Her father eliminates the problem

Jenny watched as her father went into protective mode, and moved from the stop button to her aid, towering over her in seconds. His big hands reached down as the people-mover ground to a halt and got between her and the treadmill's gap. Jenny took a deep breath as she felt her father's strong hands brush against the soft flesh of her boobs.

Jenny watched as he grimaced, tearing the cotton from the maw of the machine with strength welling up from inside him to protect his youngest daughter from harm.

Unfortunately, the material tore from her body as well, leaving the curvaceous teenager topless in the airport.

The man's jaw just dropped as he held the shredded material in one hand, staring down at his daughter's wide pink nipples looking back at him like accusing eyes. The man just opened and closed his mouth, like an aquarium goldfish taking in air as he mouthed "I..I..sorry.. honey."

It was now time for Jenny's mother to leap into action as the girl tried to pull herself into a seated position with one arm, her other not adequate to cover the pendulous boobs as she tried to wrap it around them. Jenny looked around as she cradled her bare boobs, trying to keep her over-developed breasts from the prying eyes of airport patrons gathering around to see what all the commotion was all about.

Her mother gestured to her eldest daughter, crouched near Jenny's carry-on bag.

"Honey, get us out a bra, quick!" said Jenny's mother, her arm outstretched.

Everyone just stood and watched as her mother took the underwired lingerie and wrangled the bra around the girl from behind and harnessed the low-hanging boobs into the cups, lifting them and causing a dramatic cleavage to be formed as the teen was fastened into it.

"Teach you to leave the house without a bra, young lady!" her mother quipped, leaning against her daughter's ear as she lightly scolded. "Now a top!" barked the mom to her other daughter.