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 ï>¿Katherine -(TM)s Prom by Splotch

   KATHERINE'S PROM- PART 1

   Kathrine studied her reflection in the mirror.  She was wearing a blue,
ball gown with matching gloves and heels.  her hair was up and back,
accenting her bare, well defined shoulders.  Her makeup was already
pristine, completing the picture of a very beautiful girl.

   She had a problem though: she had bought this dress for prom before
trying it on, and now, ten minutes before her boy friend was supposed to
pick her up in five minutes.  See, Kathrine had a secret.  It had started
years ago, when she was sixteen.  While the girls around her were
blossoming into women, she was left behind, at least in some regards.  She
was short, still had baby fat on her face (and some other places).  But,
most noticeably she hadn't "developed" up top much.  She was extremely self
conscious about it.  The breaking point though was her sixteenth birthday.
She had decided to have a pool party, inviting about thirty friends over,
besides her parent's friends and other adults. Kathrine wanted to impress
her boyfriend, so she wore a much more revealing bikini then normal.  it
was a skimpy two piece that tied in the back on the top and the sides on
the bottom.  she felt a little self conscious in it, but also sexy and
liberated.

   Kathrine's boyfriend's name was Dan.  He felt uncomfortable at the
party, surrounded by adults he didn't know and Kathrine's girl friends.  He
had smuggled in a flask and been discretely drinking the whole party.  By
this point he was pretty drunk.  He saw Kathrine standing, her back to him,
talking to one of her friends.  Dan was leering at her ass when an idea
occurred to him.  It was a stupid idea, but the alcohol in him convinced
him otherwise.  He came up behind Kathrine silently and pulled the string
around her shoulders, undoing it.  Kahtrine felt something and started to
turn.  Dan, seeing that he was pretty much caught, decided to go for it
entirely.  He pulled at the knot around Kathrine's neck, freeing her top
entirely.  As Kathrine turned if fell to the ground, exposing her breasts.
She stood in shock, not believing what had happened.  She looked up at Dan,
who was staring down at her bare chest with a huge grin.  She looked
around, and saw that the party was silent, no one was moving.  Then she
looked down, at her small chest, bordered with tan lines, her nipples
rising out, as if begging for the attention.  Then, at the exact same
moment, everyone started laughing.  The whole party burst out in a mocking
chorus, pointing, jeering and laughing.  Kathrine cupped her chest with
both hands and screamed, then bolted, pushing through the party into her
room where she lay on her bed crying.  She could still see the laughing
faces.

   After that Kathrine changed.  She broke up with Dan quickly.  He was
ashamed of his behavior, and losing his girlfriend over it.  But also, when
he thought back to his topless girlfriend, her mortified face, how fully
exposed she looked, he couldn't help but be happy with his choice.

   Kathrine also spent a lot of time thinking about it.  It replayed in her
head like a bad dream she couldn't shake.  Her self esteem never fully
recovered.  She never let another boy get as close as Dan.  She dressed
more conservatively.  Eventually she started wearing padded tops.  Adding
more and more as time went on.  one day her mother noticed the change. "i
guess you were a late bloomer Kathrine, but I'm glad you finally filled
out." If anything, statements like that only made her problem worse.  Also,
she had dug herself in a whole, she couldn't wear other people's clothes,
couldn't change in front of anyone, even her parents.  she couldn't wear
anything with low cut collars or that showed cleaveage Her closest friend
knew, and mocked her for it, but she couldn't stop without everyone
noticing.  Now she had gone from an A to a D.  She had hand altered bras
that were almost entirely layers of cloth. But, the dress she had bought
didn't allow for a bra.  And now, her knew boyfriend Jake was waiting for
her downstairs.  looked in the mirror, biting her lower lip out of
frustration.  She had bought it under her pretense size, the top hung out,
expecting to be filled.  looking down she could see her chest, her erect
nipples.

   She ran into the bathroom and started ripping off lairs of toilet paper.
she filled the gap between her dress and her body, compacting it into the
right shape.  She examined her work in the mirror: she looked about right.
The only problem was the tissue plainly showed.  Carefully Kathrine ripped
the top of her dress, then broke the elastic.  pulling it over her padding
she tied it securely in a bow.  she hated ripping such a nice dress, but
could fix it easily later.  Hurriedly she rushed downstairs.

