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Chapter 7 by splotch splotch

what does the receptionist do?

Wakes Lauren

Reluctantly, almost a little frightened, the receptionist approached the bed and opened it. The solar lights bared as Lauren in her tiny bikini came into view, gently snoring. The receptionist turned off the bed then gasped at the sight of Lauren. She'd left people on too long before, but nothing like this! She was in so much trouble!

She reached out and shook Lauren's bare shoulder. Lauren yawned, shaking awake as she slowly rose.

"What is... oh, it's you." She blinked at the receptionist. "How does it look?"

"Uh... maybe you should see for yourself." The receptionist said, avoiding Lauren's gaze. "I sort of... left you on too long."

"What do you mean?" Lauren asked with growing unease. She rose, and began moving towards the mirror. She found her flesh was tender and she could barely move her limbs. Awkwardly she waddled in front of the mirror.

"AAAHHH!" Lauren screamed as she saw herself. She was bare except the tiny bikini. Every exposed inch of flesh was neon pink. Her face was pink. Her chest, belly, hips and limbs. All bright pink.

"I'm burned all over!" Lauren screamed. "You crazy idiot!"

"I know, I'm so sorry!" The receptionist moaned.

"What do I do?!" Lauren demanded, feeling panicked. She could feel a dull throbbing over her whole body. This was the worst sunburn she'd ever seen!

"Well, we have a special ointment for burns." The receptionist explained. I'll drive you home and help you apply it."

"Give me my clothes!" Lauren said, remembering how exposed she was. She wanted to hide her body even more now that it was hot pink!'

"Oh, I'm afraid you can't wear clothes with those burns." The receptionist explained.

"Can't... wear... clothes?" Lauren said, stomach sinking.

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