Beg for clothes

Lauren wandered through the party in a cloud of dazed humiliation. Everywhere she went she was followed by the sounds of amused laughter, jeering comments and mocking whispers. She heard 'tiny tits' a half dozen times, as well as 'bug bites' and 'pear shaped'. Each time she cringed, and wished she had a third hand to cover her butt. Alas, all she could hide was her clean shaven crotch and small breasts, and doing a pretty terrible job of it at that!

Finally, Lauren saw the mother who had given her the bathing suit she'd lost. She wobbled over to them.

"Excuse me... can you give me clothes?" She mumbled, head held low. The woman looked at her with disgust.

"I already gave you my daughter's bathing suit." She scoffed. "You lost it in five minutes! It's obvious you want to be nude!"

"I do not!" Lauren objected.

"Right. Then how did you loose your clothing three times today?"

"I... don't know..." Lauren stammered. The woman just waved Lauren away.

"I'm not giving you more clothes for you to loose, you little nudist."

Lauren, successfully chided, wandered away hopelessly.