Maya and Leigh - Window Shopping

 Maya and Leigh had decided to take a break from the beach to explore the nearby city center and do some window shopping. Maya was comfortably strapped to Leigh's chest, and the limbless woman attracted much attention. Maya was unbothered. She was more occupied looking at the windows and chatting up a storm about everything she saw. Leigh was just happy her girlfriend was happy, and she gladly carried her wherever Maya was pointing. 

"Oh my god!" Maya suddenly exclaimed and bounced in her sling, almost causing Leigh to topple over. 

"What? What did you see?" 

"Over there!" Maya wriggled her shoulders in the direction she was looking, which didn't help narrow it down. Leigh started walking in the direction, hoping to spot whatever had caught Maya's attention. She soon realized what shop had Maya so excited. 

A bridal shop. 

"Can we go in? Please?" Maya asked, turning around as best as possible to give Leigh her best puppy eyes. 

Leigh hesitated. "Really?" She eyed the shop suspiciously, not sure what Maya was planning. "Just to look, or do you want to try something on?" 

Maya bit her lip and blushed, the red color spreading all the way to her armless shoulders. "Maybe to try something on?" She said cheekily. 

"I'm not trying on a dress," Leigh said, matter-of-factly. 

"Not you, silly. I want to try something on!" 

Leigh looked down at her limbless girlfriend with giant breasts, not knowing what to say. They already had a hard time finding regular clothes for her unique body; it was probably safe to assume that there was nothing in this shop that would actually fit her. But who was she to deny her girlfriend anything? 

They reached the store and admired the extravagant display pieces in the window. They were pretty, but nothing Leigh would ever want to wear. Leigh tried to imagine Maya in one of the dresses, and while she was intimately familiar with her girlfriend's body, all she could conjure up in her mind was Maya's head sticking out of a mountain of fabric. 

The precious cargo strapped to the front of her chest began rocking back and forth excitedly, and Leigh had to wrap her arms around Maya to keep her still. 

"Let's go, let's go!" Leigh was still apprehensive, but Maya was an unstoppable force if she wanted to do something, despite her physical limits. 

Leigh sighed and pushed the door open. A bell jingled, and they were soon greeted by a middle-aged woman who instantly did a double take when she laid eyes on Maya. 

"How can I help you, ladies?" She said after she had recovered, though her eyes wandered over Maya's body, taking in her unusual body.

"I was wondering if you could help us find a dress for me," Maya said. Her eyes were practically sparkling as she took in the rows of white, off-white, beige and light pink dresses. 

"Of course! My name is Marsha. May I ask if you two are a couple?" Marsha asked without prejudice, so Leigh was comfortable revealing their relationship status.

"I'm Leigh, and this is Maya. We're girlfriends," Leigh said, gauging Marsha's reaction, but the other woman simply nodded. 

"I think I will have to measure you, love. You have quite the unusual proportions. I might not have anything that will fit you properly, but we'll have to see." Marsha pulled out a measuring tape and approached them. "Maybe you could sit on this bench if that's possible?"

"Yeah." 

Leigh slipped her helpless girlfriend out of the sling and gently sat her on the bench. She kept a hand on Maya's shoulder as the limbless woman shuffled around, finding her balance. Marsha came over and quickly wrapped the measuring tape around Maya's chest, waist and hips. 

"Oh wow. With your bust measurement, you would need my largest size, but your waist measurement puts you into the size range of my smallest dresses. It's going to be hard to find something that will fit you. We'll definitely need to make some adjustments no matter what we do." 

She straightened back up and thought for a moment, eying the many rows of dresses. 

"I think the best option would be to find something closer to your bust size and adjust it for your waist. It's easier to remove fabric than add it, though that's not impossible either. Maybe something with a corset waist would be ideal." 

"Oh, I want a corset, yes!" Maya jumped around, and Leigh had to hold onto her with both hands to keep her from toppling over. Maya had gotten a lot better at balancing on her rump, but her implants made her very top-heavy. She was never concerned about falling over, trusting Leigh completely to steady her and keep her from hurting herself. 

"Alright, let's look at some dressed then."

"Let's go, let's go!" Maya wriggled her smooth shoulders as Leigh picked her back up. "I want to see the dresses." 

