Lauren is discussed

Lauren wedged both hands over her crotch, shoved between her thighs. She squirmed and hunched over, unwittingly thrusting her bare pale butt out behind her. Her face was a distorted mask of shocked embarrassment. All she wore was a tee shirt, undersized and riding above her belly. The rest of her body was bare as could be, pale and pink, wriggling shamefully as she stared back at Vanessa and her perfect friends in shame. They looked so good, lean and tall and tan. She knew how she looked. Thick and short and gleaming pale. She grimaced, seeing the shock and amusement on David's face.

"She looks like Winnie the Pooh!" May laughed.

"Check out those thunder thighs!" Giggled one girl Lauren didn't know.

"I can't stop looking at that gut!" Yelled Debbie. Lauren hated their comments. They burned all the more, all being ground at least somewhat in reality.

"What's the matter David?" Vanessa asked, noting his expression.

"Oh, nothing," David said, still in a daze. "She just looks so... different!"

"You mean, without her padded bra and Spanx?" Vanessa pointed out.

"Vanessa!" Lauren yelped, but the pair ignored her impotent rage.

"Really? You mean she wears..."

"Yup, that's how she fooled everyone for years." Vanessa explained. "I for one think it's good for her to have to reveal the truth."

"That's probably true." David said. "Secrets are really bad to keep, especially such vain ones!"

Lauren hated being talked about like she wasn't there. The fact that it was her crush and her wicked sister talking about her greatest secrets? She felt like she might explode, her face was so hot with shame!