Jonny Gets His Bridal Dress Fitted...

"Oh my-" Zoey stammered, unable to string together a sentence as she pulled back the dividing curtain. Melaine Howard, her wedding's dress fitter, was **** on the ground, her huge breasts popped out of her modest dress. Just a few feet away, her childhood friend Tara was holding back moans sitting on the couch, as Sarah's head went to work between the Desi girl's legs. Hayley, Emily, and Holly were also moaning rather loudly from the attached bedroom, the sound of the mattress spring getting louder. "This is-"

However, Zoey wasn't able to finish that exclamation. As Lynette collapsed with a thud on the carpeted hotel room's floor, the Greek beauty's eyes rolled back in her head before settling back to normal. "This is exactly how I want to spend my wedding!" Zoey finished, giggling like mad as she took two meaty handfuls of her H-cup titties - she had certainly gotten more full-figured since college. For the first time in years, Jonny had possessed his old crush's body, and it felt so good.

"Damn," 'Tara' panted from the couch. "She really does look hot in that summer dress."

"Hell yeah she does!" Jonny grinned, enamored with the sound of Zoey's voice leaving his throat. "Mmm, but she could be wearing something better..." 'Zoey' pivoted towards the collapsed Melaine, sending a clone into the passed-out redhead's body. Jonny felt a sharp pain in his head as the clone shot out. "Yep... definitely the last one before I take some time to recharge."

"It looks like it's time to try on your bridal dress, Zoey dear." 'Melaine said with a perverted smirk, fitting her hanging tits back into the bra and dress she was wearing.

"Best day ever!" Jonny exclaimed as Melaine went to get the brilliant white wedding dress from the clothes rack. "Hey! Bridal sluts! Make this bedroom tidy real quick and get the hell out!" Jonny immediately shifted from his crude demeanor to a perfect impersonation of Zoey's personality. "C'mon, pleeeeaaase? We'll try to be quick."

"Oh, fuck..." Hayley stammered, still riding Holly's face. Zoey talking to her pushed her over the edge, reaching a thunderous orgasm much to the other girls' satisfaction.

"Gotcha, Zoey." Emily removed her head from between Holly's legs and licked her lips. "We'll get this place ready for you."

*****

"Hiiiii, future me!" Zoey tittered as she stepped away from her phone camera and sat on the plush hotel bed. "It's the day before my wedding!" She rested her hands atop her bust and sighed wistfully. "I never would have thought I'd meet the love of my life fresh out of college... but here we are! Three years later and we're getting married!!" Zoey stood up and jumped up and down, squealing at glee. Her massive boobs jiggled with each hop, threatening to burst out from the summer dress's cleavage.

The bedroom door gently opened, although the sounds of whorish pleasure were barely audible from outside the room. Melaine let herself in, closing the door behind her. The woman held a beautiful bridal dress, costing at least $10,000 from the exquisite materials and design. "Zoey, darling, let's get you out of that boorish attire and see how you'll look coming down the aisle."

"Okay!" Zoey eagerly agreed, and took off her dress perhaps a bit too eagerly as well. Recording herself in her sexy, expensive underwear, Zoey's figure was on full display. Her frankly monstrous breasts propped up by what looked to be the strongest bra available from specialty Greek suppliers. Her deliciously thick thighs and impressive ass too were shown off, as she did a cute pirouette for her phone camera.

"Oh my, we'll need to adjust that bra first." Melaine said, failing to keep a straight face. "Those fucking cow udders will never fit in your dress! Let me see what I can do." The professional wedding staff brazenly slid behind Zoey and sunk her hands into the bountiful cleavage. Zoey didn't seem to mind, even as Melaine leaned further forward to catch a whiff of the bride's long brunette hair.

"Y'know, I thought I met my future husband way before college, though." Zoey continued as if nothing was wrong, whilst Melaine went to town on her rack, squishing and jiggling her tits together.

"Really?" Melaine unclipped the back of Zoey's bra. "Who's that?"

"Jonny..." she moaned, sliding the bra straps down her shoulders as it fell to the floor. Zoey's breasts were now bare to the world, taking up the vast majority of her torso and topping off with two large brown areolas. She pushed her breasts together and shamelessly moaned. "He really knew how to make me feel good..."

"Oh, Zoey..." Melaine placed her hands atop Zoey's dainty ones. "I'm sure he's happy you're getting married!" The two ladies shared a knowing smile.

"Of course he is!" She winked. "Cheers!" Melaine and Zoey each lifted a breast to their mouths, Melaine leaning over Zoey's shoulder. They sucked like their lives depended on it. As the two of them opened their mouths, and Zoey's tits gloriously jiggled back down, Melaine pulled Zoey back onto the bed. The Greek beauty seemingly went along with it, sliding her panties down her legs...

...when Melaine's phone vibrated in her purse. Begrudgingly, the two busty ladies broke off their embrace as Melaine checked her texts.

"Ah, shit. This slut's daughter needs her." Melaine groaned brusquely, in a much more Jonny-like manner.

"So? Fuck her!" Jonny cursed from inside Zoey's body, annoyed that his roleplay session was interrupted.

"Nah boss, she knows we're in the fitting room and she'll be coming up here before long." Melaine sighed.

Jonny realized that a problem was beginning to form, and that problem's name was Sierra - Melaine's 20-year old daughter. The plump ginger certainly took after her mother in terms of figure & bust, hauling around some nice E-cup titties. Sierra had her own style, too, with some earrings and a small ring pierced on one nostril - that style being acting like a brat all the time.

Normally Jonny would happily 'include' a pretty young thing like Sierra in his body snatching escapades. However, he knew he wouldn't be able to send out another clone for a bit. Managing one **** host like Lynette for a while wasn't an issue, but hopping into Sierra and leaving another body unoccupied could lead to some unfortunate wakeups.

"Fine, here's the plan..." 'Zoey' slumped her shoulders in defeat. The two put Zoey's bra back on and got her all dolled up into the pricey wedding dress. Melaine then left the hotel room, stepping over the bridesmaids' orgy in the main part of the suite. Once outside, Jonny extracted the clone and had it occupy Lynette to avoid any issues... and join in some fun. Melaine was a bit disoriented, but as Jonny made her remember the fitting go off without a hitch, she hurried to meet Sierra before the girl made any sort of a scene.

"This is an impressive sight though." Jonny mused to himself. He had stopped the recording of Zoey's phone and sent the file to his own email address - deleting the evidence afterwards. He pivoted in front of the lavish mirror, especially enjoying Zoey's side profile. He planned to actually let Zoey walk down the aisle at the ceremony tomorrow... but Jonny was going to make the most of the time he had with the bride and her bridesmaids in the meantime.