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One of the reasons I like to illustrate things I've actually witnessed is so I can look back when I'm a doddering old fart and be reminded of them after the memories have long faded. So I would like to share that service with the rest of you!

Now fielding candidates for the August poll - True Stories! 

These would be true stories of ENF, wardrobe malfunctions and other accidental exposures witnessed by you or experienced by you (ladies only!)
I want to illustrate those mischievous bikinis and errant skirts, those overstressed blouses and southbound pants!


A few helpful tips--
Details! Lots of details! Paint a picture! Don't just tell you saw her panties- tell us the style, color, her reaction, etc etc.
Poetic license. A few creative flourishes can enliven a story. Just keep it within reason. No exploding clothes-- life isn't a anime (sadly.)
No overt cruelty. Pretty sure I don't need to remind any of you fine, upstanding folks, but the only casualty should be a woman's modesty. And possibly her wardrobe.

Be sure to also upvote and comment on the stories you like!

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I have one that may interest you 😊 It was back in highschool (the lady in question was 18 or 19 at this moment) The girl was a very close friend of me back them, we were always together, it classes, during breaks, and often after school She was a very pretty girl, she has dirty blond hair, and beautiful blue eyes and one of the sweetest smile I have ever seen. She was thin and athletic, in fact she was a pretty sportive girl (and if you're wondering about her chest she was somewhere around B or C cup (a large B or a small C)) She also has a nerdy side, she loved science and video games (probably why we went along so well) with a playful and cheerful personnality. (I must admit that I had a massive crush on her, but never got the courage to tell her) Well, now that you visualise her a bit better, let's get to the story 😊 As I said we were hanging together very often, and one late spring day we went to my little appartement after school to watch a movie together. She was wearing dark blue jeans and a grey tank top that let apprear her white bra straps. It was a pretty hot day, and my it was hot in my old appartment, and after half an hour she told me that she'll put on her shorts that was it her bag (her sport shorts if you want), and before I could say anything she just openned her jeans and pulled them down her leg, I think I'll remember this moment all my life, she was wearing a light blue bikini panties (or low rise briefs) with a cute cartoon duckling on the front. Not only that but her panties has been slightly lowered with her jeans when she took it off, and I saw maybe half a inch of her dark blond trimmed bush peeking above the waistband of her adorable panties. She quickly noticed and pulled them back up saying "oops" and laughing nervously. She then put on her shorts and we continued our evening together. I think this moment is probably what made me love ENF/EUF, and also unlocked my fetish for cute underwear. It has been a very inspiring moment for me indeed 😄 (I even created a character after her) (I've seen some other of her panties later, and she was always wearing cute ones, one day she even come to me saying "I have to show you something" and she showed me the back of her underwear, it was a white boyshort with a black skeleton hand printed on each butt cheek like it was grabbing it)

