Go hide

Your mom has an open plan house, which is unfortunate for you in this moment, so there aren't many places to hide. You settle on dipping behind the wall of the kitchen. You can see through to the living room but as long as no one looks over here you'll be safe. You don't know why anyone would look in that direction, but the possibility that they could lean the right way and see you there in just your towel was agonizing. You can't believe your mom is doing this even now, and this time she's invited over everyone you know! At least before barely anyone ever saw me, sometimes maybe just a passing car through the window and she felt I'd learned my lesson. The stakes were much higher now.
The first guest to arrive was... oh no... your crush, Devin. He was the hottest guy in your town and you'd been pining over him ever since you turned 18. And now he's in your house and there's a very real possibility that he could glance to his left and see you with almost nothing on. The worst part is he would see you have nothing up top. No one knew about your tiny boobs except for your mother, that's why this punishment worked extra well. You didn't want ANYONE to know your secret.
"Oh Devin, hi, thanks for coming! It's been a while! Why don't you take a seat, you're the first one here!"
Devin sits down and since he's alone he starts looking around. Fuck. He is about to catch sight of you when the doorbell rings again. A bunch of people come in all at once, I guess most of them carpooled and came together. Suddenly the living room was filled with people, all people you knew. Your crushes, you friends, your enemies, girls, boys.... mostly boys. Oh fuck, she invited mostly boys.
"I wonder where Y/N is? I'll have to go find her, I'll be back. I think I'll check the KITCHEN."
You hold your breath but luckily, no one looks over, they all just go back to their conversations.
Then, without warning, your mom sneaks up behind you and grabs you from under your armpits. You clamp your arms down over her hands, which gives her the perfect spot to start wiggling her fingers.
"HA-"
"You might want to be quiet, wouldn't want all those people looking over here and seeing you in that towel, which has ridden up a bit by the way..."
You look down and in horror realize she's right. Your whole crotch was now visible to anyone who saw you. The towel had opened at the bottom and you could feel the knot was.. not structurally sound.
"Looks like you might want to try to stay still too, you wouldn't want to lose that towel, would you?"
This was a nightmare situation. You are being tickled under your arms, your worst spot, with no escape because your arms were clamped down over her hands and you didn't have the willpower to lift them up, not that that would help much. If you move, you will lose your only cover, and if you laugh everyone will see you. How long can you last?