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Four Wedding Stories - 1: The Fitting
by LunaZax (lunabi93@hotmail.com)

***

Brianna is getting married in a few months. She has an 
appointment to get fitted for her wedding gown. She 
gets some very expert attention from the owner of the 
store. (FF, rom)

***

Author's note: This is a work of fiction involving 
explicit sex between two women. If this type of thing 
offends you, or if you are under 18, or if reading this 
breaks any law where you are... DO NOT PROCEED!!

***

Brianna's first conscious thought was of the pain in 
her head. Immediately, her brain changed directions and 
went back to sleep, hoping that relief would be found 
there. She was spared for a few minutes, before the 
sunlight came in her bedroom window and hit her face. 

If she had any energy, she would pull down the shade, 
but she had none. She tried to roll over... 

Trying to descend into the soft fluffy world of her 
bed, where her hangover would not exist. But it was no 
use. She heard the creaking of floorboards. The 
muttering of voices. The banging of the heater pipes. 
The scent of coffee brewing, giving her the only 
pleasure. But the reality of the smell, opened up her 
mind to the truth... 

She was awake. Her next thought was, "Ow!" Brianna 
tried to remember the details of the previous evening. 
Her cousins and best friends from college all had 
decided to take her to the bars. She remembered all of 
them flirting with guys and bartenders to get free 
drinks. Trying a drink called a Mojito for most of the 
night, instead of her usual Apple Martini, though she 
remembered having a few of those as well.

"Aunt Laura! Can I see if Brianna's awake?" came the 
shout from her niece, Sara.

"Well, she's got to get up soon. The appointment is in 
two hours," came the reply from her mother, with a 
little bit of stress in her voice.

Appointment? Reality was settling in. It was Saturday. 
So she didn't have to go to work today. Sigh of relief. 
What appointment was her mother talking about? Before 
any calculations could be made, her bedroom burst open. 
Sara came running into her bedroom and jumped on 
Brianna's bed.

"Wake up, Brianna!" came the shrill voice of Sara, 
trying to be annoying, which was automatic for her 7 
year old cousin.

Brianna groaned.

"Your Mom says you have to get up, cause we have to 
leave in like an hour and a half. You'll want to get 
breakfast, or at least get a shower."

Brianna dived for her cousin, to punish her for 
bringing morning crashing down on her. Sara deftly 
jumped out of the way giggling. She stepped on the 
floor, and wrinkled her face. Sara then threw Brianna's 
mini skirt at her, teasing her, "You'd better get 
upppppppppppppp! It's a big day. I can't wait to get my 
dress!" Brianna groaned one more time and fell back 
into the pillow. Dresses! FUCK! This was the day she 
had been dreading for a while. She had to get fitted 
for her wedding gown. And her whole entire family and 
friends were in for this.

She remembered the shocked look on her mother's face 
when she suggested that they just go to the Bridal 
store at the mall, that way everyone could go when they 
wanted. Brianna didn't want this to be a big 
production, but apparently, everything with the wedding 
HAD to be a big production. There was no two ways about 
it. So they had to go to Katerina's Bridal Boutique, 
which specialized in this stuff.

She kicked her feet over the side of her bed, finding 
her fuzzy slippers. She gabbed the pink robe that she 
only wore because her mother didn't like her coming 
down in the morning in the boxer shorts she slept in. 
She pulled the straps of the robe around her and headed 
for the smell of coffee.

When she reached the kitchen, they were all there, 
ready and raring to go. Her mother, her Aunt Betty, 
Sara, and Melissa who had been out with her last night. 
She looked just as happy about the morning as Brianna, 
but as she shared a room with Sara, she must've been 
woken up much earlier.

"Good morning, bride-to-be!" said her mother, in a far 
too cheery voice, "It's a big day!"

"For God's sake, mother. I'm just getting a dress. I'm 
not getting married today," came the bitter response 
from Brianna. It was mornings like these where she 
remembered the night she begged, only half-humorously, 
that she and David elope.

