Way Too Loose Clothes

Victoria blinked a few times, as if the options would change if enough time passed. If things weren’t so rushed, she’d put her clothes back on and tell Breanna this wasn’t going to work. But Breanna had worked so hard at putting this together for her sake and Victoria would look like a massive diva if she held everything up by refusing to take part after all.

She held both uniforms and couldn’t stop cringing at the sight of the glitter covered top and short shorts, letting them fall back to the gym bag and settling for the darker uniform instead. It at least matched her underwear compared to the other and she really didn’t want to be picking glitter out of every crease of her body for the next few weeks by choosing the other. Besides, this whole basketball game was already dredging up memories of the past, there was no need to remind herself of it further.

The top went over her head with no issue, although the neckline was deep and the metal combined with the sheer size of it made it drape off her shoulders like a VERY daring dress. Her chest was on full display, not just from the front but anyone looking at her from the sides would see a fairly unobstructed view of how busty she was. It was unfortunate but at least her bra helped. She was definitely regretting wearing this bra though, the uniform only covering her pokies if she manually positioned it over them. The big A was more like an arrow pointing right at her cleavage. Annoying.

Victoria pulled the very loose shorts up, quickly packed her other clothes into the gym bag, and made her way to the doorway only a few steps away. She opened the door and heard the sound of metal against the floor. A wide-eyed blonde woman holding a variety of combs and bottles dropped her gaze from Victoria’s chest to her crotch and that’s when Victoria realized her bottoms had just fallen down in front of everyone getting ready.

Luckily, most people were too caught up in their preparations to notice as Victoria dropped down to a low squat, grabbed the shorts by their stupid metal stars and yanked them back up. The blonde was still a bit shocked but Victoria was very thankful she didn’t say anything about it as approached.

“Um, Breanna said to help with your hair? Not that I think you need help with it or anything, it’s gorgeous, you’re gorgeous haha, I just, it’s my job here, well I volunteer, but you know what I mean.”

Victoria politely nodded, both hands still committed to holding up the sides of her shorts. How the hell was she going to play in these?! But Victoria relaxed herself with a few deep breaths before spiraling, focusing instead on chatting with this equally nervous aspiring hairdresser. Victoria picked up little details on her, Melissa’s, life and aspirations and suggestions on where to eat after the game. It helped settle Victoria in. She’d done plenty of events like these before and had gotten good at the networking and being friendly with people she genuinely admired for volunteering in the community.

Melissa finished up and Victoria made sure to compliment her work on what she liked. And she meant it, Melissa helping to put her hair into a comfortable ponytail that wouldn’t give her a headache later and adding just a tiny bit of spray to help the gloss of her hair.

She really needed to talk to Breanna about these shorts but it was a whirlwind of movement and shouted countdowns as everyone got into their places. Breanna was already jogging out to the center of the court before Victoria could reach her and her stomach dropped.

The gym was packed, nearly every seat claimed. She wasn’t even brought out yet, but some people in the crowd had noticed her on the sidelines, waving or whispering loudly to one another as Breanna hyped her up. Victoria tried gesturing to her that this wasn’t going to work, that her shorts would be at her ankles if she so much as took three steps without holding onto them.

But Breanna mistook her hand signals as the A-OK to bring her out and now her stomach did a few backflips.

“Without any further ado, let’s hear it for Anta, I mean, Victoria!”

The crowd didn’t seem to care about Breanna’s misstep as it roared to life, cheers and clapping and whistling sounding out through the building to the point it would be impossible for Victoria to back out now. With a muttered prayer, Victoria jogged out to center court. Halfway, she realized the jogging was giving her chest a bit too much bounce for what was warranted at a charity basketball game and so she flew the rest of the way, the crowd cheering louder. Hands still gripping her shorts, she stood next to Breanna and smiled out at everyone. Breanna handed her the mic and Victoria carefully grabbed it, the shorts already slipping on the side she let go.

“Thank you all so much for coming out! Lets hear it for you guys, this community wouldn’t be what it is without you.”

Victoria used their applause as a break to yank her shorts up, the microphone smacking her ass in the process and booming before she brought it back up.

“When Breanna approached me about this idea, I really wanted to make sure I gave you all what you deserved. I can’t promise I’m as good as any of you, but I’m going to try and sometimes doing your best is the best thing you can do.”

Her shorts were dipping dangerously low and she took a second to pull them up before continuing.

“We’re going to have fun today, but most importantly we’re going to have fun together!”

She wanted to say more to thank them all, but instead Victoria handed the microphone over to Breanna, who thankfully took it all in stride, even though Victoria was fairly sure she’d been taking peeks down her shirt. Well technically there wasn’t enough shirt covering her chest to even look down but still.

Breanna explained how the charity game would work and gave some shout outs to some of the key volunteers. Victoria was mostly glad that the attention wasn’t on her so that she could pull the shorts up. She thought about tucking them into the waistband of her underwear but worried those metal stars would be heavy enough that if she fell during the game then they could bring her underwear down too. No, it was too risky.

“Now what do you say, Victoria? Wanna show these ladies a thing or two?”

Oh crap, she’d zoned out. Wait, right, she was going to use her powers for a few tricks before getting the game started. And then a basketball was flying towards her chest from one of college aged players. On instinct, Victoria caught it and then her shorts took a dive but she was able to react in time to grab them with one hand and pull them up, pretending to play it off as just holding the ball at her hip to pin the other side.

There was a cluster of laughter from some of the girls in the crowd who had undoubtedly noticed that her shorts were far too big and Victoria’s cheeks reddened a little. Then she realized everyone was waiting on her to actually do something and not stand there like an idiot.

She looked down the court at the hoop, trying to figure out what to do:

• Victoria plays it safe with a shot from the three-point line using her flight for a much higher than usual jump. It’s not very impressive and runs the embarrassment of her missing, but at least people will watch for the shot to go in so she can subtly keep her shorts up after shooting.

•Victoria keeps one hand on her waistband as she dribbles to the rim for a series of fancy layups. It requires some constant attention on her shorts but they definitely won’t fall down and she can get some cheers by using her flight to make a few difficult moves.

• Victoria is eager to get the attention on basketball and wow the crowd that turned out for the event with a dunk from the free throw line, using some flight and weightlessness for extra hang time before thundering it down. It’s definitely risky in terms of her shorts though, even if trying to devote one hand to keeping them and may end up with her in her underwear afterwards if she’s not careful.