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The Ceiling Gives Way
It took her a few minutes to force up one of the cieling tiles, and another to start to force herself up into it, her hot, sweaty body making matters harder. She pulled herself up, putting the weight of her body on the first cieling tile and it cracked, giving way.
Megan flailed, trying to catch herself, but as she did she felt her T-Shirt snag on the edge of the tile, riding up her body.
She couldn't help but let out a little scream as she fell, and another as she jerked to a halt, her T-Shirt the only thing holding her up to the cieling. A single wiggle was all it took for her to slip further, her body falling out of her shirt, until it bunched at her armpits.
She hung there for a moment, suddenly realising her predicament. her body was almost completely exposed, hanging there, her green bra and panties on full display as she flailed, trying to escape.
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