Mocked by sister and rival!

Lauren was mortified. David, her crush for years, was seeing her in her panties! He was seeing her without her padded bra! He was seeing her stomach, still swollen with last night's cake. He was seeing the truth, which was totally unflattering. She had always been so careful to only be seen in the best light, by everyone but most of all potential boyfriends like David. Now here she stood, in panties, a tank top and nothing else! No makeup, no push up bra, no spanx. Sweaty and out of breath, totally flustered. This was her worst nightmare!

Even worse was Britney being there, with her superior smirk, now confident that she was superior to Lauren in every way. Lauren was frustrated, embarrassed and jealous all at once. Her face was hot and she knew her blush was visible.

"B.. but why isn't Lauren wearing pants?" David asked Vanessa. Lauren resented his questions being about her but not directed at her.

"Oh, that was my idea." Vanessa said. "Lauren is so pale, I thought a little tan on her legs might help."

"I don't know, Britney looked down at Lauren's exposed legs. "With those thunder thighs and stubby legs, even a tan won't do too much to help that look!"

Vanessa and Britney shared a laugh as Lauren, totally ashamed, looked down at her legs. Okay, her legs were pretty rounded. Curvy maybe. But not thunder thighs! Though the thickness of her lower half combined with her short height did make the stumpy comment ring true. But Lauren couldn't believe she was being evaluated by her rival in front of her crush!

"Anyways, are you guys free this evening?" Vanessa asked. "I just moved in with Lauren, and we'd love to have you guys over! How about a pizza and movie night this evening?"

"That sounds lovely." Britney agreed, eager to enjoy Lauren's defeat all the more.

"Uh, sure!" David said. He was confused by the whole situation, but spending the night with three lovely ladies seemed fine with him!

Lauren wanted to object, but couldn't muster the nerve to speak. She had been too humiliated, and lost her voice. Normally Lauren had no problem making demands, but her exposure had declawed her once viscous personality. She was ice queen no longer. Instead she fidgeted and avoided eye contact like a demure lass, blushing and squirming before others...