Lauren doesn't know what to do

Lauren lies there for what feels like an eternity, panting and trying to process what has happened.

Slowly, as her breath returns, she wills herself to sit up, groaning and causing more than a few rolls to form on her fat (yet cute!) tummy.

Lauren blinks as she looks around and then at herself as the despair and shame rolls in.

She's... she's completely naked! They took everything!

Her hands shoot to cover her shamefully plush and voluptuous body, causing a wet *slap* to echo through the mostly-empty room when her hands touch her damp, clean-shaven pussy and tiny (fun-sized!) tits.

An unintentional shiver of pleasure runs through Lauren as her eager, super-sensitive nipples react pleasurably to the unintended stimulation of her arm brushing against them, causing a sexy, needy, little moan to escape her lips.

Lauren closes her eyes and then feels her face grow hot yet again from the shame of it all.

How could this happen to her? And even more importantly, what was she going to do now? She had nothing to hide her true, fat, soft, impressively pear-shaped form with!

Her eyes darted around the room as she sat there in the buff with her legs spread wide enough to give anyone who came in an unintentional (yet much appreciated) look at her last remaining treasure.

Maybe she could use those papers she had been going over to cover up with, at least a little?

Lauren slowly pushed herself up, making sure to avoid the puddle she'd created, and stood up on her thick, pale, stubby little legs.

She moved towards the table she had been sitting at, hoping those repo women hadn't taken those too.