Care free

As Jenna locked the door to her apartment, Lauren stood covering her bare body with her hands and peered nervously down the hallway. What on earth had happened to her world? One minute she was an adult relaxing in her bathtub, and barely an hour later she found herself pretending to be a little girl as her crazy landlady **** her to run errands naked! It was crazy. A well of horror was slowly beginning to swell within her as she realised that her worst secrets - her flat chest, her flabby belly, her big behind - were about to be exposed to the world in the most visual way possible.

"Come now dearie, let's not dawdle." Jenna said as she slipped her keys into the handbag containing Lauren's shirt. "I'm sure you want to get this over with as soon as possible."

With her bare feet padding on the carpet, Lauren reluctantly crept after her landlady as she headed towards the floor's elevator. The lobby sat between two corridors of apartments, with an elevator on one side and a stairwell heading to the floors both above and below on the other. Jenna reached over to press the button, but before she could touch it the elevator gave a 'bing'. Wide eyed, Lauren could only watch as, almost in slow motion, the elevator doors opened to reveal the people inside; one of her neighbours, who was a woman in her forties, and her son, a teenage boy! Lauren pushed her hands even tighter into her naked breasts and crotch, as if the extra power would somehow hide more of her body.

"Oh! My!" the woman exclaimed. The boy stared at Lauren, his mouth agape. Unable to look away, Lauren stared into his eyes. There was curiosity there, and a little shock. After a moment or two something else appeared, something that Lauren had seen before in the eyes of men, but only when she was wearing her padded clothing: lust. The boy stared at her openly, desire naked in his eyes.

"Sorry to give you a fright, Marg!" Jenna said with a chuckle. "This is Liz, Lauren's cousin."

"She looks just like her." Marg exclaimed. "But why is she... umm?"

"Little mishap with her clothing." Jenna replied. "We're going to the shops to buy her some more."

"Oh. Well, I suppose it's okay at that age, isn't it?" Marg said with a nervous smile. Lauren felt as though the ground was going to eat her up. At that age? SHE WAS 19!! "Come on Anthony, stop staring and get moving!"

The boy reluctantly left the elevator, with his mother pushing him into the foyer. Jenna stepped into the lift, followed by a blushing Lauren. As she did so, she realised that she was revealing her bare behind to the departing duo.

"Woah." Anthony gasped.

"You stop that, young man!" his mother admonished him. She faced Lauren. "I'm sorry Liz, but boys will be boys, eh?"

"It, uh, it's okay..." Lauren mumbled.

"Can you move your hands?" Anthony blurted out.

This time his mother clipped him around the ear. "That's it; no cartoons for you young man!"

The doors to the elevator finally closed, leaving Lauren alone with Jenna in the small space. Lauren found that her heart was pounding. That was... terrifying, yet incredible at the same time. She'd had men leer at her before, but only when she was wearing her heels, makeup and her bra. They only wanted the woman they thought she really was. But that boy... he'd actually... liked her. Her true self.

"You okay?" Jenna asked as the elevator descended. "You're kind of spacing out right now."

"Just a little..." Aroused. Excited. Terrified. "...dazed, I guess."

Not entirely sure why she was doing it, Lauren released the **** grip on her most intimate parts and let her hands fall to her sides. If people thought that she was just a kid, and... it was acceptable, right? Nobody could object to what a kid was - or wasn't - wearing. And Marg was her neighbour, and she hadn't even recognised her. Maybe... maybe she could walk around without covering herself, and maybe other men would be interested in her?

The elevator gave a 'bing', and the doors glided open.