Lauren loses control of more than just her outfit

"Come on, Little Lauren!" giggled Patty, holding the hand of her long-time adversary, scarcely able to contain her laughter. This... this was too good to be true! The great and powerful Lauren - the ultimate Alpha Female and the sexiest, most sophisticated fashion plate anyone had ever seen - had been stripped and humiliated in public, **** to trade her gorgeous, imported executive business attire (and not to mention her girdle, padded panties and stuffed bra) for a lowly little kid's bathing suit! The same girl who only wore the sexiest, most expensive designer dresses was now dressed like a dorky, flat-chested little mess!

And nobody was happier than Patty.

The Lauren vs. Patty feud was legendary. Throughout high school, the two girls battled tooth and nail for social supremacy. The blood-feud raged for four long years:

At first, Lauren simply slaughtered her opponents - ALL opponents. Their freshman, sophomore and junior years, Lauren was the undisputed Queen of the school. Nobody dared challenged her reign. She was smarter, more mature and shrewder than everyone else... and let's face it, her supermodel looks certainly didn't hurt. Lauren was the first girl in her class to (apparently) develop breasts - and her big, bouncing boobs became her calling card. She used her tits like weapons! All her clothes, and even her posture, seemed to accentuate her remarkable, top-heavy, Playboy Playmate figure.

Lauren was unanimously voted class president her first three years of high school... and was the lead in the school play, the cover girl for the yearbook, and perhaps most importantly, she snared the heart of Kirk King, the handsome and popular all-star quarterback.

Poor Kirk fell for Lauren HARD! Despite being pursued by all the girls in the school (and not to mention several teachers), he was completely pussy-whipped by the busty girl's womanly charms, following Lauren like a puppy dog.

Instead of being grateful, Lauren lorded over him - demeaning him in public, ordering him around and verbally dismantling him if he even LOOKED at another girl.

"Hurry up, Kirk! Carry my books! Open that door for me!"

Lauren's classmates took note of her behavior and began to talk. One such classmate was Patty Peters, a transfer student from Los Angeles.

Patty was a pretty, leggy blonde who was captain of the girl's volleyball team and had plenty of friends in her own right, but she lacked Lauren's stunning figure. Whereas Lauren was busty and packed with curves, Patty was tall, lanky and, well, built more like a bean pole: Lots of height and precious few curves. They were both intelligent, and their birthdays were even on the same date, but that's where the similarities ended.

Their senior year, days after Lauren's epic 18th birthday party (in front of everyone, Lauren AGAIN screamed and demeaned the popular Kirk when he had the AUDACITY to refill another girl's drink) Patty decided to run against Lauren for class president - because the stuck-up bitch needed to be taken down a peg - and to the surprise of almost everyone, came within an eyelash of winning.

The final vote was 716 to 714.

That's when Lauren set her sights on Patty, determined to destroy her reputation for good!

She began by changing her adversary's name to "Flatty Patty," drawing attention to Patty's lackluster chest at every turn. Lauren's brainless sycophant even called her "Flatty Patty" during the morning announcements!

And because of Lauren's popularity, the nickname stuck.

A few months later, she bribed a lovestruck janitor to pull the fire alarm while the volley ball squad was changing in the locker room. The entire team had to dash outside in a state of semi-undress.

Another janitor was bribed to yank away Patty's towel as she ran outdoors:

"EEEEK!!"

Everyone was watching - and suddenly, Patty was standing in front of the entire school in nothing but her granny panties ('cause let's face it, when you're jumping around the gym, thongs aren't exactly comfortable!).

"Look!" Lauren called out. "Flatty Patty and her inch-worm tits! Ha! And check out those juvenile, immature panties! Ha, ha! How unsexy!!"

"AAAAAAHHHHH!!"

Her bare, athletic body - and her exposed breasts - were on full display! Everyone hooted and hollered at her nubile, 18-year-old semi-naked body. A naturally shy girl, Patty was CRUSHED and burst into tears, running away from their gaping eyes with her hands over her face!

