Calling a Cab

Fully rested and refreshed, Lauren exited Becca's house to the garage, expecting to be greeted by praises from her friends. No such luck. The garage was empty. No band instruments, the speakers were gone, even her friends up and left, without giving her a damn heads up!

Lauren was steaming. Her one chance at fame was taken from her. My..my friends used me.' She thought. She had to sabotage them before they completely ruin her dream. Not Randy's, not Lily's, not Caitlyn's or Becca's. HERS!

Lauren called a cab, paid him cheaply to the nearest arena uptown. The cab driver gave quite a few looks at Lauren as she was busy getting Randy on the phone. She knew she was pretty, but Lauren never thought of herself eye candy, until she looked down. Her flat breasts were on display, peeking behind the drooping cups of her oversized bra cradled by her tank top.

Lauren quickly slamed both arms closed over her chest and turned to the side. Embarrassed, she immediately remembered why she didn't have her..best assets.

To sleep comfortably, Lauren took out her ballooned bosoms, and closed them up in her dresser before she took her beauty nap.