Poorly for Mackenzie's underwear

Okay, this is officially a disaster, the embarrassed Mackenzie thought as she walked across the mall with Ryan. The two were holding hands and catching the attention of plenty of nearby shoppers. Well, Mackenzie was catching their attention at least. With so much skin on display she seemed better suited for a day at the beach than an evening at the mall. My outfit's ruined and I'm barely decent!

Mackenzie glanced over at Ryan, who quickly looked away, trying to make it look like he hadn't been staring at her partially exposed body. Still, she thought with a smile, maybe there are a few perks with being so underdressed. I've definitely got Ryan's attention now...

Unbeknownst to Mackenzie, a few of the eyes glued to her figure as she entered the arcade were from some of her classmates. Two other guys on dates of their own were severely distracted by the bombshell redhead across the food court, much to the dissatisfaction of the girls they were out with. They glared daggers at the skimpily dressed girl, a mixture of resentment and jealousy. This was the beginning of a series of events that would come back to bite Mackenzie in the ass much later on

But for now, Mackenzie continued her slightly embarrassing date, having quite a good time. She and Ryan spent the next half hour playing various arcade games and having a blast. But somewhere between the skee-ball, the basketball shooting, and the intense DDR sessions, Mackenzie's push-up bra was slowly reaching its limit. She'd had it for over two years now, and part of the reason it did its job so well was that it was technically a little too small for her C-cup breasts. Between its years of use and overstrained limits, the garment was just about ready to burst.

And then Ryan suggested, "Hey, how about that jump rope game?"

"Sure!" Mackenzie said, sealing her fate. After letting Ryan rack up an impressive score, Mackenzie stepped onto the machine. As the lights moved down towards her feet she jumped in place. The lights rolled around and she repeated the hop, her bouncing breasts straining against her bra. As the "jump rope" picked up speed, Mackenzie hopped faster and faster. Soon she was jumping as fast as she could and her heaving breasts took her bra past the tipping point. The hooks bent completely and the bra came undone, letting Mackenzie's breasts bounce freely under her shirt.

Mackenzie gasped and crossed her arms in front of her chest, instantly realizing what had happened.

"Are you okay?" Ryan asked, concerned at her sudden reaction.

"Uh... yeah." she said, "I'm fine. I've just gotta go to the bathroom real quick."

Mackenzie sped towards the back of the arcade, leaving a confused Ryan standing there. After ducking into a bathroom, Mackenzie slid her arms out of her bra straps and examined the broken garment. It was clear the back was completely ruined and there was no salvaging it.

"Shit!" Mackenzie hissed. "Of all the times to break..."

A toilet flushed from a nearby stall, and Mackenzie suddenly realized she wasn't alone in the bathroom. Panicking, the redhead stuffed the broken bra into the trash can and hurried out of the bathroom, now with one less item of clothing.

She found Ryan waiting by an air hockey table with a smile on his face. "Dare to challenge me? Just a heads up, I'm pretty good!"

"You're on!" Mackenzie said, matching his enthusiasm.

The two highschoolers played an intense game of back and forth, and soon they were both tied one point away from victory. As the puck soared towards her, Mackenzie saw her opportunity and she took it. She leaned forward and slammed the puck forward as hard as she could. It shot right into Ryan's unguarded goal, and Mackenzie glanced up to see him frozen in place with a shocked expression on his face. Thinking he was shocked at his loss, Mackenzie gave a victorious grin. But then she realized he was looking down at her chest. Her grin faded as she glanced down and noticed that the slight flow of air coming from the table, combined with her leaning so far forward meant that the air hockey table was blowing up her tiny shirt. Ryan was staring right at Mackenzie's bare breasts!

Mackenzie shrieked in surprise and embarrassment as she yanked her shirt back down over her boobs. She rose back up and tried to back away from the air hockey table, but immediately encountered further trouble. When she leaned so far forward, the top of her thong had risen out of her low hanging jean shorts. And its waistband had gotten hooked around the corner of sharp plastic that was the air hockey goal. When Mackenzie stepped backwards, she felt the fabric around her hips tighten drastically and noticed the black fabric stretching from beneath her shorts to the edge of the table. Before she could even think about unhooking the thong, it reached its breaking point. The hooked part of the waistband split and snapped back to Mackenzie's hips.

"Ah!" she gasped at the slightly painful sensation.

"Are you, uh... okay?" Ryan asked, walking around the table.

"Fine! I'm fine." Mackenzie said, blushing furiously. The ruined thong slipped off her hips and dropped out from under her shorts.

"Uh..." Ryan said, glancing at Mackenzie's underwear on the ground.

"C-come on!" Mackenzie said, grabbing his arm. She kicked the thong under the table, refusing to acknowledge the former garment any more. With an embarrassed fervor, Mackenzie lead Ryan out of the arcade. "Let's go see a movie already!"

Ohmygod ohmygod ohmygod, Mackenzie thought, her head spinning. Ryan saw my boobs I can't believe it I'm gonna die of shame this is the worst day of my life ohmygod!!

**** to salvage the date, Mackenzie suggested they see the latest action movie to come out and Ryan easily agreed. They bought a tub of popcorn to split and headed towards their theater.