A Little Show

Vanessa smirked as she kept her eyes on Lauren. She had the perfect idea to humiliate her sister…

Meanwhile, Lauren was up on stage trying to figure out why she had said all those things. That was when she found herself walking away from the podium, swaying her hips until she stopped in the middle of the stage. Lauren smirked as she began to sing out the tune to “The Stripper”, slowly swaying back and forth as some members of the audience laughed at her absurdity. Inside, Lauren was flabbergasted. What was going on? Why was she doing this?!

Back in the audience, Vanessa mouthed out the tune as she thought of Lauren’s movements and actions in her head, thankful that she didn’t have to preform the actions herself to make Lauren do what she had in store.

Lauren swayed her hips as turned her back to the audience, kicking off her shoes in the process. She heard some muttering from the audience as they took notice of Lauren shrinking a few inches in height, causing the woman herself to start panicking inwardly. She wasn’t doing what she thought that she was doing, was she?! Lauren’s question was immediately answered when she felt herself reaching for the zipper of her gown, unzipping the garment as she let it pool to her feet.

She was indeed!

Despite the smiling face she was giving the laughing students, and stunned audience, Lauren was screaming on the inside as she tried to piece together what she was doing! Suddenly, Lauren found herself reaching for the zipper of the little black dress she wore under the gown. She tried desperately to fight back, but soon discovered that it was a losing battle as she unzipped the dress and allowed it to fall to her feet.

She was on stage at her graduation. Dancing and stripping like an idiot. In front of all of her peers and teachers. In her girdle and underwear!

“What is going on?!” Lauren demanded in her head as she stood on stage, waving to the audience as she swayed her hips again.

“Wait, is she wearing a girdle?! Why is she wearing that?!” Lauren heard a voice shout, causing the audience to laugh and mutter at the mortified woman.

“Never mind that! Why is Lauren wearing spanx?!”

“What are spanx?”

“Shaping underwear, you idiot!”

Even Vanessa was surprised at this. She wasn’t expecting her sister to be wearing either of those. Not that she minded, of course. This just made Lauren’s humiliation even juicier. Just then, a thought popped into her head. If Lauren was wearing something to hide a tummy, and shaping underwear, did that mean…?

Vanessa smiled evilly as she continued her control.

Lauren soon found herself lifting her mortarboard off her head, swinging it around before placing it in front of her bra. Inside, Lauren screamed as she heard her peers go wild at what she was about to do. Lauren prayed to what power was listening to make this stop as she felt herself reach back and undo her padded bra.

By this point, Ms. Daniels had snapped out of her stupor, glaring angrily as she stood up and marched towards the stage. She momentarily broke Vanessa’s eye contact with Lauren, allowing the mortified woman to catch her bra before it fell and pinning it to the chest with her mortarboard.

“Lauren Daniels?!” Ms. Daniels screamed as she marched onto the stage, “What the hell do you think you’re doing?! You are humiliating our family with these actions!”

“Not only that,” the Dean added as she stood next to Ms. Daniels, “but your actions are making this very school look bad! Just what do you have to say for yourself?!”

“I’m sorry! I don’t know what’s going on, I swear! It’s like someone placed a control in my brain and is making me act like this! You have to believe me, I would NEVER do this on purpose!”

That’s what Lauren desperately wanted to say. However, Vanessa had eventually regained eye contact and, smiling evilly, mouthed out the next sentence that Lauren found herself saying.

“So what if I’m making an idiot out of myself, and making our family and this stupid school look bad?!” Lauren found herself asking with a laugh, much to her own shock. Giving a smug smile, she added, “What are you old, wrinkly bats going to do about it?”