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Date: Sat, 09 Sep 2006 09:13:53 +0100
From: Thomas Robinson <tomrob13@hotmail.com>
Subject: Bridesmaid for a Friend , TG
This is a true story, I have only changed the names and the location so as
to prevent any embarassing identification of the people concerned.
It was earlier this year (2006) . I was a fairly normal 18 year old boy.
Fairly normal I say because I am only 5'6" tall with small hands and feet,
but wiry and strong for my size so I played scrum half at rugby and was
accepted as one of the lads.
Sarah is a good friend of mine. We met at school on the first day when we
were nearly 5 years old. So 13 years, lucky or unlucky, you decide later. We
were really more like brother and sister. Then one day she said " hey you
know I have been going out with David for a couple of years now." I replied
" Yea, he's a really nice bloke and treats you well. You seem very happy." "
yes we are" she said. " In fact, he has asked me to marry him and I said
yes." "That's great news" I said. "Hoped you'd say that" she grinned.
"So when's the big day ?". "Three weeks time. We're getting married in the
village church at Cannington." "Lovely I said. But not much notice ! "
"I wanted you to have not much time to think about what I am going to ask
you . He's got a big family and lots of friends so my side will be
outnumbered at the wedding." she said. " Sarah, that doesn't matter and
I'll be there. " I replied.
"I know that" said Sarah, "and it's important to me that you are there."
"Great" I said " You know I am always there for you. "
"I want it to be obvious that you are there on my side and not just one of
the groom's men friends. If you dress like them it will be difficult to
tell." she said.
"So I have a great favour to ask of you." "Ask away" I said.
"I want you to be one of my bridesmaids !! "
I stared at her open mouthed. "A bridesmaid ?"
"Will you do that for me ?" she said "I know it's a lot to ask."
My mind was in a whirl. " It certainly is a lot to ask." I said. At the same
time I was strangely excited for some reason. " But why can't I just wear a
suit like the other guys ?"
" As I said, I need you to be obviously on my side of the celebration." she
replied. " I will understand if you say no, but I will be really
disappointed."
I thought hard. " But what would you want me to wear ?" I said "Maybe a
shirt in the same material as the other bridesmaids are wearing ?"
"No I want you to dress identically to the other bridesmaids."
"But I will be a laughing stock, looking like a young man in a dress ! "
"Believe me she said, that is not true. In fact you will make a stunning
girl I am sure if you let me work on you. "
"You really want this don't you ?" "Yes" she said "You are my best
friend."
"I am very nervous about it but I know you wouldn't make me into a fool. OK,
if you really want it I'll do my best." "Oh I knew you would, you are such
a good friend ! It will be a great day believe me."
"So what do I do now ?"
"The other bridesmaids and I are meeting on Tuesday evening to sort out what
to wear. Can you be there ?"
"OK, I said" with a mixture of reluctance and yet some unfathomable
excitement.
Tuesday evening arrived. I turned up at Sarah's house and she greeted me at
the door.
"Come in , the others are here and they are so looking forward to you
joining them."
I went into the main room and there were four girls there. Two were
girlfriends of Sarah's from school days and the same age as me and they of
course knew me. The other two were Sarah's 14 year old twin neices. They all
greeted me as one of them.
"I am very nervous about this " I said. They all told me not to worry. They
would look after me and they were so impressed that I would do this for a
friend. "Not many men are brave enough to do what you are doing" said Jane,
one of the schoolfriends. The others all agreed.
"Ok lets get on " said Sarah. "The most important thing is the dresses."
As she said this it finally sunk in what I had let myself in for. The next
thing I knew I was being measured. "Good, a pretty standard size 12" said
Sarah.
"And only size 6 shoes" said Jane.
"So what kind of dresses do you want for us ?" said Angela, the other 18
year old ? " I have found some lovely ones on the Internet" said Sarah,
"On a site called Girls of Elegance." With that she went over to her PC and
brought the site up on the monitor. "Here we are, satin dresses in the style
of a 50's prom dress. With matching satin stole."
My mouth dropped open. The dresses were gorgeous but so girly. Nothing
covering the shoulders , the dresses were flared and came down to knee
length with a small belt at the waist.
"Oh how lovely" chorused the other girls. "They will be so nice."
"What colour would you like?" said Sarah. The girls chatted amongst
themselves and then unanimously chose the pink !
"Great choice" said Sarah, "With matching 3 inch heels, satin lingerie and
stockings with just a touch of tan to make your legs look great."
By this time I was in shock.
