In Daryl's truck

Lauren shuffled after Daryl, tugging down on her skirt. She blinked as they entered the bright sunlight outside, which gleamed off her pale legs and made her white ruffled panties seem to glow in the light. She cringed, hunching over and shuffling forward. This damn shoes hurt, and made it hard to walk. She stumbled up to Daryl's truck, and had to hoist herself up to reach the seat.

Daryl watched all her struggling with great amusement. His smug, leering smile both infuriated and humiliated Lauren in equal measure. Her loser younger step brother was openly ogling her, and had clear amusement in his eyes at her appearance. This was a total subversion of the superior status Lauren normally enjoyed, and she did not like it.

Daryl started driving, though his eyes were never far from Lauren's exposed legs or panties. She tugged down on her skirt desperately, but it just wasn't long enough to keep her underwear hidden, to her great shame.

"So, what's the deal?" Daryl asked after a few minutes.

"What do you mean?" Lauren asked.

"Why do you look so different all of the sudden?"

"I don't look different!" Lauren objected, feeling fear growing that Daryl would figure out her body altering secrets...