But ironically, this turned out to be a strategic miscalculation on Lauren's part, because the entire school - including Kirk - saw that Patty was NOT flat. Her modest b-cups fit her frame perfectly. Athletic and tone without an iota of fat, she was exquisite.

Even beautiful.

Kirk and Patty were dating less than a month later... and that's when the war batween the two beauties flew into overdrive:

It raged like a wildfire all throughout their senior year - and culminated when Lauren was named class valedictorian. Patty tripped on stage when it was her turn to receive her diploma (when someone "accidentally " stuck out their foot), and fell flat on her face, getting a bloody nose. When she tried to get up to her feet, she realized that her graduation gown had "mysteriously" been stapled to the stage... but alas, she only realized it AFTER she had gotten back up to her feet.

The distraught girl was standing in front of everyone - yet again - in her granny panties... and nothing else.

Before she sprinted off the stage (and sobbed for a good three hours), Lauren whispered in her ear, "Guess what, Flatty Patty? I win - one last time! Never forget: I'm the better woman! Always have been, always will be!"

But now, the situation had changed dramatically. And as far as Patty was concerned, Lauren's NEW outfit couldn't be more perfect: The arrogant, "mature" fashion plate who looked down on everyone else was now wearing a ridiculous, bright pink, little girl's bathing suit - with unicorns on it! Lauren's plump tummy jutted out - one butt cheek was wobbling behind her because the fabric had gotten stuck up her ass crack - and the front of her suit had gotten wedged inside her freshly-shaved pussy lips, giving all the gawkers an up close view of her goodies.

Best of all, without any of her falsies, the so-called bustiest girl in school was revealed to be pathetically - and hopelessly - flat-chested!

Patty had one of her hands, Kirk had the other. Minus her heels, Lauren's dimunitive size **** her to take three strides for every stride of Patty and Kirk to keep up. She was practically running while the other two walked, just to keep up.

"S - slow down!" she huffed and puffed. "Slow d - down! I - I need to pull my suit o - out of my fanny... it - it's getting stuck!"

Lucy Lipps was leading the photographer behind them, grinning from ear to ear, her eyes glued on her boss's exposed lilly-white ass cheek:

"Here, take Little Lauren to the ice cream stand for a treat," Miss Lipps directed. "It's on the pavement by the hotel's south entrance. All the little kids love our hotel's homemade ice cream! It'll make an ADORABLE picture!"

"But I don't want anny ice cream!" Lauren wailed. "I'm on a diet!"

"Yeah, I can see why!" giggled Patty.

"SHUDDUP, YOU BITCH!!"

Everyone laughed - and Lauren's face burned red. The laughter felt like daggers in her heart...

"Plus, I'm lactose intolerant," she sobbed, "so I can't eat any ice cream! See?!"

"Oh, I'm sure you'll be fine," Lucy said with a smile, dismissing her boss's concern. The concierge manager ordered an extra-large scoop from the highly-amused vendor.

"Here's your chocolate ice cream cone, little girl! Eat up!"

The cone was huge! And on a hot, sweltering day, it was already starting to melt, dripping down her arm.

Sniffling, Lauren took a small lick.

"C'mon, show some enthusiasm," encouraged Red the photographer. "Gobble it up! Act like you love it! And be sure to make eye contact with the camera!"

Instead, Lauren stared down at her feet and stubbornly took another small lick.

Lucy had seen enough - and shoved Lauren's face into the scoop of ice cream!

"Aaah!!"

When she pulled her face back up, it was half-covered with gooey chocolate ice cream.

"Now eat that cone up like you fucking LOVE it," Lucy hissed, "or I swear to God, I'll strip you naked and make you walk home!"

Her eyes as big as dinner plates, the VP fearfully nodded. She stared at Red's camera, gobbling supersized bite after supersized bite - like she was famished! The chocolate ice cream dripped down her chin, onto her belly, and down her legs. Gooey rivulets even streaked down her exposed pussy lips, as Little Lauren stood pigeon toed over a puddle of melted ice cream...

In three minutes, she was done - and Red recorded every last detail.

"There! I - I did what you wanted!" she cried. "You had your fun. Now gimme my real clothes back! PLEASE!"

