Lifeguard's Cabin

As she gradually became aware of her surroundings again, Lauren realised several things. Firstly, she had a pounding headache and felt a bit sick. Secondly, she remembered that she'd had sunstroke on the beach and deduced that she must have passed out. Thirdly, she wasn't on the beach any more; she was lying on her back on some sort of bed with a very firm mattress and no pillow or blankets.

Cracking open her eyes, Lauren winced as the light sharpened the pain of her headache almost unbearably. After a few moments though, it subsided and she was able to glance around a little. Judging by the posters on the walls and the equipment scattered around, Lauren deduced she was in the small lifeguard's cabin that served as the beach's base for rescuing, first aid, lost children... basically any sort of emergency situation.

Slowly sitting up, Lauren glanced down at herself and received the shock of her life: she was naked! Completely and utterly naked. Gone was her expensive, padded swimsuit and gone were her magnificent breasts - her falsies. Her pudgy belly was jutting out over her womanhood, her carefully trimmed pubic bush popping into view briefly below it as Lauren took an involuntary gasp. Without the suit to hold everything in, Lauren's butt cheeks and upper thighs spread out around her as she sat there on the bed, dumbfounded. Worst of all, her secret tiny breasts were just hanging there in the room, small pink nipples inexplicably hardening as she looked at them.

"Well," came a voice from the corner of the room, behind Lauren, "You're finally awake!"