Turned into a Bridesmaid

Part 8 - The Wedding Day

We started the day by heading over to Jessica's, the place where it all began for me. As Ellie and I drove over there, I was feeling nervous, but also thinking fondly of those excited moments when we first tried on the dresses. That day, being helped by Lou, was only a few weeks ago, but so much had changed since then. 

Both Ellie and myself were wearing casual clothes, as the plan was to do all of our make-up, hair and put on our dresses together. Ellie wore jeans and a plain t-shirt, I was in some denim hotpants and a flowery crop-top. Our bridesmaid dresses were with us in the car. 

As we arrived, Lou greeted us with a huge smile. I couldn't help quickly flicking my gaze down to her ankle, where I saw the ankle bracelet and key attached above her bare feet. I tried not to show her I was thinking of it, after all, I only needed to cope with one more day to keep my promise to Lou. She was looking great though, even if she was just in a matching light pink leggings and sports-bra set. 

We gathered excited, all heading to Jessica, who we could tell was feeling nervous. She was fussing around, trying to make sure everything had been taken care of at the venue. We tried to calm her down, and focus on getting ready, which was conveniently timed as we heard a knock on the door. Lou headed over, and returned shortly with a tall blonde woman carrying a large metal case, introducing herself as Emily, here to do our hair and make-up. 

Jessica went first, followed by Lou. They both looked incredible, which increased my excitement. Though I started to worry if Emily would say anything, did she know about me, had she been warned? When my turn arrived, I was slightly apprehensive as I sat down, but Emily was kind and friendly. I even received compliments on my simple make-up which I had applied that morning, but Emily worked quickly beyond what I was capable of. I couldn't believe it was my face as she progressed, wonderful contours, dark and smokey eyeshadow, bright pink lipstick, some glitter around my cheeks. I looked so good. 

Emily then asked if I would like to have my hair done, and before I could fumble a response about how I was wearing a wig, she said that she was amazing with wigs and had some more options in her van. I couldn't say yes quick enough, and took her first suggestion of beautiful wig with long flowing blonde locks. She took her time fixing it carefully in place, and making sure it blended seamlessly, making the overall look something I was astounded by. I had liked the way I looked over the last few weeks, but this was beyond what I could ever have expected, I felt so beautiful, I was so happy. 

After thanking Emily, I headed to put on my dress. I headed to the spare bedroom after being shown there by Lou, who also complimented me, further boosting my ego. I pulled out of my handbag the lingerie I packed, some light pink panties which I had been given by Miss Julie, which although had signs of wear on the inside of the gusset, felt so beautiful and delicate as I pulled them on over my butt and clit. I combined the panties with a plain pink strapless bra, and fitted in my breastforms. After that, I pulled the dress up over me, struggling slightly with the pink ruffles, and then making sure the sequinned upper portion of the dress fitted well over my breasts. Finally, I carefully put on my silver high heels on my feet, which showed off my pink-painted nails at the front. I couldn't have been happier with how I looked, I think I admired myself in the mirror for 5 minutes, but it could easily have been a lot longer. 

Before heading downstairs, I transferred my essentials from my handbag into the pink heart-shaped clutch bag which we all had to match with our outfits. There wasn't much room in the clutch bag, so I made sure I had my phone, some lipstick and foundation for any touch-ups, and a couple of discrete panty liners. I had recently started to get used to carrying panty liners, as unfortunately the cage took some drying and I would occasionally leak slightly, so if in a rush I would use the panty liner rather than risking my panties. I suppose it was just another part of my life as a woman. 

Everything moved quickly after that. It wasn't long before the four of us gathered, and had a few photos taken. Stood around Jessica in her wedding desk, with myself, Ellie and Lou in matching bridesmaid dresses, I had never felt more in the right place. I knew, deep in my heart, this was right for me. I smiled in the photos, feeling on top of the world, before we headed outside to travel to the Church.

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After about 5 minutes at the Church, I started to relax and feel even more comfortable. I had worried for the last few weeks what people would think about me, if people would point and stare, but it wasn't like that. For one thing, all the focus was on Jessica, but also I felt so confident in my look, I knew I looked amazing. 

The ceremony itself was beautiful, I was stood at the front of the Church as Jessica walked up the aisle and looked stunning. I was so enraptured by the beauty of it all, the grand building, the guests, and the clear love between Jessica and Adam. At one point, I felt as if I was about to shed some tears, but stopped myself at the thought of my make-up being ruined. 

During the exchange of vows, I ended up briefly locking eyes with the best man, who I later found out was called Jamie, and was Lou and Adam's cousin. He gave me a smile, and I smiled back. I thought it was just friendly, but I couldn't help but notice how great he looked in his suit. For the last week or two, I had started noticing men more and more, something I had barely thought of before. I put it down to my frustration at being in chastity, especially since Lou got me thinking about it with the magazine, and her telling me about experiencing the 'real thing'. I tried to shake the thoughts out of my mind, and returned to being entranced by the ceremony. 

After the vows were exchanged, and we started leaving the Church, I felt enormous happiness for Jessica, as well as being proud that I had done it. Something that didn't feel like a remote possibility not too long ago, I had done it, at first for my friend, but I had found something for myself along the way. At my heels clicked along the Church floor as we left, I felt as if I was walking on air. 

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The venue for the reception was a short drive away, and Lou grabbed me as we headed out as she found a ride for us. One of Adam's friends was driving us over in his car, with Lou sitting in the front. I sat in the back on my own, but realised we were waiting for some others. As I looked out of the window, I saw a couple of the groomsmen heading for either door, one was the best man, Jamie. 

The other groomsman, Dan, opened the door opposite me, with Jamie opening the door next to me. I started scooting into the middle seat, careful to not let my dress ride up my legs too much. It was a tight fit in the back of the car, and both of the men either side of me took up plenty of space as they settled in, spreading their legs wide. I pushed my legs together, as Jamie put his hand onto my knee as he adjusted for more space. I have to admit, I did feel that twitch in my clit again. 

On the short ride, Lou introduced me to Dan, Jamie and the other man driving, Addy. I was very conscious of myself, at the centre of the car, but reminded myself that I looked great. Jamie then complimented me, "You look amazing", to which he clearly smiled as he saw me blush. 

As we exited the car, Jamie turned around as he stood up, and offered his hand to me, I grabbed it, again feeling a twitch. 

"Let me buy you a drink".

I blushed even more.

To be concluded with The Wedding Night