The slutty dress

"Ohh no... this is the one my King." You breath the words as your heart begins to race.

It is white... with ruffles and frills in the right places... but calling it a wedding dress is probably a stretch.

White heels with bows on the back. White thigh highs with very fancy trim attached not to a garter belt but directly to a white under bust corset that is cut in a way that it doesn't cover your hips or navel. The corset has frills along it's edges and connects in four places to lacy strips of fabric. The first two go up over your nipples just barely covering them and connect behind your neck while the others go from under your breasts around them close to your chest forcing your large endowments to protrude out as if on display.

The skirt is three layers but only goes from the front left rib of your corset to the front right exposing your legs and frilly white panties. The back of the skirt although attached to the back ribs of the corset hangs low enough to expose the top of your butt crack. If you had a tramp stamp it would be framed by the bottom of the corset and the top of the skirt.

The outfit includes Shoulder length gloves, open palmed and tied at your index finger. And of course a lacy vail. Each overlapping piece or connection has a small white bow and the lace is all beautiful and intricate but besides how much skin it exposes the material of the panties and covering your nipples is... very transparent.

The thought of getting married in such a dress in front of the entire kingdom... your body grows hot and your breathing heavy.

"Yes... this is perfect."

The Wedding.

You reach the throne room just in time as the music plays and you begin walking down the isle. Looking around you don’t see Toadsworth or the other ministers… did your king take care of them already.. surely they would try to stop this…

Huh, thinking is easier now... they did **** you so... they deserve what they got... but... wait...

Your thoughts become clearer as you walk down through the hall. For the first time today you are breathing fresh air… with each step hour head clears and you become more aware of the indecency of your dress.

What was I thinking?

For the first time since starting the march towards the alter you really notice your subjects gathered here watching you…

The fog of lust from the **** clears but the exhibition of your body makes you dizzy...

You are about to marry Bowser…

Whisper's from the crowd fill your ears.

"Slut"

"I wish I could fuck her..."

"The king is so lucky..."

"Do you see her thighs... they are wet... she is enjoying this!"

You are... ohhh my you really are enjoying this... your panties are definately soaked...

Your hand moves to your belly which despite the corset you can tell is full of Koopa cum. And your womb... probably pregnant.

He promised to fuck you multiple times per day… to make sure you have a load of cum with every meal… It tasted so good...

You are so turned on...