I now pronounce you...

"Hey dude, you alright?" You hear a voice call out your name, shaking you awake. Upon opening your eyes, you realize where you are; outside. A huge crowd of people were all sitting in individual chair staring at your very existence. "Y-yeah, man. Just nervous" You began to realize something was different about you, gone were your set of knockers and replaced with a muscular chest. To make matters better, you were even taller than normal being 6'4 instead of 5'4 like you were in another timeline.

"Don't be, you're marrying one hot chick." Your friend proceeded to say. You would have been angry if you knew who he was talking about, after opening your eyes you can't remember anything beyond this point. Who was I even marrying?

Soon enough your questions were answered when you laid eyes on a woman dressed in white holding what you assumed to be your father's hand as he leads her up the stairs. Her familiar set of red locks gave you a wave of nostalgia as if you knew who she was.

As she stopped in front of you, you pull away her veil revealing the sexiest woman you've seen your entire life. Know you remember who she was, this was Mary Jane Watson; you guys were childhood friends basically inseparable from one another and now you were marrying her after taking her last name Watson with you. "Hey honey, you doing alright?" she asks, god even her voice was hot.

"Y...yeah I was just surprised is all." You smiled taking her hands with yours. She begins to whisper into your ear before the pastor started to say what he rehearsed beforehand. "Don't worry, once we get to the honeymoon stage you'll feel right at home."

Coming to the point where you could kiss your new bride, you took her in your arms before giving her a lustful kiss that felt like even if you took her bu surprised she still remained in control. Of course, only one of the guests suspected that your fervor for this kiss was because, in your mind, you were not kissing your new wife's lips; but your new mistress's. Looking back you could see Felicia and Gwen in the crowd getting unbelievable horny but still tears coming down from their face.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, I present Mr. and Mrs. Y/N and Mary Jane Watson." The pastor spoke, concluding the ceremony to those that wished to leave. But upon opening your eyes, you realize that nobody sent foot out of their chairs. Instead they all watched as your once dominant position was being overtaken by your wife; herself. In a matter of seconds you could feel a huge hard-on crawl itself out of her dress lifting it up without ease hitting past.

Then she pulls away from the kiss, your mouth still overcome from her saliva. "I'm glad hat no matter how long we've been apart, you still remember your place." she says, her hand lowering you down on your knees, pushing you into the undergarments of her dress. "Underneath my dress."

You couldn't see anything under it, only darkness. But something called you out from within before a group of hands wrapped around your body pushing you in to join the warm dark abise below