you had been your girlfriends pussy now for an entire week and in that time she had indeed kept you busy by peeing through you and having her period through you, she even used you for sex but you survived it. You even knew she was doing something else which wasn't involving you directly at the time but she always kept you covered then
rebekah: ok you've passed this test and now for the final one
you: oh really i'm almost finished so i can marry you
rebekah: yes your final test isn't as long as the others. You will be made into my wedding dress for the wedding then i will marry a clone of you with you still as my dress and if you keep quiet during the entire ceremony then you will pass and i'll be married entirely to you
you: i can't wait to marry you
rebekah: good now then dressustransformatus
you then feel yourself changing again and when you open your eyes you can see rebekah again smiling looking at you, at her dress
rebekah: now then what you don't know is that the wedding is tomorrow which is why it's not as long.
she then puts you into a bag and zips you up to keep you safe
the next day
rebekah wakes up and quickly gets ready putting you on first as your mouth is filled with her breasts as your mouth was the cup the rest of your body just hang down with your arms tied round her back.
she then has her makeup and hair done then leaves for the wedding.
rebekah: i'm sure you can't wait i know i can't
you try to answer but with her breasts shoved into your mouth you can't
rebekah then steps out of the car and trips and falls hitting her head hard off the pavement.
rebekah: where am i, who am i
you listen in horror hearing her say this as only she knew about your transformation and tries saying something but couldn't.
rebekah: i really don't know but can i go home and get this dress off me it looks so weird
you try to scream but cannot
later rebekah took you off but you found you still could not speak a word. You looked out at her with sadness hoping she would remember soon. She then hung you up and put you over her wardrobe side looking out over the mirror as a constant reminder of what you had become and what looked like forever
