Performing

As she shuffled back into the main room, Sandry was relieved to see Miss Cooke had switched off the lights in favour of spotlights on the space she and the other two would be performing. She tried to convince herself that there was no one actually there, and they were just messing about in front of an empty room.

This lie she told herself only lasted until she heard a half-whispered "dude, look at her boobs!" from the darkness in front of her.

Sandry looked down at her chest, and to her horror found that what had looked opaque in the dim light of the costume room, actually went quite transparent under spotlights. Her generous chest stood out, clad in a black bra and so clearly displayed that she could pick out the details in its pink lace trim. Looking down further, her dark blue panties presented a smiling panda face through the tights.

"What's wrong... Hero Girl?" Robyn asked, in character.

"Um... I, er..." Sandry hated improvisation at the best of times, and this was not the best of times.

"Doctor Doom is attacking the city!" Edward announced, entering the room wearing his normal clothes, but with a blue t-shirt with a white star on it. He was having an attempt at an American accent.

"Then it's up to the Avengers to stop him!" Robyn adopted a heroic pose, her black catsuit creaking under the strain, and with a snap her belt broke and flew from her body. "Oops!" Robyn looked at the strip of material and self-consciously held a hand over her stomach where it had been.

"Too many supersize meals?" Edward laughed.

"Shut up." Robyn said quietly, she stepped towards the belt and bent to grab it.

There was a loud ripping noise.

"Oh, god." Robyn exclaimed.