Tiny clothes

Lauren opened her closet. Since all her clothes were in the basement it was barren, except for one outfit, the same as yesterday. This time she saw yellow panties, a pink mini skirt and a baby blue tank top. She recognized all of them from childhood. She hadn't worn these since she was 8, there was no way they'd still fit!

Still, there was pressure to get dressed. Her door was gone, anyone who happened by would see her naked. Not just naked, but with her body somehow altered to accent all her flaws. Also the longer that she took, the more likely she was to face her mother's wrath. So, despite her skepticism she could even fit in these, she hurried to get dressed.

First she grabbed the panties. Oh god, they said 'PRINCESS' across the ass. Well, it was all she had. She stepped into the panties and hoisted them up, struggling to get them over her meaty thick thighs. Getting them over her ass required a great deal of tugging and squirming. Finally she got them over her hips, though looking over her shoulder she saw half her ass cheeks were hanging out of the bottom, unflatteringly pinched by the tight panties.

Next she pulled on the skirt. This was meant for someone with none of Lauren's girth, and the pink pleated thing would not cover all her ass, exposing bare cheeks and panties from behind, and her panty clad crotch from the front. Gritting her teeth, she grasped she shirt and slid it on. This was tight as everything else, squeezing her flat breasts flatter, expect her eager nipples poking through it's stretched fabric. Her now bigger stomach hung out, warbling and drooping slightly over the skirt.

Now dressed in an unflattering outfit, Lauren reluctantly went to find her mother...