Head over heels

As Victoria stood up, she momentarily forgot to grab the waistband of her oversized panties, allowing them to drop and pool around her boots. This resulted in The DM tripping over her own underwear and falling flat on her face with a yelp, her ass sticking up in the air as Mrs. Jameson and the board gasped at the younger woman mooning them with her rash coated ass.

It took every ounce of willpower that Janice and Drake had to not burst into uncontrollable bursts of laughter.

Her face blazing, Victoria got to her feet and desperately bent over to pull up her panties...

Only for them to rip in two, reducing them to rags. And to make matters worse, a few buttons on her blouse had popped off her blouse from the impact, exposing some of her fake cleavage before grabbing her blouse with one hand and desperately trying to keep it closed. And that still said nothing but how her ass was still itching!

"What is the meaning of this, Ms. Adams?!" Mrs. Jameson shouted as Victoria grabbed at her skirt with her other hand, using it to cover her crotch.

"This... I... Well... Um... You see..." Victoria stammered, her face crimson as she gave a sheepish smile.