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“W-Wait! I’m not this Sasha person! I’m not supposed to be here!” shouted in despair the young woman while wearing a gorgeous wedding dress. “Oh sweetie~. Do not worry! I know you’re very nervous about your wedding, but you’ll make for a wonderful bride!” said a woman to ‘Sasha’.

Sasha was thrown into this situation unwillingly; actually, a better word to describe this situation is ‘unexpected’. It was literally just a few minutes ago that she was a man named Spencer, one that was taking a break from the worries of his daily life by walking around the city. This man had sat down briefly near a fountain, finding a coin he could toss into it. He knew that a fountain couldn’t grant any wishes, it was merely just fantasy… at least, that’s what he thought.

Spencer’s wish was simple, to never worry about his finances ever again. As soon as the coin sunk to the bottom of the fountain, the world around him froze completely, the vehicles, the people, any and all noise; all of it had come to a halt.

The brunette would quickly realize this, but before he could explore his frozen surroundings, he was startled by a hairy explosion on his head. A huge mess of hair had appeared right in front of him, one that was the same brown color he was familiar with; however, this would quickly change as each strand of hair, slowly but surely, shifted towards a pastel purple color.

Spencer didn’t know how to deal with all that hair, and thankfully, he wouldn’t have to learn about it quite yet as the hair would tie up in a pair of cute girly pigtails. The man was both confused and concerned as to what just happened, not realizing that was just the beginning.

His body would shrink down considerably and lose a ton of its strength. His current clothes would change accordingly to fit his sleek feminine form, although this same action would also cause more oddities to manifest. His T-shirt had started losing that red vibrant color it had, replacing it with a completely white color; the same change would spread onto other pieces of clothing, such as his jeans, shoes and socks.

The feminizing man would only watch in shock and awe as he saw himself become a 5’4” lady, currently trying to figure out why his shirt and jeans began fusing together in a very strange way. Aside from that, his face would morph into a feminine version of itself. Some minor irritation could be felt on his face as makeup appeared out of nowhere to decorate his girly face and making it even prettier.

“W-What the heck is going on?!”. His body and clothes continued to transform as he made his way to some of the people froze in time, attempting to contact one of them and maybe helping him undo this weird transformation. There were still lots of ongoing changes, and yet walking already felt incredibly alien and uncomfortable.

Spencer’s thighs were thickening, causing discomfort to his manhood due to it being squeezed between the squishy flesh of his womanly thighs. His casual shoes were becoming heels, only adding to the discomfort and difficulty in walking. His chest had begun expanding with a pair of soft breasts, something he was very obviously not used to and even the measly B-cups would throw off his balance, yet there was a bit more room for growth.

The young man was becoming desperate for any answer or solution, he could feel his cock and balls shrink and his clothes were morphing into some of kind white dress, incredibly embarrassing to wear as the man he was prior. Even under that beautiful princess-like dress, his boxers changed alongside his genitals, eventually leading to a pair of panties hugging a tight pussy, with a clitoris in front of her and a big bubble butt behind her.

Spencer’s breasts grew two more cup-sizes larger before her feminization had finalized. She let out some feminine-sounding screams as she couldn’t believe she had a decent pair of boobs, ones that were being held by a bra that matched her panties. The dress’ bodice left tons of overboob and cleavage for anyone to glance and lust at the soft bouncy melons this former male possessed.

Although Spencer was officially a woman now, her clothes were still making her a true lady and princess. The dress’ skirt would begin to gain tons of volume with several layers of petticoats forming under it, starting to look more like a bridal dress rather than a casual one. Her hands were sleek, girly and pretty; however, a pair of white long gloves would add some elegance to the mix.

The woman’s sleeves puffed out, a white necklace and even a tiara would magically appear to further feminize her already super feminine appearance. A white veil emerged out of the crown and then finally, a bouquet of flowers appeared in the palm of her right hand. Spencer screamed in confusion as she realized she was turned into a perfect bride.

The former man was screaming with her eyes closed for a few minutes, but once she calmed down and opened her eyes, she realized that the world had been unfrozen. Great!… If it weren’t for the fact that he was no longer outside a crowded city, now she was in a bridal suite.

A woman came into the scene and asked about the woman’s concerning screams. Spencer wouldn’t pull back on anything and immediately explained her strange transformation into a woman and her teleportation to this unknown place. Once she finished ranting, she realized she sounded insane, concerned that things might get worse if she kept talking about it; nonetheless, she was lucky this lady thought that she was just nervous about her wedding and needed some comfort.

Spencer did calm down a bit after explaining her situation, but the fact that she was apparently about to marry a man and that this lady affirmed her that her name was Sasha, not Spencer, would still make her incredibly uneasy. She would start asking about this mysterious man, wanting to know if maybe he was involved in this conundrum, asking in a way that didn’t make her sound psychotic. The answers started flooding in and she would eventually put the pieces of the puzzle together.

She realized that Spencer was now Sasha, a lower-middle class woman about to marry a rich man, this happening only after she had wished to never worry about finances ever again… It all made sense now… But now the question was, could she undo her wish and return to her life as Spencer? Will Sasha inevitably become this guy’s wife? She would fall unconscious on the floor as she was overwhelmed by all these questions. “Oh gosh! Let me help you! It’s going to be okay, Sasha. You’re a beautiful bride, after all!”.