Wouldn't you?

Lauren tiptoes on her dainty bare feet as she clumsily attempts to sneak through the hallway.

Janice follows behind her, utterly mesmerized by the way the smaller woman's ass warbles with each exaggerated step she takes.

Lauren by this point has given up on using her hands to cover anything, leaving every inch of her glorious body exposed to the world. Without her usual shapewear and padding, the poor thing's balance is completely out of whack, so she has to keep her arms either side of her body to try to keep from falling over as she tippy-toes around.

Lauren could of course just walk normally and avoid this latest self-inflicted hardship, but she's so hellbent on not being seen, she isn't thinking straight.

"Is it much farther?" The girl with the bountiful booty asks her clothed, blonde comrade.

"Huh?" Janice asks as she loses her train of thought.

"The workout room!" Lauren hisses.

"Oh, uh, no..." the blonde amazon stammers as her cheeks blush. She awkwardly clears her throat and looks away from the naked, bewitching girl in front of her.

Why can't I stop staring at her!?

Janice screams in her own mind as she shakes her head.

"Next door down," the blonde woman declares.

Lauren giddily skitters towards it, throwing open the door. She's eager to get dressed and put this disaster behind her.

Janice stands there, trying to process her confusing feelings about little Lauren when she hears a loud gasp.

"What is it?" She asks as she rushes into the room.

Lauren is standing there, hunched over, hands on her pussy and flat chest, and her face as red as a tomato.

"Everything's gone!" She cries.