princess, you’re going to go for some walkies so everyone can see just how silly you look” continued Natalie with much more wicked smile on her face then before “I mean doesn't Princess want everyone to laugh and giggle at how ridiculous she looks, that is what you used to do after all”
Panic was now quickly setting in as I could see the girls taking up positions around me. There was almost nothing I could do though seeing as even moving took great effort on my part. That and the high heels meant that all the girls had to do was lightly push me in the back and I would be forced to stumble forward closer and closer to the door. Fiona was in front of me and the first one to reach the front door which she then opened. I tried my best to stop and go backwards but there was simply too much weight pushing me forward.
“Come along Princess you’re adoring public awaits” giggled Stephanie as she and the other girls started to squish and compact all my petticoats together just so that they could squeeze me through the far too small front door.
After about half of my petticoats had made it through the door Natalie and Stephanie then gave me one huge push from behind and I exploded onto the sidewalk. This whole process probably took about 10 minutes and in that time, there were many people who had stopped to get a look at the stupid girly girl bride try and get out of the door. Needless to say there were plenty of people giggling and even more people holding out their camera phones trying to get a picture of this spectacle. And what a spectacle it was, the sidewalk in the city was large enough to hold a good 6 lanes of people traffic going in every direction but thanks to the dress I took up every inch of it and then a little bit more.
Mommy look at the pretty princess………………..Take a look at that ridiculous hair…………………….You wouldn't see me in such a girly dress…………………….Is that a boy I think I can see an Adams apple. These were just some of the humiliating comments I had to endure as people watched and heard me rustle down the street. Traffic was coming to a standstill as the drivers all playfully laughed and honked their horns at me. My cheeks had never been so crimson in all my life and surely walking through the streets naked would have to be better than this. Every movement I made was incredibly uncomfortable, from the tightness of the slip and basque and gloves. To my suspenders tugging away with every step, the heels were already starting to hurt my feet as well plus I was sweating bullets from how hot the dress made me.
The girls pushed me along for about an hour until they were sure that every single person in the city had a picture of me in all my frilly glory, amazingly in all that time we had only managed to move a couple of blocks, I was sure that a snail could do the same feat in only a quarter of that time. They were far from done though as they eventually managed to push me all the way to the city park.
By this time I was seriously on the border of passing out, the dress had definitely taken its toll on me and rivers of sweat were pouring from my face and not to mention some very rapid panting coming from me as well. Fiona had to wipe my face with a cloth every 2 minutes just to keep it all under control.
“It’s a good thing we used the waterproof makeup, isn't that right Princess” giggled Fiona as she wiped my face again
After more giggling and pictures from the people in the park the girls suggested we take a break in a nearby gazebo. The gazebo was white like my dress and quite large but my dress still managed to fill it up completely once the girls had squeezed me into it.
“Whoo boy I’m exhausted” said Natalie wiping her forehead “That is one heavy dress to push around all day “You’ve sure got it lucky Princess”
“I know right” said Stephanie also wiping her forehead “It must be so nice to just stand there and look pretty, while we do all the work”
I could tell both girls were being sarcastic but I didn't really care, it was just nice to stand in the shade of the gazebo for a while.
“You know I saw a beautiful wedding here once” said Fiona with a mischievous smile on her face “The whole thing was quite beautiful as people would walk by and take a picture or two of the happy couple” she continued as she jumped out of the gazebo along with Stephanie and Natalie.
I really didn't like were the conversation was going at this point and I tried to walk out of the gazebo as well, but the entryway was narrow and without help I couldn't squish my petticoats enough to get through it. I was completely trapped!!!!
“Well girls I don’t know about you but I’m exhausted. Who wants to head back to the store and have some tea” said Fiona getting that sugary sweet smile on her face again.
“We do” said the other two girls in unison and that’s when I knew that the girls intended to leave me here.
“Well Princess this is unfortunately good bye” said Fiona blowing me a kiss “I’m not sure how you’re going to get out of there, but that’s really you’re problem now” she continued as she jumped back into the gazebo “But before we leave I have one last present for”
Fiona then reached into her pocket and pulled out my apartment keys, before shoving them in between the mounds on my chest.
“Princess will still need to go home after all” said Fiona as she backed out of the gazebo.
“Goodbye Princess” said Natalie in a very loud voice “I hope you like being the silly little bride that you always wanted to be”
And with that the girls headed off down the path giggling very loudly while I tried again and again to get through the small opening of the gazebo, but it was hopeless, there was already a small crowd forming who were taking more pictures of me with their camera phones and not to mention giggling loudly. My face was turning redder by the second as I was indeed trapped like a silly Bride.
The End
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