Mrs. Helmsworth doesn't recognize Lauren

Lauren gulped. Her knees buckled. Her eyes widened.

Miss Lipps snickered.

And Patty and Kirk smiled widely.

Mrs. Helmsworth glowered down at the naked little girl and crossed her arms. She looked pissed!

"Let me repeat myself," the old woman said again. "What the HELL is going on?!"

Oh, no.

This was the moment when Lauren knew she was finished. This was it, and there was absolutely no way to escape: She had been stripped buck-ass naked - IN PUBLIC, WHERE SHE WORKS!! - and now the rich old lady who owns the hotel had caught her in the act.

The jig was up.

Lauren covered her chest in her arms, wedged her hand between her thighs, crossed her legs and crouched as low as she could. Tears were streaking down her face when she tried to speak:

"I... I, uh, lost my... my clothes... and - and - had an accident! Wah! Wah!"

"Yes, I can see that," the old woman snapped. "And let me guess, everyone got a good, long look at your little naked body and laughed at you?"

Lauren lowered her head, reeling in abject shame. The old woman's words reverberated in her mind:

Naked! Laughing at her!

Hearing those words somehow made the realization of what had just happened that much more... real:

Naked! Laughing at her!

Her pink, denuded body trembled in humiliation.

Behind her, Miss Lipps, Patty and Kirk were laughing! Still laughing! Still laughing at HER! (And enjoying an unobstructed view of her bare little ass!)

"Is that what happened?" Mrs. Helmsworth demanded. "Is it?! Tell me!!"

Lauren burst into loud, pathetic sobs.

"YEEESSSS, MA'AM!! WAH! THEY - THEY ALL SAW ME, WAH, N - NAKED! AND THEY... THEY LAUGHED AT MY POOR WIDDLE BODY!! I... I DON'T HAVE NO CLOTHES NO MORE!!"

But this only made them laugh even harder.

"There, there," Mrs. Helmsworth consoled, patting Lauren on the head. The old woman pulled a hanky out of her purse and held it to Lauren's nose.

"Blow your nose sweetie. You'll feel better."

Red-eyed, Lauren nodded, took a deep breath, and tried to blow her nose as hard as she could...

...but instead, she farted.

It was just a small, brief toot. Almost lady-like. But everyone heard it.

And Miss Lipps, Patty and Kirk were now all laughing even louder than ever!

Lauren was mortified. How... how did this happen?! Just an hour ago, she was impeccably dressed - like a supermodel - in her fancy clothes and European high heels! Her tummy was cinched tight in her secret girdle, giving her the best body in the hotel! Her bra was stuffed to the gills and fabulously bulged from her chest - sporting round, sexy, impressive c-cups! Her foam-enhanced panties gave her a perfect, round, juicy ass! And her hair and makeup was flawless! Best of all, Lucy Lipps, Kirk and Patty were all cowering in fear of her! She had 'em by the balls!

Now... she was naked, bare-faced, flat-chested and stripped of ALL her feminine trappings... and she just TOOTED in front of everyone!

It... it was too much. Lauren exploded in hysterics:

"WAAAHHH!!! IT - IT'S NOT MY FAULT, MA'AM!! WAAH!! THEY... THEY TRICKED ME!! AND... AND MADE ME EAT ICE CREAM - EVEN AFTER I SAID I WAS LACTOSE INTOLERANT!! WAAAH!! AND - AND NOW I'M GASSY AND MY - MY TUMMY HUUUUURTS!!"

Lauren was still clutching her body in a vain, unsuccessful attempt to cover her privates... but even with her arms clamped over her tits and her hand glued to her snatch, at least 97 percent of her naked body was on full display.

Then:

Tooooooooot!

She farted again - and just like before, Miss Lipps, Patty and Kirk all pointed, stared and ROARED with laughter.

"Waaaaaaaaahhhh!"

"Will someone tell me WHY she's naked?" Mrs. Helmsworth ordered. "I'm not going to ask again."

"Well... hee, hee!" giggled Miss Lipps. "Our... hee, hee! Gassy little friend made wee-wee in her iddle-widdle unicorn swimsuit! On the pool deck! Ha! She peed all over herself! So we... hee, hee! Had to hose her off!"

