Walking down the aisle

Your mind was a little hazy as you looked down and saw the beautiful white, embroidered wedding dress. The bodice fit tightly to your waist and prominent breasts. flaring out at the skirt in a mermaid tail fashion, unable to see your feet but knowing you're wearing heels.

The music starts as you see your Dad smile and loop your arm with his before taking you down the aisle, seeing all your family and friends in the crowd, almost everyone you've ever been close to seeing you as a bride.

At the Altar you see Becky and Samantha both wearing matching pink dresses, your bridesmaids clearly, and next to them, in the middle, your Fiancée. It's only when you get close you realise he's your old school bully, the one who used to call you names and tease you about being so feminine.

You try to back away but can't as you're lead in front of him, the ceremony continuing as you look around and try and get out of the wedding. Eventually the words you may kiss the bride are said as he leans down and plants a big kiss straight on your lips.