"Now sweetie. You can't go into the bridal shop with 
that attitude. Picking out the best gown is very 
important. I mean this is the dress that people are 
going to remember for the rest of their lives. Think of 
all the photos. All the memories."

Brianna tuned out her mother as she poured herself a 
cup of coffee, and went looking for the bottle of 
Tylenol above the sink. She looked over at Melissa, who 
looked half-dead. Melissa gave her a half-wink before 
closing her eyes in the same pain.

"You ARE going to take a shower, aren't you?" asked her 
mother wrinkling her nose.

"No mother, I decided to go to the boutique and get bed 
stink all over their nice wedding dresses," replied 
Brianna as she added cream to her coffee. "Don't be 
snippy, Brianna. I was just asking. You should probably 
hop in the shower, then."

Brianna sipped her coffee. The warm beverage was the 
only thing that mattered at the moment, but the idea of 
a hot shower wasn't a bad one, certainly. There was 
fruit and danish for the guests on the table, but 
Brianna had too many bad experiences with food after a 
night of drinking to attempt that at the moment. Plus, 
she was already worried about fitting into the wedding 
dress.

"Okay," she sighed. She made her way back to the 
stairs, and started to climb them.

"Don't forget! Wear nice underwear! You're going to be 
in and out of gowns!"

Brianna groaned again and made her way up the stairs.

**

Brianna came out of the shower, feeling much better. 
The hot water had seeped into her pores and the Tylenol 
had done it's job, removing the pain and fuzziness of 
the previous evening. She stood in the bathroom, trying 
to look through the fogged up mirror at her own 
reflection. She wiped at the mirror to see better.

She saw a 25 year old girl. Or was it a woman? She was 
unsure. Did getting married magically turn her into a 
woman. In the old days it would have turned a Miss into 
a Mrs.

Her brown hair was wet and drippy from the shower, 
normally it was naturally curly and hung back down to 
her neck. Her skin was fair this time of year, all 
vestiges of last summers tan were long gone. Her blue 
eyes were blood shot, but usually described as her best 
quality.

She turned sideways in the mirror. She didn't like the 
idea of being the centerpiece of this wedding business, 
but she knew it was inevitable. Both her family and 
David's family insisted that this be a huge gala 
affair. She'd be happy with a civil ceremony wearing 
the purple dress she wore to her company's gala last 
fall. Not the virginal (HA!) white lacey thirty layer, 
pray to god you don't have to pee, once you put it on, 
showpiece dress. But that was tradition.

Her chest was nothing to brag about, but with a nice 
bra or bodice, she was sure it would look fine in the 
dress. She was skinny enough to not worry about sizes, 
but she would try to lose some weight around her neck 
and face before the big day. She generally was pleased 
with her body, except for her thighs. She just never 
liked them. They were one of the reasons she didn't get 
into a bathing suit often. David liked them, along with 
her butt. But they looked ugly to her.

She finished up in the bathroom, brushing her teeth, 
gelling her hair, and putting on some mascara and eye 
liner. Her mom had made an appointment with someone to 
do her makeup, but that was much closer to the wedding.

Brianna put on some nice tan slacks and a grey top, 
with a vest over top. She wasn't sure how warm the 
place where they were going would be, so she dressed 
for comfort. She then made her way down the stairs.

"Heavens! Brianna, you're not wearing that are you?"

"Mom, we're going to get fitted. I'm not looking to 
impress the dress maker! I want to be warm and 
comfortable."

She heard a resigned sigh from her mother. The signal 
that meant that obviously Brianna just didn't possibly 
understand the ramifications of anything. Brianna also 
knew that it meant that her mother had given up, 
temporarily, on the subject. As time was of the 
essence, everyone hopped into two cars, and headed to 
Katerina's.

**

Brianna sat in the passenger seat of her mother's Volvo 
as she headed into a small town, that Brianna had never 
seen before. Her mom seemed to know the way. She pulled 
into a small complex of tiny stores that looked like 
little cottages.

