put on the suit

Lauren darted a glance to her door. Why didn't she have a lock? Would that be so much to ask for. Sighing and facing away, she pulled her maid uniform off. Hurrying to spend as little time as possible naked she yanked off her ruffled panties. Then she moved to her panties, rolling them off her hips and wiggling them to the ground. Bare naked, she grabbed her bathing suit. Hurriedly stepping into it she pulled it up.

As she expected, it stalled on her thighs. Were they getting wider? Shaking off the thought she gave it a pull. Finally, with a strong tug, the suit slid into place over her butt and crotch.

Lauren's eyes bugged out as it dug in tightly. Oh god, it felt like it was invading! Also she thought she heard a tear somewhere in that. Still, she was topless, and her keeper might pop in at any moment. So she pulled the shoulder straps up and yanked them into place. She grit her teeth as this dug the suit even deeper into her crack and between her legs. Finally, she'd got it over her shoulder and into place. She looked into the mirror, and her jaw dropped.

She hadn't gotten a good look at herself in the mirror when she'd tried it on. She looked utterly ridiculous! The suit was obviously undersized. It was giving her a clearly outlined camel toe, and was pulled up over her hips showing the creases of skin that led towards her crotch and all of her stubby, pale legs. Even worse, the suit totally flattened her chests, and was so tight her nipples were clearly outlined. It looked like Hershey kisses on tiny pancakes, an even more unflattering view of her chests then normal. Also it pulled her shoulders forward, causing her to hunch and her belly to stick out more then ever. Why was it so restrictive in the chest but didn't hold her stomach tight at all?

Spinning around, she saw the back was pulled severely between her butt cheeks, giving her an intense and uncomfortable wedgie. Her large pale butt cheeks hung out plainly. Groaning in disgust, she pulled at it. She managed to get it covering at least some of her cheeks, but feared it was going to slip back at any sudden movement. Could she really face that group looking like this?