And it came to Veronica, she was a Jackass.
Yvette's upscale upbringing not only made her feel superior, she developed a near foolish demeanor in her condescending insults.
Veronica's inspiration played out in her mind, Yvette isn't only a bit of a jackass...she should literally be a bit of a jackass.
Veronica thought to herself, 'Can't believe that just came to me.' A wicked smile quickly graced her face..."came," she uttered followed by a chortle. A woman she had never met sitting next to her sneered at Veronica's small interruption of the ceremony. But Veronica wasn't daunted and began thinking of the change.
Across the way on the makeshift stage set up in Yvette's estate, Yvette stood in the center. A beautiful white dress adorning yet somehow almost masking her curvy, feminine form, a bouquet in her joined hands. Her smile was a bright as the lights, but it quickly turned to a frown. A heat started in her abdomen, and quickly turned to pressure. Veronica could note her former tormentor's posture shifting, uncomfortably. The pressure continued, only deepening while traversing down below her belly button.
Suddenly the heated pressure escaped, violently.
Yvette had a deep, long gasp and she looked down. Her dress was lacey, and with a low skirt to show off her legs - but she could see that even in its looseness it had a misshapen look to its front. The sexy, tight white undergarments had an incredibly uncomfortable pressure in them, as if they were rapidly overmatched and overfilled by a large object. Well, a few large objects.
Her dress's misshapen appearence was due to this same foreign object, distending it in front.
And Veronica saw it all from the crowd, witnessing her beautiful rival struggle with a sudden development. The bouquet moved around as Yvette tried to unsuccessfully straighten out her dress...only to unwittingly instigate the second thought with Veronica's change to her body.
Yvette froze, her chin slowly sinking toward her chest as she felt a heat in her groin. The overwhelmed panties gave way...and the bottom of Yvette's dress slowly began to rise in tune with a throbbing heartbeat.