Brianna was expecting a little boutique, but it was a 
rather large complex, filled with tiny shops. She saw 
signs for a restaurant, shoe store, dress and gowns 
store. 

All the clothes in the windows looked really nice.

Brianna turned towards her mother in the driver's seat.

"Mom, this seems rather expensive. Are you sure..."

Her mother looked back at her and said, "Brianna, you 
are my only daughter. I have sat at three weddings of 
your brothers, waiting for the day that you would get 
married. I know you're not into the pomp and 
circumstance of the day, but I want you to have the 
best."

Brianna didn't argue further. Her mom headed towards 
the main building, an old stone building with a wood 
fascade. On top of the roof the sign said "Katerina's 
Bridal" Brianna got out of the car, just as the second 
car with her aunts and cousins pulled in. She heard the 
clamoring of her little niece as she wanted to run into 
the store. Brianna tried to move past it, as she felt 
her hangover returning.

She groaned and walked into the store. The blast of 
white lace hit her eyes like a fiery sun. She had never 
been in a room where everything was white. There were a 
few ivory and cream colored dresses, but just the 
complete lack of color was startling to her. She was a 
bit overwhelmed.

There were racks on all sides of her. They didn't even 
seem to be sorted by size, but by some crazy order that 
she would never understand.

"Moooommmmm!!!!!" whined her niece who was seeming 
brattier every minute, "Where are the flower girl 
dresses!!!! You said that I could pick out my flower 
girl dress today!!!! Where is it!"

She was threatening to throw a tantrum. Brianna braced 
for the impact, when a melodious voice spoke.

"The bridal party dresses are in the building down the 
way," said the voice of a woman who came from behind a 
beaded curtain. The woman was rather tall. Brianna 
guesstimated that she was about 5'9". She had curly 
raven-black hair, pale-ish skin, but very pretty. She 
was thin, but not so you'd notice. She had very pretty 
blue eyes. Brianna guessed that she was in her late 30s 
early 40s. She was an attractive woman certainly, and 
had a certain presence about herself. "Are you 
Katerina?" asked her mother.

"I am indeed. And you must be Mrs. Smythe," she turned 
towards Brianna, "And you must be Brianna. Your mother 
described you, but she did not do you justice." Brianna 
blushed, "How did you know I was the bride-to-be?"

Katerina laughed, "Because you are the only one who is 
nervous."

Brianna smiled. Katerina made her feel very 
comfortable.

"If I might suggest, that Mrs. Smythe and Brianna 
remain in the shop, and the rest of everyone else, 
please go on down and look at the dress shop on the 
way. We only need a few chefs in this kitchen," said 
Katerina shoeing them on.

Much to Brianna's surprise the rest of the party 
actually left the shop. Even her pushy aunt and bratty 
cousin, who never listened to anyone, went along 
quietly.

Katerina turned to Brianna, "Let's start with you, my 
dear. Do you have any ideas for your wedding gown. It's 
fine if you don't, because I can certainly help if you 
don't. And please, don't be shy."

Brianna looked at her mother, who nodded slightly, to 
suggest that she didn't need to worry about her 
decision.

"Okay, well... I like a classic style gown, with some 
sleeves, and I don't like too much lace. I know I 
prefer white to ivory. And I don't want to show off too 
much cleavage, or else I'll be nervous the entire 
time." Katerina chuckled, "Do you want a long train?"

"No, I went to a wedding where the nieces and nephews 
would sit on the train, but a little flow to it, is 
ok."

Katerina pulled out three dresses and put them on the 
racks in front of them.

"See anything you like of these three?"

Brianna looked at the dresses. She pointed to the one 
in the middle. "That one is really pretty. What do you 
think, Mom?"

Her mother's eyes got wide, and she started to well up 
a little, "That one is very pretty, Brianna."

Brianna turned back to the dresses. But Katerina had 
already removed the two dresses she didn't like, and 
was rummaging for more.

"Um, Miss Katerina? I really like the..."

