I looked at the wedding dress. It really was beautiful. I knew it was for me. I also knew that if I refused to wear it, it would be senseless. I'd end up wearing it anyway. So, I looked at Susie and Nancy and said, "I guess we better get started or we'll be late!" They both smiled at me. Susie said, "Well, first things first, we need to do your hair and make-up." So, we went into the changing room and sat down at the vanity. Nancy placed a wig on my head. Then, she did my make-up. Staring into the mirror, I was quite surprised at how cute I was.
When Nancy finished, Susie told me to come over to her and she'd help me get dressed. Susie had already gotten dressed in her gown; Nancy did her hair and make-up as I went to get dressed. First, I put on a white satin merry widow. Susie added pads to the bra cup to fill it out nicely. Then, I put on a matching set of white crotch-less panties.
Then white silk stockings were added and fastened to garters, which were already part of the merry widow. Then, she helped me slip into the dress. In what seemed like minutes, I went from looking like an average guy to looking like a beautiful woman! Nancy whistled from behind me, "Wow, you look better than most women! You'll definitely turn a few heads today!" We all laughed.
It was almost time to go. Susie and Nancy finished dressing and preparing themselves. I waited patiently for them and we talked about various things from my job, hobbies, to sex. Finally, I slipped on a pair of white high heels. I almost fell on my face! Susie and Nancy started giggling. "Good thing, you'll be escorted!" I hadn't thought of that. I was being given away? By whom? As if reading my thoughts, the door opened. In walked Karen's father. He was dressed in a black tuxedo and looked quite handsome. Of course, the last time I had seen him, my face had been a lot lower than eye level. He gave a low whistle, "You look beautiful" He came over and offered his arm to me. "If we had a little more time, I'd bend you over right now!" Nancy scolded him, "Now, we'll have none of that. You'll wrinkle the dress and mess up Jackie's makeup. What would your wife say?" He looked crestfallen. He knew that if he tried anything his wife would be furious. Then, placing my arm in his, he led me out the door.