Anonymous

This is a prom related story, I experienced and witnessed. I come from a small town where prom is such a big tradition within the town. All the girls are required to wear these large puffy gowns similar to the size of Cinderella or pick whatever disney princess. All the guys were required to wear suits and some 3 piece suits which were very hot to wear especially since Prom is held on a day close to the approaching summer. The prom was held in our school gym or basketball court whatever you call it, so imagine lots of students in suits and puffy ball gowns. There is a also a sort of programme that happens where the ladies curtsey in the middle, bowing like a cupcake in the middle of the gym and the prom king and queen is announced and a dance happens, but before that we hang around, talk and dance with friends. It also felt like 100 degrees so it was very hot and I was sweating so bad in my suit, including the other guys. I thought to myself: "I can't imagine what the girls must be going through since their gowns are so big, there must be a ton of fabric on their legs squishing them and they would be sweating. When I met my prom partner, she was a wearing a dazzling, white gown that puffed and flowed like a river around her, accentuating her slender figure, while her honey-hued hair cascaded down her shoulders in loose curls, matching perfectly with the soft twinkle in her eyes. What I noticed was she was not sweating at all, she looked very radiant as her skin was smooth as porceleain, being lit with the gym lights. As we had fun, meeting friends, hugging and dancing, I noticed neither of the girls were sweating at all and they were the ones moving, jumping, giggling and screaming at each other while the guys were all sweating non stop. As me and my partner were dancing, I asked her why was she not sweating at all? or rather the girls. She laughed and thought it was a silly question and asked me why I thought of that. I told her it was because all the girls had these large ball gowns and there would be a lot of fabric on their legs making it as unbearable as the guys suits. At that moment she laughed so hard I got confused. She explained that there is no fabric under the gowns, she lifted her gown and revealed a hoop skirt. She explained nothing was touching her legs the whole time and it felt like she was walking and dancing in her underwear the whole time. She said she actually felt very chilly because it was very breezy. The gym floor normally was very reflective when the lights are all turned on but since they were slightly lit and dimmed before the programme, I could see what she was talking about, when I looked at the floor, I could see the reflection of my prom partners legs under her gown just standing and nothing touching them, with her wearing pink panties. I was so shocked at this revelataion and asked if this was the same for all the girls. And she said yes! Every girl is wearing the same thing and they all know about it. That's why its very airy! I began to look around and saw that every girl when they danced with their friends and hugged had a hoop skirt and you can see through the floor, that nothing was touching their legs and I saw all their panties. I gave my prom partner a look of shock and disbelief about to say the next word but the programme began. As the programme began, each of us had to escort our partner to the center and they would curtsey and bow. While this happened every pair that came before me had a sweating guy and a breezy looking gal. And I could see through the reflection of the floor, their legs with nothing touching them. Each panty different from the other, pink, white, blue, red, orange, stripes, patterns. It all kept coming. It looked like no one seemed to know except me and the girls. After I did my walk and my partner did her curtsey, the girl who would be prom queen had appeared in a striking white ball gown, a fashion statement that clearly spoke volumes of her audacious personality. Her hair, a rich shade of chestnut brown, was styled and swished against her back with every confident step she took. It contrasted with her piercing brown eyes with an intensity that could be both mesmerizing and intimidating. I couldn't see what she was wearing under since I was already ahead of her and she was just about to curtsey, I was however curious since she was so famous in the campus, being the campus hottie and crush. I couldn't help but wonder. The moment she became prom queen, she had to walk around the gym, stand in the middle and then dance with her court or group at that time I thought what would happen if I turn on the lights for a moment? Since the gym lights are mostly controlled from switches around the building, it would be easy for someone to "accidentally" turn them on. I leaned and accidentally did that turning on the lights for a few minutes, when the lights turned on, everyone thought it was a normal fluke and ignored it. However the floor shone so reflectively that I could see what was under the prom queens gown, she was wearing this red and black lacey thong and I was stunned by it. What I also did not realize that everyone could also see it, so murmurs started happening but the prom queen didn't really think about it until her partner whispered something which made her eyes go really wide and she started to cross her legs while standing inside her gown. She stood for a couple of minutes trying to adjust her ball gown making sure the reflection would not reveal any more but it was difficult. Eventually the lights came back and the reflection on the floor became faint. I'm sure she remembered that night very well, because I did and all the colors of the rainbow.

BessJess

I don't know if I'm too late to jump on this thread, but I got to see an euf classic in-person yesterday! I was at a party last night with a mechanical bull at the venue. While I was there I saw an attractive, short, slightly chubby women in her mid 30s with short brown hair. Our partygoer was wearing a black knee-length dress with translucent short sleeves and sheer black tights, there were shoes accompanying her outfit at one point, but by the time this story took place she had taken them off as she was going to have a turn on the mechanical bull. After 10 seconds of her "majestically" riding the bull, she fell off landing on her back with her legs up in the air, laughing in a tipsy haze, blissfully unaware that her skirt had flipped up completely! She had landed on the back of her skirt with it being scrunched up around her waist. With her being in such a precarious situation, what do you think I and everyone else at the venue saw? A big pair of white granny panties sticking out like a sore thumb! Her black tights did nothing to hide them, she was none the wiser that we could all see her knickers, she was just laying there laughing with her undies on full display. You know that thing where knickers and tights bunch up between a woman's but cheeks? I could clearly see that had happened, and it was amazing! She got up to climb out of the ring when she eventually found the strength to stop laughing, pulling down the front of her skirt when she did, though she didn't catch the back of her skirt being up, so for a brief moment there was one final sight to behold. Her friends told her that her knickers were showing, and her face went that little bit more red than it already was as she hurried to pull her skirt down then laughed it off. It was truly a great moment to behold. <3

