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Here, Molly is modeling the latest in fancy swim wear for the distinguished young lady. A nice hat, one piece bathing suit and some wrist bands. Only the best for our heroine.
This picture is related to but not a scene from the story, "Pumping Molly"
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No story, just this little stub I typed up just now.
"You can't fit in that, my dear."
Molly huffed and crossed her arms in annoyance at the store saleswoman. "Huh? I can too!"
The rabbit cleared her throat and nudged the six year old's swollen vulva. "You can't even close your legs around that thing, girl. How are you ever going to put THAT," she held up the girl sized swimsuit and it's inch wide crotch, "into THIS."
A quick snatch to grab it from the woman and Molly stormed into the changing room. She grabbed a hat off the rack on the way by, just to annoy the smug rabbit. People were always assuming she was unable to do anything anymore, just because she was different 'down there.'
Becky was curious what her daughter had in mind, but knew Molly would come up with something. "You know, she's going to wear that and somehow make it fit."
That brought a snigger from the saleswoman. "Right, there's no way she can fit that size COW into a size NORMAL."
"Care to bet?"
Inside the dressing room Molly set the hat on a rack, then took a deep breath, exhaled just as deeply to empty her lugs, bent over, and wrapped her arms around her pussy mound. She'd pulled her soft overly pumped flesh forward and heaved it up, letting her hands slide up all the way to the very tip of her mound for the best leverage. It took a few tries to heave her vulva onto the changing room seat, but very little effort after that with the seat supporting it.
Molly had done the same thing before and knew just what to do to get into a tight suit. With it on the seat she stepped into the suit and pulled it up her legs. Getting the front of the suit up was harder, but with enough tugging and folding of her soft damp labia, she managed to squish it enough up along her chest to pull the front up just past half way. If her pussy hadn't been there her flat chest would have been visible, instead just her cunny was visible. Looking in the mirror she giggled, her fat outer lips sagging over the neckline kind of looked like a pair of large plump breasts. Kit would really like that.
When she stepped out, she was wearing the hat and posed for the incredulous looking saleswoman. Becky tilted her head to look at her, told her to spin around for them, then handed her two wrist bands. The two left on their way to the pool party with the bill reluctantly being taken care of by the stunned lose of a sure thing bet.
"You look lovely, Molly."
"Can we shop for yours now, Mommy?"