While standing waiting for the bus, Kevin finds that his suit is slowing changing into a wedding dress. He tries to make it stop but he can't. The more he tries, the faster and tighter the fabric becomes on him. It feels like it's being compressed by some sort of magnetic force field. Soon, Kevin is wearing a tight strapless white wedding dress with an attached skirt and train. His hands are covered in bright blue lace gloves. He looks down at himself and notices that he has changed from black shoes to matching blue satin heels.

"What the fuck!" Kevin screams as he stands up in the middle of the street. People give him odd glances as they pass by. "Why am I changing? What happened?"

Kevin walks over to the side of the road and starts looking around for a phone booth or something so he can call his mom. He spots one across the street and hurries over to it. As he starts heading to the phone booth, he is grabbed by a women in a bridesmaid dress. "Kendra! Thank god we found you," She says and starts pulling Kevin towards the church down the block.

The woman is tall with long blonde hair. Her eyes look tired and her makeup is running down her face from crying. "Where have you been?! We've been looking all over for you!" She asks.

"I... I don't know what's going on!" Kevin replies, confused.

"You're getting married! " The woman says. "We were about to start without you."

"W-wait. Wha-what?" Kevin stammers. "How is this happening?"

The woman turns to face him. "We had to bring you here because you weren't answering your phone.  You were worrying everyone. "

Kevin tries to stop her "I'm not Kendra! Clearly I'm a man" he shouts

The woman sighs aparently not hearing him "not funny Kendra" she says and pulls Kevin's hand so hard that he falls to the ground.

As Kevin lays there on the sidewalk, he notices the dress is becoming shorter and tighter on him. He tries to get up again but he can barely move. The dress is slowly compressing him like a sausage stuffed into a casing.  It pulls his waist in till it is positively waifish. He struggles and gasps for air as the dress keeps squeezing him tighter. He tries to push against the floor but he can't. The dress rubbing ainst his legs seems to rub away all the hair on his body. His skin feels raw, but so soft and sensative. It is almost too much to bear until a new sily satiny feeling encases his legs as stocking materialize on his legs. As he tries to stand up, the dress squeezes tighter and he has to hold onto the ground. He holds onto the ground and tries to pull himself up with his arms. He strains and struts his way until finally he is able to stand up. The skirt has shrunk down to his legs turning into a mermaid skirt. He is forced to take little mincing steps. THe woman keeps pullling hims forward and insists he is someone named Kendra.

"No I'm not!" Kevin shouts. "I'm Kevin, I'm a boy! How am I changing into a girl?!"

They walk into the church and slowly lower Kevin onto a chair. Looking in the mirror, he sees himself. Yes he is completely smooth and hairless. but it is still him. women surround him and start applying makeup. They put mascara and eyeliner on him. They paint his lips red. One woman applies false lashes to him. Another places a wig of curly blonde hair on him. He watches as his face changes shape into a womans face with thin eyebrows and long eyelashes. The hair fueses and now he has long blonde hair firmly attached to his head.

One of the women puts a veil on him. Then two other women help him out of the chair. They grab his hands and place them into gloves that match the bridesmaid dress.

"Oh my God! Am I really getting married?" he asks in amazement.

"Yes you are," the woman says,

"But..." Kevin stammers. "I'm..." he realizes he can't remember his name. Is it Kevdra.....no Kendin....no he can't be getting married because he is Kendra. The name firmly roots in the brain, the only name he remembers now is Kendra.

"I'm sorry sweetie," the woman says as she pats his leg. "You'll have to let us do our job. "

Kendra nods and smiles. He starts sobbing as everyone continues to change him. Blue satin thong is helped up his legs when it rests the fabric start massaging his penis, arousing it. The more it arouses, the more it massages and the smaller it gets. Soon the panties have pulled his penis completely inside of them. His testicles are wrapped tightly in blue satin begin their own push up into Kendra's body. The shrink and change into  ovaries slide and move into place inside her. The vagina expands to accommodate the rest of his body. She sits up straight as the wedding dress stretches and compresses her chest. At first just moving skin, then fat and breast tissue begin to form and push outward. Her breasts become larger and firmer, pushing the bra cups up her chest. Her nipples turn pink and harden as they poke through the bra. A small amount of cleavage begins to show between the cups.

Kendra is now a fully developed woman. She looks at herself in the mirror she sees a vision for bridal beauty. Her hair is pinned up in an elegant style. Her makeup is flawless and her dress is made of white satin. It fits perfectly around her waist. It hug her hips and gently flirts with the bottom of her rear. It reaches down to her mid thighs where it stops at the end of her legs. The back comes down and gathers just under her ass cheeks. It is laced together in the front with lace and bows. The dress is perfect for the occasion.

While Kendra is admiring herself in the mirror she hears "Places". She can't help but get excited soon she will be walking down the aisle. Who was she marrying though? She doesn't know. As she walks down the aisle, she is surprised by how many people attend her wedding. There must be close to a hundred guests here. She walks toward the altar.