"My dear," said Katerina in a sweet voice, turning 
towards her, "we're just getting started. There are 
hundreds of dresses here, and I want to narrow down 
your style even further."

Three more dresses were pulled out, Brianna selected 
again, and Katerina again went into the racks looking 
for more dresses. She pulled out three more, even more 
similar. Brianna was getting confused.

"It can be a bit overwhelming, dear. Let me help. 
Lauren!" she cried out.

A pretty blonde girl, around Brianna's age came through 
the curtain, she smiled at Brianna and her mother. She 
was a little shorter than Brianna, with tan features, 
and not quite as busty. 

"Yes, Miss Kat?" she asked.

"I need you to help Brianna with some decisions. I am 
trying to find the right dress for her. You will 
explain better than I would." "Sure thing, Miss Kat," 
Lauren replied.

Lauren looked at the three dresses. 

"Okay, the one on the left is going to be very high up 
your chest. I would imagine you have nice cleavage, and 
you don't want to completely hide it away, do you?"

Brianna was stunned at how forward this girl was, but 
she shook her head. She got embarrassed talking about 
her body, but she wasn't one to hide it. Brianna looked 
over at her mother, who seemed somewhat stunned.

Lauren helped her go through about twelve more dresses, 
till they came down to two dresses.

"Two is a good number," said Lauren, "plus you still 
need to try it on."

Lauren led Brianna to a changing room. 

"Now, you're just going to put it on over your clothes. 
We're just trying to see how the gown lays on your 
body. You might want to take your jeans off, but 
otherwise you should be fine. Do you want some help?" 
Brianna was unsure, but Lauren was the type who made 
you feel more at ease. She nodded, and Lauren came in 
with her.

Lauren kicked off her flip-flops, and started to unhook 
her jeans. She slid them down. She caught Lauren's look 
at her big white cotton briefs. She didn't know anyone 
was going to see her underwear, even this assistant 
girl. She started to get red.

"Oh please, don't get embarrassed. I have a pair of red 
underwear that has so many holes it looks like Swiss 
Cheese. Probably just grabbed the first pair in the 
drawer, right?"

Brianna nodded. "I just didn't expect."

"No one does, sweetie."

Brianna put the dress over her head and let it lay 
across her body. It felt bulky and cumbersome. Lauren 
helped her with the buttons. "Well, let's go out and 
show Miss Kat and your mom, but I already know that Kat 
isn't going to like it."

Lauren led her out of the dressing room. Brianna felt 
very awkward. There was no flow to the dress 
whatsoever. She nearly tripped over the skirt, and 
everything felt off.

"No no no..." said Katerina.

"What's wrong," asked Brianna's mother.

"The dress, it does not lay right. Not for your 
daughter's shape."

"It's very pretty. How different could it be?" asked 
her mother, obviously weary from the day.

"Let's ask her then... Brianna do you feel 
comfortable?" Brianna paused, because she didn't want 
to not be comfortable, and she certainly wasn't. But by 
the same token she didn't want to not fit into a dress. 
"Be honest, girl!" said Katerina.

"No, this... this just doesn't feel right. I can't even 
really explain it. I just feel off. Maybe I just need 
to lose some weight."

"No, my dear. Your dress should feel correct today. You 
can lose weight for the wedding, and if you want to 
look better for photographs, but the dress is the 
dress. Lauren, take her back and try on the other." 
Lauren led Brianna back, and helped her take the dress 
off. 

"How did you start working here," asked Brianna.

"Oh... well I got fitted here, for my wedding," replied 
Lauren.

"Wow, I bet your wedding was really nice."

"Oh, I didn't get married. My fiancee and I called it 
off, for various reasons. I didn't want to get married 
to him, anymore, really."

"Oh ok."

"And then I needed a job, and I remembered how much fun 
I had here when I got fitted."

"Fun?"

"Yeah, it's not so bad, once you get over the initial 
decision. And I asked Miss Kat if I could work here. 
And she hired me on the spot."

