Yes

As it was, the top lasted slightly more than thirty seconds.

Robyn handed over a white t-shirt, which Sandry squeezed into and stretched to the limits of its capabilities to cover her breasts, still leaving a discernable outline of her nipples which almost sent their maths teacher into cardiac arrest when Sandry sheepishly walked into the room.

She had the undivided attention of everyone in the room as she sat down, the tight top only slightly better for her than her previous lesson, and somehow more erotic for its clinginess.

Halfway through the lesson, the teacher was asking questions of the class and Sandry, as usual put her hand up to give what she was sure was the correct answer.

RRRIIPP!!

That was it for the t-shirt, which finally gave up from the strain and split neck to navel, Sandry's impressive breasts bursting free once again.