Put on the new bathing suit!

Lauren slammed the door, eagerly having grabbed the suit. She felt so exposed, even alone in the bathroom naked. It was too much for her repressed personality. She just had to cover herself, and everything would be fine! Then she'd get back out there, put everyone back in her place and move past her humiliations. Yes, with her clothes came her power and authority. Britney didn't realize how much trouble she was in!

Almost smirking, Lauren stepped through the bathing suit. Baby blue, not the best color for a pale girl, but she didn't have a choice. She began pulling it up, rolling it over her calves and knees. When the suit got halfway up her thighs though, it stuck. Lauren grimaced, hating reminders of the girth of her thighs. She pulled and wriggled, trying not to note how much her nipples excitedly bobbed while she did so. How small was this suit?

Getting it over her butt proved to be the most difficult. The suit was clearly far to small for her large backside. It took over a minute of thrashing, flopping and nude shaking before she yanked it up. Then she rolled it up to cover her breasts and stomach. As she slipped on the shoulder straps the undersized suit BURIED into her. It was tighter then her skin!

Grimacing, she looked in the mirror. Lauren gasped at what she saw...