to climb the ladder bare

Lauren stood, utterly exposed. She could feel her nudity. The air on her bare skin. Her breasts under her her arm. Her nipples rubbing against that arm, as though they were trying to get free. Her other palm was on her crotch, clutching that smooth, soft, incredibly sensitive skin. She could feel the air on every inch of exposed skin, most of all the breeze across her wide bottom. She could feel her exposure, and it did not feel good at all!

She stared bug eyed at the laughing servants and Megan. Then she looked up. There was her dress, just a few feet overhead! But getting it required climbing up the ladder, and revealing even more! She tried another method.

"You!" She said to the young man dishwasher, who was doubled over with laughter. "Get my dress! Now!"

She tried to put as much authority as she could into her voice, but couldn't keep the nervous quaver out of it. The result was laughable, and laugh they did. She kept trying.

"Fine. If you won't help leave!" She said, a desperation evident in her words. No one moved.

"... P.... please?" She stammered pathetically. They were unmoved. She knew she'd have to climb the ladder in front of everyone! So, in a **** attempt to get it over with, Lauren scrambled up the ladder as fast as she could. She knew this presented them with the best view possible of just how large and jiggly her butt was. She kept her fingers clamped over her chest, but had to use the other hand to steady herself. This revealed her clean shaven crotch, but what could she do? She wasn't going to show her tits again, her biggest (or rather, smallest) source of shame. So, she had to reveal her clean shaven crotch. She wanted to wedge her thighs together, but climbing prevented it.

She made her way to the top. With her one free hand she reached up, up... trying to reach her dress. This was the moment Megan took out her camera and eagerly snapped a few photos. The others wanted to do the same, to preserve the memory, but were not supposed to carry their phones at work. They still eagerly enjoyed with their eyes.

Finally Lauren was able to grasp her dress. She scrambled down the ladder desperately, then slammed the dress to her front. She backed away, a wild look in her eyes, cheeks red, as her former servants laughed on...