Miyagi

I'd like to throw my story into the ring from the time I worked at Party City where I saw a smoking hot mom in her early to mid 30's split the crotch of her jeans while searching for an Elsa costume for Halloween and unknowingly flashing her pink satin thong at me. If someone knows where that comment is please let me know because I can't find it anywhere and I know it's a good story.

Gao23

Damn, I wish more bars near me had mechanical bulls! Seems like they're designed to embarrass drunk ladies!

Gao23

You are in luck! Party City I have a pretty good one, I used to live in Canada before moving back home and while there for a few months I worked in a Party City store between the run up to Halloween and new year. A couple weeks before Halloween this lovely blonde woman (early to mid 30's) comes up to me in the store and asks for help. She wanted to know where all the Frozen items were (it was 2014 so frozen was huge), we had a large selection of costumes and prop items etc. I was actually carrying a box of Frozen stuff to restock the shelves as it was constantly getting cleaned out so I walked over with her. I pointed out to a section of stuff and started opening up the box and filling in the gaps so I was about 4/5 ft away her. She decided to squat down on her haunches and dig through some stuff on the bottom shelf. Every so often out of my periphery she would turn to face me to hold things up to look at them then put them back. This went on for a couple of minutes and I wasn't really paying attention to her when she spoke to me. Now I turned to face her directly as she now had my full attention. "Do you think you have this in a smaller size?" And that's when I saw it, pretty much the entire crotch of her jeans had ripped along the seam from just below the bottom of her zipper to about her booty hole and I could see her hot pink satin thong and a slight camel toe in the material. I couldn't believe it did I actually see that? No way. It seemed like an eternity but was probably only a second or two before I gathered myself. "Ugh sure let me check this box", as it turns out I had what she was looking for. In the time I was searching she had turned back to face the shelf again and looked for a few prop items. I told her I found what she was looking for and went to give her the dress she wanted and as she turned back to face me still squatting down with her legs open I saw it, the last few strands spanning the rip had broken meaning the rip now opened up about 2 inches wider than before and now offered me a completely unobstructed view of her thong clad pussy. I damn near had a heart attack, this was a dream come true, I couldn't believe it, she was so freaking hot and her pussy was damn near out in public right infront of me, everything seemed to be in slow motion. She just stayed squatted down legs apart inspecting the dress facing me. She smiled and seemed pleased and stood up but as she did so her legs opened up a little more and the rip extended about another inch or so up her ass. "OMG this is perfect my daughter will so happy, I've been to six different stores across the city, you've been so helpful, thank you". Now I felt really bad for her so I decided to break the bad news to her so I whispered to her softly to spare her blushes as best I could. "I'm really sorry ma'am, I don't quite know how to tell you this but I think you have a rip in the front of your jeans..." her jaw dropped, she leaned over and saw the start of the tear near her zipper looked back up and me and went beet red. She cleared her throat and muttered thanks before attempting to pull her shirt down over her zipper and ass which obscured it slightly, you couldn't really see the rip from the back as it was more between her legs. She shuffled off to line for the tills and it was long too. I finished unpacking the boxes and headed to the back of store to get more boxes. We caught eyes again while she was paying and I sheepishly smiled and sort of half waved as if to say sorry about that. She smiled back as if to say thanks but she went beet red again and left the store in a hurry with her purchases.