More Incidents

Her thorny bushes and prickly foliage weren't much of an issue now that she was back on the official trails. Despite her proximity to them, the staff kept everything far enough back from the pathways so they weren't an issue for anyone using the pathway. In order to shield her entire backside, Emma clasped both of her hands together as she walked the path.

As it turned out, this was not the best choice. Along with the torn and knotted straps, Emma's massive breasts were bouncing with every step. Emma's crop top now hangs loosely from her shoulder, and the strain created by her walking was too much for the remaining strap, which broke in half. Emma was walking at a determined pace, worried that anyone would be able to see her ass when her shirt slipped from her chest, exposing her breasts entirely.

The topless woman watched as the torn shirt flew away from her breasts, slipped down her stomach, and gathered around her hips. Emma slumped in place with a gasp, blushing a deep red and anxiously looking around. Emma breathed a small sigh of relief as she gently grasped the shredded garment and began pulling it back up. The woods seemed just as deserted as they had been all day. Despite her best efforts, the shirt was simply too loose and the straps too short. Even if she tied one knot, it would fall apart moments later, preventing her from tying both at once.

Emma gritted her teeth as she held the shirt over her breasts as she continued on her journey. As the sky grew darker, the redhead realized she didn't have much time left. In addition to the once tank top, then crop top, and now tube top, it wasn't the tightest fit it could have been, but it did at least cover the bare necessities. Emma let her right hand slip behind her, covering her exposed ass cheek.