>>1696565Fuyumi-sensei pursed her lips. "Well of course it won't fit if you don't know how to make it fit. Here," she declared, and with no further warning she suddenly slipped around behind Chidori and grabbed her breasts. She lifted them and squished them together, squeezing way harder than Akiha did earlier, until Chidori let out a little squeal. Then she cradled them with one arm while she pulled the swimsuit's straps over Chidori's shoulders with the other. Once the straps were in place she reached down again, squeezing and squishing Chidori's breasts even harder than before to cram them into the swimsuit. Chidori squeaked and squirmed and moaned, but Fuyumi-sensei kept at it, and when she was at last satisfied she stepped back and concluded with, "There, that looks good enough. How do you like it."
Still gasping for breath to recover from her most extensive fondling yet, Chidori looked down and immediately decided that she didn't like it at all. The swimsuit was covering her nipples, but even with the stretchy material stretched to the very limit it was just barely big enough to cover that much, and it was squishing her breasts so much that they bulged and spilled out in a spectacular blossom of cleavage and sideboob.
"I can't... I can't possibly..." she started. The mere thought of letting everybody see her like this was almost too embarrassing to bear.
Fuyumi-sensei just shrugged. "I know it's uncomfortable, but like I said, you'll get used to it."
"That's not the problem!" Chidori complained. "I can't let everybody see me like this! I... It's... they... I just can't!"
