Lauren confides with Britney

She didn’t know why, but something had Lauren telling Britney the truth as she looked around making sure no one else was around. “Okay, okay,” Lauren said. “I did pad my bras. B-but I wasn’t this small before. I swear.”

“How small were you?” Britney said. “Surely you measured yourself a couple times. Little girls like you always do.”

Lauren whimpered. She did measure herself often. “36A,” she said.

Britney snickered. “Wow, didn’t even get to B?”

Lauren shook her head. “I… I padded my bras and wore spanx because I was embarrassed,” Lauren said. “But now… now I’m…”

“Say it,” Britney said as she touched Lauren’s small nipples. “Say exactly what you are.”

“I’m a little girl with a flat tiny chest and a big butt,” Lauren said.

“Sounds like you have a serious problem,” Britney said.

“I… I do,” Lauren said. “Please, please help me. Don’t you understand how I feel? Please, Britney. I’ll do anything.”

Britney’s face turned evil as she smiled. “Oh… I’ll help you out, Lauren. I know exactly the kind of help you need.”