Jasper wakes up at the chapel

The misty fog in his head was finally starting to clear.

Jasper slowly opened his eyes, eyelids feeling heavy.

Where was...?

He was lying down, but...not in the room he had just been in. Where was he?

He slowly sat upright, trying not to flinch from the fading headache he was having. Jasper felt...weird.

"Morning, sleeping beauty."

He turned quickly at the sound of the familiar voice. "Miss Jacqueline?"

He started to push the white sheet that had been draped over his chest off him but to his surprise it didn't budge.

"Wait...what am i...?" Jasper stammered.

"Tada."

Jacqueline took a step to the side, away from the mirror behind her and dramatically gestured towards it.

Jasper's eyes grew wide.

The dark haired maiden in the mirror was wearing a pure white wedding gown that drapped over her shoulders, leaving the smooth tan skin exposed. The skirt line was asymmetric, exposing her long, shapely, and well-shaven legs down to the silver ankle bracelet and white stiletto heels. The dress's sleeves ran down her arms like gloves, coming to an end around her middle finger.

Her hair, wavy and beautiful, fell seductively down her shoulders to rest on her breast, while the rest was tied up in a messy bun. Pure white pearl earrings alighted the tip of each earlobe and a choker that resembled the wings of an angel wrapped about her neck. Her lips were dark red and her soft eyes were framed in black eyeliner, dark brown eyeshadow, and mascara lifted her lashes to voluptuous allure.

Jasper blinked and gasped.

So did the beauty in the mirror.

"Incredible how much of a figure the corset gave you." Jacqueline mused with a giggle. "That and the lingerie set underneath that lovely little number..."

Jasper felt himself blush in embarrassment, suddenly aware of the underwear cupping his butt.

"What's going on? Why are you doing this to me?" Jasper demanded, pointing at the woman in red. He suddenly realised his nails had been painstakingly shaped into delicate tips, each lightly covered in nail polish.

"Didn't you listen earlier?" Jacqueline asked coyly.

"You...are Operation Decoy."

Before Jasper could protest, a loud knock came from the door.