Lauren goes to the changing room

Lauren took a deep breath and opened the door to the ladies changing room. Miss Lucy Lipps was primly sitting on the bench by the lockers, filing her fingernails. No one else was there...

"Lauren, what are you doing here? Where is the last model? I've been waiting for her. I have her outfit."

"She... she's no-showed. So, uh, I'm going to... um... fill-in for her."

"You?"

Lucy enviously eyed her much-younger boss. Damn her, with her large, firm bust and flawless body! It wasn't fair! A decade ago, Lucy was the hottest employee at the hotel - the sexy, pretty babe that all the men pursued. Age and gravity had taken their toll, but when Lauren had **** her to strip on the scales - and then peeled away her undies - it was the final nail in her coffin. Word of her flabby physique, sagging breasts and unruly bush spread like wildfire. Overnight, her coworkers stopped respecting her; instead, they were now pointing and laughing wherever she went. And worst of all, while she was conducting a training seminar for new hirees, one of the maintenance workers waited until she had bent all the way over to reach for her lecture notes - and deftly pantsed her!

But not just her pants: Lucy's panties flew down to her ankles, too.

"AAAIIIIEEEEE!!!!!"

"Look!" he laughed. "It ain't a full moon, 'cause I see a hole!"

"And that moon has got some huge craters!" chuckled one of the new receptionists.

Poor Lucy stumbled around for a good 20 seconds with her pants and panties wrapped around her feet, struggling to untangle them while the room echoed with laughter.

"Check out those fur-flaps between her thighs!"

"AAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!"

Any semblance of her authority had completely vanished. She was no longer a respected, sophisticated authority figure, but an object of ridicule.

She blamed Lauren for all of this.

"Just... just give me the bathing suit!" snapped Lauren.

"Yes, ma'am."

Lauren gasped when she saw the bikini: It was so tiny!

"Don't... don't you have something, uh, a little less revealing?"

Lucy began to smile.

"No, Lauren. But with that PERFECT body of yours, I'm sure this outfit will fit you like a glove!"

Lauren grumbled, yanking the bathing suit from Lucy's hands, and quickly retreated to an empty bathroom stall to change...