50--TV FICTION CLASSICS

I thought of Kelly. He bore no resemblance to a boy. I thought of Kelly for several moments, intrigued. My "buddy" was about to become my "wife". He looked every bit a woman, with long shapely legs, a slender waist and swelling breasts tipped with full pink and tender nipples. I don't remember any boyness since before that night in the cabin.

Dozens of candles were lit creating a weird pale glow. Was I dreaming??? This couldn't be happening, could it? I was startled by the sudden blast of the wedding march played on the organ. Everyone stood and watched the back of the church. Kelly appeared.

His long hair gleamed with honey-blonde highlights and was pinned up, accented with baby-breath and a silver pin. But was all this enough to be my "wife?" Could this sensuous, provocative image of a woman, make his "husband", me, happy?

It was a special day, the day that Kelly would have to pass over that invisible threshold into all-out womanhood, leaving all boyishness behind. Could he do it??

Soft whispers and Kelly's full brocade skirts rustling, were the only sounds, as Kelly stood jittery next to me.

Kelly's dress's waist was a little snug and the bodice cut daringly low but covered with a sheer fabric, his cleavage was apparent. The skirt was full, swelling out in luxuriant pleats that swirled and rustled as he walked.

Kelly took my hand. He almost gushed, his eyes filling with tears, he whispered, "I am so lucky to have you."

His gown glowed from the light hitting the white embroidered lace and the off the shoulder puffed sleeves. The very low neckline accented Kelly's slender waist. He looked radiant and most importantly, totally feminine. I couldn't stop now, it would have broken his heart.

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The preacher spoke, "In the wonderful times ahead you, Kelly and Bill, try to make each day special for each other. In the beginning, it's exciting, your new life together. A good relationship is easy...Try to make the good times for your mate, twice as good...try to make the bad times, half as hard..."

"Do you Kelly, take Bill to be your lawfully wedded husband till death do you part?"

An alarmed look emerged on Kelly's face. A look of fear appeared as he realized that he was vowing to be a woman and a wife to a man for the rest of his life.

The silence was deafening as he didn't answer, obviously in thought. The crowd was getting nervous. Somebody in the back yelled, "WELL?"

In a soft mutter, I heard, "I do." and then again louder, "I DO!"

The preacher continued, "Do you promise to love and obey him till death do you part?"

Kelly took a deep breath which showed off his twin prominences and feminine silhouette. The only sound was the rustle of the satin and taffeta around his body. "I do."

I agreed to the vows easily, mesmerized by the softness and femininity offering to be my soul mate for millennium. The preacher announced, "I now pronounce you man and wife." Then to me he said, "You may kiss the bride."

I lifted the veil and smoothed it back over Kelly's hair, my fingers entwining a few strands. Kelly tilted his head, parting his lips as our lips met. Kelly made a moaning sound as I crushed him with a big hug. We kissed for a long time, my mouth working over Kelly's. The audience applauded at the gesture of love.