   Jake was waiting in her living room, awkwardly conversing with her
parents.  He stood as she came down the stairs.  He admired her figure as
she walked.

   "Sorry about the wait" she said nervously.

   "It was worth it" he said honestly.

   After a rushed goodbye to her parents they went out to his car.  They
arrived at the prom a short drive later.  It was a typical high school
dance, lights, bad music, cheesy decorations.  Most people didn't care
though, as they danced and talk happily.  Kathrine loved to dance.  After a
few songs her boyfriend went to talk to his friends, she kept happily
bobbing in the crowd.

   Dan watched from across the room.  His new girlfriend was talking to
him, but he had been distracted since Kathrine had entered.  He stared at
her body, specifically her chest.  He'd give anything to see her new,
almost oversized chest.  He couldn't believe he'd been dumped before she
ballooned up.

   As he watched he noticed something.  the tiny bow had come undone, her
dress slowly slacked.  Dan sat up intently.  Was it possible?  was he going
to get to see her exposed again?  Kathrine danced on unaware.With the
ripped elastic the dress was giving way to gravity.  Now the dress was down
about an inch: the tan lines where her bra started were peaking over the
edge.  Then, in one instant, the dress slid down to the ground.  The crowd
stopped, a hush filled the room, Kathrine, mid twirl stopped on a dime. 
She felt the cool air over her body and at first thought it was another one
of her paranoia attacks.  It couldn't have really happened.  No way.  Then
she looked down.

   Her bare breasts hung alert, slightly curved up.  The dress lay in a
pile under her.  All she was wearing was a blue thong, showing every inch
of her pale, heart shaped butt.  on her dress a pile of toilet paper lay
coiled.  From the sweat on her body from dancing, some of it stuck to the
bottom of her tits, hanging off them, just to emphasize the fact that she
stuffed her shirt. For the second time in her life she had that moment that
felt like an eternity.  She stood, mouth agape, with hundreds of people
staring back.  Then everything registered at once.  She threw her hands
over her chest and screamed.  The entire crowd burst into laughter,
pointing and screaming.  People started pulling out Camera phones and
snapping shots.  Kathrine, bug eyed, red faced and knock kneed panicked. 
Instead of picking up her dress and putting it back on she just bolted. 
Pushing through the crowd, eyes watering, she heard people's snide remarks
from every direction.

   "I knew they were fake"

   "Little mosquito bites!"

   "Baby's got back"

   "But that's all she's got!"

   Kathrine ran towards the bathroom, shoving through the crowd..  The two
strands of toilet paper still hung from her chest, flailing behind her like
streamers.  A hand swatted her ass as she ran by.  She looked back to it
had been Dan.  Everyone was greeted with a parting shot of her butt, barely
covered by one thing string, shaking madly, adorned with a red hand print.
Kathrine slammed the door behind her.  outside she could hear a chant
starting "tiny tits!  tiny tits!" seeped through the walls.  Kathrine ran
to the corner and sat hugging her legs, eyes full of tears.  Her worse fear
had just happened and she knew it wasn't even over: how was she going to
get home?



   KATHERINE'S PROM- PART 2

   Eventually, Kathrine's best friend Sarah decided the joke was over, and
got her dress.  A group of boys were gathered around it, one holding up a
handful of toilet paper.

   "I can't believe how much she shoved in there!" he said with a laugh. 
Sarah got the dress and went into the bathroom.  Kathrine had moved into a
stall, Sarah heard her.  She went into the stall, where the crying girl sat
on the toilet bawling.  Sarah stiffed a laugh at the site of her friend. 
There was something so comical about a girl topless but with full make up,
a fancy hair cut, a thong, white gloves and high heels.  It almost looked
like an adult version of Cinderella.  Kathrine covered herself again,
bowing her head in shame.  Sarah pulled the girl into a hug, embracing her
bare skin.

   "It's alright, it's alright" she said in a calming voice.  Eventually
the tears stopped.  Sarah felt strange holding a nearly naked girl, but
knew her friend needed comfort.  When she had calmed down Sarah handed
Kathrine the dress.  the stall was too small to change in, so they went
into the exposed bathroom.  Three girls were doing their makeup, laughing
and gossiping.  They turned when the two girls came out.  Kathrine pressed
the dress over her body, her face flushing.

   "Oh there she is!" one of them said.

   "How's it going tiny tits?!" a chubby girl in a red dress said.

