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Chapter 91 by splotch splotch

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A nightie for dinner

As soon as Megan left, Lauren dropped the blanket and pulled on the nightie. The short pink thing belled out as it went down, and it didn't go down very far. If she pressed it down in the front, it covered her crotch. If she let it go, if hung about an inch or two above it. Spinning in the mirror, the back was even worse. The bottom half of each bare butt cheek hung under the nightie. She pulled it down over her crack, which covered that, but each cheek was still visible on the sides. She was practically bottomless! The top wasn't great, her nipples poked out clearly, their darker flesh slightly visible through the light material. Also it was so pinky and girly, with a bell at the collar and fuzzy ruffles around the hem.

Now dressed, Lauren turned to the meal. Normally she ate refined, healthy foods. Or, at least expensive stuff! Never anything so childish as as fries, pizza and soda for dinner! None the less, she hadn't eaten all day, and shoveled the food down her mouth, drinking the large coke with it. In less then five minutes, it was gone. Lauren groaned in satisfaction, now full, if a little bloated. She burped, trying to rub the grease off her chin. She had to was her hands and face, brush her teeth. In fact, she had to pee rather badly after that drink. The only problem? There was no bathroom in her room. The nearest bathroom was across the large ballroom. That meant crossing the house... in this tiny nightie!

She waited another five minutes, but felt the pressure growing in her bladder. She had to go, there was no avoiding it. So, she opened her door and peaked her head out. The vast ballroom looked empty. Biting her lip, she hesitated a moment longer, then decided to chance it. She rushed across the ballroom, bare feet squeaking on the ground. She held the skirt down over crotch and crack, the rest of her legs and rear exposed as she prance through. She ran in, closing the door. She'd made it! She rushed over to the toilet, barely having time to sit before she began peeing. She sighed with relief.

About twenty minutes later, after washing her face, brushing her teeth and relieving herself, she exited back towards her room. This time though, she hadn't been careful enough...

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