Barely covered

Lauren stood cupping her nipples, naked from the waist up. Her small belly stuck out, warbling slightly as it swelled over her pants hem line. Lauren was suddenly very regretful of that ten pounds she'd put on this winter. Above her narrow bony rib-cage, palms containing her clearly tiny breasts.

"Danielle, I can't work topples!" Lauren squealed.

"Fine, I'm sure I can find you something to wear." Danielle led Lauren back to the bar and began looking around behind it.

"Ah! These will be perfect!" Danielle exclaimed wickedly as she pulled out two doilies. Eagerly she batted Lauren's hands aside, then stuck the doilies over her breasts. The paper doilies stuck to Lauren's damp skin, sticking over her minuscule mounds. Lauren looked down. She looked absurd! Topless, with her tiny breasts barely covered by lace doilies! It almost accented how little her breasts were, and do nothing to cover her belly.

"Perfect!" Danielle smiled. "Now, get this food out Asap, we've got hungry customers!"