Lauren helped pull the other dress over Brianna's head. 
She smiled the second it fell across her shoulders.

"Oh! That's it!"

"Really?" asked Brianna surprised.

"How does it feel."

Brianna hadn't noticed how it felt, which she guessed 
was a good sign. She turned and tried to twirl in the 
dressing room. It fell off her shoulders a bit, and the 
skirt was too long, but it felt better, it moved 
better.

"It feels better. Like I can move in it."

"Exactly!" she exclaimed, "We found it!"

She led Brianna back out to her mother and Katerina. 
Katerina's face lit up when she saw Brianna in the 
dress, and even her mother held her hand to her mouth 
to hold back the gasp.

"Mom, stop it. It's not even fitted yet. If I wore 
this, I would be flashing my boobs to the front pew."

Through a sob, her mother said, "That's the dress for 
you, Brianna. No question about it."

"I would agree," said Katerina, "When you find the 
right dress, there is no need to look further.

Lauren led her back to the dressing room and helped her 
get changed back into her jeans and top. She bagged the 
dress, and put it on a hanger. She marked it with 
Brianna's name.

"Trust me," said Lauren, "No one else is even going to 
see that dress, until you walk down the aisle. 

Brianna replied, "Thanks for your help."

Brianna came out to Katerina talking to her mother. 
"Now, Mrs. Smythe, why don't you go join the others, in 
the dress shop. There, you can look at mother of the 
bride dresses. Because I have to fully measure your 
daughter for the dress, and it is going to take a long 
time."

Brianna looked over at her mother, and she nodded her 
head, "Go on down, Mom. I'll be alright, and I'll meet 
up with everyone."

Her mother slowly left the shop, and Katerina led her 
to a back room. Brianna felt very comfortable around 
Katerina, and to a lesser degree around Lauren. Then 
two attendants came in at that moment, and she started 
to feel uncomfortable again.

"Brianna, relax. These are my three assistants. Masuki 
is an expert tailor, she's just about your age as well. 
She's been working for me since she was 16. And this is 
Eloisa, she's our embroidery girl and accessories. She 
helps Masuki with making sure everything matches. And 
you have already met Lauren. Lauren will get you 
anything you want."

Masuki placed her hands gently on Brianna's shoulders 
and led her to a chair. Lauren handed her a cup of tea. 
Brianna sipped the tea, and it made her feel better. 
Eloisa got onto the ground and started to take off 
Brianna's shoes and socks.

"Um, Kat... What... what happens next."

"Well, just sit there and relax. The girls will help 
you get undressed. Enjoy your tea. They tend to take 
care of everything."

Eloisa massaged her feet as she pulled her socks off of 
her feet. It felt wonderful. The tea and the warm air 
in this back room made her very comfortable. Masuki 
started to unbutton her vest, helping her out of it.

"I'm not sure I wore the right.... I mean if I wear a 
push-up bra, will that..."

"Dear, we take care of everything with your dress. Your 
bra, panties, slip, garters, stockings, petticoat, 
bodice, dress, veil... everything...

Masuki helped her vest out of her arms, as Brianna 
realized what Katerina had said. Masuki started to 
unbutton her top, as Eloise continued to massage her 
feet, pulling them closer to her body.

"But what... I have bras at home, that...."

"This is your special day, Brianna. You are going to be 
properly fitted. And I promise that you will like what 
we get for you. It is all about the customer. But we 
have never had any complaints."

Brianna's blouse was being opened. Her lavender bra 
revealed. Eloise massaged up Brianna's leg, and gently 
and friendly like rubbed her leg.

Lauren came over with a cookie and a few pieces of 
chocolate on a very pretty plate, "I know it's really 
overwhelming at first," said Lauren, "But we are here 
to pamper you, and make you comfortable. But Kat really 
knows what's best, and we are all really good. But it's 
about you!"

"It's just weird, being undressed like this. I just 
feel self-conscious, like I'm on display," said 
Brianna, as her blouse was gently tugged off her 
shoulders.

