Blouse Stuck

Yuki grabbed her math textbook from the top shelf of her locker, closed the door, and turned to hurry to first period.

That’s when she felt the sharp tug.

The back of her tight white button-up blouse had gotten caught on the jagged metal edge of the locker latch. The thin suspenders she was wearing — clipped to her pantyhose to help keep the blouse neatly tucked and in place — had snagged hard.

She frowned and reached behind her back, tugging gently at first.

The blouse didn’t move.

She pulled harder.

The fabric stayed firmly stuck. Because of the suspenders attached to her pantyhose, the entire blouse was now anchored tightly to the locker. The material stretched across her fuller breasts, the buttons straining even more than usual from the tension.

Yuki twisted her body, trying to free it, but the snag only got worse. A small rrrrrip came from the back seam near one of the suspenders, but the blouse refused to come loose.

She was stuck.

Leaning slightly backward toward the locker, her chest pushed forward, the tight blouse stretched obscenely across her bigger breasts. The short black skirt had also ridden up slightly on her thick thighs from the struggle, but the main problem was the blouse.

The hallway was completely empty. First period had already started, and no one was around… for now.

Yuki’s face burned with embarrassment as she continued tugging desperately at the back of her blouse. The locker door wouldn’t reopen properly.