"Ok so only two and a half weeks to go" said Sarah. "I will order the
dresses and shoes etc. and book the beauty salon for the morning."
"Beauty salon ? " I said.
Sarah grinned. "Don't worry, just your hair done in a female page boy style,
some lovely makeup and some false french manicure nails. I have managed to
find some screw on earrings that match the ones that the other girls are
wearing so I'll let you off getting your ears pierced ! "
I was completely in a daze and stayed that way until the wedding day.
Sarah wouldn't let me see the clothes until the day. I turned up at the
salon having spent most of the two hours since getting out of bed on the
toilet. I was so nervous.
They greeted me at the salon and said that the car was parked out the back
so that I could get to Sarahs house without looking strange all made up but
in my male clothes.
Jane took me to one side and whispered. "We aren't going to let you see
yourself in a mirror until you are all made up and dressed back at Sarah's
house so that we don't spoil the illusion. I hope you don't mind me being
personal , but if you get excited by all this might I suggest that you go to
the bathroom and masturbate before you get the dress on. Don't want any
stains do we ?" She winked and walked away. I almost fainted.
They got to work on me.
First they told me to shower and gave me some cream that rid me of the small
amount of body hair I had. My head of hair is quite strong and was
reasonably long for a man. The hairdresser trimmed and reshaped it then
washed it and blow dried it. Apparently it was now in a feminine page boy
style but they wouldn't let me see.
I was grateful that by now most of the attention was on Sarah, after all she
was the bride and she looked great.
While a beautician did my face, which seemed to take ages, another stuck on
false french manicure nails. I looked down at the only thing I could see
that they had done to me and my hands looked so feminine. A tremor ran
through my body.
With the last touch being my lipstick, which would apparently need touching
up later, they attached my earrings and we were off in the car to Sarah's
house. The twin neices followed behind. When we got there I thought all the
others looked fantastic. The two older bridesmaids looked beautiful and I
really fancied them both. The twins looked really cute. Sarah of course
looked radiant.
"OK" said Sarah "I will see you all at the church. Jane and Angela, you are
in the bedroom on the right and you twins are in the next one along."
She looked at me. "I'll have to call you something different for today. I
think Rose is a good name. I think you will look like a Rose in your dress."
At that point I nearly said that I couldn't go through with it but she
ushered me into the bedroom on the left and said "All your clothes and your
bouquet are in here. Once you have the underwear on call out and my mother
will come in to help you with the dress and shoes."
I was like a robot. I couldn't focus. I automatically got undressed and
looked at the lingerie on the bed. There wasn't a bra for me to struggle
with as the dress was such that a bra would show apparently. Sarah had said
that her mother had sewn some padding into the cups and that she would put
in some small inserts when she helped me on with the dress. I put the lovely
garter belt around my waist and clipped it together. The clips hung down my
legs. I rolled up one sheer stockings in my hands as I had been shown and
pulled it up my hairless leg. It felt great. I clipped it on to the garter
belt and repeated with the other stocking. I pulled the satin panties on
after this as I had been told to do. By this time I was shaking
uncontrollably and suddenly had to rush into the bathroom and pulled down my
panties just in time as I spurted loads of cum without touching myself. I
had to sit down as my legs had gone weak. I cleaned myself up and pulled up
my panties again. I went to the bedroom door and in a weak voice callled out
to Sarah's mother that I was ready. She came into the room and could see
that I was so nervous and embarassed for her to see me like that. "Don't
worry dear. I am so proud and grateful that you are doing this for my Sarah.
Now let's get your dress on. "
I stood up and she took the lovely dress off its hanger. I stepped into the
dress and she pulled it up my body and zipped it up. I felt so amazing. The
feel of the dress against my stockings made me feel so feminine and
vulnerable. "Now the shoes" she said. The matching 3 inch heels were
slipped onto my feet and the buckles done up. "Stand up beautiful" she said.
I stood up and the heels made me stand in a much more feminine way
immediately. She gave me my bouquet and pulled the cover off the mirror.
"There you are my beautiful, a real Rose"
I looked at myself and staggered a bit. This couldn't be me. "You look as
good as any of the other bridesmaids, Rose. Only my Sarah, the bride, looks
more beautiful." Then the words that really made me nearly freak out.
"Looking that good you'll have to be careful when you are dancing with the
best man or the other guys ! "
I felt really strange and vulnerable and yet excited as the four of us got
into the wedding car. I clutched my bouquet and smoothed my dress under me
as I sat down. The heels had made me walk in a feminine manner to get to the
car.
