Isabel experiences further wardrobe malfunctions

(chapter originally by SpiralFelix at writing.com)

Isabel slung her bag over her shoulder. The bag that was once full of clothes now carried only Isabel's keys and purse. As Jake opened the door, Isabel followed him back out into the gym. She kept one hand on her loose and susceptible shorts and the other on the handle of her bag. Once again, most of the gym seemed to notice her as she walked through. She was showing a lot of one leg, but other than that, she seemed to be dressed rather conservatively.

Most of the attention quickly faded as she made her way across the gym without incident. Or at least, seemingly without incident. As she began walking, her unrestrained breasts had been bouncing against the front of her hoodie nonstop. An older hoodie, its front zipper wasn't what it used to be. With each step Isabel took, the zipper descended bit by bit. Isabel kept her eyes focused straight ahead on the exit doors. She wanted nothing more than to be out of the gym.

Jake looked over at one point and noticed that the gap in Isabel's sweatshirt was much larger. He could see all the way down between her breasts. The zipper wasn't stopping there as it booked its way all the way down her stomach and past her navel. Jake felt torn on whether or not to say anything, and before he could decide, Isabel felt a gust of cold air on her chest.

She almost managed to suppress her gasp as the zipper came completely undone and her open hoodie began falling away. She clasped her hands over her breasts as her nipples began to come into view. Her shorts instantly plummeted to the ground and so did her bag. The friction of the bag's handle pulled the hoodie off of Isabel's left shoulder. The bag stopped for a moment at her bent elbow before dragging Isabel's arm down and away from any attempts at modesty. Her bag's zipper, however, managed to catch on the edge of Isabel's thong, tugging it down her left leg several inches before the underwear gave way under the strain and snapped. The split garment fell to the ground uselessly over her shorts. The bag bounced once upon hitting the ground, carrying Isabel's half-thong and left hoodie arm a foot or so backwards. This yanked the right sleeve backwards as well and Isabel's arm was jerked back as the sleeve came off to her wrist.

Isabel stood there in the gym in nothing but her socks and shoes, her arms stuck in her hoodie sleeves and tugged behind her back.

Jake gasped in amazement as he got to see every inch of Isabel while she stood in shock. He saw her hard pink nipples, her luscious breasts, her shaven pussy and every inch of her legs. He was utterly speechless.

Isabel didn't try to hold back her gasp this time. "Ahhhhhhh!!!!" she shrieked as she frantically began trying to pull her arms out from the sleeves. Her breasts were sent bouncing with every jerk and tug. NO NO NO NO NO!!! she repeated over and over in her head as she finally tugged her arms free. She grabbed the hoodie and quickly tried to wrap it around herself. It took a few seconds with the arms inside out. Meanwhile all eyes (and some phones) in the gym were on Isabel once again. The hoodie seemed to be partially stuck in the mess of torn fabrics.

"Wait!" Jake yelled before Isabel gave a violent tug and the sound of splitting fabric filled the air. The hoodie came free, and half of Isabel's shorts were hooked on its zipper. Isabel crouched down and began yanking the shorts off the zipper. They came free, but the zipper itself was still stuck to them. The hoodie couldn't be zipped up at all now.

Isabel began frantically picking up shreds of her shorts and thong, looking for something to cover her lower half. The she realized she was accomplishing nothing but showing her ass off to the gym. Tears forming around the distressed girl's eyes, she tugged the hoodie down over her ass, sending her breasts spilling out. She tried to keep a hand securing the front of the hoodie closed and the back of the hoodie over her ass as she stood up and ran for the front exit.

She ran desperately into the daylight, not caring who saw her at this point, just wanting to leave. As she approached her car, she realized her keys were still in her bag, which was still in the gym!