"Great, now we're BOTH naked!"

The big, blonde amazon quickly regains her strength and grips Lauren's wrists, effectively restraining her, but not before the damage is done.

In each of the small woman's little hands is a scrap of cloth, each one a different color.

Janice looks at the panting, gasping Lauren, who is gradually starting to calm down, and then down at her own body.

The blonde sighs.

"Great, now we're BOTH naked!" Janice grumbles as she glowers at Lauren.

Lauren's cheeks burn even redder as she avoids looking back into Janice's steely eyes.

"Sorry..." the small woman mumbles in shame.

The amazon lets go of Lauren and picks up the tattered remains of her outfit.

"Ug! You really did a number on this," she gripes as Lauren sheepishly covers her pale, pudgy body with her own small, trembling little hands.

Janice tosses the rags away in disgust and stands up, her body as impressive, sculpted, and classically beautiful as a statue from antiquity.

"W-what do we do now?" Lauren asks.

"Well, you ruined the last of my clothes, so I'm going to go home," the blonde says as she goes to open the door.

"W-wait! What about me?" Lauren whines as she grabs a hold of Janice's big, strong hand.

Janice looks Lauren over from head to toe. The small, flat-chested girl looks so adorably pitiful, especially with that little paunch she's sporting, and that big, juice booty is rather...

"J-Janice?" Lauren asks, snapping the amazon back to reality.

"Huh?" The blonde asks.

"You aren't just going to leave me like this?" The frightened, humiliated woman asks. She leans in even closer to her naked trainer and timidly whispers. "Are you?"