The old lady looked down at Lauren: "Oh? Is this true?"

The naked girl's lower lip trembled.

"I... I didn't mean to! Sniff... Those - those mean models tickled me! And - and they made me take off all my clothes... and they LAUGHED at me when they saw me n - naked!! They... they LAUGHED at my widdle boobies and widdle puss-puss 'cause it don't got no hair!"

Mrs. Helmsworth nodded sympathetically.

"There, there, sweetie. Where is your mommy and daddy?"

"Huh?"

"Your mommy and daddy. Where are they?"

It took Lauren a few seconds to process the ramifications of the old woman's question:

"She... she doesn't recognize me!" she suddenly realized. "Without my clothes, she doesn't recognize me!"

But then a wave of nausea and humiliation rocked her body: "Without my clothes... my own boss thinks I'm an undeveloped little kid!! That's so much worse!! Do I really look this... immature?"

"My... my mommy and daddy aren't here right now," she sniffled.

Mrs. Helmsworth patted Lauren on the head again, and then turned to Miss Lipps and the two models:

"How DARE you make fun of this naked, innocent little girl!"

"But she's not a little girl," Miss Lipps protested, "don't you see that she's Laur-"

"Don't interrupt me, Miss Lipps - or I'll fire you on the spot!"

Lucy Lipps shut her mouth, and Lauren fidgeted quietly, unsure what to do next. Patty and Kirk stood still as well.

"I'll have you know that I was a late-bloomer myself!" Mrs. Helmsworth revealed. "And you, Miss Lipps - with your well-developed body and nice figure - clearly don't understand how difficult it is to be stuck with an embarrassing little-girl body, when you desperately want to look like a real woman!"

All eyes turned to Lauren.

"Look at her!" the old woman continued to yell. "Don't you think she WISHES and PRAYS for her little boobies to grow - so boys will find her attractive? Do you think she wants to look like... like this?! Look at her!! I mean, how could anyone possibly want to look like THIS?!"

Lauren's entire body was now bright red. She was trembling and shaking - overcome with humiliation.

"You two models," Mrs. Helmsworth yelled, "with your perfect bikini bodies and sexy, adult physiques - don't you understand how embarrassing it is for a little girl to be seen by everyone when she's naked? Especially next to you two! You KNOW how inadequate she looks by comparison! Yet here you are, parading around - flaunting your attractive, grown-up bodies - next to a bare little girl who still has baby-fat, an impish tush and no boobs at all! For shame!"

Oh, God.

It was the most humiliating moment of Lauren's life - and the fact that Mrs. Helmsworth was attempting to stand-up for her made it sooooo much worse.

"Little girl," the old lady said, looking at Lauren, "tell them how it makes you feel! And put down your arms, so they'll see what you mean!"

Shame-faced, verbally degraded and woefully painstricken, Lauren slid down her arms. Her round tummy shook and her wobbly little nips hardened instantaneously - and her bald pussy hovered helplessly between her thighs.

"It... it... it... it makes me... feel... bad!" she whimpered, unable to look them in the face. "Sniff!! I... I wish I looked like... like a grown-up - like you! Sniff...!! I WISH I LOOKED LIKE YOU, PATTY!!"

But Mrs. Helmsworth noticed something when Lauren lowered her arms:

"Oh, dear! I think you have a rash... between your legs."

Lauren looked down: Oh no!! Not this!!

Where that awful, way-too-tight bathing suit had been grinding between her legs, an itchy red rash was now covering her sensitive, virgin flesh!

Patty, Kirk and Miss Lipps grinned.

"Aw, poor thing!" Miss Lipps said in a plainly false voice. "It looks like... a diaper rash!"

Lauren gasped and covered her pussy with her hands.

"Noooooooo! Don't look! Don't loooooook!!!"

"Now, now, dear," the old lady replied, patting her on the head once more, "don't worry, nobody will laugh at you anymore, but if your parents aren't here and you're suffering from a rash, we need to apply first aid."

"But... but..."

"Remove your hands, dear, and squat your legs so we can get a better look."

