6 months later

"Do you, Chase Wallin, take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, in sickness and in health, till **** do you part?"

You stand in a cathedral beneath a stained glass window. Pews packed with friends, family, and acquaintances fill the space, bracketed by ancient stone columns and statues. Across the altar, you look into Pearl's eyes, and squeeze her hands. She smiles.

In an ornate, long-sleeved white dress, with little roses laced into her fair hair, you've never seen Pearl so beautiful. Though you've never seen a dress quite like Pearl's, either - it shows off an absolutely stupid amount of cleavage, to the point where if you tripped and fell face-first the wrong way, it'd require the fire department to pull you out again.

Neither is the tight, low-cut wedding dress's modesty helped by the pronounced swell of Pearl's abdomen. But this was the dress she wanted, so...

You answer the priest's challenge, at once fulfilling a six-month old oath to Pearl's sister Macy, and forging an eternal oath to Pearl herself.

"I do," you say.

An excited murmur passes through the crowd, with phones making shutter sounds and the professional photographer's camera flashing.

The priest solemnly turns to your beautiful bride. "And do you, Pearl Nowak -"

Pearl throws herself forward, mashing her lips against yours and wrapping her arms around the back of your head. You stagger backward, struggling to keep your and Pearl's balance.

Laughter and your best man Sully's distinctive hooting accompany a bunch more camera flashes.

Pearl makes out with you at the alter for a minute straight until the priest's patience runs low, and he clears his throat.

"Legally speaking, the ceremony's not complete until you both give verbal confirmation," says the priest.

Pearl reluctantly stops sucking face with you, and gives the officiator a guilty smile. "That meant yes."

"I pronounce you man and wife. Now you may kiss the groom."

Pearl gloms onto you again, shoving her tongue down your throat. The audience erupts into cheers and applause, and gives a thrilled oooooh! when Pearl hikes a leg over your hip and presses her extra curvy body into yours - you're **** to grab her under her thigh to prevent the two of you from toppling over. The priest shakes his head and exits stage left.

"Save it for the honeymoon!" Yutong calls out from the sidelines, looking sharp in her pastel-pink mini bridesmaid dress - Pearl's choice.

"We'll be lucky if they save it for the parking lot," mutters Macy, fidgeting with the very low cut dress Pearl reserved for the maid of honor.

Though, to be fair, the dress does make Macy look sexy as hell. The amount of looks she's been pulling down is respectable considering how stunning Pearl is today. Course, she's not as sexy as Pearl, but hey. Nobody's perfect.

"I'm so ridiculously happy right now, Chase," Pearl breathes against your mouth. "I can't wait to start my life with you."

You press your forehead warmly against hers and, with a smile, run a hand over her rounded stomach. "You already have."

Pearl's eyes sparkle. Radiating happiness, your new wife touches your cheek and tenderly pulls you into another kiss.