The car arrived at the church and we had to walk through the gathered guests
and wait in the entrance for the bride. They all said how beautiful we
looked as they passed us to sit down as the bride was due to arrive. The
main car turned up and Sarah, looking beautiful, walked up the path on her
father's arm. We all turned and followed her down the aisle as the organ
played. I was glad that they were all looking at the bride as my heels
clicked and my lovely dress swished against my stockinged legs.
The service went wonderfully but I found I was so nervous that I couldn't
sing the hymns and my mouth was dry. There was a slight breeze from the open
church door which went up my dress and caressed my smooth legs and panties.
Soon the service was over and we started to follow the bride and groom from
the church. One of the smartly dressed young men from the groom's side
offered me his arm and we walked out together. The photographs seemed to
take for ever and my mind was in quite a daze as several people spoke to me
but I really didn't take it all in.
We got back into the cars and went of to the hall for the reception. When we
arrived I really needed to go and relieve myself. Jane grabbed my arm as I
was about to enter the gents and gently steered me into the ladies room. She
suggested I freshen my lipstick and I felt so girly seeing my manicured
nails on the lipstick as I applied it freshly to my lips.
We sat and ate our meal and then the speeches came. Being a strong
independant woman, Sarah insisted on making a speech as well as her husband.
I was sitting quietly, trying to be anonymous and consuming probably too
much wine. Suddenly I heard her say that she thought all of her bridesmaids
looked great but that she would especially like to thank her best friend
Rose who had been with her for so many years and looked so good in her
dress. I nearly fainted.
Sarah and her husband got up and started to dance the first dance to a
lovely slow love song. Then five young men who had been asked to do so,
came over to the five bridesmaids and took us out onto the dance floor.
There was I all dressed up as a young woman, in the arms of a young man and
having drunk maybe a little too much wine and trying hard to follow rather
than lead.
The dancing went on for a long time and I was asked to dance by a lot of
men. One young man came up and asked if I wanted a drink. I said yes and he
got me another glass of wine. As we chatted the bride and groom started to
leave. Sarah threw her bouquet over her shoulder and Angela caught it.
Suddenly I realised that I was disappointed that I hadn't caught it. I
started to cry softly. The young man whose name was Steve asked me if I was
alright. I said yes but that it had been a stressful day for me. He put his
arm around my shoulders and led me outside into the garden for some fresh
air. I wondered why I felt so at home with this situation. Where would my
day end ?
We walked in the cool air down to the bottom of the garden and into a small
grove of trees where there was a seat that loked out over the river. I
suddenly realised that I felt good dressed like this and with Steve looking
after me. We sat down and he told me that he knew my situation and that he
thought I was great to do this for a friend. He then said that if he hadn't
been told he would have thought that I was just a very beautiful young
bridesmaid. I started to cry again and he held me close. Suddenly I looked
at him and he kissed me. I realised that I really wanted this and that I
might never get another chance. He apologised for kissing me and I told him
that it was Ok I wanted it.
We kissed again and his hand started stroking my leg under my lovely satin
dress. As his fingers found the garters at the top of my stockings I felt
him tremble and I felt so good. My hand brushed his lap and I felt that he
was big and hard. I knew we should not be doing this.
"Do you want me ?" I asked him and he said "Oh yes" "But you know I am not
a real girl" I said. "No-one would guess unless you told them" he said. I
thought how I had got into this and knew I had to just follow my feelings.
"What do you want me to do ?" I asked. "Unzip me and take out my cock" he
said. I unzipped him and pulled his big hard cock out of his pants. Here I
was dressed in a lovely satin dress with my stockings pulling on my garters
and I could see my small hand with its manicured nails wrapped around his
hardness. He gently took hold of my head and steered it down into his lap.
As I went down it just seemed natural that his cock slid between my lips and
into my warm mouth. I felt so helpless yet good.
He moaned as he slid in and out of my mouth leaving lipstick traces on his
manhood. I felt an orgasm building up inside of me and I hadn't even touched
myself or been touched.
I wondered how I would react if he came in my mouth. I never found out
because he gently pulled me to my feet and turned me around. He bent me over
the seat and lifted my lovely satin dress. He pulled my panties aside and
before I knew what he was doing he pushed his hard wet manhood gently bit by
bit into my tight bottom. Soon I could feel his balls against me and knew he
was all the way in. It felt so good. He started to pump in and out of me
telling me how beautiful I was. I moaned and told him to make me his girl.
As a picture flashed into my mind of the moment Sarah had asked me to be her
bridesmaid, Steve let out a cry and I felt his cum flood into me as he
orgasmed. I knew it was meant to be.