Laura the bride suddenly had a thought planted in her head: You have the power to transform, too, to try to hold David's interest.
She made herself grow taller to match Marie's supermodel body, then gave herself the hourglass figure of Jacquelyn, and the breasts of Shannon -- actually, a few cup sizes bigger, so they were about the size of her head. Her skin darkened as she made herself mixed-race, with almond-shaped eyes like Rachel's and plump lips like Jacquelyn. Her altered face became stunningly beautiful, her bridal makeup becoming a sluttier porn star style. Her wedding dress became an even skimpier version of Marie's lace teddy with elaborate sequin and lace, plus thigh-high white stockings and white platform heels. She'd lost the long train on her skirt, but now the hair on her head, a wavy chestnut brown, was long enough that it extended to the floor.
"David is marrying me!" she screamed. "I'll always be better for him than the rest of you, no matter what you look like -- and he's head over heels in love with me, and I'm head over heels in love with him!"
As if to demonstrate the last part of her statement, she did a series of stunning backflips down the aisle, perfectly executed despite her hair whipping and her breasts jiggling -- she'd gone well beyond Tasha's cheerleader moves and given herself expert-level gymnastics knowledge and a perfectly athletic and flexible body.
The crowd in the church applauded. Even Laura's attendants did so, having to admit that the bride had surpassed them in her transformations.
Once the applause died down, Laura started walking back up the aisle, staring at David the whole way. He nervously looked at her, looked at the other five women who had transformed, caught the eye of the strange man in the sixth row who winked at him for some reason.
And as Laura was halfway up the aisle...