"Here eat the cookie. I baked them myself," said 
Lauren.

Brianna ate the cookie and it was good to have 
something in her stomach. The sugar and butter made 
things more pleasant. She had never been so warm and 
relaxed when getting a dress. Lauren helped her to her 
feet, and hugged her. Brianna embraced Lauren back. 
This was getting very pleasant.

Eloise reached up and slowly unbuttoned Brianna's 
pants, and unzipped them. Lauren hugged her the whole 
time, and Brianna barely felt it when the pants fell 
off her hips.

"I should be embarrassed, I guess," said Brianna.

"Well," said Lauren, "it is really warm here, so that 
helps. Plus, we're all girls here. We've seen gorgeous 
models and old women all come in here. There's no 
secrets. You have to feel comfortable, you have to feel 
relaxed, you have to feel pretty and sexy... all at the 
same time. Or else we can't find the best dress for 
you."

"I guess. I still feel alone."

"I can help with that too!" exclaimed Lauren. She 
started to take her sweater off of her chest.

"What are you doing?" demanded Lauren, taken aback. 
"Lauren is getting changed," said Katerina, "She will 
try on wedding dresses as well. Many girls feel more 
comfortable when they aren't the only one in the room 
going through this. Plus, you don't seem the 
jealous/intimidated type."

"Here, you can help," said Lauren, and let Brianna undo 
a few of the buttons on her top. As Brianna looked at 
her, she laughed and gave her a big hug.

"See, fun!"

Lauren had on a plain white bra, that seemed to de-
emphasize her bosom. She stepped out of her jeans and 
was wearing plain white panties.

"Your undies are so much cuter," said Lauren.

"Um, thanks," said Brianna.

Eloise came up behind Brianna and Masuki came behind 
Lauren, and they unhooked their bras. Slowly they were 
pushed off of the girls shoulders.

Katerina now stepped between both of them and pulled 
out a tape measure. "This is what I will do. I measure 
a girl's chest, so I can ensure that the bra and the 
bodice are the right fit." she said.

She ran the tape measure across Lauren's shoulders. She 
then ran it across her chest, the tape measure crossing 
Lauren's nipples. She then ran it across Lauren's 
stomach. She then measured from the bottom of Lauren's 
navel to the bottom of her neckline.

"Once I've made my measurements, I then measure bra cup 
size," said Katerina. She then reached forward and 
gently placed her hands over Lauren's breasts. She 
maneuvered her hands around, lightly squeezing the 
entire breast.

Then, she got down on her knees, and said to Brianna, 
"Then I measure your legs for the slip, the petticoat, 
panties, and gown." She ran the tape measure from the 
bottom of Lauren's ankle, up to the top of her waist. 
Then, from her knee to the top of her waist. Then from 
Lauren's navel to the top of her knees. Then measured 
from the thigh down to her toes.

Katerina then pulled Lauren's underwear down to the 
ground, where Lauren stepped out of them. Brianna 
blushed a little, as Katerina measured around Lauren's 
butt. 

Brianna noticed that Lauren shaved her pubic hair, and 
that made her feel silly. Katerina stood up and came 
over to Brianna. Brianna backed up a little, slightly 
worried. Lauren joined the two of them.

"It's okay, Brianna. You are among friends."

"It's not that, I just... get... a little."

Lauren didn't allow her to finish, she pulled her into 
a hug. Brianna felt Lauren's body against hers. It was 
totally comfortable. She enjoyed it for what it was. 

Katerina came behind her and started to pull her 
underwear down. Brianna tried not to react, but her 
butt was covered in goose bumps. Katerina grabbed the 
tape measure and went around Brianna's shoulders. She 
then wrapped it around Brianna's bust, and brought it 
to the back. She muttered both times to Masuki, and 
Brianna started to be nervous.

"Don't be nervous," said Lauren, "it doesn't even 
translate to dress sizes or anything. Kat and Masuki 
have their own system. You just need to get in the 
spirit of things."

