Tiny shorts and an undersized tee

"Fine." Lauren's mother said finally, seeming to take pity on her nude, covering and whimpering daughter.

"But, you must do exactly what I say." Michelle went on. "No back talk, no arguing."

"O... okay." Lauren stammered, **** for clothes. There was a growing crowd of families, curious about what was happening. Most laughed dismissively and led their families away.

"That girl is being disciplined for being naughty." Lauren heard someone say to their family. Did people think she was actually young enough to be shopping in a place like this? She was naked, and it made people think she was young enough to shop at Toys R Us for novelty clothes?! The thought made her self esteem crumble a little more.

Michelle went looking around. She picked something out and brought it to Lauren. Yellow shorts with a big cartoon sun on the butt and a pink tee with a big heart on the chest. Lauren balked, both at their immature coloring and the small amount they would cover. Still, she'd just sworn to not complain.

"What do you say Lauren?" Her mother asked, still holding the clothes.

"T... thank you mom!" She said. She was so ****! She could feel her nipples, her small breasts under one arm. Under the other calm, her smooth, clean shaven crotch. She could feel her butt wiggling, totally exposed.

Her mother moved forward. She started with the shorts. She raised each of Lauren's bare feet, slipping the shorts over them. Then, she started rolling them up, over bare calves and around Lauren's thickened thighs. When she got higher, Lauren had to move her hand, releasing her precious crotch. There was a problem though. The shorts were stuck.

"Lauren, did you put on EVEN MORE weight?" Her mother asked, incredulous.

"Mom, keep your voice down!" Lauren whispered. Her mother ignored her.

"You're butt is so huge!" She exclaimed, drawing more laughter form the onlookers. Finally, after much embarrassing shaking, she slipped the short up. They hugged so tight Lauren felt like she was pressed in a second skin.

Next the shirt. Her mother pulled the arms up. Another long, embarrassing moment of her little breasts, and rather shocking nipples, sticking straight out for an eager crowd. Then, Michelle rolled it over her torso. Well, the little bit it covered.

Laruen looked down. As she feared, these clothes covered next to NOTHING! the shirt covered her breasts, though it stopped a half inch below them, made for someone far smaller. It hugged her breasts tightly, squeezing them flatter, though her nipples still found a way to jut forward excitedly. Her rather swollen belly below, moving slighly with each breast. Then, the skin tight shorts, pushing that stomach up. They were so tight, her camel toe clearly showed between her thighs. She cringed. At least it was better then nudity... wasn't it?