Bridal Gown

As Sun undid her overalls and let them fall around her she eyed the outfit she had picked. The wedding gown was beautiful and something she knew Kara was dying to see upon her petite little body. Though she wondered how long that would last. She stepped out of her overalls and then continued to strip down to her underwear. She left her flats on but could not help chuckling as she saw the wet patch in her panties reflected in the mirror. Kara had not been far off the money there.

Sun felt a little self conscious as she looked over the rest of her body. She cupped her breasts, even in a push up bra they barely stood out. Similarly she did not have wide hips or long shapely legs like many other women. Her butt was prominent for her size but like the rest of her it was on the smaller side compared to others. Cute, as Kara put it. Sun worried that 'cute' was all Kara really saw her as.

Sure, she claimed not to care that Sun did not have larger tits, thicker thighs, wider hips or a bigger rear. And Sun believed her… only she saw the way Kara's eyes wandered. They seemed to constantly seek out more shapely women. Women like Tiffany, Willow, Amy and even Bernice. Sun still felt the spike of jealousy she had when Kara's eyes seemed more drawn to Sun's said nerdy roommate back before they were dating.

Not that she could blame her. Sun had spent more nights than she could count laying wide awake listening to Bernice breathing, imagining what it would be like to be in the same bed together, to hold hands while they studied or dare to even go out on a date together… Sun felt her heart race just remembering what it was like to think of those things. Her eyes caught movement and she turned to look into a mirror before glancing behind herself. As far as she could tell she was alone… she felt breath down the back of her neck.

"Who's there?" Sun said spinning around once more but no one was behind her. She stumbled back as she glanced wildly around. She felt her panties get snagged on something and pulled down as she stumbled about. She almost fell as they slipped off her legs. She glanced around but could not see what they got snagged on. But there they were, on the ground before her.

Stepping forward she leaned down to pick them up. It suddenly felt unnaturally cold here. Goosebumps covered her naked arms and legs. The mirrors began to fog up and she saw her own breath as she backed further up. "Kara…"

Behind Sun, a ghostly figure appeared. A blue transparent Victorian woman in her 30's. She grinned as she looked at Sun shivering and bent over there, her cute little butt on display. She floated down and into the wedding dress hanging at Sun's back. It animated as a soft blue glow faded around it. Immediately, sleeves of the dress reached out and grabbed Sun by her waist before pulling her back into the gown.

"Whaaaaaa!" Sun exclaimed as she was yanked back, hands failing to grasp her lost underwear. The dress held her with ease even as she struggled against it. It pulled itself up and over her, muffling her cries as it passed over her head. The more she struggled against it the firmer the dress yanked itself onto her body. Slipping sleeves over flailing arms before pulling her arms apart and holding her steady while the rest of the dress slid down her body. She gasped as it tightened around her waist.

Sun opened her mouth to scream but a new garment flew over from deep in the closet. A white underbust corset wrapped itself around her already tight midsection and proceeded to **** the air out of her lungs as it firmly grasped her. "It's okay my lovely," a voice whispered from beside Sun. "I'm going to make you so very beautiful for your wife. Just relax and let me do my work."

"She's not my…" Sun gasped as she turned to look at a ghostly face peering around from her back to look at Sun. Her torso was still poking out of the dress. Sun went to scream only for her own arm to be dragged up by the sleeves of the dress and her palm pressed against her lips muffling the cry.

"You look awfully pale… almost like you had seen a ghost," the spirit chuckled as Sun continued to scream into her hand. "Now, now, none of that, hear me? Women like you should be seen and not heard. What will your wife think if she finds you in such hysterics?" the ghost actually tutted at Sun, much to her shock. "I'll take care of you."

Sun wheezed as the corset around her waist pulled even tighter, winding her, before her hand was pulled away. She gasped for breath only for a new garment to leap up towards her. Or an old one in this case. Her own panties. They **** themselves between her open lips and filled her mouth. She tried to speak but from behind a blue ball gag slipped over her head and into her mouth. She heard a latch snap closed and what she assumed was a lock.

"Much better," the ghost said as it turned her forcefully around towards the mirror. "Now let's see what we are working with here today." Sun realised she still had control over her legs and tried to run only for the dress to lift her up off the ground and hold her there with kicking feet. "Naughty, time for a swift little attitude adjustment."

Sun wiggled about, trying to slip free from the dress but the way it had her held from under the arms with those sleeves and the corset now so tight around her waist. She felt ghostly hands wrapping around her sides and groping at her chest. "Not much in the breast department… this dress could be filled out a hell of a lot better," The ghost commented, making Sun complain into her gag as she wiggled about. "But here is the real prize."

Sun felt her cheeks burn as the back of her dress was lifted up by a ghostly hand. She shrieked into the gag as the cold fingers trailed over her naked ass and then pinched one of her cheeks. "This has some heft… for your body size." Sun grumbled through her balled up panties. Why did everyone have to add that clarification at the end of complementing her butt? It may be true but still… wait… why was she worried about this right now?

