The Erotic Adventures of a Bride-To-Be - Part Two

Brenna sat in the passenger seat of her mother’s Volvo as she headed into a small town, that Brenna 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.

Brenna got out of the car, just as the second car with her aunt and hot little Christy pulled in. Brenna 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.

“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. Brenna 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. Brenna guessed that she was in her late 30s early 40s. She was an attractive woman certainly, and had a certain presence.

“Are you Katerina?” asked her mother.

“I am indeed. And you must be Mrs. Taylor,” she turned towards Brenna, “And you must be Brenna. Your mother described you, but she did not do you justice.”

Brenna blushed, “How did you know I was the bride-to-be?”

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

Brenna smiled. Katerina made her feel very comfortable.

“If I might suggest, that Mrs. Taylor and Brenna remain in the shop, and you and 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 Brenna’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 Brenna, “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.”


“It can be a bit overwhelming, dear. Let me help. Laura!” she cried out.

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

“Yes, Miss Kat?” she asked.

“I need you to help Brenna with some decisions. I am trying to find the right dress for her. You will explain better than I would.”

“Sure thing, Miss Kat,” Laura replied.

Laura looked at 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?”

Brenna was getting turned on by how this girl looked at her. She just shook her head.

Laura helped her go through about twelve more dresses, til they came down to two dresses.

“Two is a good number,” said Laura, “plus you still need to try it on.”

Laura led Brenna 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?”

Brenna was unsure, but Laura was the type who made you feel more at ease. She nodded, and Laura came in with her.

Brenna kicked off her flip-flops, and started to unhook her jeans. She slid them down. She caught Laura’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 embarassed. 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?”

Brenna nodded. “I just didn’t expect.”

“No one does, sweetie.”

Brenna put the dress over her head and let it lay across her body. It felt bulky and cumbersome. Laura helped her with the buttons.

“Well, let’s go out and show Miss Kat, but I already know that Kat isn’t going to like it.”

Laura led her out of the dressing room. Brenna 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.
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“Brenna do you feel comfortable?”

Brenna 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. Laura, take her back and try on the other.”

Laura led Brenna back, and helped her take the dress off.

“How did you start working here,” asked Brenna.
“Oh… well I got fitted here, for my wedding,” replied Laura.

“Wow, I bet your wedding was really nice.”

“Oh, I didn’t get married. My fiancée 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.”

Laura helped pull the other dress over Brenna’s head. She smiled the second it fell across her shoulders.

“Oh! That’s it!”

“Really?” asked Brenna surprised.

“How does it feel.”

Brenna 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 Brenna back out to her mother and Katerina. Katerina’s face lit up when she saw Brenna in the dress.



, “When you find the right dress,” said Katerina, “There is no need to look further.”

Laura 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 Brenna’s name.
“Trust me,” said Laura, “No one else is even going to see that dress, until you walk down the aisle.

Brenna replied, “Thanks for your help.”

Katerina led then lead Brenna to a back room.

Brenna felt very comfortable around Katerina, and to a lesser degree around Laura. Then two attendants came in at that moment, and she started to feel uncomfortable again.

“Brenna, relax. These are my three assistants. Maria 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 Ellen, she’s our embroidery girl and accessories. She helps Maria with making sure everything matches. And you have already met Laura. Laura will get you anything you want.”

Maria placed her hands gently on Brenna’s shoulders and led her to a chair. Laura handed her a cup of tea. Brenna sipped the tea, and it made her feel better. Ellen got onto the ground and started to take off Brenna’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.”

Ellen 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. Maria 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…

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

“But what… I have bras at home, that….”

“This is your special day, Brenna. 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.”

Brenna’s blouse was being opened. Her lavender bra revealed. Ellen massaged up Brenna’s leg, and gently and friendly like rubbed her leg.

Laura 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 Laura, “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 Brenna, as her blouse was gently tugged off her shoulders.

“Here eat the cookie. I baked them myself,” said Laura.

Brenna 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. Laura helped her to her feet, and hugged her. Brenna embraced Laura back. This was getting very pleasant.

Ellen reached up and slowly unbuttoned Brenna’s jeans, and unzipped them. Laura hugged her the whole time, and Brenna barely felt it when the pants fell off her hips.

“I should be embarrassed, I guess,” said Brenna.

“Well,” said Laura, “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 Laura. She started to take her sweater off of her chest.

“What are you doing?” demanded Brenna, taken aback.

“Laura 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 Laura, and let Brenna undo a few of the buttons on her top. As Brenna looked at her, she laughed and gave her a big hug.

“See, fun!”

Laura 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 ...


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