Misfortune strikes Mackenzie

Mackenzie blushed as she quickly side-stepped an oncoming ball, winding slightly as her full, round breasts noticeably swayed with her movements. Gym class had only been going one for 10 minutes now, and five those were the class getting their stretching in.

Stretching wasn't too much of a problem for Mackenzie. She was able to move in such a way that kept her boobs from swaying blatantly. But it still seemed like her large breasts were catching eyes of the guys and even some of the girls.

It only got worse when the game of Dodgeball began. Mackenzie opted to try get hit as often as she could, that way she could just stand on the sideline. But she didn't want to make it look like she was just throwing the match either, so there there were a few times she would be sprinting towards a ball, or jumping out of the way. And with how big her chest was, it didn't take much for them to bounce and jiggle enticingly.

"Man, check out Mackenzie today!"

"Those things are bouncing like crazy, is she not wearing a bra today?"

"You think those rumors of her being a streaker are true?"

"You can totally see her nipples poking through her shirt!"

Mackenzie's face only burned a darker shade of red, and she stopped her attempts at dodging to allow one of the balls to hit her in the shoulder. The redhead then crossed her arms over her busty chest and quickly made it to the section of the bleachers that were pulled out. Noticing that Lily was there, Mackenzie plopped on the floor, wincing ever so slightly as the bleachers scrapped against her back. Not to mention her breasts giving a pretty obvious bounce from the sudden motion.

"You holding up okay?" Lily asked, placing a supportive hand on Mackenzie's shoulder.

"I'd prefer if everyone would stop looking at my boobs." The busty redhead answered with a sigh, closing her eyes and allowing herself to rest. Her arms crossed over clothed breasts in an attempt to shield them from any prying eyes.

"Right...sorry I can't help you with that part..." Lily sympathetically said.

The redhead just sighed again. "It's fine...we just have another 40 minutes to go until-"

"Mackenzie...." a voice out in front of her called.

The unlucky beauty looked up to see a familiar face throughout the year. She was a woman in her late twenties with dirty blonde hair pulled into a pony tail. She was on the tall side, and had a toned body. It the P.E. teacher, Coach Lewis.

She was bit on the strict side, especially when it came to students pushing themselves. But she was one of the kinder teachers, and often showed sympathy for the few times Mackenzie had wardrobe malfunctijs

"Please stand, Miss Fairbairn." She politely instructed the redhead.

Not wanting to get in trouble, Mackenzie quickly tried to rise to her feet. Only for her tabletop to give resistance. She tried again, only for it to not budge.

With a grunt of frustration, Mackenzie pushed off with much more force, only for the resistance to fight back for a third time. But eventually it gave way, but not without a price. The loud sound of tearing fabric filled the air as Mackenzie's tanktop tore from her upper back, just below from where her straps connected to the back panel of the purple garment. But it didn't stop there. The tears continued to towards the seams on either side of her top, tearing all the way to the bottom and off her body! With the entire back now, the front of her top merely hung in front of her, treating everyone behind her to her bare back, and to anyone to her side (such as Lily) was given lovey glance of her sideboob.

To make matter worse, as she rose, her shorts got caught next onto the bleachers, stretching out the elastic waistband out and away from her ass, giving everyone behind her a tantalizing glimpse of her green thong and the tops of her bare cheeks. The elastic soon reached its limit and snapped, causing the shorts to droop down. But they did stop at the thickest part of her round cheeks, baring half of her ass to the gym, along with the majority of her panties! Luckily (or maybe unluckily) for Mackenzie, the black shorts would've fallen striahht to the floor, if not for Mackenzie's generous proportions!

It just a matter of a few moments, Mackenzie had managed to damage her gym clothes almost to the point of no return. Her arms crossed over her large breasts, keeping her tanktop in place, but she had no idea about the condition of her shorts.

"Ummm, did I do something wrong, Coach?" She asked nervously, not liking the facts he was the center of attention.

"Not exactly. You are participating. But I have noticed your moves are...lacking." Coach Lewis explained.

Can you blame me? I'm braless right now!

"Umm...sorry about that. I guess I'm having a rough day." Mackenzie said instead, knowing that any arguing would just result in her getting in trouble. She began to shift her weight back and forth to distract herself, which also caused her shorts to slowly slide further down and past the point of no return. They slide down her long legs and plopped at her feet, baring the entirety of her thighs and her green thong to everyone behind her. Luckily for Mackenzie, no one had their phone, even if she was obliviously displaying her curvaceous ass to the world.

"I can understand that. But you do need to put a bit more effort. " the blonde woman requested.

"But I..."

"Mackenzie is afraid to participate due to some rumors about her. She just doesn't want to encourage them." Lily brought up as she stop to be beside the redhead, also having no idea about Mackenzie's shorts.

The coach sighed and she crossed her arms. "I understand, I really do. Just...do try this round. I'm about to head off to the Teacher meeting, but if you lose anything. You two are permitted to leave early..."

Mackenzie gave a sight of relief, that certainly made her feel better about class now. "Thank you..."

"Okay I'm off, oh, and Miss Fairbairn?"

Mackenzie tilted her head and shifted her weight again. "Yes coach?"

"Please pull your shorts back up..."

Mackenzie's blood went cold with Coach Lewis' words, she looked down to see her underwear on full display! She gave a cute squeak as she bent over to pull her shorts back up, her other hand still desperately pinning her top to her chest. A sharp wolf whistle came from behind her, causing her blush to deepen.

Mackenzie managed to get the shorts over her curvy cheeks, and she quickly sat back down again. Feeling both grateful that Coach Lewis had shown some mercy, but she also just wanted to crawl into a hole and die. It was already rough to play dodgeball without a bra on, now she felt like the slightest movement was going to put her boobs and ass on again!

Please tell me I can leave soon!

Sadly for Mackenzie, she'd be losing a garment soon...