The whole story so far can be found here.
Once Kay had Lori-Anne in the dressing-room--which was absolutely sumptuous, with champagne for the bride-to-be, and canapés, and catalogue after catalogue full of the most beautiful and elegant gowns imaginable--she closed the door against the salesladies and said, "Everything off, now, Lori-Anne, and don't make a fuss."
Lori-Anne's courage failed her. She whispered, "But, Kay, they'll see my… my things."
"Not after we get you into your bridal lingerie, sweetie," said Kay. "Take off all your clothes, and make sure you keep that big clit of yours hidden between your legs. Once we have some nice lacy panties on you, it will get easier."
So, trembling, Lori-Anne took off her top, and her padded bra, and her skirt, and the everyday panties Joe liked her to wear. She didn't like to look in the mirror, but Kay came and put her arm around Lori-Anne's shoulders, and turned her firmly so that she had to look at herself. There stood Lori-Anne in her beautiful make-up, with her beautiful hair. Really, when she arranged herself properly, and hid her things down between her legs, she felt like the bride she had always wanted to be.
Keep the taboo going!