Katerina knelt down in front of Brianna, as Lauren 
massaged her shoulders. She ran the tape measure from 
her feet to the top of her knees. "That's for your 
stockings," whispered Lauren, and her hand started to 
rub Brianna's back. Lauren's hands were warm against 
Brianna's flesh. Katerina ran the tape measure from 
Brianna's thigh up to her tummy. "That's for your 
garter belt," whispered Lauren, and her hand circled 
Brianna's back.

Katerina took the tape measure and ran it around 
Brianna's hips, around the back of her butt.

"That's to get the proper size for your slip and 
petticoat," said Lauren as her hands scratched at her 
flesh in pleasant levels. Itching spots that needed it. 
"Open your legs," said Katerina. Brianna was started to 
her the command. "Open your legs, please," repeated 
Katerina, as Brianna's little movement wasn't enough, 
apparently for Kat.

Brianna opened her legs farther, and she was 
embarrassed that her genitals were now on display for 
everyone to see.

"Now, do you want to wear a thong or bikini panties?" 
asked Katerina.

"Um, bikinis," whispered Brianna.

Katerina briefly touched the bushy hair of Brianna's 
pubis. "You'll probably want to shave then. No one is 
really going to see, but it will make the panties fall 
better."

The tingle through her public hair made Brianna react. 
She tried to stop it, but she could feel the sensation 
of warmth hit her genitals. She felt a little bit of 
wetness inside her. Lauren's hand started rubbing her 
lower back, just above the top of her cheeks,

Katerina sniffed at the air, "I'm sorry, Brianna. I 
shouldn't have touched you like that."

Brianna looked confused, "Huh... wha?"

"Obviously, I made you a little excited with my 
stimulation. It wasn't intentional."

"Oh..." said Brianna, understanding now, "I just get a 
little. It's fine. I just get a little excited 
sometimes. Not used to being naked like this." "Well, 
there's a problem, though. I can't have you trying on 
clothes in your excited state. If you somehow don't 
like the material, I can resell existing underwear with 
someone else's scent on it."

Brianna was really confused, but tried to go with it, 
"Oh, okay. Well, I guess we can."

Brianna felt Lauren's hand move lower and start to 
caress her butt. Katerina's hand went through her pubic 
hair again. She shivered with tingly delight.

"Oh god!"

Lauren's hands massaged her butt, opening her cheeks 
wide, while Kat's fingers pulled and roamed through her 
pubis, pulling gently on her pubic hair, exposing her 
clitty, making it bigger and bigger."

Katerina found her wetness and spread it around her 
lips, while Lauren's hands rubbed and strayed 
everywhere over her butt cheeks, into her crack, up the 
back. Massaging, and rubbing, and pleasuring.

They guided her to a long comfy chair, and sat her upon 
it. Lauren climbed into it with her. She hugged and 
gave her little baby kisses. Lauren and Brianna's 
bosoms squeezed together in pure comfort.

Katerina moved her face in between Brianna's legs and 
started to kiss at her pubic hair. Brianna felt her 
legs shake a little.

Lauren whispered in her ear, "Let it go, sweetie. We're 
all friends here."

Brianna opened her legs to Katerina. Wanting the woman 
to see her. Wanting to be judged favorably. She was to 
be wearing a wedding dress. She was to be a woman. She 
wanted this woman who had seen hundreds of women in 
their gowns, to see her. 

Brianna's liquid and sweat quivered in anticipation of 
the touch. She felt Lauren's hands on her breasts.

She noticed that Masuki had come around to her mouth. 
Masuki opened her mouth and poured cold spring water 
into it. She was getting so hot internally. The water 
cooled her off, like jumping in a lake after a sauna.

Then Katerina's mouth was on her opening. The tongue 
dancing on her swollen clitoris. The clumsy fumblings 
she had done with other girls was nothing like this. 

The tongue touched every nerve ending, tingling her 
with delight, as she gasped and cried and moaned into 
Lauren's body.

