No dream at all, but still a nightmare!

The security guard threw open the doors, dragging the naked and handcuffed Lauren along. Lauren's bare heels slid on the linoleum as she struggled to keep up, sliding barefoot after the marching guard.

Inside there were even more people. They ran up, amazed at what they were seeing.

"Ooh, caught a streaker!"

"Does she go here?"

"She looks too young."

"Wait... is that Lauren?"

Lauren cringed. She hung her head, hoping her hair would hide her identity.

"It is Lauren!"

So much for that idea, the horrified Lauren thought.

"Look at her body!"

"This is hilarious!"

"I thought Lauren had tits!"

"They must have been faked!"

Everyone laughed at Lauren. Even more pictures were taken. Lauren, cringing, little breasts flopping free, was dragged through the crowd. Finally they entered the security guard's office.