   "Hey, back off!" Sarah said aggressively.  The girls laughed
dismissively.

   "Whatever dyke, i guess you go for the flat type." the girl said. 
Still, Sarah was a tall, athletic girl, so the three quickly left.

   "Bitches" Sarah muttered.

   "Oh god..." Kathrine said.  She knew this was going to happen for the
rest of school, if not her whole life.  Her secret had been revealed. 
she'd been exposed as a liar, besides just physically.

   "It's okay." Sarah said.  "i called your mom for you, so get dressed and
we'll get out of here." she watched as the girl pulled the dress up her
body, holding the loose top tightly up.  Sarah led the way out the door as
Katherine shuffled awkwardly after her.  When they noticed the Katherine
some people started applauding, others still yelling cat calls.  She turned
bright red and walked as quickly as her heels would allow towards the door.
In the parking lot they sat.  Katherine shivering violently.  Sarah,
probably the Russian in her could handle the cold.  For a long time no one
said anything.

   "Kathy" Sarah said finally.  "why did you stuff you shirt like that for
so long?" The question had been on her mind for a while.  Katherine had
confided her appearance altering a years ago, and it had always bugged her.
she was a feminist at heart, and didn't like her friend trying to change
her body like that.

   "Oh Sarah, i know it's stupid, and i never should have done it, but I
just can't stand my body." Katherine confided.

   "Come on, you have a great body!" Sarah said.  And it was true: besides
Katherine's cute face she had a really nice figure, very fare skin and a
really cute ass.  After all, Sarah had just gotten to see every inch of
her.

   "No, i'm flat and my butt's too big and i look like a little girl"
Katherine argued.  Sarah couldn't really argue with that either. 
Katherine's round face and large, innocent eyes made her look very young;
And, despite Catie's firm body, her butt was quite large, a bit of a ghetto
booty.  and her chest was so flat, unproportionally so.  If anything her
curvy backside made her top look smaller by comparison.

   Sarah didn't say anything.  sadly, she agreed a little: despite
Katherine's beauty, these problems she had with her look were real. 
Finally her mother pulled up.  They hugged again, then Katherine crawled
into the car.

   Katherine's mother had a scowl on her face as she drove.  Katherine
looked out the window, not wanting to talk about it.  Her mother did
though.

   "Care to explain yourself?" her mother demanded.  Katherine was
confused. she thought her mother was going to try to comfort her like
Sarah.

   "Explain what?"

   "Well, i got a call from Mr.  Davis, who was Chaperoning the prom.  He
said you flashed the entire party!" She shot over a steely eyed look.

   "What?!" Katherine was mortified.  "mom, my dress broke!"

   "Katherine, come on: I'm supposed to believe that?!  Clothes don't ,just
fall apart like a movie!  besides, you've done this before!"

   "Mom, i was ten!" her mother was referring to a story she often did: at
her aunts wedding Katherine had ripped off her dress to go swimming in the
pool.  She was too young to think anything of it, she just wanted to swim.
The whole reception had stood there, watching and laughing while her mother
pulled her from the water and tried to force her back into her dress. 
Katherine, enjoying her innocent nudity, had run away, with her mom chasing
her, trying to dress her.  It was a story her mother often told,
embarrassing Katherine.

   "I heard something else to!" her mother said.  without another word she
reached over and pulled down the front of Katherine's dress, exposing her
chest!  She screamed, pulling it back up quickly.

   "MOM!" Katherine was horrified!  hadn't see been exposed enough?  she
clung to her dress like a life ilne.

   "It's true then!  Kathrine's mother said.  "you've been lying to me for
years!  Stuffing your shirt like that!  And then everyone seeing!  do you
know how stupid this makes me look!" Katherine couldn't believe it: she'd
just been exposed in front of a huge crowd, and her mother was trying to
make it about herself?

   "I don't know how I'm going to explain this to my friends!  You're in so
much trouble!" Kathrine just stayed silent for the rest of the drive,
fearful of what was to come.  She couldn't believe she was being punished
for something that had already been so harsh to her.

   `They arrived at the house.  Katherine wandered upstairs, showered,
slipped on her pajamas and slept restlessly.  She awoke dazed, thinking it
had just been a dream.  It seemed so real but at the same time was too
horrible.  Eventually, the reality set in: everyone she went to school with
had seen her topless!  It was almost too much to think about, too horrible
to remember clearly.  In an attempt to distract herself she plodded to the
shower, enjoying a long, luxurious wash.  She dried off, wrapped herself in
a towel and went into her room to get dressed.

