the woman goes to respond, brushing a few strands of her red hair from her face, she opens her mouth just as the door opens. without thinking of what shes doing she quickly lifts her ass off of the chair and throws you under her, sitting back down quickly on you, crushing you back where you had been before. she blushed covering herself up quickly. looking over at the door she saw Ashlie the maid of honour standing there "...uh Jasmine, get dressed its time for the ceremony, come on!" Jasmine blushed and nodded "oh right, of course" she stammered before slipping back into her tight fitting dress, you felt it slide over you once more and whimpered as yet again you were both hidden and crushed flat.
Jasmine fixed her hair in the mirror and looked at her reflection, glancing down to where you were, wondering what she should do. give you up or keep you for herself. you certainly were a beautiful little doll woman. she could have alot of fun with you, but then, it was still Emma's wedding day. and Emma was one of her best friends. she was conflicted.
she followed Ashlie back out to where the bridesmaids were all waiting nervously for Sophie, Emma looking on the verge of tears, jasmine decided to...
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