The sauna

The two-piece with its garish mix of baby blue and hot pink, combined with ruffles looked as though they belonged on a toddler’s princess costume, not swimwear for someone her age.

The bikini fit like a second skin, the waistband digging into her hips as though protesting its unfit owner. She glanced down in horror. The fabric barely provided coverage, revealing more of her pale skin than she ever cared to show. The ruffles sat awkwardly at her hips, drawing attention to how the tight fabric was pulling and tugging.

And then there was the back. Lauren could feel it—the invasive tug of fabric wedged uncomfortably between her cheeks. She instinctively tried to adjust it, but there was no fixing something so poorly sized.

“Come on!” the strong amazon dragged Lauren behind her. Lauren was pouting, her lower lip trembling as she tried to process what was happening. The immature undersized garment emphasizing her lacking curves, she looked little more than a child.

The crowd in the sauna consisted of a middle-aged couple with their two daughters.

“Well Hello little one” came from the older gentleman, “What is your name darling?” he said with a broad smile on her face. Clearly under the impression that Lauren was Janice's pre-teen daughter.

“This is Lauren” Janice replied before she could reply. “She’s a little shy over her bikini”. A LITTLE? Lauren thought to herself, it’s like I’m pushed in to a string. Her movements kept shifting the bottoms, it was now completely swallowed in both directions.

“Aww, but the frills look so cute on you” came from the mother. “Pfff, your bottom seems to want to hide inside you” the eldest daughter snickered.

Lauren blushed furiously at the comment, this was all to much to bare, and with that, she snapped.

“SHUT YOUR FACE!” she bellowed.

The sauna was covered in awkward silence following Laurens outburst, all looking at her in shock. The father was about to get up, just as Janice dragged Lauren over her knees.

“Naughty little girl!” Janice said gritting between her teeth.

The first smack came as a surprise to Lauren, knocking the wind out of her. God Janice was strong!

The following five were far worse, the amazon put all her might into the palms of her hand as she smacked Laurens backside with furious precision. The daughters snickered at Laurens exposure.

“Naughty naughty girl!” Janice continued to pound the butt on her lap, by this point Lauren was flailing her legs. Janice kept firm control over the girl by tugging her bikini bottoms. The fabric was certainly not providing sufficient coverage to hide Laurens intimates, the string like material had crawled all the way up her vagina, revealing her labia to the crowd.

With another sharp tug Lauren suddenly felt a breath of air. The crotch seam had ripped open. What was earlier inappropriate exposure, was now full-on flashing, butthole bared, the chafed labia in plain view.

Lauren bawled, in utter disbelief and shame.