   When she went to get dressed she noticed something strange.  She had
just done laundry, but all her bra's were missing.  she must have forgotten
them in the dryer.  she walked out to the laundry room, but ran into her
mother and several friends in the kitchen.

   "Uh, hi..." Kathrine said awkwardly, holding her towel tightly.

   "Kathrine, why are you parading around in a towel?" her mother demanded.

   "I...  I couldn't find underwear." she said reluctantly.

   "Oh, i threw out all your bras." her mother said nonchalantly, in front
of everyone.

   "Mom!?!" Kathrine gasped.

   "Why'd you do that?" Janis, one of her mother's friend's asked.

   "Oh, it turns out she's been stuffing her shirts and such, i didn't feel
it was healthy."

   "Kathy!" her mother's other friend turned to the shocked girl.  "there's
no need to do anything like that!"

   "I agree" Janet said.  "after all, you're still young, you'll have
plenty of time to develop in high school."

   "Actually, Kathrine's just finishing high school." her mother said. 
Kathrine was horrified by this conversation about her.  Janet thought she
was an underage girl!

   "Really?!" Janet was obviously shocked.  "but, that would make her..."

   "Yes, she's eighteen now.  Which is why i feel, since she's obviously as
large as she's going to get she should learn to deal with it instead of
trying to hide it."

   "That's very reasonable." one of the women said.

   Kathrine just wanted to disappear off the face of the earth.

   "But, what can i wear mom?" Kathrine whined.

   "We'll go shopping later, after you do your chores."

   "But mom, i can't do my chores in just a towel!"

   "Actually, i was just about to do a load of laundry anyways." her mother
stood and walked towards Katherine.  Before the confused girl could react
she grabbed a loose corner of the towel and ripped it away, leaving the
girl naked, small beads of water running down her every exposed inch. 
Everyone in the room was shocked: most of all Katherine.  By instinct she
covered her chest, leaving her cleanly shaven crotch exposed to everyone
before noticing and wedging one hand between her thighs.  Somehow, the fact
that it was a room full of adult women made it even more embarrassing, made
her feel even more like an exposed little girl.  Especially their smiles.
she had saved her bare form for so long: and now, whenever anyone saw it
they just seemed to laugh.

   Finally, she realized she needed to move.  Still holding her hands over
her chest, she turned around and ran up the stairs, her completely bare
butt contracting and shaking with every step, as though it were begging for
attention.

   "Don't forget your chores!" her mother yelled up after her.

   ` In her room, Katherine struggled to catch her breath.  She was still
naked, braced against her door as though barring anyone from entry.  her
hair was disheveled, strands across her face.  her round face was flushed
solid.  They had all seen her naked!  true, at the prom she hadn't been
very clothed, but at least her vagina had been covered.  Even now it was
fully exposed, she could feel the air on it.  Locking her door, she almost
ran to the closet.  Even in her own room she felt uncomfortable being fully
nude.

   She put on underwear (yellow cotton panties) and a pair of jeans.  The
top was more difficult.  without her form enhancing tops most of her shirts
were too large for her, risking even more unwanted ex poser.  Finally, she
just pulled a heavy brown sweater on.

   After this she went outside to work on her chores.  Since her parents
had gotten divorced, the responsibility of maintaining their large property
had fallen upon her.  On weekends she normally had to do five hours of
mowing, racking, weeding and other similar tasks.  Today was no exception.
At first she welcomed the work to get her mind away from her troubles over
the last twenty four hours.  But the day was hot, almost 100 degrees, and
quickly she realized that a wool sweater wasn't the best attire for such
work.  She was pouring sweat, her clothes soaked in it.

   Finally, by early afternoon she was done.  She dragged herself to the
house.  Her mother was lounging inside, watching daytime television and
drinking a bloody mary.

   "Did you finish your chores?" her mother asked.

   "Yeah."

   "Well then let's get you some new clothes." she said, setting down her
drink and picking up her purse.

   "now?  mom, i need to take a shower!" Her mother just shot her a look
and started out the door.  dejected Katherine followed her into the car. 
Katherine rode in silence: her mother chatted on the phone mostly.  Finally
they arrived at the mall.

   entering the store, Katherine instantly appreciated the air
conditioning. She followed her mother, then noticed where they were headed.

