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Chapter 11 by SpiralFelix SpiralFelix

How does Mackenzie's trip go from here?

Her wardrobe suffers even further

Now that she was back on the official trails, the prickly foliage and thorny bushes weren't much of a problem. They were still all around her, but the employees kept everything trimmed far enough back from the trails that they weren't an issue for anyone staying on the pathways. Mackenzie kept both hands resting on her ass as she walked the path, trying to keep her entire backside hidden from view as best she could.

Of course, this proved to be a bad idea before too long. Unsupported, Mackenzie's sizable breasts were bouncing with every step she took, further stressing both the torn and knotted straps. After just a minute or so of walking, the knot came undone, letting the left half of the crop top fall loosely away from Mackenzie's shoulder. The strain was too much for the remaining strap, and it finally tore in half completely. One moment, Mackenzie was walking a determined pace, worried about keeping her lovely half panty-clad ass obscured from view. And the next, her shirt fell away from her chest, completely exposing her bare breasts to the nature around her.

Mackenzie froze in place and failed to stifle a large gasp as the torn shirt scrambled away from her breasts, slid down her stomach, and pooled around her hips. The topless woman quickly clamped her hands over her boobs and blushed a deep red, worriedly looking around. Thankfully, the woods seemed just as deserted as they had been all day. Mackenzie gave a small sigh of relief and carefully began pulling the shredded garment back up her body. She tried to knot the straps together again, but the shirt was simply too loose and the straps too short. If she managed to tie one knot, it fell apart just seconds later, not allowing her to tie both at once.

The sky continued to get dimmer and dimmer, reminding Mackenzie that she didn't have the luxury of time on her side. Gritting her teeth, the redhead pulled the shirt over her breasts as best she could, and held it in place as she continued her trek. The once tank top, then crop top, now tube top, was far too loose to stay in place on its own, but it at least covered the bare necessities. Mackenzie absently let her right hand rest behind her, covering her exposed ass cheek.

Does Mackenzie's trip finally go smoothly for her?

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