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Chapter 9 by Frank89 Frank89

What happens next?

Tables turned

Once the two were inside the bathroom and Patty had closed the door, Lauren pulled her hand free, ready to give the little brat a piece of her mind. When Patty opened the tap to fill the tub with water, Lauren finally burst out angrily at the teen.

"Just what do you think you're doing?!" she stomped her feet as she stood there with her hands on her hips.

"Drawing your bath." replied Patty nonchalantly, seemingly unaware of the fact she was talking with her elder.

"Hah! Is this funny for you?!"

Patty looked back and scanned the naked lady from head to toe, her body shaking with anger making her tiny nipples flutter. "No. There is 'nothing' funny about the situation." she snickered.

Lauren suddenly realized her state of severe undress and hastily covered her body with her hands, her face and chest turning a deep shade of crimson. "It's not funny!"

"Listen, I'm not your enemy. I did not strip you."

"But - But you did nothing..."

"Have you seen how mad Miss Mildred looked. I - I had no chance to speak up. Not unless I wanted to end up like you."

"You're a coward!"

"From what I've seen earlier, even you were having troubles handling her. And you are about 10 years older than me." reasoned Patty. Not that it's noticeable... she thought with a smirk. "But despite how it seems, I am on your side."

"Y - You are?"

"Of course, sweetie." comforted her Patty, enjoying her rise to power. Or more like Lauren's loss of face.

"But... but you laughed at me, Patty..."

"You gotta admit, there was a certain sense of irony in the situation. After all that woman talk from earlier."

Lauren just remained silent. As hard as it was to accept it, Patty was right. Her talk of clothes making a woman painfully backfired on her.

"And I really think you should call me 'Miss Patricia', in case Mildred is listening in."

"Okay, Pa... Miss Patricia..."

Patty had a satisfied smirk on her face. She felt fully in control of the situation. The tables had been turned. Lauren was regressing to a scared little schoolgirl slowly but steadily. All she needed were the little nudges. Nudges, Patty was more than happy to provide.

"I got to get back to my place. And YOU, Miss Patricia, are going to help me. It's all your fault, after all." said Lauren, trying to sound confident, but her lack of clothing and the fact she still called Patty 'Miss Patricia' made it obvious she was no longer in charge on anything. A fact that filled Patty with great joy.

"Just... Just let me handle this, sweetie. After your bath, I'll let you out and try to sort things out with Miss Mildred. Okay?" said Patty with a reasurring smile.

"Okay... What? After my bath?"

"Well, Miss Mildred is outside. We can't just leave without getting our business here over with." reasoned Patty, **** to give up her position of power so soon.

"But... I just took a bath before coming over." argued Lauren.

"You gotta take another. If I'd let you out now, I'd put both our hides on the line. Let's play our roles and get through this together as fast as we can, okay?"

"Fine..." relented Lauren, shaking her head. "But... You... you can't tell anyone about this." she muttered in a shaky voice.

"About what?"

"About... you know."

"I do not know. What do you mean?" asked Patty, gritting her teeth to hold back laughter. She knew full well what Lauren meant, but found it funny to mess with her a bit.

"My... my small breasts... People mustn't know." said Lauren, blushing even further.

Small? More like nonexistent, thought Patty. "Why not? It is not a 'big' deal." she grinned, hoping to elicit a confession from the 'mature' lady.

"Because then they would... they would know that I've been..."

"You've been what, honey?"

"... stuffing my bras..." finished Lauren, looking away from the girl.

Patty had a huge grin on her face. Having so much power over someone -- especially someone like her upitty neighbour -- felt extremely satisfying. And it would have been a shame not to savour it. At least a bit more. "Oh, don't worry, munchkin. Your tiny little boobies will be our well-kept 'little' secret. Okay?"

"Okay..."

"Now, hop into the tub so that we can get your bath over with."

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