Prayers Answered

“Damn half her ass if basically out”

“If the wise men followed the star of Bethlehem to find baby jesus, I wonder what that half moon will lead us fools to”

“I’m with Mother Mary, I too would ride an ass like that from Nazareth to Bethlehem”

Renee cringed as she heard the comments from the boys following her. Wondering if everyone else behind her was too focused on her bouncy rear, as her shorts rode up more and more, to say anything to admonish them. Why wasn’t she doing anything to cover up and hide her ass, possibly walk in the back, or maybe just undo the annoying wedgie? Well you see Renee was voluntold to be both the hikes trail leader and crossbearer. So she didn’t have much say in where she could walk among the group, and she had to walk with a wooden cross just big enough to have to carry two handed comfortably. The only silver lining is that she got to set the pace for the group. Though sadly that's more of a double edged sword. Either she walked faster to get through it sooner and made her bubbly rear jounce all the more beautifully, as well as have her shorts climb up her supple cheeks with matching haste. Or she took it slow and allowed everyone to really take in the sight of her pale rear.

Renee chose to bite the bullet and pick up the pace to just get the bullshit over with. Which mercifully led to the group reaching the first trail marker telling them they’re a quarter of the way through and warning of loose uneven ground as they continued. For Renee though, that meant she could finally put the cross down and manage the fabric annoyingly bunched up between her pale glutes, as they planned to take a break at every trail marker to catch their breath, hydrate, and pray.

Sweaty, annoyed, and not looking forward to continuing but knowing she’d have to Renee had one prayer. That her stupid shorts would just stop. Which ironically was nearly word for word what many other prayers including Father Max were asking for, well with the added word of “existing.” So in a way both prayers were answered soon after as Renee reluctantly went to pick the cross back up. Loose uneven dirt slid out from underneath one of her feet making her fall forward. To save herself a face full of dirt Renee reflexively went into a hand stand, legs spread as they already were to maintain balance she did an air split.

So if the goal was to save herself from a dirt bath Renee succeeded, while everything else fell or came apart literally. Loose tank top fell down her torso, over her head and pooled around her splayed out hands. Her now bare pale breast drooped down towards her face. While her tight shorts couldn't handle the sudden and overwhelming strain, snapping along her left hip to then uselessly dangle on her right thigh.

So in just one moment Renee went from fully (if barely) clothed, to doing a naked hand stand with her full breast, upside down heart bush, and spread pink clam all exposed to the entire group of religious perverted hikers.