Leigh didn't bother putting Maya back into the sling and just held her like normal with her arms wrapped around Maya's waist right under her breasts. She followed Marsha to the first row of dresses. She pushed the dresses apart so Maya could take a closer look. To Leigh, they all looked the same. 

"Do you have a certain look in mind?" Marsha asked after she pulled out a white dream made entirely out of delicate lace. It was high cut and had long sleeves. "This one has long sleeves, but we can adjust it, so you don't have them dangling around but would still cover your shoulders." 

"Oh no, I want something without sleeves. I like the freedom of movement," Maya shrugged her shoulders to underline her point. "Maybe even strapless? Do you think that could work? And I think I want something with a lot of glitter and rhinestones. The ones with lace are nice, but that's not really me." 

"She's a little bit of a princess," Leigh chuckled. 

"Oh, why didn't you say that earlier? This is the wrong section. Come with me," Marsha hurried over to another rack and pushed an entire section away to reveal a dress covered entirely in sparkling rhinestones. It had a corseted waist and no sleeves; the skirt ballooned outwards and had a layer of sparkling tulle all around. 

"Ohhhhh! That is amazing!" Maya was instantly hooked and almost jumped out of Leigh's arms. "Can I try this on, please?" 

"Of course," Marsha took the dress off the rack to show it off in its entirety. 

"Oh wow, oh wow, get it on my body, now!" 

"About that," Marsha looked between them, eyeing Maya's noticeable bodily differences. "What are you comfortable with?" 

"I'm comfortable with everything. I can just sit on the stool, and you can dress me," Maya said nonchalantly, and she practically leaped out of Leigh's grip towards Marsha, who was still holding the dress and could barely get her arms around the limbless woman. 

"Oh, that's uh...very forward," Marsha stumbled before she could adjust to the sudden weight but managed to not drop Maya. They vanished behind the curtain, and Leigh was left alone in the front of the room. She sat on the small bench next to the mirror and listened to Maya instruct Marsha on how to maneuver her petite body around. There was a lot of fabric ruffling, and Maya giggled the entire time. 

As Leigh waited, she looked around the room and wondered how she had ended up here. They had never talked about marriage, so Maya's request to try on wedding dresses had come very unexpectedly. She wondered if her girlfriend had given it more thoughts than she had or if it was just one of Maya's usual antics. 

"Okay, I think I got it. Does this feel alright? Not too tight?" Leigh heard Marsha say behind the curtain. 

"Feels good!" Maya answered.

It took another two minutes before the curtain opened, revealing Maya, and Leigh's mouth fell open. She had to cover her mouth because she could not stop gaping at her girlfriend. 

Maya was sitting on a roller stool that was completely hidden from view under the voluminous skirt. Marsha pushed Maya over to the mirror while Maya kept her eyes closed. It looked like the limbless woman was floating across the floor, making Maya look more angelic. Marsha positioned Maya in front of the mirror and spent some time arranging the skirt around her before she stood behind her to keep a hand on her back to keep her from toppling over. 

Leigh still hadn't recovered from the sight. She hadn't thought Maya could become more beautiful, but the dress made her glow from within. While Leigh could spot some clamps in the back that kept the dress closed, the front fit Maya like a glove. It wrapped around her tiny waist and drew it in another inch, making her breasts look even larger in comparison. The strapless top cupped her enormous bust perfectly, giving them enough support (not that they needed it) to create the perfect cleavage. Without straps, Maya's armless shoulders were on display, proudly showing off their smooth, uninterrupted curves. 

"Alright, you can look now," Martha said, and Leigh could see how nervous Maya was by the subtle way her breath caught just moments before she opened her eyes. Maya gasped when she saw her reflection in the mirror; for once, she seemed to be at a loss for words. Not only that, but Leigh could see how Maya's eyes began to water. 

"Are you alright, Maya?" Leigh instinctively got up and pulled out a tissue to wipe her girlfriend's eyes. 

"Are you upset?" Maya shook her head as Leigh patted her eyes dry. "You look amazing. The dress really suits you." She tried to reassure her girlfriend.

"No, I'm just overwhelmed. I didn't think I would get the opportunity to do this today," Maya sniffled. 

"What opportunity?" Leigh asked, confused. 

Maya shuffled around until she was facing Leigh. 

"Leigh, you're the love of my life, and I couldn't live without you. I know this is very sudden, and I don't know if I'm doing this right -" Maya was rambling, and Leigh was getting even more confused.

