A Bride for Halloween (6 page)

"It’s OK, Heidi" Jenny said. "The girls will take good care of you. I just need to take care of a few things."

Sarah went to work on my hair. When she was finished with my hair, she put my head under the dryer and begain to work on my nails. She started to work on my toenails. painting them a bright red. I had been too nervous to get much sleep the previous night, and I nodded off under the hair dryer. When I woke up, my head was no longer under the dryer.

"Welcome back, Sleeping Beauty" Sarah exclaimed.

It was not surpised that my toenails and fingernails were both painted a flaming red. What was surprising, though, was the length of my fingernails."

"How do you like your nails? They’re acrylic."

My heart caught in my throat. Weren’t acrylic nails more permanent than just one day? I remembered that Jenny and Sarah had discussed my session in some detail. If Jenny wanted me to have acrylic nails, then I was certain that they must be temporary. Jenny knew what she was doing.

Sarah began working on my makeup. She used foundation on my face. This was a new experience for me. Jenny had never used foundation. She applied eyeliner and worked with a mascara pencil. I sat quietly as the artist perfected her craft.

"OK, just about done here. I’m going to outline your lips and then used some Ravishing Red lipstick. Jenny tells me that its your favorite color."

I nodded, not wanting to share the details of my first experience wth Ravishing Red.

Sarah filled in my lips with the lipstick and pronounced me complete.

"This lipstick is long lasting and kiss proof, but you’ll want to take carry the tube with you, just in case you need a touch up."

I took the lipstick from her and thanked her.

Jenny arrived just as we were finishing up.

"OK, Jen, I’m finished. One beautiful bride, ready for her wedding, just as I promised."

Jenny settled the bill and we left the salon and headed back home.

Finally, it was time to get dressed. Jenny made sure that I visited the little girls room one last time before we got started. Once I was safely secured into the dress, it would be much more difficult for me to pee.

Jenny helped me put the corset on. Then she moved behind me and went to work lacing the corset. She worked at the lacing more carefully than she had in the past, and I noticed that she was lacing the corset tighter than she had in the past. I gasped a little as she finished the lacing. It was a little difficult to breathe.

"Remember that women used to wear corsets all the time. Surely you can stand one day in a corset."

I really didn’t see what my experience had in common with the women in days gone by. After all, I wasn’t a woman, I was a man, I thought to myself.

Jenny attached my stockings to my corset’s garter strap.

"And we can’t forget the bridal garter" Jenny said, as she slid it up my leg. "I’m going to have a lot of fun taking this off tonight."

Jenny then helped my into my crinoline. At long last, I was ready for the gown itself. I stepped into the gown. The crinoline made the dress flare out and become much more full that it had been without the crinoline. Jenny pulled the zippper up and fastened the hook at the top of the zipper. She worked her way up the row of buttons, fastening each one in turn. Then she fastened the buttons on my sleeves as well.

I had crossed the threshold. There was no going back from here. There was no way on earth that I would be able to escape from this bridal gown on my own. The buttons, hook, and zipper could not be unfasted by the bride - she needed help to get out of the dress. Even if I ran, which would be extremely difficult in a wedding dress and a train, I would still need help from someone to help me out of the gown. My masculine side resigned himself to his fate. My feminine side was doing somersaults of joy.

Jenny helped me with my earrings and a pearl necklace. She placed my veil on my head and adjusted it until it was perfect.

Jenny brought my pumps out. In my flustered state in the bridal store, I had picked a pair of heels with 4 inch heels, instead of the 3 inch heels that Jenny had originally included in her plans. Jenny hadn’t brought this to my attention until a week later. It was fine with her - she simply changed the alterations to the gown to accomodate a higher heel. I had been forced to practice in some higher heels than originally planned. In the beginning, I was stumbling all over the place. Now, however, I was the picture of grace and elegance.

I slipped my feel into the pumps and gazed into the mirror. A picture perfect bride stared back at me. It seemed like only yesterday that Michelle has lured me into her dress for the first time, sending me along the road that now had me dresses in bridal splendor, ready and willing to be Jenny’s bride.

When Jenny came out, I was shocked at her transformation. She was wearing a tuxedo. Her breasts had obviously been wrapped, as her bosom was nonexistant. She wore a mustache and beard.

She got down on one knee and pulled out a ring.

"Heidi, will you marry me?" she asked.

"Yes, oh yes, I will" I replied.

Jenny slid the ring onto my finger and kissed me deeply. The ring sparkled like a real diamond, but surely Jennny didn’t actually go out and buy a real engagement ring? I felt an extra quiver of excitement.

Jenny and I got into her car, and we headed off the Halloween party.

We had been on the road for about fifteen minutes when Jenny said that we had one last thing to do before going to the party. We turned into a residential area and parked in front of a two story brick home. Jenny opened the door, and helped extract me, the gown, the train, and the veil from the inside of the car.

Jenny rang the doorbell and and attractive brunette came to greet us.

"Jonathon and Heidi. Come right in - we’re ready for you." She turned to me and said "I’m Amy. I’ve heard so many things about you Heidi. I must agree, you are abolutely beautiful."

