(Caption) Zombie Bride (Patreon)

Mike asked his sister for help with a costume that would make him the brightest star at a costume party. His sister has been so tired of this request from Mike, she's supposed to design his brother's costume just because she's a fantasy costume designer? She had just designed a costume so now she didn't have enough energy to help her annoying brother. Now she was more interested in finding a model for that new costume, she ...... wait, maybe ......

"Okay Mike, I'll help you." "Really? Thanks!" "You're welcome!" She gave a evil grin. "Uh...... why are you making that face?" "Come here, my dear brother."

Mike's sister stripped Mike naked and then put paint on him. "What's this?" "You need a special color for your body to fit into that costume." "This color looks like ...... a corpse." Mike had gotten paint all over his body and he now looked like a zombie. "Yes, the theme of that costume is 'Zombie Bride'!"

As Mike's sister shouted the name of the costume, she placed the panties and corset on Mike. "What? No, I don't want to ......" "That's a costume party right? Crossdressing is allowed too!" Mike tried to resist, but the corset made it hard for him to breathe. He couldn't say no anymore.

Mike's sister used another paint to change the color of one of Mike's legs to make it look like it was rotting, closer to a zombie. She tucked Mike's feet into heels and now there was absolutely no escape for Mike. A pair of huge meatballs were glued to Mike's chest, becoming huge breasts. Just before Mike almost fell over because he couldn't keep his chest and feet balanced, his sister grabbed him and tucked him into a wedding dress and elbow gloves.

"You're so sexy!" Mike's sister happily put on makeup and a blue wig for Mike. With all the accessories on, Mike really turned into a zombie bride.

"Sis, this is really too ...... ""Stop." Mike's sister placed a finger on his kissable lips. "From now on you will learn bridal etiquette. On the day of the party you must be a classy bride!"

On the day of the party, people were chatting happily when the sound of crisp heels reached their ears. The owner of the sound was a beautiful bride. She was walking gracefully with a bouquet of flowers in her hands. If it wasn't for her zombie makeup, people would think she was a lost bride.

The bride let out a giggle and winked at the crowd, and then she said in a sweet, gentle voice, "Here I am, dear. Who is my lovely husband?" The people matched her performance with sounds of delight. They clamored to be the first to show their love to this beautiful bride. The bride giggled, knowing that she had become the brightest star.

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