Lauren undresses

"Undress? Is - Is that really necessary?" stuttered a nervous Lauren.

"It says so here." Courtney held up her chart, "Your company needs a full medical."

Darn it, groaned Lauren. She hated those kind of check-ups. Why didn't anyone tell her this?

"You can use the privacy curtain over there." pointed Courtney to the corner of the room. "I'll be back in a minute." and she left Lauren alone.

She glanced around nervously. It was a standard examination room. Nothing friendly. Had a table for the doctor, an examination table for the patient, a few chairs, a case full of medical equipments, a closed door on the far side of the room with a sink on one side and the dressing area on the other in the corner.

Lauren walked to the corner, biting her lips at the thought of what was coming. She conveyed the dressing area. There was a chair, a mirror and a curtain hanging on the wall. She put her purse on the chair and drawed the curtain.

Oh, god!

The curtain was not wide enough to cover the entire corner. It was more like a hanging dressing screen that only offered privacy from about half the room at any position. Well, if you could call it privacy when anyone could just walk to the other side of the room to see behind it. And it was almost seethrough. Well, better than nothing, she thought.

Lauren groaned in frustration. She set the curtain to cover the entrance to the room, from where Courtney and eventually the doctor would soon be returning. She looked at herself in the mirror. She loved that suit. No wonder Courtney bombared her with compliments. It was the look every woman strived to achieve. She dreaded the thought of being out of it for her examination.

She slowly unbuttoned the jacket and took it off. She looked around for a hanger but there was none. She reluctantly put her expensive jacket on the back of the chair. She realized that it was probably its sole function in there. As she bent down and removed her heels she immediately shrunk a few inches in height. Maybe Courtney wouldn't notice. It wasn't that noticeable (yes it was). As she continued undressing, she carefully folded and placed every article on the chair.

When she was down to her satin bra, panties and her pantyhose, she glanced at her reflection in the mirror again. She looked stunning. Long, brunette locks, an angelic face, generous bosom on her petite frame, a flat little tummy, and a heart shaped butt. A little short maybe, but everyone else was a giant freak in her eyes. Her tan may have gone away over the colder months of winter, but that would soon be remedied with the coming summer. Her body was the dream of every man in town -- and a few of the women as well. She often imagined how people would **** just to see her like this -- or clad in even less. But alas, that was a privilege few had ever earned. None, actually...

It was one of those embarrassing situations that every woman encountered at the doctor's. How much should they take off when they were required to undress? Undress down to underwear? Strip down completely? And the even more embarrassing part when they were told they needed to take off their underwear, or they shouldn't have taken it off in the first place. Well, she decided that her underwear should be enough. As she removed her pantyhose, the image in the mirror changed a bit. There it was, her protruding little tummy that no amount of diet or exercise could ever get rid of. She was not fat, not by a long shot. It must have been some baby fat that hadn't melted away yet. It was small enough for her pantyhose to completely hide, but without it, she was far from the flat-bellied models seen in all the magazines. She'd always envied them.

Once finished, she heard the door to the room open and in walked Courtney."Are you done?" she asked as she walked up to the curtain.

"Yes." Lauren answered nervously.

"Good." and with that, Courtney pulled the curtain to the side.

"Eeek!" Lauren screeched as she grabbed a hold of it to cover herself.

"Oh, don't be so shy." Courtney said as she glanced at what Lauren had to offer. The mirror provided her a perfect shot of her backside as well. "I wouldn't be with a body like yours." but she let Lauren pull the curtain back.

"Has the doctor arrived yet?"

"Yes." she replied. "But I'm afraid I will need you to remove your bra and panties."

"Is that really necessary?"

"Afraid so."

"Can - Can I at least have a gown of something?"

"Sure." said Courtney, and after a bit of fumbling she handed her a gown beside the curtain.

Lauren held up the ugly light green gown with a digusted groan.

"Do you need help with that?" asked Courtney teasingly.

"NO! Stay where you are!" she screamed as she gripped the edge of the curtain, in case Courtney wanted to pull it aside again. But Courtney just laughed at her response as she sat down at the table. Lauren was glad that she wasn't walking around, as she felt herself more secure with her sitting far away from the dressing area and her near naked little self.

Lauren dropped the gown on top of her clothes as she prepared to remove her underwear. She took a deep bearth. There was no point stalling. She quickly pushed her panties down her skinny legs and reached behind her back to unhook her wonderbra. She put the articles on her little pile of clothes. Done. She was naked. She was completely naked.

It was about this time that she realized she was facing the mirror. She didn't remember when she turned to face it. Why was there even a mirror in an examination room? She disliked what she saw. Without her enhanced underwear, she looked... different. She lacked the womanly curves she so desired. Her boobs never started to swell up through puberty, and all she really had were two tiny cone shaped pink nipples that were extremely sensitive. It was so unjust. There were preteens who were more stacked in the bust department than her. No wonder she tried to hide her shortcomings with padded bras or falsies. Nobody had ever seen her without them. It was her little secret. Quite literally.

Bellow her small nipples were her little pouch of a tummy. She hated how without her bra it stood out further than her boobs. Not that it was difficult to stand out further than those... If she sucked it in she looked petite enough. That still didn't help her boobies, though.

She looked down proudly at her thin landing strip leading to her holiest of holies. One of the few things she liked about her body. Most women her age preferred a clean shave, but Lauren didn't like that. She tried it once and the result was... Well, it had an undesirable effect. It made her look like... Like less of an adult.

She picked up the ugly gown. The laces on the back were hopelessly tangled. She spent about a full minute trying to untangle them, but eventually with a groan of frustration she decided to put it on like a shirt. As she raised it above her head, the second door leading to the room burst open and in walked the young blonde receptionist Lauren had met before.

"Courtney, I just needed to..." she stopped mid sentence when she noticed the naked Lauren standing there a few feet away from her. And what a sight it was compared to the scary lady she had met a short while ago.

Lauren just stood there like a deer caught in the headlights. Her arms high up in the air, trying to pull the gown over her head. Everything bellow her neck uncovered for the girl to see. She'd noticed the door before, but she thought it was locked. Apparently, it led to the reception. And she'd adjusted the curtain to offer protection from the main door and the desk where Courtney was sitting. Either way, she couldn't have shielded herself from both sides with such a narrow curtain. She hasitly pulled down the gown to cover her body, and looked at the blonde with her face turning bright red from shame.

"Oh..." the bloned stifled a giggle. "I'm sorry." then she averted her eyes and moved on to Courtney.

"What?" Courntey asked from the blonde.

The two started chatting away about a chart. Lauren couldn't help but notice a few cackles coming from their way. She didn't hear what they were talking about, but she had a pretty good guess. She cursed herself for not facing towards the wall before. Then she would have only seen her backside. As the blonde was leaving, she shot Lauren another glance with her hand in front of her mouth, and once she left Lauren could have sworn she'd heard her laughing in the next room.

"So, Lauren." Courtney started, "Sara said the doctor'll be here within minutes, and said to start the examination in the meantime." she pulled the curtain to the side. "You know, height, weight, blood pressure. The routine stuff." She stood there with a chart in her hand and a smug look on her face.

"OK." she meekly replied, her face still red from her previous exposure.

"Unfortunately..." Courtney shot Lauren a mischievious look.

"What?"