   "Mom, why are we going to the Nordstrom's kid's department?"

   "I told you, to buy you new clothes."

   "Yeah, but why here?"

   "Well, i can't trust you to buy your own clothing.  besides, you'll fit
into these clothes much better." Katherine was frustrated, following her
mother angrily.  Her mother grabbed piles of clothes while Katherine
pouted. Finally her mother forcefully handed her the stack of garments.

   "Go try these on, i want to see how they look." grumbling Katherine
headed into a changing booth.

   ***

   Dan had been at the mall all day, shopping with his girlfriend. 
actually, she'd been shopping, he had just been following her around
carrying stuff.  In his boredom his mind drifted to Katherine.  The sight
of her at prom, helpless, clothed only in a thong had been haunting him. 
It was all he could think about.  She'd looked so hot and vulnerable.  This
girlfriend Julia could sense this, and had been more haughty then ever.

   "Why are you so hung up on that tiny titted little tease anyways?" she
said at one point.  true, Julia did have a great rack.  But, something
about Katherine that he just found irresistible.

   As if on que, he sees Katherine and her mother walk into Nordstroms. 
ignoring his jabbering girlfriend he watched her enter the kids department.

   "Hey Julia." he says, interrupting her.

   "What?" she says, vaguely annoyed.

   "Hey, i got to get my little brother...  a gift.  Want to go over to
Nordstroms?"

   "Well i guess, but i still have to go by the gap later."

   "Yeah, okay, we'll do that next."

   "Fine."

   ***

   Katherine entered the changing room and stripped off her sweater and
jeans.  She looks in the mirror: from wearing such clothes on a hot summer
day she's pretty sweaty.  Her thin yellow panties are soaked in it, turning
the already thin material transparent.  She turns to see the obvious line
of her crack, then faces forward again to see the dark triangle where her
pubic hair showed though.

   Katherine started trying on the clothes, but quickly stopped: they were
horrible!  dorky, child like clothes, shirts with ruffly sleeves, pleated
skirts.  She picked up a pair of high cut panties: she threw them down in
disgust.  She wasn't going to wear anything like this!

   "Mom!" she yelled out the stall, looking over the double swinging doors.

   "Katherine, don't shout at your mother!" her mom barked, walking over.

   "Sorry mom..." Katherine apologized, a little embarrassed that even at
eighteen her mother commanded her so forcefully.

   "That's fine: now what's wrong?" her mother asked.

   "I can't wear these clothes mom!" Katherine said, half a statement, half
pleading.

   "Why not?  did they not fit?" her mother asked.

   "They look horrible mom!"

   "Oh come on Kathy: they can't look that bad." her mother said casually.
She grabbed the two doors and swung them open, revealing Katherine's
topless form to the whole mall!

   "MOM!" Katherine screamed, causing half the heads in the store to turn!
Katherine cupped both breasts with each hand, having nowhere to retreat in
the tiny room.

   ***

   Dan had been hovering close to the changing rooms since seeing Katherine
enter.  He pretended to browse, while imagining Katherine shedding her
layers behind those doors.  When He saw Katherine peak over the door, her
bare feet and calves showing below, he stopped and just stared.  Then, a
miracle happened: her mother opened the door, revealing Katherine in all
her glory.  He only caught a quick glimpse of those perk little breasts
before she threw her hands over them.  She stood with her moth open, eyes
wide with shock.  Her knees were locked together, her feet pointed inwards
awkwardly.  he could even see the dark square of her crotch through her
thin panties.

   "SHUT THE DOOR!" she screamed in shock, locking eyes with him for a
moment.

   He didn't turn away, he wasn't about to miss anything.

   She was horrified: this was the third time she'd been humiliated like
this in front of Dan.  She turned away, giving a view of her shapely
backside to the giggling crowd.  She heard the laughter and jeering.

   Only one person was not amused: Julia.  She saw the look on Dan's face.
Also, she didn't believe for a second that Katherine had ended up twice by
accident: she was sure it was pathetic, desperate attempt to get back with
Dan.  And, from the look on Dan's face it seemed to be working.  Well,
Julia wasn't about to let some other girl mess with her boyfriend: she
vowed to get even with Katherine somehow.