Take 'em all

Lauren was not going to prance around in an unenhanced bikini in front of her stepfather and his goonies. Nope. She had decided to play it safe. She took everything into the lower bathroom and carefully locked the door. No construction worker was going to 'accidentally' walk in on her. As she undressed, she contemplated on her decision.

She put on the childish bikini first. It would serve as underwear. God, it looked horrible on her. She blamed the design, but her own lack of a figure contributed to that image heavily. Next, she pulled the nightie over her head. It would serve the purpose of a slip. A bit more decent, she thought after a glance in the mirror. She put on the sundress next. She didn't really have any reason to, but she thought the more the better. Even if the dress looked extremely unflattering on her, at least her bikini was no longer visible. And finally, she put on her old gym outfit. The shorts were okay, but the shirt was too short. The dress was showing under it. She could not wear both the dress and the shirt. Unless... Then she got a great idea. She tied the front of the shirt up, like she had seen young sluts do. Then she rolled up the dress and nightie over her chest. Now, she had boobs. Well, more or less. She still decided to add a small handtowel in to make it a bit more believable (bigger). The tied up shirt held her new rack in place. She was showing a lot of midriff, but the shirt was too short to begin with. Her tummy would have been showing either way. It wasn't like she wanted to wear these clothes. As for the shorts, they left little to the imagination. They hugged her flat backside tightly. She added another handtowel to boost her tushy a bit, then she looked at herself in the mirror.

Decent, she assessed. 'Decent', as in she finally had some clothes on. On the other hand, it was far from being decent. She looked like a short Daisy Duke in gym clothes. Well, it was the best she could do. Her mother was bound to accept it. Now, all she had to do was sort junk and make it look like she cared about any of it one bit. She exhaled like she had the weight of the world on her shoulder, then put on her best fake smile and left for the garage.