Her bra, but...

Looking down in disbelief Isabella found her worn bra was destroyed. Split right down the middle which, along with her nipples newfound contact with the cold air through her pink top, left her shocked. Unfixable, Isabella slid the bra off under her shirt and discarded it before looking in the mirror. It didn’t look THAT bad, but she was fearful any kind of running would cause obscene bouncing!

Opening her locker, Isabella rifled through her spare clothes but found no bra. “Damn it… Looks like I’m just gonna have to bear it.” She cursed quietly before closing up the locker and heading for the door. Though she failed to notice in her haste the huge split down the middle of her spandex shorts, leaving a perfect window for her thong clad ass. Which fought desperately was for freedom with each step as she left the locker room.