Rachel hits a PR, but at the cost of her shorts

Mackenzie looked at the weight Rachel was about to put on her shoulders, and saw two big plates and two little plates on each side.

"Wow," she remarked to Molly, "that's a lot of weight she's dealing with."

"Really? I don't go to the gym that much," Molly countered, "how much is that?"

"I think that's 265 pounds she's going at."

"Wow! No wonder she's got a nice ass!"

"Molly!" Mackenzie slapped her friend's arm once again.

Having set everything up, Rachel put the bar on her shoulders, braced herself with a deep breath, and began her descent. While her form was impeccable, and her finish was ass-to-grass, Rachel quickly realized that she had gone down too fast as she heard a loud tear and felt something different about her shorts and panties.

"Uh oh," Rachel thought to herself, "did my pants just rip? And my panties too?"

It seemed that her quick descent had torn the elastic of both her shorts and her underwear, meaning they were no longer snug at her hips. While the squat kept them up for now, Rachel knew she had **** but to come back up eventually, and biomechanics quickly **** her hand as she went back up to the top of the rack, hoping that what she thought was about to happen was not about to happen.

Her hope soon diminished, however, as the garments slid right down her legs and pooled at her ankles. Having to step back to rerack the weight, Rachel saw everyone starting to point their phones in her direction, and once she was free she quickly pulled her bottoms back up, holding them in place with her hand.

"Wow, tough break," Molly continued.

"Yeah, the same thing happened to me once," Mackenzie confessed, "except it was old shorts, and not as much weight. Rachel wouldn't let me live it down."

"Well, she's getting her just deserts," Molly continued, "but her pants aren't enough. We need to have her lose the top as well."

"Are you serious?!" Mackenzie was frustrated, "How's that going to happen?"

"Just leave it to me," Molly winked at the redhead and started walking towards the guys on the bench pressing as much as they could. Rachel, meanwhile, had grabbed her stuff and was running towards the locker room, holding her shorts and panties up with both hands. The benches were in between the locker rooms and squat rack, and Mackenzie smiled at the thought of what Molly would do.