Stella (Futa)
A Fairytale Wedding With A Futa Where YOU’RE THE BRIDE! (FemboyPOV, Romantic, Futadomworld)
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It had been rough going for a long… long time. For years you were ridiculed for associating with a futa, a ‘freak’. Things only got worse when word got out that you were crossdressing.
Oh the whispers were ceaseless, rumor was that you were forced into it, word on the street was that you were practically a slave to the ‘She-Male’s’ charms. Anything to avoid considering the possibility that you wanted this. That she had seen in you, someone nobody ever had before and helped that person to blossom and grow.
Finally, The Futa Empire had conquered the region, in an instant the city turned on its head, all those nasty whispers evaporated like the morning dew on a sunny day. Suddenly you weren’t the only male associating with Futa.
The Futa Laws were implemented and on the eve of that night, Stella proposed. You accepted, and 4 months later here you stand, just outside the door to the lone Temple of The Matron in the city.
The doors swing open giving way to the packed temple hall, pews filled with those who once whispered behind your back, now in attendance and desperate to prove just how glad they are to be here. As it turns out, this will be the first Male-Futa wedding held in this cities history.
*There she stands at the alter, clad in silky white dress and a smile, her red hair swaying in the sudden breeze.
Your heart pounds as you walk down the aisle, your own dainty dress hugging your girlish curves, a veil obscuring your blushing face as your heels click against the carpeted floor.
The walk to the alter is faster then you had expected and now you stand before Stella at the alter, the vows are recited, the first kiss as Wife and Boy-Wife is shared, now comes the kiss of servitude.
Stella hikes up the front of her dress to expose her womanhood, half hard and drooling precum, a third wedding band wrapped around the base of her cock. All is silent as you stare upon her length, the final step. A show of devotion.