Badly. But everyone else has a blast!

"Look at those singed boobs bounce!" One of the teenagers laughed as Bella stomped toward them.

With her blouse more or less completely reduced to ash, Bella was left with just her pink bra to support her bountiful breasts. The soot-streaked mounds jiggled and swayed, threatening to pop out of the inadequate undergarment with every step.

Her cheeks turn deeper red as all eyes were focused on her mostly exposed chest. But Bella tried to maintain her stern and commanding posture as she approached the tallest teenager. He seemed to be the leader of the group.

"You're going to regret this!" She snapped, poking the teenager in the shoulder and flipping back her singed hair as she pulled out her phone, "I'm calling the police!"

"I can't get in trouble with the cops!" The teenager girl taking selfies gasped as others muttered similar concerns.

"Then I guess we've got ****," the leader of the group said, rising up to his full hight and glaring down at the shorter Bella. "Everyone RUN!"

The teenagers scattered in an instant. Boys and girls ran off in different directions and two bumped into Bella as they made a break for freedom.

Losing her footing, Bella tripped and tumbled straight toward the box of fireworks that the teenagers had left in the middle of the clearing.

"UGH!" Bella grunted, landing ass-first on the fireworks with a dozen, pointy explosive devices poking the soft flesh of her round bottom. "Oh dear..." was all the trapped young woman could say, her legs and arms wriggling ineffectually as she sat, trapped in the box with fuses burning down all around her.

KABOOM!

The fireworks beneath her all exploded at the same instant, engulfing Bella in a bright burst of light, flames and coloured smoke before she was thrown into the air by the blast.

"Eeeeeeeek!" Bella shrieked, her ass on fire and her skirt disintegrating to ash as she flew high above the trees.

Wearing little more than her singed underwear and the smouldering scraps of her blouse and skirt, Bella flailed her arms as she soared out of the park and toward a bustling city street.

The teenagers all stopped to look back at the sound and watched in awe as the almost naked Bella flew through the sky leaving a trail of sparks and colourful smoke behind her.

"Hashtag, Rocket-Girl!" the teenager with the camera giggled as she filmed the exposed Bella's fiery flight.