Old clothes

Lauren went through the dresser and closet, but it was slim picking. Just some old clothes mostly from childhood, few of which would fit. And the underwear section was abysmal! She'd taken all her padded bras and Spanx of course, not wanting them to be discovered if she left them behind. That meant all there was left were undersized bras from her youth, training bras and the like. The panties were half covered in cartoon pictures, how had she ever been so immature?!

Finally Lauren settled on a pair of old, worn cotton panties and a black bra. It wasn't a training bra, but it was A cup (this was back when she just wore a slightly larger bra over her AA's, before she'd wised up and bought falsies). She slipped it on, then fit two old socks into the cups, shaping and packing them as best she could. It wasn't perfect, and not nearly as big as she normally looked, but it was better than nothing.

Then she found a pair of pink pajama pants. Not flattering, and she never wore pink anymore, but the elastic band meant they'd still fit. On top she found a blue tee shirt that was a bit small, showing some of her stomach under her navel, but it at least didn't have a cartoon animal on it.

Moments after she was dressed, Lauren heard her mother call out.

"Dinner's ready! Lauren come eat!"