A comparison dream

"Alright, you girl's see Lauren right!" Mary, the boss yelled, pointing at the nude woman. "Well, it's time to follow her example and put on a show!

To Lauren's utter shock and amazement, all the other waitress began stripping! The restaurant cheered and hollered as all the front staff stripped down!

To Lauren's utter shock, all the other waitresses had good bodies. Like, very nice. Better then she expected. She watched them slip out of apron's shirts, and finally bra's and underwear! Everyone of them had large, heaving breasts. By her own estimation, nothing smaller then a C-cup. Not a ounce of fat to be seen either. Who knew everyone else at her work was built like models?

Lauren looked down. There was her A cup mounds, though truthfully they didn't even require a bra. Below her slight paunch, noticeable off her petite form. Suddenly, surrounded by these amazing bodies, she didn't feel thrilled by her nudity. She knew she was being compared. Did she match the others? A quick glance at Danielle, her fellow waitress, fully naked, built like an amazon told her that she did not. She felt her earlier shame returning. Her cheeks flushed and she wanted to cover her body.