Her attention was drawn back to reality as there was a sharp crack behind her. Glancing over her shoulder best she could, Sun frowned as she saw a leather belt floating through the air towards her. What was that for? She remembered a tale told by Bernice about her dad's belt. Oh crap. She tried to yell through the gag in her mouth but any objections were silenced by it.

"Hold still now…" the ghost said as Sun wiggled and struggled only for the belt to lash out. It cracked against her ass, echoing through the closet like the thunder outside. Sun let out a muffled yelp followed by a sob. "Mmm lovely." A cold ghostly hand ran across her burning ass. Sun could not help whimper in relief from the cold against her skin only to wince as it gave her ass a pinch. "But I think you need a bit more than just that for a proper attitude adjustment." Sun rapidly shook her head only for a ghostly hand to grasp her by her chin as the other held up her dress.

"There's no getting out of this… so just breathe… relax… and take it like a good girl. Okay dear?" The ghost said as she turned Sun to look her in the face. Sun glared at her in defiance. "Fine. Be like that." The belt cracked again and Sun flinched as it impacted her bare ass. She cried out only for it to lash her again, this time on the opposite untouched cheek. Sun wailed into the gag before a third impact smacked into that same cheek. When no follow-up strike came, Sun went limp, sobbing and shaking. She was already out of breath from just these few hits. The tight corset was not helping matters in the least.

"There, there," the ghost said, her hand once more rubbing Sun's burning ass. She was embarrassed to admit how soothing not just the cold touch of the ghost was but the action itself. "A few more and I think you are done." Sun jolted at this as she looked up at the ghost's face and shook her head while whining. "Shhhhhh, shhhhhh." The ghost's hand left her ass and went to caress her face. "Don't cry… be brave and strong for me… and not only will I make this quick but I will reward you. Otherwise I will have to keep going. Is that agreeable?" Sun nodded, anything to make this stop. "Good."

The crack of the belt against Sun's ass again made her gasp but she bit down into her panties to stifle her sobs. Another smack and she winced before closing her eyes tightly. The tears streamed down her face but she refused to let out any sobs. The hand upon her cheek wiped away the tears before the final blow came and the impact of it alone would have knocked Sun to the ground had she not been suspended there. The dam broke and she sobbed like a baby.

"That's it, all over now. It's okay," the ghost said as her soothing hand returned to Sun's red tanned ass. "You were very brave and a good girl. Look at me." Sun opened her eyes and saw a smiling ghostly face looking at her with such pride. "You are going to keep being a good girl, right?" Sun nodded again as she breathed in sharply through her nose. "So we won't have to repeat this again then." Sun nodded even more enthusiastically. "That's right, you are a good girl for Mummy." Sun did not have the energy to balk at this new remark, all she could do was nod and try to stop sobbing as her tears were whipped away and her sore ass soothed.

"Now, I do believe I promised you a reward," the ghost said once Sun was able to stop crying. She was turned around to face the mirror and a gust of ghostly wind blew in from around her to clear it of dust. Looking at herself in the mirror, Sun was stunned by how beautiful she looked. The dress did not fit her perfectly, especially around her bust, but beyond that it looked so nice against her body. "Here… allow me." The ghost reached in and around from the dress to grasp Sun's meager breasts only for her hands to merge into them for a moment.

Sun gasped as she felt the cold against her sensitive flesh only to feel warmth there and she moaned as the hands pulled out from her breasts. Only as they did she felt the flesh of her body pulled along with them. Sun's eyes widened comically as her breasts expanded. They stretched out from her body almost painfully before the flesh actually grew. Sun could not believe her eyes let alone the sudden extra weight upon her body as the hands left her but sure enough her breasts had gone from a mere A-cup to a small B-cup. A dramatic change for the flat chested woman that stretched her little pushup bra to the limit as it dug into her shoulder blades.

"There we go and look how well you now fill out your dress," ghost mummy praised as Sun felt her head spin a little. "There is more of that in store too if you are a good girl but first we need to get you ready for your wife. It is after all high time the two of you gave me some grandbabies and I will be damned if I do not get them on the way tonight." Sun blinked before balking at the absurdity of this. Mummy… the woman… ghost was not serious about this… right? Sun tried to voice her objection but once more the gag muffled her speech as ghostly hands patted her newly enhanced breasts.

"Now that these are taken care of… time to finish dressing and get you ready for your big night," ghost mummy said with a devious grin before sinking back into the dress. "Oh you are going to have so much fun getting knocked up. And the best part. Being pregnant does wonders for your tits my daughter, don't you worry. You'll enjoy this." Sun rather thought she would not but she could do little against this malevolent, motherly ghost as it was. At worst she would be in for another spanking. How the hell was she going to get out of this one?