Lauren realizes she is nude!

Lauren stared down in total shock. She was looking at her own bare body, fully exposed under the blaring sun. Her small, perky pint sized mounds each topped with an erect pink nipple. Below her slight rounded belly, normally contained in tight clothing and/or restrictive Spanx to give it the shape she liked. Then her surprisingly wide hips. Centered there her clean shaven crotch and lips, with stubby round legs leading down to the floor. Her limbs were slightly pink and freckled, her normally concealed torso jet white.

She was freaking naked! Finally snapping out of her stupor, she slapped her hands over herself, slammed her thighs together and squealed. The crowd seemed amused by her reaction, bursting out in laughter. After all, she was the one who'd confidently walked over butt naked, only to now suddenly act shocked?

Only the bartender, who was chuckling despite himself, seemed to note her distress as her cheeks turned red.

"Did you loose your bathing suit?" He asked her.

"Y...yes!" She squealed.

"Probably a dare!" A woman in her forties said, sipping her cocktail in amusement.

"Little harlot is **** for attention!" Her friend snickered.