Double Wedding

Mrs Rother went to town with no half measures. To start she majestically selected a tiny pair of lace panties, matching bra, silk stockings and pretty suspenders.

'Is this necessary?' I said mildly, without looking up from the pile of expensive looking lingerie. 'All that you require is that I wear the wedding dress for a few hours, not become a complete woman.'

'Wrong, smartarse,' Mrs Rother snapped back. 'Got to wear the complete pretty outfit, or you won't do the dress justice, see? All right,' she went on. 'If you are to wear my bridal gown I don't want you looking like some cheap drag queen. You're to look 100% convincing. I don't want the guests to recognise you and that means wearing these lace panties, stockings, bra and corset. It's not just about a look. Don't you know anything? I want you to embrace the whole fairytale experience and become part of the dress as if its perfectly natural.'

'Corset,' I groaned.

'Yes, boned corset,' Mrs Rother confirmed. 'I didn't say it wasn't going to be plain sailing did I?'

'But ... But ' I whimper.

'Don't be so pathetic, what's the problem are you getting second thoughts?'

'No,' I sniff.'

'Well then, don't just stand there like a prune. Get these lace panties on.'

The panties where easy. They slipped on like cool silk and despite their small size they concealed my shrivelled cock beautifully and gave me an unmistakable feminine looking crutch. The corset on the other hand knocked the breath from me, pulled my waist in and after she had stuffed my bra cups with what she refereed to as chicken fillets I had an enviable figure. Mrs Rother then gave me such a look of sheer cold hatred I'd never seen before; it glowed through her eyes like candlelight through a Halloween pumpkin.

I shivered as I stood before them dressed in the romantic lingerie and felt a complete fool. I guessed this was her intention yet strangely I felt more determined than ever to carry it off, just to prove to my evil mother-in-law to be that I'd do anything to marry her daughter.