Wedding Dress

Erica was very nervous about getting married. It started out as normal pre-wedding jitters, but when the big day came she had a full-blown panic attack and disappeared. She definitely loved her fiancé, so it wasn't like she didn't want to marry him. Everything was simply too overwhelming for her right now. Her parents recognized that this incident wasn't without precedent. They had long believed their daughter had some kind of social anxiety, only it had clearly worsened to the point of anguish. And with the deposit having already been paid down and guests arriving, something had to be done quick to save the wedding. Luckily they had a solution: their son.

The venue staff helped Mason to put on the wedding dress. He was uncomfortable enough being in a copy of his sister's body. Seeing her face in the mirror, having her large boobs as his own. He looked at his father with contempt. As bad as this situation was, he believed he could at least tolerate it for an hour or two, just until he served his purpose. But when the white gown was zipped up, it fully sunk in that he would be walking down the aisle to kiss a man on the lips.

As the organ started playing outside, Mason sized himself up in the wedding dress one last time. His hair was in order, his makeup and jewelry looked nice, and his side profile was quite impressive. He wasn't the biggest fan of the orange bra straps, but he knew he needed the support. It will all be over soon, he told himself. Unfortunately, his parents looked everywhere for his sister after the ceremony but could not find her. As midnight approached, Mason realized he would be playing this role as his new husband consummated their marriage.