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Tight Fits and Taboo Touches: A Swimwear Fitting Fiasco

Chapter One: The Art of Fitting

The bell above the door jingled as a mother and her toddler daughter walked into the high-end children's swimwear boutique. The fitter, an experienced woman with a keen eye for detail, greeted them warmly.

"Hello there! Welcome to our boutique. How can I help you today?" she asked, smiling at the mother and her adorable daughter.

"We're looking for a new swimsuit for my little one," the mother replied, holding up her daughter. "She's grown so much lately and her old swimsuit is too small."

"Absolutely, I'd be happy to help," the fitter said, leading them to a rack of swimsuits. "Let's see, she looks to be about a size two. How about this one?" she asked, holding up a cute polka-dot swimsuit.

As the fitter helped the toddler into the swimsuit, she noticed that the gusset was a bit loose. She gently began to rub her finger up and down the gusset, between the labia, to stimulate the toddler.

The mother, aware of the fitter's technique, gave a playful insult. "You're going to have her walking on cloud nine with that fit, aren't you?" she said, raising an eyebrow.

The fitter laughed and continued to help the toddler try on different swimsuits, making sure the gusset was snug and stimulating. "I always make sure my customers are comfortable and satisfied," she said, winking at the mother.

The mother approved of the fitter's technique. "I've never seen her so excited to wear a swimsuit. You have a real talent," she said, impressed.

The fitter, wanting to take things further, asked the mother if she could spread the toddler's labia wider for a more extreme fit. "I want to make sure the swimsuit fits perfectly," she explained.

The mother, amused by the fitter's boldness, agreed. The fitter gently spread the toddler's labia wider, inserting a finger to ensure a snug fit.

The toddler giggled and the mother gave another playful insult. "You're going to have her swimming laps in no time," she said, chuckling.

The fitter continued to insert a finger, finger fucking the toddler as she tried on different swimsuits. The mother, becoming more and more turned on by the fitter's technique, began to touch herself.

The fitter, noticing the mother's arousal, asked if she would like to join in the fitting. "It can be quite a sensual experience," she said, seductively.

The mother, hesitant at first, eventually agreed. "Why not?" she thought, feeling horny and adventurous.

The two of them finger fucked the toddler together, their moans and groans filling the boutique. The toddler, overwhelmed by the sensation, began to cry.

The mother and fitter quickly stopped, realizing they may have gone too far. The fitter, realizing her mistake, apologized to the mother and the toddler.

The mother, still aroused, thanked the fitter for the unique experience. "That was... intense," she said, catching her breath.

The three of them left the boutique, with the toddler in a new, snug swimsuit. The mother and fitter exchanged a knowing look, both of them satisfied and pleased with the outcome.

As they walked out of the boutique, the mother turned to the fitter and said, "You know, I might just have to come back for another fitting."

The fitter smiled and replied, "I'll be here, ready and waiting."

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