Mom

"Jazmine, why are you still in bed?", said my Mom. As usual they were all already dressed in sunhats and floral dresses while I laid there showing everything.

"It's my fault mom", said Liz, "I got carried away rechecking our plans and forgot to wake Jazz".

"Well okay but remember that we have a schedule to keep" mom frowned, "Everybody needs to get packed and make sure you have everything because I won't be turning back if anything is left behind". With that she flounced off down the stairs without even a comment about my exposure.

"Okay you heard her girls" Aunt Jen clapped, "Chop chop, Jazmine, Hop in the shower and I'll put your stuff in the suitcase while your sister packs the snacks for the drive".

"Right away, come on Jazz", my sister said pulling me out of bed and then pushing me towards the bathroom. Of course I just went along with it, everything happening almost too fast for me to really process. Especially with me being so turned on picturing what Liz would do next.

I stepped into the bathroom and undressed on autopilot, not even aware of the open door, though a couple of days ago it gave me a little thrill. Now I was too busy shivering with excitement. Slipping into the shower I began to quickly wash, frowning a little at the new growth above my lips. With all my recent time touching down there being for showering or masturbation, I had forgotten to shave. Pushing that aside I hurried through the shower , thinking that I could pack a razor to shave when we got wherever we were going.

Sliding the glass door open I started to step out into my bed slippers, turning slightly to reach for a towel, I saw movement in the corner of my eye. By the time I looked up I only saw the tail end of khaki shorts, only letting me know whoever it was, was male. I stayed looking at the doorway wondering if the mystery male was still out there. Was he family? Was it one of my brother's friends? My lower lips began to tingle.

Before I could do anything about that I heard aunt Jen calling, "Jazz are you done in there?".

Quickly calling out yes I wrapped myself in the towel and walked out into the now empty hallway and back into the room to see that a tornado had gone through my clothes. All my drawers were open, the closet door was open and clothes were all over the bed.

" Aunt Jen, what are you doing?", I nervously asked.

"I'm looking for all your cute outfits" she said sounding exasperated, "but the only really girly things you have are a couple of dresses, two skirts and your night clothes". She looked so annoyed I actually tried to defend myself, with the excuse that most of my clothes were for school and they had so many dress code rules that I just wore pants and a shirt most of the time.

"Well we'll just have to make a shopping trip apart of the agenda" She smirked up at me, "My treat of course". Her smile gave me chills. "But for right now lets work with what we have", she turned and gestured to some panties on the bed.

I looked over to realize that all of these panties were tiny. They were either tiny pairs that I'd outgrown or the couple thongs I actually owned. "Why are you showing me these Aunt Jen?" I asked.

"Because these will be your trip panties" her grin was so wide in glee as she said this. "And before you protest, just think of it this way, you can show these to your mom and she'll definitely have to buy you some new stuff then". Well, when she put it that way all I could do was nod and watch as she packed away my swimsuits and everyday clothes into the little suitcase, leaving an outfit on the bed for me to wear.

After choosing a couple of shoes to put in a separate bag, I added my toiletries to the bag and handed it to aunt Jen who walked out with it. Now I was left alone to get dressed in the outfit on the bed. I dropped the towel and reached for ...