Thankfully she doesn't

Sandry settled her plump backside on the bull, breathing a sigh of relief that her feeling was wrong.

"Okay, are you ready, Sandry?" the presenter called over to her.

"Um... Sure?"

"Great! Three... Two... One..."

An air horn sounded, and the machine came to life, flinging her about. Sandry gripped tight to a leather strap on the bull as it tried to throw her off, jerking in every direction.

"Ten seconds!" she heard the presenter shout. Sandry tried to figure out if there was a pattern to how the bull moved, but every time she thought she had it, it changed.

"Twenty seconds!" Sandry suddenly felt her breasts, which had been jiggling about as she moved, gain a lot more freedom. To her horror, she saw them bounce out of her vest top and become exposed to everyone watching. She wanted to try and cover them up again, but she was using every bit of strength she had to hold on to the bull.

"Five... Four... Three... Two... One..." the machine seemed to get even faster and jerkier for the final countdown, but then the air horn sounded again and it came to a stop. Sandry slid off the device and onto the inflatable mat.

"Well done, Sandry!" the presenter smiled down at her, "You held on, even through your wardrobe malfunction."

Sandry suddenly remembered her exposed breasts, she tried to tuck them back inside her vest top but the straps had snapped. She blushed as she tried to hide her embarrassing predicament from the cameras. The presenter turned back to the camera,

"Sandry's one step closer to our jackpot prize, we'll be back in just a minute for her second challenge."