the girl figited nervously, not really wanting to reveal her secret, not even to her mom, but she didnt want to risk her new doll escaping. "mom your um...your sitting on my doll" the mother looked at her irritated "your what?" "my doll...its a special doll...can you stand up please" with a annoyed sigh, her mother stands up and watches as her daughter carefully peeled you off her ass. she sees your flattened form in the wedding dress but doesnt make the connection to the missing bride as no one in emmas family really believes the tales of her tiny girlfriends true height. she sits down again as the girl smirked at you and kept you pressed between her hands to stop you from reforming. after a while the wedding around you is beginning to murmur about you standing Emma up, you whimper and try to escape but she held you firmly. when she realised they would have to go soon, she slipped your flattened form down her bra and made sure you were hidden but still squished firmly. satisfied you wernt going anywhere she sat there paciently waiting for the wedding to be called off.
it took a few more hours for Emma to admit you wernt coming and she was in tears but the girl didnt care, she had the worlds greatest doll now and no one would find her. as they all left you heard Emma sobbing thinking you had cold feet and fled as the girl left the church with you in tow. you strained to escape but were held tightly against her breast. you endured a car trips worth of vibrations before she finally got home. she instantly kicked off her heels and ran to her bedroom, peeling off her dress and leapt on her bed, slamming her chest down against it, crushing you more...
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