Dressed by her sister

"Just give me the clothes, I don't need your help!" Lauren commanded. Unfortunately, Vanessa ignored Lauren's orders and approached. She drew out of the bag what looked to be some shorts. She then crouched down, lifting Lauren's bare feet one at a time and slipping the shorts around her ankles. While Lauren struggled to keep her balance Vanessa yanked the shorts up around Lauren's waist, no underwear included.

Lauren looked down. Her hips were encased in poofy, blue shorts with kittens all over them. They were silly and obviously immature. In normal circumstances she'd never be caught dead in something like this. They also in no way concealed how huge her ass now was.

Then Vanessa drew out a top from the bag.

"Wait!" Lauren said. "Give me my bra from my old clothes!"

"Lauren, you don't need a bra." Vanessa pointed out. "That's the fun of having such small breasts!"

Lauren's jaw dropped. How dare this bitch insult her! Sure, it might be true, but she didn't want to hear it from her bratty sister. Vanessa simply ignored Lauren's outrage and pulled the top over her head, forcing her arms into it.

Lauren looked down. It was a hot pink shirt that was far undersized. It barely went past her ribs, leaving her whole stomach exposed. It was also skin tight over her chest, showing just how painfully small her breasts now were and letting her nipples jut out against the fabric in plain view! She looked absurd!