Felt something wrong with the clasp of her bra.

(chapter originally by ? at writing.com)

Mackenzie had cranked out a good 20 answers for the quiz in the time it took everyone else to flip the first page. She had always been a good tester, and that helped take the edge off as she slowly forgot what she was wearing. However, the air conditioning was doing nothing to help her as she was unable to dry herself off, this meant she was feeling extra chilly.

She was brought back to reality first by the chair she was sat on getting much colder as time went on, followed quickly by the tension in her bra as she felt her nipples perk up to the temperature. Although her face was fine as she felt blood rush to her cheeks.

It was then that Mackenzie noticed the tug on her shoulders, looking down she realized the bra she had picked out was a terrible decision after all, as it was one she had bought before her breasts had stopped growing, making it much too tight on her.

Mackenzie knew that the bra snapping was a very distinct possibility at this point, and given she was sat in a quiet study room surrounded by her classmates she would do everything in her power to stop herself from being exposed further. And so Mackenzie did the only thing she could, she loosened the distance between the back strap and the front.

Hunching over her desk meant that the strap pulled on her shoulder, so she straightened her back and thrust her chest upwards as far as she could manage. Of course this looked absolutely ridiculous, and the fact it was a push up meant it was obstructing her vision as well, as her C's covered the lower half of the page. Mackenzie found herself wishing she had something to cover her upper half.

Sweat dripped slowly down her neck as she strained her back to an arch, quickly cranking out another 6 questions as she held her position. Turning to the strap in between each one to monitor it. But sat in the obscene position she was in wouldn't last long, and this became evident as...