I followed Amy and Jenny into the interior of the house. We came to a large room where some professional camera equipment was set up.

Jenny leaned over to me and whispered "Every bride needs plenty of pictures of her wedding day."

I wondered how many more surprises Jenny had in store for me.

Amy started on some solo pictures of the bride alone. She took pictures from various different angles and used several different backgrounds. I moved from location to location and position to position as Amy requested. Jenny adjusted my train as I moved around.

I really hoped that the pictures turned out. It would be nice to have some nice professional pictures of me in my wedding gown. This was truly going to be a Halloween that I would never forget.

Amy finished with the solo bride pictures and wanted to include the groom in the next set. Jenny stood beside me. We gazed into each other's eyes as Amy started shooting. When Amy called for us to kiss for the camera, we embraced in a long, warm, tender kiss. I loved being around Jenny, and I loved everything about her. At that moment, I knew that I would have glady said "I do" to her today, if we were really getting married. Even if I had to be the one wearing the wedding dress. On second thought, especially if I got to be the one wearing the wedding dress.

Amy took a few more shots and then called the the bridesmaids to join the party.

Bridesmaids? What bridesmaids?

Three women approached, wearing mint green bridesmaid dresses. My sister Michelle, our friend Miranda, and a third young lady who was a complete stranger to me.

Michelle came over to me and gave me a big hug. She saw the engagement ring on my finger and gushed about how beautiful it was. Maybe it actually was a real diamond.

"You look stunning, Mikey" she whispered to me. "I am so proud of you. I’m honored to be your maid of honor."

"These are going to be some nice pictures for the family photo album, huh?" I whispered back.

"Wouldn’t that freak out Mom and Dad? It’s too bad, though. They wouldn’t have wanted to miss their daughter’s wedding. You are such a beautiful bride."

Amy took some pictures of just Michelle and I. Michelle and I had always been close, and I could see pure joy in her eyes. She looked as if she was about to cry. I didn’t have the heart to remind her that this was just for a Halloween party. As she put her arm around my waist, a part of me wished that this really was my wedding day, that I really was a bride, and that it was all for real.

Amy finished with Michelle’s shots and Miranda replaced Michelle beside me.

"You are so beautiful, Heidi" she exclaimed. "I wish I was half as pretty as you are."

"You are much prettier than I am, Miranda" I replied.

"Not today" she said. "Today you are the most beautiful woman in the world."

I thought that might be a bit of an overstatement, but I graciously accepted the compliment.

This time, my pictures with Miranda were much more formal. She stayed at my side and smiled nicely into the camera. She didn’t once try to kiss me. My chances for a kiss du jour were quickly slipping away.

Amy introduced the third bridesmaid to me as her daughter, Allisan. Jenny had wanted there to be three bridesmaids in the pictures, so Amy had arranged for Allisan to fill the third slot.

I thanked Allisan for helping out for the pictures. She replied that it was the least she could do for such a beautiful bride. Even total strangers were giving me compliments. I could get used to this.

Allisan wasn’t on the verge of tears like Michelle or on the verge of trying to kiss me, like Miranda. She was a very attractive girl, and she too, looked gorgeous in the bridesmaid dress.

Amy then gathered the bridesmaids around me for several pictures. Before long, we were finished.

"OK" Amy said "we’re done with the pictures. Is everybody ready for the ceremony?"

"Yes" came the response. I guess that Amy didn’t realize that there wasn’t an actual ceremony - and Jenny, Michelle, and Miranda seemed to be playing along.

Everyone else seemed to be moving to the front of the room, as I followed. As my bridemaids fanned out to one side, Jenny turned to face me, and Amy stood in front of us with a book in her hand. It took a split second for me to realize what was going on. Amy was a justice of the peace, and the ceremony was going to happen right here. I nearly peed my pretty pink panties right there in front of everyone. I was going to be a bona fide bride.

Oh my God. This was something that I was really not prepared for. Was this legal? Could Amy really marry us with me dressed as a bride and Jenny as a groom? I didn’t have a lot of time to think. In just a few minutes, I needed to say "I do". My heart was beating a hundred beats a minute and my mind was racing a million miles an hour. What kind of a man allows himself to be legally married in pink panties and four inch heels? How many people in this group actually knew I was a man? Michelle and Jenny definitely knew. I wasn’t sure about Miranda - had Jenny let her in on the whole story when she had borrowed Miranda’s dresses? I doubted that Amy knew, and I was certain Allisan did not.

"Do you, Heidi, take Jonathon to be your lawfully wedded husband?"

For a split second, I was still unsure. Then I looked into Jenny’s eyes, and my feminine side jumped for the forefront and sqeaked out an "I do."

Michelle handed me a ring, and I slid it onto Jenny’s finger. A few seconds later, Jenny was sliding a ring into my finger.

"By the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss the bride."

Jenny pulled me close and kissed me deeply, her tongue darting in and out of my mouth. I was now Jenny’s wife. It was an intoxicating and exhilarating feeling.