Does the Dishes nude

"First, I want you to do all the dishes." Her mother said. Lauren sat, staring pathetically at her mother, begging for sympathy.

"NOW!" Her mother said harshly. Lauren, fearing more punishment, scrambled to her feet. She hunched over, cupping her body and hiding what little she could. Her mom pointed towards the kitchen. Lauren shuffled sideways past them, trying to avoid showing her whole beaten red butt. Not that it mattered, everyone had already seen it! She whimpered, scampering towards the sink.

Now, it was the moment of truth. There was simply no way to wash dishes without using both hands. One to hold, one to scrub. She would have to expose herself fully to her family. Biting her quivering limp, she slowly drew her clenched fingers from her chest and crotch. She stood in her childhood kitchen, fully nude and exposed!

"Oh my god!" Lauren whipped her head to see her mother and sister were watching. They had followed her, of course. "You're even flatter then the photos!"

Lauren looked down. They were blatantly staring at her little breasts, which were standing at perky attention, what little there was to see. Flushing all the more, she crossed her arms over her chest again.

"Oh no," Her mother said. "I said work, not stand there covering up. Besides, we can all see you have nothing to hide! I don't know why you were so excited to show off, there's practically nothing there!

Whimpering, Lauren lowered her hands and picked up a plate and the sponge...