But after gobbling up the ice cream, Lauren's tummy was now hanging obscenely out - an observation duefully noted by Patty:

"Hee, hee! Look at her tummy now! Miss Fancy Pants is a tubby-wubby porker! Hee, hee! If you thought her belly was big before, look at in now!"

"Well, that's because I took away her girdle," Lucy explained.

"Wah!! WAAAAAAAHHH!! My girdle is supposed to be, sniff-sniff, a secret!! Don't tell her!! WAAAAHHHH!!!"

"You've been wearing a girdle?!" Patty snickered.

"WAAAAAAAH!!"

But even as she cried, her woefully distended belly bobbled like an overly-inflated beach ball... albeit a beach ball covered with melted ice cream.

Lauren's stomach suddenly emitted loud gurgling noises.

"Ow! I - I told you I'm lactose intolerant! STOP LAUGHING! This isn't funny!"

"Heh - we're laughing with you, not >snicker< at you! Heh! You look like a cute, messy little kid," Red said. "The photos will look great. Okay, now Patty and Kirk - I want you guys to start kissing. Lauren, you stare up at them longingly - like you secretly wish your big sister's hunky boyfriend would date you! It'll make a HILLARIOUS shot! We'll also get the hotel in the background."

"Cool!"

"Excellent idea. C'mon over here, sweetie! Gimme some sugar..."

Kirk took Patty into his strong, muscular arms - and Patty reciprocated, wrapping her tone arms around his waist. Soon, they were passionately French kissing.

Little Lauren stared up at them helplessly, pouting and stomping her feet! With her face half-caked with ice cream, her big belly shaking and her fists clenched, it actually would've been a VERY cute photo... had it not been for Lauren being in her 20s and her pink, puffy pussy lips almost completely exposed, with the bathing suit's fabric wedged far up her pale snatch.

One again, everyone was pointing and laughing. It took her frazzled brain a few seconds to comprehend which part of her body was attracting the most attention:

She looked down and gasped: Her innocent little pussy was showing!

It... it was too much.

Lauren looked up to the sky, crouched low, squatted her legs in an awkward stance, covered her pussy with both hands and exploded into angry sobs:

"WAAAAAHH!! WAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!! WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!"

Red put down his camera.

"Jeez," he sighed. "This won't work... she's crying too much. It's almost as if she's truly jealous and actually in love with Kirk. Right?"

Lauren's cheeks turned an even darker shade of crimson.

"No!! No I'm not!!" she yelled, hiding her vagina in her hands. "I - I don't want Kirk! I don't need him!! I - I'm so sexy, I can have any boy I want!!"

This time, the laughter was so deafening it literally hurt their ears! In fact, the only one not laughing was Lauren, who was still bawling like a baby, clutching her vay-jay.

"I know how we can stop her from crying!" brainstormed Lucy. "We could tickle her!"

Lauren gasped. She had never told anyone, but she was painfully ticklish... and HATED being tickled!

"Great idea!" agreed Patty.

"NOOO!! Don't - don't you dare!!" Lauren screamed. "Anyone trying to tickle me is gonna get punched in the throa -"

But before she could complete the sentence, Patty and Lucy had their hands on her big belly!

"HA HAHAHAHA - STOOOOOP!!! HA HA HAHA!!"

Lauren had lost almost ALL self-control! She was dancing around spastically in her bathing suit, flailing her chocolate-covered limbs like a mad woman!

"HAHAHA!!! PL - PLEEEEEASE!!! HAHAHAHAHA!!!"

Her short, stubby legs were taking turns kicking high into the air, wedging the suit's fabric even further up her pussy lips! Her plump tummy was heaving and shaking! Her arms were flailing in every direction at once! It was IMPOSSIBLE to cover herself now!

She was dancing up a storm!

"Nice! Let me take some photos of the happy girl," exclaimed Red.

Click! Click! Click!

"NOOOO!!! HA HA HAHAHAHA!! STOP!!! HA HA!! I - I -"

Encouraged, Paty and Lucy tickled even harder. Kirk joined in as well. By now, the fabric that was supposed to cover her pussy had stretched itself into a long, speghetti-thin string, running from between her legs to her bellybutton. It was hiding nothing!

