This choice: As she addresses the crowd, she felt the seam on her blouse start to unravel. • Go Back...Chapter #7The seam of her blouse starts to unravel. by: Mr. George   Julie fidgeted with her cuffs, as she gave her impromptu speech. Hoping to inspire loyalty, with promises of support from Earth, and recognition of sacrifices made.
Her fingers tore loose a lacy addition. It was hard to make up a speech on the fly, with no powers backing her, and nothing she could actually deliver either. Cursing the station chief to herself for putting her in this situation. She still didn't want to undermine the Governor of the Jupiter Colonies. Not when she had to rely on for her return.
It was then that Julie noticed the cuff of her other sleeve was looking untidy. A sharp tug, removed the lacy trim, and she tried to jam it up her sleeve and out of sight.
The speech wasn't going across well. The gathering was obligatory, and they were not receptive to anything she was saying.
She switched tack.
"I can feel your anger... I understand your anger... And I'll do everything I can to solve all the problems you have..."
She took a deep breath. Then caught it, as she felt the stitching on her bra give. A hand snatching from the lectern to her blouse, to stop any obvious shifting. Julie discovered her whole outfit was disintigrating. The jarring move of her hand ensuring the stitching at her shoulder surrendered.
The sleeve hung loose, falling down her arm to the elbow. A worried glance to her other shoulder confirmed the stitching there was also gone, and gaps visible, and widening as she watched.
Trying to keep control of her fears, Julie took a deep breath. She felt the waist of her skirt give, and loosen. A hand snapped to her waist, ensuring it didn't drop to the floor.
A look to her audience saw anticipation. These were scientists, bored, capable and frustrated. As her outfit turned into separate pieces of cloth, every seam losing any coherence, she fled the stage.
The words of the Governor chastising the audience drowned out by the laughter, as Julie fled. Before reaching the wings, the back of her dress fell to the floor. Satin panties flashed to the entire crowd. Whoops and cheers, both male and disturbingly female echoed in Julie's ears, as she raced for her room.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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