Feathered bodice and flowing skirt

Sarah quickly stripped down to get panties. The dress was meant to have built in bust support.

She then pulled the dress from the plastic bag and slid it over her head.

The fabric was so soft against her skin, and the feathery top sensual as it caressed her.

As she adjusted the bodice she was shocked to find it was missing the front. The feathers were a beautiful ivory tracing up both sides of her breasts, and riding between them but leaving them completely bare.

She turned to look in the mirror, it was gorgeous, she had to admit that, but she couldn't get married with her tits out.

As she stood there starting at the beautiful dress she couldn't help but think of how much her husband to be would love the dress.

Then she felt something, faint at first but quickly growing sensation.