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Beautiful T-Girls in bridal lingerie!
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There is something so special, so feminine about bridal white lingerie and dresses that makes us feel total girly. Thank you for perfectly capturing that feeling and look!
Such a brilliant collection of bridal beauties!
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The ideal couple, even if the vows were a little one-sided.

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Such a lovely sissy bride. She'll certainly make a wonderful obedient sissy wife ! 💋🎀 ☮️ ❤️
OOOooo I want to see the bride get dressed
I always love this kind of juxtaposition. Something about the switcheroo is so fun and exciting!
Lass mich ein Brautkleid anprobieren und ... mit gigantischen Brüsten und Halsband, vor den Altar treten. Und in der Hochzeitsnacht, lege mir einen Keuschheitsgürtel an.
Omg wedding goals, would love to be this beautiful. You are an inspiration dov
Me gustaría estar el lugar de novia
"I trust you," Evelyn had said to her husband to be, James. They were going to do things differently. He would pick out her outfit for the wedding and she would pick his.

He knew she had this idea about them both wearing tuxedos to the wedding to symbolize equality in the relationship -- or some shit. But screw that, he thought. Both you and your woman in identical tuxes? You might as well throw your Adam's Apple into a ravine. 

Besides, she couldn't be serious (could she?) And he knew exactly what she needed. So he asked for the biggest, most effeminate dress. Something that screamed "love, cherish" and most of all "obey."

Little did he know her plan the whole time was to pick for him whatever he picked for her. If he would have picked a tux, they would have both worn tuxes. So one could only imagine his shock when he found out he would be walking down the aisle in his very own big white puffy-sleeved ball gown. 

The idea of him and his wife-to-be walking down the aisle in matching wedding dresses boiled his blood. And by the time he learned, it was too late to change course.

He could see the smug look on his future sister-in-law's face as she would revel in his discomfort. He even had a Nightmare about her coming over for a visit, and he being assigned as her personal french maid. Fetching her pillows, cooking her food, massaging her feet. The Nightmares got worse. He became "one of the girls". He, Evelyn, and his sister-in-law would spend their days in clay masks and pajamas. Evelyn wore hello kitty. Him, wonder woman. They'd paint each other's nails -- he always got pink. And then they'd go to the salon and, hair all in rollers, gossip like hens.

"Your purse is so cute, Jamie!" the sister in law would compliment.

"Did you see the last episode of real housewives?" the wife would interject.

Then a Chris Hemsworth looking guy would pass by and James would say "Mmm. All I want to see is my mouth around his --"

James woke up sweating. Dresses were one thing. But liking men is another. He got up and went to the bathroom to wash his face. To his shock, her was wearing his future wife's nightgown! Did she put this on him in his sleep! That bitch! 

He marched to the bed as menacingly as a man in his fiance's nightie could looking to give her a piece of his mind. But there was something about the nightgown that sent a spark of fear through his heart. Fear of his fiancee?

No, he manned up and pulled back the cover to reveal... Chris Hemsworth! The man stood to tower over James with a satisfied smile on his face. James was repulsed by what he knew that satisfied smile meant. He woke up for real this time and didn't go to sleep.

So by the time the big day rolled around, all those thoughts were running through his head. All of them, as he stood before his first ever pair of his/her wedding gowns. Standing there in nothing but boxers, he saw it all. The foot massages, the French maid outfit, the rollers, real housewives and CHRIS FRICKIN HEMSWORTH! It was too much for any red blooded man to bear. It sent him into a rage. So he tore his dress piece-by-piece leaving behind one. Unfortunately, his future wife walked in on the fiasco in nothing but lingerie and heels.

"What are you doing?" she said and then added as if to rub it in. "Shouldn't you be in your lingerie?"

The memory of her saying "Of course you have to wear the lingerie, honey. We have to be matching" made him blush with rage.

"I'm not wearing lingerie!" He spit out. "I'm not wearing a dress either!"

Evelyn stood there dismayed as he went on his rant.

"Snake's only got one head. Can't be two," he explained stupidly. "Someone's gotta lead. Someone's gotta wear the pants. It's going to be me."

He suddenly felt his masculinity returning. He barked out orders.

"Now put on your dress. I have a suit on it's way."

Evelyn stood still.

"I said put it on."

Evelyn knew she barely stood a chance, but if she was going to earn his respect, she had to take a stand.

She gritted her teeth and said "Make me."

He cracked his knuckles and walked to her saying, "Gladly."

....

And so it was, Evelyn marched into that room in a dress she never intended to wear. A big booming gown with puffy sleeves that made her feel ridiculous. Some saw regret on her face as she marched two steps down the aisle... but then stopped.

Murmurs filled the room as she stepped out of the dress to reveal she was wearing the tuxedo which comfortably covered her fiance's boxers that she was now wearing also. Which could only mean one thing...

She snapped her fingers into the air. And to a sea of gasps out walked James like an obedient puppy. He wore a gorgeous silk bustier showing off humongous breasts that you almost couldn't tell were fake slip ons. The silky feeling at his bottom served as the infuriating reminder that his manhood was encased by his fiance's silk panties framed on either side by white stockings held up by a garter belt. To top it all off, strapped around his stockinged feet were the highest white heels you could imagine. The deep scowl on his made up face told the whole story as he tip toed to the open dress. Evelyn had kicked his ass and forced him into her panties, her stockings, her shoes. Certainly, she could have just let him come out in the dress, but she wanted the world to know how thoroughly defeated he was. Not just wearing a pretty dress, but his girlfriend's bustier and garter belt to boot. "What a sissy!" They would say.

Evelyn bathed in his shame, feasting upon each of his ginger little steps as he moved toward the dress -- his destiny.

It felt like a right of passage as she slipped her bride into his gorgeous gown and started to zip up the posterior. The final latch of the zipper closing around his back felt like shackles locking around his wrists for eternity. He scowled deeper think about escape, but realizing she was too strong for him. This was his life now.

As they marched down the aisle, she now the husband and he now the wife, he knew he would never wear pants again. Pretty pink dresses, peplum skirts and floral blouses flashed before his eyes. And after the couple exchanged the one sided vows, she grabbed his ass and murmured into his ear about the things she was going to do to it on their honeymoon. And the instruments she would use.

As he saw his sister in law laugh and laugh and his whole world slipping away, he couldn't help but think "Why didn't I just pick the tux?"
Reminds me of my wedding day only that sissy bride is taller than me.
Hot! Like to think the bride was me!
I love this. I say this a lot but this is one of my fantasies. Sissy brides and dominant grooms. I'd love to be tugged down the aisle on a leash like the sissy in this picture.
i always thought being forced to marry someone,In a situation like a blind date, except you have no idea whatsoever who they are, their gender, what their lifestyle is and how extreme your life will change, until it's over and done and too late to do anything about it, would be such a lovely fate.
Also I'm super curious, is there a reason you do a solid bride theme month this time of year?

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