My daughter's skirt

Lauren and Britney both turned to see a woman in her forties, tall and very lean approaching with a confused look on her face.

"I just came to get the backpack my daughter forgot here and... why are you holding her skirt?" She asked Britney.

"Oh, my friend here got it from the lost and found." Britney explained, gesturing at the bottomless Lauren as though there were nothing strange about it at all.

"Well, I need it back." The woman said, holding out her hand.

"Of course." Britney handed over the skirt. The woman held it for a second, seeming to notice something as used both hands to stretch it in front of herself.

"It's totally stretched out!" She observed. Then she looked over to Lauren.

"Oh, well with those hips that's no surprise!"

Everyone laughed as Lauren made a shocked face at the indignity, helplessly cupping her crotch with her thick hips bare.

"Wait... is that my daughter's shirt?" The woman asked.