Her bikini top and jean shorts fall off mid photo!

Ann hoped that the rest of the shoot would be somewhat normal, devoid of any more embarrassing moments she’d have to endure. Unfortunately for her though, she couldn’t catch a break.

As the cameras flashed, Ann felt the knots to her bikini top loosen. Ann began to panic as she felt the strings of her bikini gliding off her body. She looked down with her mouth agape, trying desperately to keep the bikini on her chest by leaning back somewhat, as she didn’t want to halt the photoshoot.

But just like her bikini top, Ann’s jean shorts began to fall off her body too, quickly sliding down her long, slender legs.

Ann didn’t know what to do except freeze in total mental shutdown as she felt her clothes slide off her body. Her jean shorts collapsed to the ground, pooling around her ankles and exposing her red thong once again. After her shorts, her bikini was next to go as it fell down her chest. The small cups of the bikini got stuck against her hardened nipples at first, but Ann’s panicked breathing caused her chest the heave, leading to her garment to drop to the floor!

What was only a couple of seconds felt like eons of humiliation to Ann as she stood there, practically naked in front of the camera with her tits fully exposed. Ann had an intense red blush from her cheeks all the way down to her neck before her body could physically react, hugging her arms across her chest before crouching down in utter shame.

“Are you okay, Takamaki-san?!” Said Kashiwagi from behind the cameras. He sounded concerned, despite not moving from his position to help the poor blonde.

“I-I-I’m fine!” Ann replied in a panic as she shivered. She was so embarrassed, she couldn’t move from her crouched position. It was like her body was in power saving mode, preventing her from getting up.

“C-could I get a towel or something?”

It took Kashiwagi and her manager an annoyingly long time to respond to Ann’s pleadings, but eventually, one of Kashiwagi’s assistants came up to Ann with a white towel. Ann immediately snatched the towel out from the assistant’s hands and covered herself with it. Ann made sure to tie the towel tight around her chest, but not before side eyeing the employee that tied her bikini on. Ann could tell she felt bad, as she struggled to make eye contact with the now miffed model.

“I’m so terribly sorry, Takamaki-san. I guess that outfit was a bit loose on you.” Kashiwagi said a couple moments after Ann’s wardrobe malfunction.

Ann held herself back from tearing the photograph to shreds. She expected at least a sense of professionalism from Kashiwagi, but nothing about that day’s shoot was professional at all to Ann.

“Yeah, you could say that…” Ann replied with a stern grimace.