Rip

Standing on the pitcher's mound Renee was waiting for the batter. “Man, playing without underwear is harder than I thought it would be. Hopefully no one can see my nipples through my jersey. And god I don’t remember these pants riding up so much” she thought to herself. Not realizing that losing her underwear hadn't been her brother's only laundry blunder the other day. Causing everyone's clothes to shrink slightly. Not much to notice, except for items that were already tight fitting. Like Renee’s softball pants for example. Which, like the bikini she borrowed the other day, wasn't going to be able to contain the strain from her glorious assets for long.

In fact, seeing the girl up to bat signal that she was ready Renee wound up to pitch. Doing her signature leg kick, getting ready to put everything into her throw. Tight pants with no panties be damned. When…

*Shrip!!*

…those tight white pants split up her crotch. Exposing her red and pink rose garden, fully bloomed one would say. Noticing instantly Renee disengaged her pitch, her gloved hand instantly going towards her crotch.

*Whistle!*

“Time out!” The umpire called having seen the wardrobe malfunction.

To this Renee quickly waddled towards her team's dugout. Whining as she felt the tear widen as it went up her butt.

…

Ten minutes later…

Renee stood in the outfield, awkwardly with her glove still firmly pressed to her crotch. After a long back and forth between her coach and the administration Renee was left with a dilemma. She could either keep playing despite the malfunction or have her team forfeit the game for not having enough players. Of course three team members weren't able to show tonight, of all nights.

So here Renee stood, as far as she could from the action and the large crowd, not wanting to let her team down by killing their winning streak with a technical loss. Understanding this they all promised to try and pick up the slack and make sure her job tonight would be to just fill a space.

Unfortunately…

*Ping!*

…there was a ball flying right towards her. Well more accurately over the fence right behind her. A potential home run with two bases loaded. Potentially putting her team three points in the hole. A steep hill to climb back from, unless Renee stopped it.

“Fuck” Renee swore, locking in. Instantly taking off for the fence line, air rushing past her pussy. Guessing the arc of the ball, Renee jumped and grabbed as high as she could lifting her body and arm as high as possible.

*Clap!*

Right into her glove.

“Yea- wah!” Renee yelped, about to celebrate when gravity caught up to her. Losing her balance she fell with all her weight.

*Shrip!*

*Shrip!*

“Gah!” Renee yelled as she hit the ground on her butt. Her attention soon went to the audience going crazy, looking at her glove she realized she still had the ball. Ecstatic, Renee quickly brushed off the pain from falling, got up glove raised with the ball. Jumping with joy and excitement. Though something, well many things, felt off.

Looking up and behind her she saw something that made her heart skip a beat. There hanging from the top of the fence was both her pants and Jersey. Eyes full of horror Renee looked back to see the jumbotron replaying her game-defining catch.

In slow-mo she watched as she ran to the fence, her gravity defying jump up to near the top of the fence, and the catch. It would all be so great if it stopped right there. However the footage went on.

She watched herself fall, her jersey and pants strain then tear in multiple places, her young nude body exploding free. Leaving her to land on her ass, tits and thighs wobbling like jello, in just her cleats, socks, and team baseball cap. Then her oblivious self got up raising one hand in the air to show she still had the ball, and the other doing nothing to cover herself. Still in slow-mo she jumped in celebration. Making her bounce in all the right places. Eventually the footage cut back to a live feed. Which showed Renee staring off dumbly, still not covering herself.

“Ah! Why?!” She screamed, hands slapping to her lady bits.