I have this embarrassing skin condition that requires a scrub during my shower every night before I go to bed with a special solution. Well, my parents had to go out of town one night, and they left me with my Aunt. My aunt doesn't knwo the meaning of the word embarrassed and doesn't think about anyone else being embarrassed, so she took me outside to scrub me after my shower. Thinking I would be allowed some coverage, I took a bathing suit, but she told me "You won't need that." I was deeply terrified! What if someone I knew from school saw me? I didn't dare explain my shame to my Aunt, so I acted cool. I sat my bathing suit down and came out in my towel I had wrapped around myself after my shower. I sat down in the kiddie pool my aunt had brought out to scrub me in, and then the moment of truth: "Take off your towel, Christie." I laid down in the pool and slowly removed my towel, looking to see if there was anyone around who could see. Luckily, no one was around yet. Just as I was beginning to think I might get away with this with minimal embarrassment, I looked across the yard, and in the neighbor's yard was my best friend's boyfriend! So far he hadn't noticed me, but it was only a matter of time for sure! Worse yet, he was playing basketball with his friends. Just then, my aunt made it a million times worse. "Christie, stand up, it's time to get the hard-to-reach places!" I froze. She couldn't be serious! Even she would understand my embarrassment here, wouldn't she? I told my aunt that I knew those guys playing ball in her neighbor's yard, and she said, "oh you want to invite them over? Okay. Hey guys!" my aunt began. "No!" I shouted, but it was too late. My aunt had caught their attention and they came walking over. I thought I was gonna die! "No, aunt Sue!" I begged. But it was too late, they were already there and gawking. I tried to cover myself as best I could, but there was no getting around it: I was going to die of embarrassment. Then, my aunt made it worse. "My niece told me you know her, so I figured you guys would want to help her out. She has this skin condition, and we have to scrub her all over to make her clean. I'm getting worn out, do you want to help?" The guys all smiled in unision, then said "sure thing!" My aunt handed them towels and scrubbing pads. I couldn't believe this was happening. Surely this was a dream! Then, my best friend's boyfriend, Ryan, told me to stand up and move my arms to my sides so he could get the "tight spots." God, I was trembling so much. My aunt was no help. "You heard your friend, Christie!" I slowly moved my arms down, and I could tell the guys thought they had hit the jackpot. They saw me in all my glory. I wanted to crawl into a hole and die. They began scrubbing, making sure to be extra long in the right places. Finally, they said they were done, when my aunt answered "Not yet!" She picked up the water hose and said, "Spread your legs, Christie!" I couldn't believe she was going to have me show my box off to all these people! I started to refuse, but I realized there was nothing I could do. I hung my head in shame and did as I was told. My aunt, furthering the humilation, sprayed out my pussy after she finished scrubbing me. Then she handed me a towel and told me to dry off. I wrapped the towel around myself and ran back into the house, feeling totally degraded and ashamed. I didn't dare tell my parents the humiliation I suffered, so I just feigned sickness for 3 days. It didn't do any good though, as my best friend was told the whole, shameful story and the whole school knew by the end of the week. I'm still trying to get a day without being reminded of it. :(