Mocked in the sauna

No one said anything to Lauren, though she could feel their superior smiles. God, how did this keep happening?

"Where were you Lauren? It sounded like there was some commotion." Debbie asked.

"Oh, when we get out I'll get my phone back," Vanessa said. "Then we'll find out where she was."

Lauren cringed, knowing her humiliating experience with the janitor was recorded and was going to make it's way back to Vanessa. She shuddered, thinking how humiliating that footage was. So was this situation though. Despite how skimpy the other girl's bikini's were, they exuded confidence and stood proud. After all, why not? They all had amazing figures! Poor Lauren was left nude pale and quivering, the smallest by far, with her unfortunate small breasts hidden by her thin arm as she hunched over, feeling bloated, tiny and outmatched hopelessly.

"So Lauren, you ever... exercise?" Debbie asked. They all snickered. Lauren looked like she was about to explode. WHere did this bitch get off saying something like that?

"I... of course I do!" Lauren lied.

"Hmm, it's hard to tell." May smiled wickedly. Lauren blushed, looking down in shame.

"You should come with us to the gym sometime." Debbie said. "Help burn off those love-handles!"

"I don't have love-handles!" Lauren yelped.

"Hate to break it to you doll, but you definitely do."

To make her point, Debbie snaked a hand out and pinched Lauren's hip, shaking the bulge there that jiggled for the audience.

"It's so surprising!" May laughed. "You look so different under your clothes!"

"Oh, that's because Lauren stuffed her bra and wore a girdle." Vanessa explained.

"Don't tell them that!" Lauren squealed as the girls went wild with snickers...