private stalls

Lauren breathed a sigh of relief as she entered the locker room and saw a series of changing booths. She had been worried about changing near her sister, and her nosey sibling catching a glimpse of her special underwear. Now she'd have privacy.

Her and her sister each entered separate changing booths. Lauren shed her jacket, blazer and long skirt. She then stepped out of her heels, leaving her in her Spanx and padded bra. With a sigh she slipped off her bra. She always felt a slight relief, shrugging the weight of her falsies. Then she slipped off her spanx, rolling the restrictive clothing off her body.

Now she was naked. She felt exposed, and small. She viewed her clothing as armor which protected her secret shames. Without it she felt so ****! If she wouldn't have to explain to her sister she might have chickened out, gotten dressed and just left.

Quickly she pulled out her towel. She wrapped it around herself, making sure to fold it under a few times at the top to give the illusion of a larger chest. This was a trick she'd picked up in gym class years ago. Then, stashing her clothes in her bag she exited the stall.

A towel clad Vanessa was already waiting for her. Lauren felt so bare, with only the towel to cover her! She went over to the locker. She put her bag in, then picked a code so that only she could open it. She didn't notice Vanessa was watching her enter her locker code very carefully...