Lauren stripped to streak

Charlotte, butt naked, perfect and unafraid, prances up to Lauren. Her large breasts move so wildly Lauren is momentarily distracted as Charlotte grabs the hem of her shirt and tugs. There's a brief struggle as Lauren's arms are raised over her head before the shirt comes free, leaving Lauren topless!

Lauren gapes down at her exposed, minuscule mounds as the laughter increases. Before Lauren can even cover Charlotte grasps her shorts, locking eyes with her. Lauren, terrified, knowing what's coming, slaps both her hands over her crotch, her most holy of holies, as her shorts fall to her ankles, leaving her totally naked!

"That's right, cover you're little wee wee 'Little Larry'!" Charlotte taunts, keeping up this game of Lauren being her little brother.

Now both women are naked, and the differences between them are plain to see. Charlotte is tall and stands proud and uncovered. Lauren, tiny, hunches over clutching her crotch. Charlotte's tan body is lean and athletic, Lauren's is chubby and thick. Charlotte's massive mammaries thrust out excitedly, Lauren's tiny tits jiggle, barely thrusting off her bony ribcage. They both know, everyone knows, who the superior woman here is...