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Chapter 2 by MidnightWriter MidnightWriter

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Katie

I stand in front of the a big window on the third floor of the chapel away from the hustle and bustle of wedding guests chattering away. My mother helps me pull on my wedding dress over the white lace thong I'm wearing. The dress strapless allowing no room for a bra. but I'm not that shy even with exposed breasts. Especially considering only my bridesmaids, photographer and mother in the room. Yes the photographer I only met a few months ago, but since then she has been amazing. She even helped me put together over 100 boudoir photos for Alex as a wedding gift once we were married.

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I look at myself in the full-length mirror, the lace thong straining slightly against my hips as I adjust the bodice of the dress. The silk skims my curves like a second skin, the bodice lifting my breasts just enough to create a subtle cleavage that's elegant rather than scandalous. I stand at 5'7" and 120lbs a flat toned stomach. Most of my weight I carry in my almost too big for my frame butt, hips, and breasts. My breasts are, as Alex calls them "a perfect handful" described by my friends as the Goldilocks, Because they claim they are neither too big or too small for my frame. And hey I've never heard anyone complain when I show them my 34C breasts so ill take it as a win

My mother fusses behind me, straightening invisible wrinkles and patting down my back with practiced precision. "You look stunning, sweetheart," she murmurs, her voice thick with emotion. Her own dark eyes, the same as mine, shine with tears as she steps back to admire you.

"thanks mom" I say with a smile my eyes meeting hers in the mirror. I look back at my reflection.

The dress settles perfectly around my wide hips, the A-line skirt whispering against the polished wooden floor as I take a deep breath closing my eyes. Outside, the church bells toll midday, their bronze voices echoing through the empty streets where wedding guests talk and laugh waiting for the wedding to start. Yet from up here a beautiful silence hangs in the air—no cars pulling up, no laughter drifting up from the courtyard below. Just as promised by the pastor just...Peace and quiet.

The photographer breaks the silence, Katie would you like to take some shots of you in the wedding dress now. I know we have some but today is the big day" she says with her everlasting cheerful smile.

Photoshoot?

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