"Ok then. That's more like it. Do you like pasties John?"
"Hell yeah, maximum exposuuuurrrre" he said making some lude gestures to the crowd although he had no idea why.
"Perfectly ok with me. What if your lovely bride over there wore nothing but them?" Without waiting for a response, and with a shake of his wrist, the top of her wedding gown began to vanish leaving nothing but 2 extremely petite gold star pasties directly over each nipple.
Out of instinct she grabbed her husbands coat to cover herself up with. As soon as she pressed it against herself, the jacket began to dissolve leaving just two pasties but they were now the colour of the jacket, black.
"Tisk tisk. We can't have you covering up those lovely globes." And with another flick of the wrist she let her hands fall to her side and wiggled around a bit to get her boobs moving hping to please the crowd before she sat down making sure to lean extremely far over to give everyone a perfect view from all directions. Inside she knew what she was doing was wrong but she just couldnt help herself.
"Well I said I wold help both of you. What would you like to change about your new husband?"