Chapter 7
by 
Chiefy2404
What happened?
Ava’s shorts had enough
The ever-aware young lady on the treadmill was having the least fortunate time to not be her most aware, or aware at all, of what was unfolding behind her. AirPods of loud workout music mixed with her higher body temperature from the current high intensity run, left Ava not even feeling what tiny bit of change in temperature around her lower half had come.
The boys on the other hand, were uber aware, specifically after hearing the first tear heard of separating fabric. Upon the noise each boy’s head whipped around violently, locked in on the senior’s wobbling butt, but in particular the suffocating shorts painted on it.
With each impending stride of her run, Ava was unceremoniously straining another thread keeping the back of her shorts intact. The shorts began showing issues about halfway up, just a little below where typically the top of the buttcrack would start, only seeming further down because of the high-waisted nature of the yoga shorts.
“Guys, I think I can her shorts starting to split open!” Tony subtlety exclaimed, “I see asscheek! I’m starting to see Ava Vertelli’s bare ass!!”
Joey added, “I don’t see any color at all. I think she’s running commando under her shorts!”
Just then, the strain finally had become too much for the curvy Senior’s form fitting, skin tight shorts.
*RRRRRRIIIIIPPPPP*
Do her shorts leave her any dignity?
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