Sobbing, Lauren did as she was told: She lowered her hands from her vay-jay and quickly put them over her tiny nips. She inhaled and exhaled... and then squatted down and pushed out her pussy.

Her vaginal lips opened - and a bumpy red rash was indeed covering her bikini area.

It was plain as day.

"Wow, check it out!" Kirk exclaimed, enjoying the display. "It totally looks like a diaper rash! Ha! I never would've imagined it! The bossy big-shot has a diaper rash!"

"Ooh, I think she has a rash around her backside, too!" exclaimed Patty. "See?"

Lauren was still squatting - but now she was also bawling hysterically... which made her look even MORE immature. Her toes were curling and her face registered an expression of unholy agony!

"Turn around, little girl," Mrs. Helmsworth directed. "Let me see your bum-bum."

"NOOOO!!! PLEASE!!"

"Sweetie, I need to make sure you're okay. Turn around."

Sniff... sniff...

Waddling around while maintaining that horrible, squatting pose, Lauren did as she was told - and pointed her cute tush at her boss. But she kept her hands glued to her tits.

"Hmm, there does seem to be a rash... bend over, dear, and spread your butt cheeks with your hands."

"Pleeeeeeeease!" the naked girl sobbed. "I... I don't wanna let everyone see my bare widdle boobies again - or let anyone see my bum-hole! PLEEEEEEEASE!!!! It's - it's PRIVATE! It's... it's all I have left!"

"I'm sorry, dear," Mrs. Helmsworth replied, "but your health and safety is priority number one. Now do as you're told! Pull open your cheeks!"

"WAAAAAAHHHHH!!"

But what choice did she have? She was so ****... so completely at their mercy...

The weight of Patty, Kirk and her boss's eyes on her body was like a sledgehammer slamming on her heart. After this... they will have literally seen EVERY last inch of her naked body!

Everything!

Her boss! Her ex-boyfriend! Her rival! Her subordinate!

Every! Last! Inch!

Wailing in despair, Lauren removed her hands from her tits. Off in the distance, she could see her coworkers, hotel guests and random visitors gawking at her nude little nips... which were as hard as diamonds. A bird crowed in the horizon.

She bent over. All the way over.

And she put one hand on each cheek - and pulled them as wide open as she could.

The coolness of the outside air immediately SMACKED her unpuckered anal starfish... and that wasn't the only thing unpuckered: She could feel her vaginal lips pulled wide, too.

"Yup, that's a rash!" giggled Patty. "A bad one! It goes clear up her butt!"

"Yeah, it kinda looks like she wiped too hard," Kirk observed. "With discount toilet paper, or something. Yikes!!"

"NO I DID NOT!!" she cried. "I WIPED JUST FINE!!!"

"Relax, little girl," snickered Miss Lipps. "But it does look pretty bad on your... hee, hee... rectum."

"Yes," Mrs. Helmsworth agreed, "she needs lotion right away. Otherwise, the poor girl will have to wear pampers 'til it heals. That's a very, very bad rash."

"Can... can I close my butt cheeks, please?" Lauren sobbed. She sounded so pitiful - so pathetic! "I... I don't wanna let anyone see me like this no more! Wah! Waaaaah!"

Even as she sobbed, her pale, white ass bobbed up and down - and her anus slightly opened and shut, like it was winking at the audience! Her stubby thighs convulsed and her nipples wobbled in the breeze.

They... they had bent her over - naked - and **** her to stand in the most humiliating pose imaginable!

"WAAAAAAHHHHH!! PLEEEEEEEASE!!"

"Yes, dear," Mrs. Helmsworth answered. "Go run and see Steve and Martha in the hotel playroom. Tell them you have a bad rash, your mommy and daddy are gone, and you need help ASAP. Tell them it's an order from me!"

Lauren didn't have to be told twice. She took off, sprinting to the playroom, which was on the basement level of the hotel, and often rented out for birthday parties. Anything to escape the prying eyes of everyone outside!

But when she made it inside the building, she paused:

Steve was the 18-year-old Romeo-wannabe - the creepy kid who hit on Lauren (and every other female) nonstop! She put him in charge of the playroom just to punish him - and keep that loser out of her hair!

And Martha was his 19-year-old girlfriend... who was gunning for Lauren's job.