Bathtime for Nessa

Lauren pulled Vanessa into the bathroom and locked the door. “Alright, little Nessa. Strip.”

“W-what?” Vanessa said in surprise.

“Strip. Naked,” Lauren ordered as she walked over and started the bath, putting the plug in the hole.

“N-no!” Vanessa said. “I refuse! I’m not stripping naked for you!”

Lauren rolled her eyes and grabbed the bottom of Vanessa’s shirt and pulled up. Vanessa squealed as her shirt practically flew off her body. Lauren unclasped Vanessa’s bra to reveal her B cup breasts. Lauren laughed. “You call those breasts? Don’t worry, little Nessa. You’ll go through puberty one day.”

Vanessa blushed as Lauren yanked down her pants. “No!” Vanessa cried as she tried to cover her underwear, but it was too late.

Lauren burst out laughing. “Aw,” Lauren cooed. “You really are a baby, Ms. Minnie Mouse .”

Vanessa wanted to die as her Minnie Mouse underwear came into view. It was laundry day for her so it was the only thing she had to wear for underwear. Lauren yanked down Vanessa’s underwear and laughed again. Vanessa held back a cry as she desperately tried to cover herself, but Lauren wouldn’t let her. “Don’t look,” Vanessa cried as Lauren looked right at Vanessa’s hairless crotch.

Lauren just laughed and finally pulled Vanessa into the bathtub.