back to dinner!

Lauren slowly dragged herself from the bathroom. She was tempted to try to leave, but her car was in the shop and she'd gotten a ride here. She'd have to leave with someone. So, she had **** but to return to dinner.

Lauren exited the house, entering the large grassy area where the wedding was. As she emerged, one by one everyone turned to look at her. All conversation stopped as everyone looked. Her transformation was shocking. From prim and perfect in a blue gown she was now frazzled, wearing no make up in a childish outfit totally clashing withe her high heels. She was showing a fair amount of white skin, her legs, midriff and arms totally revealed.

Lauren crossed her arms over her stomach, sucking in as much as she could. At least with her padded undergarments she was showing off an impressive rack and backside. Still, she never wore short shorts, and legs were pasty white. She never showed her stomach, and felt naked with it revealed. She blushed, hiding her face with her hair, and returned to her seat at the extra table. She tried to ignore the snickers, the mocking commentary. Still, she heard it all, and blushed despite herself.