I Do.

I suddenly found myself in a room, surrounded by people I didn’t know. They were all staring at me. I looked down to see breasts and a white dress; somehow I had gone from being a man to a woman in a mere instant. Speaking of a man, a handsome one stood next to me in a tux; he looked nervous. I began to put all the pieces together. I wasn’t just a woman; I was a bride. I knew what they were waiting for, and I decided I didn’t want to ruin this woman’s big moment.

“I do.” I said.

I heard another man speak as I turned to see a priest, “You may not kiss the bride.”

A moment later, the man in the tux did just that, and everyone clapped. I smiled nervously and escaped to the bathroom at the earliest chance I had.

I looked in the mirror. I was glad I hadn’t screwed this up for her. She just didn’t strike me as attractive enough given how handsome her husband was, but I suppose they loved each other. Though technically, as long I was in her body, I was keeping them apart. I needed to figure out how to get back into my own body...