Stacey grinned as she said. “Well, Alice. You’ll actually fit well into these training bras. You don’t need real ones.”
Stacey reached into the bin and pulled out a package of training bras. Alice’s jaw dropped. The bras had phrases too like Growing Buds, Almost There, Little Marshmallows, and so on. On a little girl it would be cute, but on Alice the phrases were humiliating.
Stacey also confiscated Alice’s own bra and said. “You don’t even need this one.”
Alice quickly adjusted her shirt and blushed. Margaret nodded in agreement and said. “Let’s add a few more of those too.”
Stacey gladly did as she picked out some of the branded ones too to match the underwear.
“Hey, I think we need to get Alice some new swimmies,” Stacey said as she headed over to the girls’ bathing suits. “I’m just not sure which ones will fit her.”
“Let’s grab a bunch and then we can try them on,” Margaret said.
Stacey nodded and looked around for some embarrassing bathing suits. After she picked out some they headed to the fitting rooms.
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