"What are you saying?" 

"I guess what I'm trying to say is... Leigh, do you want to marry me?" Maya looked up, her eyes still watery, with a blush spreading across her cheeks. "I don't have a ring for you, but we can get one for you, right? I want us to spend the rest of our lives together. Please, Leigh, say something, I - "

Maya was cut off by Leigh leaning down and kissing her, effectively shutting her up. Leigh's hands found Maya's shoulders, and she could feel the armless woman reach for her girlfriend with non-existent arms. Leigh deepened the kiss, and their tongues became intertwined for a short moment before Leigh had to break the kiss. They were both breathless when Leigh pulled back.

Maya was gazing up at her. Her whole face and the top of her breasts were flushed bright red. 

"You're such a dork, Maya. Of course, I'll marry you." 

Maya actually looked surprised at Leigh's answer, but then a giant smile spread over her face. Leigh leaned down and gave her another kiss, this one short but sweet. 

"Congratulations," Marsha said, reminding the newly engaged of her presence. Leigh had completely forgotten about the bridal shop owner who stood only a few feet away, clasping her hands together. "I have to say this is a nice change. I've never had a couple propose in my shop before." 

"Yeah, I'm just as surprised," Leigh chuckled, holding her girlfriend close. "But I'm not surprised that Maya tried on the dress before asking me." 

"It is a bit backward, but I've had clients look at dresses when they didn't even have a partner yet." 

"Now that's a bit weird," Leigh chuckled. "What are we doing about the dress, Maya? How do you like it? Do you want to try on another one?"

Maya shuffled back towards the mirror to take another look at herself. 

"I don't know, I feel this is already perfect, but I'd like to see a few more?" She asked, looking toward Marsha. "Can I do that?" 

"Of course, maybe Leigh can pick a dress for you?" 

Maya laughed. "Okay!" Leigh rolled her eyes but grinned. She was up for the challenge. 

While Marsha took Maya behind the curtain to get her out of the first dress, Leigh perused the racks of dresses for one that would catch her eye. Maya had already looked so beautiful in the first dress, Leigh was sure there was nothing that could top that, but she gave it a chance.

Her eyes landed on a sleek dress with a simple corset top and long sleeves that widened towards the wrist. The skirt was almost straight and only had a few applications running down the side with a few pearls sparingly spread across them. It was captivating in its simplicity. Leigh knew it wasn't Maya's style and the bust was likely too small to fit Maya's breasts, but Leigh liked it and wanted to see how her fiancee looked in it. She picked it up and gave it to Marsha behind the curtain, then sat down again and waited. 

As Marsha wrangled the dress over Maya's body, Leigh listened to their conversation. 

"There's no way I can close this in the back. It will have to stay open," Leigh heard Marsha say, and a moment later, she pushed Maya out from behind the curtain and in front of the mirror. This dress was vastly different than the first one, but Maya still looked stunning in it. It was apparent it flattened her chest quite a bit, but her waist was well-defined and flowed seamlessly into the skirt, which was bunched up around the stool. 

Maya looked at herself and tilted her head, unsure what to make of the dress Leigh picked for her. 

"Not a fan, huh?" Leigh said and got up to stand behind her fiancee. 

"It's alright, but it's very tight. I feel like I can't move, or it'll bust open, and I'll flash everyone with my tits." 

"I like it," Leigh said, leaning down to pick Maya up. She wanted to see what the skirt would look like if it wasn't bunched on the ground. "You can't even tell you don't have legs when I hold you like this!" Leigh turned from side to side with Maya in her arms to look at all the angles, and the sleeves flopped around with the movement. 

"We could put fake arms into the sleeves, and nobody would know you don't have any limbs," Leigh laughed at that silly idea. 

"Oh please, no, I'd feel like a life-sized doll with posable arms and legs," Maya groaned, and Leigh held her a little tighter.

"I'm joking, but that might be a costume idea for Halloween." 

"Only if you drench me with fake blood." They both laughed, and Leigh put her limbless girlfriend back onto the stool. 

Maya didn't want to try on any more dresses, so Marsha helped her back into the first one so they could finalize what kind of adjustments it needed before Maya could wear it. 

They left the store in the early evening, both happy but exhausted. In a couple of months, they would pick up the finished dress, and in the meantime, they would have to plan the rest of the wedding.