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Chapter 9 by splotch splotch

How's the dress?

Too short

Lauren pulled the black dress over her head. It was a little struggle to get it on, the dress being rather form fitting. Finally Lauren had it in place. She turned and looked in the mirror.

The black dress was tight and small, with a skirt that flared out at the waist. Not bad... except it was far, far too short. The flared out skirt stopped mid thigh and left inches of her Spanx, which kept her thighs so tight and narrow, hanging out the bottom. Worse, because it stuck out, there was no way to really tug it down to hide any more.

Lauren's annoyance grew. Of course that little perv bought her something that was too revealing. Creep. Sighing, she saw she could not wear her Spanx with the dress. So, hiking it up she reached to the waistband of her Spanx and rolled them down, kicking them off.

Now her Spanx didn't show. This was better because she was NOT about to go out in public with them exposed. Fortunately, the Spanx had altered her figure for the better. Without them her belly strained against the dress, and her pale, stubby legs stuck out from under it. She bit her lip, shaking her meaty thigh and watching it jiggle.

She would have to figure out something else to hide her embarrassing weight. Just then, her phone sounded again. She went and looked. To her increased aggravation, it was another text from Dennis.

I'm out front. Our reservation is in 15 minutes, time to go.

Lauren let out a groan of frustration. This little jerk! Still, let with no other option, she quickly tidyed her hair, slipped on some heels and headed to the door...

What's next?

More fun
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