Showertime!

“Stupid little shit, I'm gonna make him pay for that. No TV, vegetables for dinner, and bed by 7: 30!” Renee shouted with frustration as she closed the door and pressed the lock button which didn't fully push in; but the young lass was too preoccupied with getting clean to notice.

Throwing off her soaked shirt, black bra, jeans, and boy shorts in a haste. She stepped into the shower turning on the faucet immediately to begin rising the sticky sugar water off her being. She felt relief from the rush of cool water encasing her skin as she let out a joyful sigh. The redhead slowly began to sing as she often did when relaxed. As she lathered up her head, shoulders, all over her jiggly breasts, toned stomach, and thick thighs. Renee started to close her eyes letting out one of her favorite songs escape her throat.

“I gotta pocketful, pocketful of sunshine! I got a love, and I know that's it all mine! Ooohh. OOOOHOOO!’

Upon hearing her sing loudly, Tommy then entered the bathroom. Having placed tape to prevent it from properly closing. He quickly grabbed all of Renee's clothes quietly as well as the towels, rugs, and anything that could be used as decent cover. Deciding to leave her a mini hand towel, that could maybe cover a nipple which she wouldn't use. After finally finishing up cleaning her plump rump, Renee turned the faucet off and flung back the curtain.

“I got a love that I know that is not mine, OH, O….ohmygodno…”

The singing immediately ceased as her heart skipped several beats in her well endowed chest. The door was open and her clothes were gone. In fact there was nothing around to cover up with. Except the smallest hand towel she ever saw. Placing it on her lower lips, it covered her treasure. But not the heart bush above it. Throwing the useless fabric in the sink, she took a deep inhale, and broke the eerie silence.

“Tommy, where are my clothes?” She somewhat demanded. Renee wasn't going to let this kid get to her. She placed an arm against her jiggling tits, and slipped her free hand to her bearded clam. Reminding her how much she wasn't in control and once again exposed in her birthday suit, but this time soaking wet.

“You want them? Come and get them.” He called out clearly from downstairs. She could feel the air on her generously grown chest, lower lips, and buttocks as they quivered out of the shower into the hall.

Renee looked out from the bathroom seeing Tommy at the bottom of the stairs grinning from ear to ear. Still covering her intimates she carefully made her way down the stairs. The nude girl's clothes were still nowhere to be seen.

“Why are your boobies as big as your booty?”

“Tommy…this isn't funny, where's my clothes?!”

“Out in the front yard.” He sneered as he pointed towards the front door. Sure enough her jeans, shirt, panties, and bra were laid out with a sign saying FREE STUFF. A hooded figure quickly ran up and started to gather the items.