She risks it!

Victoria knew she didn’t have much time. Even if she shouted for the woman to go away, that door was opening regardless. She just had to use all her might and push through. With a hard jerk and some added strength, she shoved her arms forward!

There was a ripping sound but she’d done it, the shirt FINALLY on and over her head. Except her flight kept tumbling her forward and she landed with a thud, knees and chest taking the brunt of the impact.

“Owwwww,” she groaned, face down on the floor.

“Oh my gosh! Are you okay?!”

Victoria’s face went cherry red, craning her neck to see a woman upside down in the room and running towards her. The woman’s gaze was glued to Victoria’s backside, high up in the air and the stupid glittery shorts with shooting stars wedged deep into her ass crack. More than her ass crack, the AC making it very clear her pussy lips were being flossed by the crotch of these shorts while she was face down, ass up on the floor in front of a stranger who had a good enough view she could count Vic’s folds if she wanted to.

Victoria shot up, chest bouncing and sending so much glitter into her face that she had to spit a little before talking.

“I’m fine! Just, uh, I fell!”

“Oh,” was all the woman said. Thankfully she wasn’t staring at Victoria’s cameltoe, although staring at her boobs was much better. “You uh, your clothes…”

“Yes, I know, they’re awful.”

“No, they’re great! I mean, uh, you’re great…in them. What I meant was your shirt has rips…”

Puzzled, Victoria looked down and saw practically all of her cleavage, the material between each “G” on her shirt now ripped and showing her tits instead. Lovely, just lovely. The woman then gestured toward the sleeves and sure enough the seam at the armpit was ripped. Thank god she shaved before this, but ugh the chafing and her own smell when this was all done was going to be unbearable.

“Anyway, I’m Melissa,” the woman said, trying her best to ignore the fact that Victoria was practically half naked. “Breanna said to help with your hair?”

Victoria’s hair was an absolute mess after this whole fiasco. “Thanks, that’d be a huge help, sorry to make you work harder for my sake.”

“Oh, don’t mention it! I’m *very* glad I walked in.”

Victoria bet she was. Melissa made her way back to the door for Victoria to follow and now her heart was beating fast. God, was she really about to go out there like this? She looked like a rejected cheerleader from some porno. But it wasn’t possible to cancel at this point and they were about to start, Breanna already on the mic to talk to the crowd. She was so behind, even after trying to hurry. But she still needed a second. “Hold up.”

Melissa did, thankfully before opening the door for everyone to see as Victoria reached back and grabbed a handful of the shorts, picking her wedgie right in front of this stranger and not caring. They were already riding back up, but it was a bit better. She hoped. She did the same with her cameltoe, sliding a finger inside to hook the material and yank it out, all while Melissa watched with a blush. Great. Her chest was another concern though. There really was nothing she could do about it other than just wearing the way too tight sports bra but that would be way too lewd for something like this.

Honestly, she might just be better off running out there now, more time spent sitting down and doing her hair could just make this hole in her shirt even bigger and wedgie even more intense.

On the other hand, she really could use some time to regroup and freshen up so she didn’t look like a total nutcase in front of all the women. She was going to sweat and get dirty anyway, but starting off strong was important.

Melissa opened the door and all eyes went towards her chest and then her face. Breanna was still hyping up the crowd because she was awesome, even if she needed better clothes for guests. Victoria had to make a decision on what to do.