(Caption) Night bride (Patreon)

Moonlight filtered through the gaps in the curtains, mapping the soft light inside the bridal store onto the floor. The thief sneaks in gingerly, his goal clear, to find some valuables. However, as he shoplifts, his attention stalls on a row of dreamy wedding dresses. These white gowns hung like clouds on the display racks, emitting a faint floral scent that he couldn't help but fall in love with.

The thief smiled darkly, as if by some incredible revelation. Somewhere in the corner of the bridal store, he began to search for the outfit he needed, and it all became like an unexpected masquerade ball. First, he found the corset and bra, trying to find a strange liberation in the feeling of bondage. In front of the mirror, he fiddled with the silky panties, as if it were all for a moment very different from his ordinary life. Delicate stockings wrapped around his long, slender legs, the height of his heels causing him to feel an unfamiliar sense of desire. Long gloves slid over his arms like snow-white feathers extending naturally. He quietly unclasped a dreamy wedding gown and let it gently slide down his body as if it was all a predestined ritual. The veil floated down like flowing water, covering his features and transforming the burglar into an enchanting and mysterious bride. Finally, he stopped in front of the vanity, applying light makeup with skillful strokes, as if polishing an exquisite work of art. His eyes reveal an ineffable emotion, and what he sees in the mirror is no longer himself, but a mysterious avatar clad in a wedding dress.

Through the colorful world of wedding dresses, he gets lost in a dreamy ceremony. The bride's pose in the mirror mesmerizes him, not as a mere trick of thievery, but as an opportunity for self-discovery. He began to turn quietly, feeling the wedding dress trailing at his feet as if it were an unexperienced lightness. The loneliness and emptiness in his heart was gradually filled with a strange satisfaction, and he reveled in the feeling of being a bride, as if he had found an existence beyond himself. However, as the identity of the bride is established, a new desire springs to mind - the search for a suitable groom. In the corner of the bridal store, he began to quietly envision this ideal partner, a soul mate with whom he could spend his life. And so, in his wedding dress, like a lost man searching for love, he begins his journey to find his groom. Perhaps this marvelous masquerade ball will bring him a real and profound love, and let him realize that after crossing the dreamy wedding dress, there is a real and beautiful love story.