Give me my shirt!

Lauren was close to hyperventilating. This small dick loser had just seen everything! All her secrets and shame, exposed to him! And, worst of all, she still needed him! She was totally reliant on him, like it or not. Lauren was tempted to just go ballistic and kick him out, but where would that leave her? Naked on the toilet, unable to stand!

"I... okay." Lauren bit her trembling lip. "I do need your help."

“Great.” Dennis said.

A bit too eagerly he moved towards her, eyes drinking in her exposure with his hands extended.

“Wait!!” Lauren yelped. “Give me my shirt!"

"Oh. Uh, sure." Dennis said, and a little reluctantly handed Lauren her shirt. He was seeing the girl of his dreams butt ass naked! It was a dream come true though! Although, he was seeing how much of Lauren's appearance he'd lusted after for years was due to those shaping panties and falsies he'd found earlier. He had already seen her surprisingly plump, oversized for her frame butt. And he'd never noticed such defined love handles as he could see on her bare hips, and he was positive he'd never seen belly rolls on Lauren like the ones plainly visible now! And he'd only gotten an unfortunately a brief glimpse of her chest, but it was definitely smaller than those sweater torpedoes he normally noticed!

Not that he was complaining. He was enjoying the sight of her shockingly different body as much as he'd enjoyed anything in his life!