as Emma's mom stood up, you appeared to the world, stuck against her white dress, flat as a sticker, your arms and legs spread wide, your white dress and veil hiding most of your body from actual sight, but your tiny arms showed you were there. Ashlie glanced around casually, waiting for the wedding to start when she spotted you on her moms ass, she opened her mouth to say something, then after a few seconds, just closed her mouth and smirked to herself, you were difficult to see and she figured that if you ended up late, her sister would be mad at you and maybe call off the wedding, then Ashlie could grab you when no one was looking and keep you as her own little torture toy. after a few moments of standing, her mom brushed her hands down her dress, to smooth it out as she sat back down, the pressure crushing you slightly thinner against her dress, she silently whimpered, this was your big day and you were stuck under a guest, as far as you knew, no one knew you were there and most of the family didnt even know how small you were.
after another agonising 20 minutes everyone was getting a bit restless of where you were, the mom stood up again to go talk to her daughter who was looking a bit nervous of your absence, as she stood up, your flat little form peeled slightly off her dress, in one quick motion Ashlie yanked you free between her nails without her passing mother noticing and smirked down at you whispering "tut tut, i know the bride is meant to be late but your keeping everyone waiting!" she laid you down next to her. as you slowly reformed, she rummaged in her purse until pulling out some red nail varnish with a grin. just as you were fully reformed she grabbed you and smeared the varnish brush over your tiny lips. you tried to call out but they stuck firmly together, she smirked and blew on your lips to dry the varnish before glancing around. she got up with you pinned in her hand, your arms by your sides and carefully walked over to the flower girls, still amusing themselves with dolls while they waited for the other bride. Ashlie crouched down infront of them "hey girls, i have a special little doll for you to play with here. its very hard wearing so dont worry about breaking it...and its kind of battery powered so it moves a bit" you stared up at her with shocked eyes behind your veil, she surely wasnt going to make you keep everyone waiting longer by giving you away as a doll on your big day. you tried to protest and tell the girls who you were as they took you from ashlie with happy smiles but the red varnish kept you silent. they lifted up your veil and smiled "wow shes so pretty. so lifelike!" "yeah...but i dont think she should be a bride..." you whimper as they continue "what about a ballerina?.." "or bo peep!!" they chatted away amongst themselves as you squirmed in their hands. it didnt take long for your beautiful dress and veil to be removed and put in a little box with their other dolls clothes. before you knew it your hair was up in a bun and you were wearing a pink ballet tutu and plastic ballet heels keeping your tiny feet on their toes. you looked over desperatly at your wife to be, so close and yet unaware of what was going on, looking nervously at the entrance of thew church wondering where you were...
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