You...again

There was no question that the ball was headed for you.  While accurate, the throw was not hard.  You set yourself catch it.  You lowered your hands to the level of the ball which is gut high as it passed the free throw line on the guys? side.  By the time it reached the mid-court stripe, your hands had passed your breasts and were in front of your face.  The ball continued to rise.  Your hands were over your head by the time it reached you.  You raised your head to look the ball into your hands, only to see another ball descending towards you from a high throw.

Instinctively you moved to catch this new threat.  You cried out as Tom?s ball bent back fingers on both your hands painfully before it went through your hands to land behind you.  The impact kept you from intercepting the descending ball.  It glanced off the right breast before bouncing back towards the guys? side.

The impact spun you slightly to the right.  You barely saw the ball hurling at you before it slammed across your left breast on its way to the back wall.  It spun you around.  You never saw Chris? throw as it caught you squarely in the back.  It sent you flying to land face down on the floor.  You slid past the free throw line and came to a rest near the end line. 

?Terrific.? you muttered to yourself.  In addition to being fresh meat, you had made yourself a target too good to pass up.  Not only had you been **** since you had been reeling from the previous hits.  You had staggered out to a place where they could attack from point blank range so you couldn?t react and they couldn?t miss.  They hadn?t?Not one of them.

The guys smiled as you rolled over and sat up.  Both your tits had popped out.  You hastily lifted your bra back into place and stuffed the girls back into place.  While you had no doubt you would have to show them eventually, you wanted to wait as long as could; especially since you needed the support of your bra.

Meanwhile, you watched as one of the balls bounced slowly towards Bill while the other bounded towards Tom.  Bill moved forward to intercept the ball.  He jumped back as Melissa launched the ball she picked up at him.  The low throw hit the ball he had been trying pick up.  That ball skittered over to the corner where Larry picked it up.  Melissa?s throw dribbled back to your side of the court.  Bill may have avoided Melissa?s throw, but Shannon followed up the blonde?s attack with a throw the caught him in the thigh with a loud thud.

On the other side, Tom tried for the diminutive Japanese gal.  Tomomi dodged it easily.  She snagged it as it bounced off the back wall.  Nicole snatched it from her hands.  Tomomi merely shrugged.

You stood up and reached for the waistband of your jeans.  You had barely touched the top or your pants when you realized that your right breast had popped free again. You looked down to see that the entire bra on your right side had slid below the level of your breast.  The strap on that side was loose, but still over your shoulder.  The band circled your chest, but it was loose.  You reached behind your back, but you felt the snaps were still in place.  You sighed.  That wasn?t the problem.  You could tighten the strap on your shoulder to raise the cup to its proper place, but you knew that it would not give you all the support you needed.

You sighed again.  You had ****.  You undid the snaps of your bra.  The guys? smiles grew wide at sight of your well developed chest in all its glory.  A quick scan showed no obvious damage, but you were sure that it had been ruined?stretched beyond usefulness.  You tossed it aside.  You weren?t happy about being the first to lose their modesty, at least in part.  That was nothing compared to the knowledge that it had taken only minutes to lose half your clothes.  Furthermore, you had lost them in a way where if you had to ?buy? them back, you would owe something to everyone but Larry.  It was a thought that made you bring your left arm over your chest.  It didn?t really hide anything, as your left breast was nestled in the crook of your elbow and your right nipple peeked out between your middle and ring fingers.  Still, you felt as if you had the support you needed for the next round.