A ruined pair of panties

Unfortunately, the moment Jenna let go of her panties after pulling them up, they slid back down, even further than before. All of Jenna’s increasingly panicked further attempts to pull her panties back to where they should be met with similar results.

An inspection of the garment in question quickly revealed the problem. When the currently **** Rattata had dragged her to the ground, it had snapped the panties’ elastic, and her attempts to pull them up over her “generous” ass had only stretched the waistband out further.

The result was clear. Either she held her panties up by hand or they ended up pooling at her feet. There was only one option if she wanted to retain her modesty.

“The next time I see Red I am going to kill him.”

Grumbling, and with her hands firmly grasped upon her ruined panties to keep them up, Jenna continued on the path to Viridian while doubling her efforts to remain out of sight.