Brianna found Lauren's mouth and kissed her. The kiss 
was like that of sisters. Kissing sweetly, but 
completely. The mouths joining as one, not nervous 
about lingering.

Katerina's tongue danced even more, and Brianna started 
to buckle. Lauren's hands covered her breasts, and 
pinched her nipples at the exact moment. But it was 
Katerina that was driving Brianna crazy. The tongue 
entered her vagina, as Katerina's fingers rubbed her 
opening.

"Yes!" she whispered, as she found her mouth between 
Lauren's breasts, comfortably smothering between them.

Kat's fingers entered her, and hooked upwards towards 
the front of her pubis. She screamed and exhaled in 
pleasure, as the fingers went in and out faster-and-
faster. Masuki and Eloisa had joined the other women on 
the sofa, and were cradling Brianna. Their robes 
feeling so comfortable against her body.

Brianna spread her legs wide. Kat was covering her with 
pure pleasure. She couldn't believe the feelings. She 
couldn't believe the sensation. She felt the climax 
building... building... building...

The climax crested like a wave. The intensity scared 
Brianna for a moment, unsure of how she could react to 
it. Her legs spread apart as far as they could, her 
body clenched, but the kisses from Lauren, and the 
rubbing of her clitoris by Kat, relaxed her as the wave 
of pleasure hit.

Her pussy clenched down. The wave ran the length of her 
body and crashed against her slit. She opened, and 
gushed liquid out of herself. She was cumming!!! She 
was actually ejaculating!!! She could feel it flow out 
of her. She raised her hips to ride the orgasm and more 
flowed through her. "Oh God!" she whimpered in pleasure 
and exhaustion.

Her body spasmed in pleasure several times. With the 
four women cradling her. 

Brianna gasping for breath, the pleasure still tingling 
through her body.

After a few minutes, Katerina spoke, "Do you feel much 
better?"

Brianna nodded.

"Many brides need the release from all the tension of 
the whole day. Plus, you need to feel completely sexy 
in your wedding dress. When you put it on, you will 
remember the sensations."

Brianna nodded again, hugging her body in pleasure.

Kat said with a wink before continuing, "I'm going to 
go tailor your dress. Lauren will take you to go get 
cleaned up."

Lauren led her to a warm back room, the temperature of 
a warm sauna. Lauren took a shower nozzle and sprayed 
Brianna all over, her fingers washing her everywhere. 

Lauren kissed her as she did this, and Eloisa came over 
and helped dry her off in a towel. They dusted her with 
a fine perfumed powder all over her body, especially 
her vagina. They fitted her in a soft cotton robe, 
before bringing her out to the changing room again.

Katerina had the whole dress and ensemble laid out on a 
table. The girls helped her put on her bra and panties. 
Katerina helped with the stockings and the garter belt. 
The bodice and petticoat were added next. Finally 
ending with the gown and the train. She did feel sexy 
in the gown, for the first time, wanting to be in the 
wedding ceremony.

They brought her over to the mirror, and she looked 
into it. She couldn't believe the sight. She didn't 
even recognize herself. The pretty gown flowed off her 
shoulders, and she looked so pretty, regal, and sexy. 
Lauren whistled appreciatively.

Katerina smiled and looked from behind Brianna like a 
proud mother, "And this is without hair and makeup. 
Plus, you still have to come back for a final fitting, 
the week of the wedding. To make sure you fit 
properly."

Brianna turned around in the mirror looking at herself 
from all angles. "Plus," continued Katerina, the four 
women coming up behind Brianna, "We have to make sure 
you know how to remove the dress properly." Katerina 
started to kiss Brianna's neck as she undid the buttons 
of the gown. Brianna felt the other two move closer, 
and she once again succumbed to their pampering.

**END**

AUTHOR NOTE:

Thanks for reading. If you liked this story, please 
feel free to email me at lunabi93@hotmail.com, or check 
out my website at http://lunazax.wordpress.com

Cheers,

Luna

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