Oh, God!!

Lauren desperately wanted to cover herself, but had lost all control of her limbs, dancing around like a crazy person - as all the onlookers applauded!

"HAHAHAHAHA!!! PLLLLLEEEEEEAASE STOOOOOOP!!!!"

Snap! The strap over her left shoulder snapped in half.

"NOOO!!"

Her bathing suit was too small to begin with, but her frantic, disjointed dancing had caused the fabric to rip...

"HAHAHA - MY - MY TOP!! MY TOP!!"

She could feel the fabric beginning to roll down her torso...

"THIS - HAHA - THIS ISN'T FUNNY!!"

But they continued to tickle her - and she continued to dance, shake and gyrate:

Snap!

The second shoulder strap snapped, too.

"MY - HAHA HA - TOP!!"

Little by little, the top of her pink unicorn bathing suit TOTALLY unraveled into a scroll of slowly retreating fabric, rolling down her torso one tantalizing centemeter at a time - and not stopping until it reached the top of her bulging belly!

Once again, her embarrassingly small chest - and pointy, knobly little nips - were out in the open.

"NOOOOOOOOOOO!!! MY - MY BOOBIES!!" she shrieked, dancing and flailing.

Her girly-points hardened at once.

She was so tiny and so pale, dancing around for everyone, thrashing her arms and legs! But those puffy, pointy nipples - convulsing all over the place - were all anybody could look at. The rest of her chest was so ridiculously small, and the dusty pink nips were bouncing so hard... they truly looked like they just might leap off her body!

"HAHA HAHAHAHAHA!!!! HA HA HAAAA!!"

But then a strange, strained expression flashed in her eyes:

"HA HA - STOP - I - I - I HAVE TO PEEEE!!! HA HAHA... I - I CAN'T - CAN'T HOLD IT!!!"

Patty, Lucy and Kirk continued to tickle.

"HAHAHA - I - I'M SERIOUS! OH... OH..."

A trickle of pee sprayed out of her. Patty, Kirk and Lucy stepped back and stared, amazed by what they were seeing: The most mature, most sophisticated snob in human history was losing control of her bladder in public!

Bright red, Lauren stumbled like a drunkard - to the left, then the right. She stumbled forward, then backwards.

Her bouncy nips stumbled with her... and her virgin pussy was still leaking drops of liquid.

"Oh... oh..."

She was dazed and BADLY out of breath - and her normally-flawless face was smeared with ice cream...

"I... I.... I..."

She tried to cover her little nipples and crotch with her hands, but she was too off-balance. She nearly fell into the arms of the crowd, but somehow regained her equilibrium at the last moment, stumbling backwards yet again.

Still, she needed her arms extended to maintain her balance - unable to hide her titties, belly and pussy.

Then her eyes widened from her chocolate-stained face:

"Oh, No," she gasped. "Oh, no. OH NOOOO!!! I - I can't hold it in!"

She looked everyone in the face and started to cry. Her legs widened. She squatted, thrusting out her pelvis, helplessly exposing her hairless pussy for all to see in vivid, anatomical detail.

And then she started to pee again.

Just a trickle at first, but then she was gushing. Like a race horse!

"Noooooooooooo!" she wailed. "Look at what you made me do!! Look!!!! LOOOOK!!!"

The puddle under her got bigger and bigger and BIGGER - and her itsy-bitsy little nipples still wouldn't stop bouncing as she peed!

"Nooooooooooooooooooo!!! Wah! Wah!!"

By the time she was finally done, her swimsuit's bottom was stained with urine from all the splashing and her inner thighs were wet. Lauren stood silently in that squatting pose, as if frozen in time.

"Well, I guess that's a wrap," snorted Red. "We did have a downpour after all!"

More naked than clothed - and humiliated beyond belief - the powerful, intimidating VP finally lowered her head, covered her face in her hands and began bawling again. The rest of her was still fully bared.

Lucy Lipps grinned. She had another idea... and hoped Patty and Kirk would be able to help...