covered by a pair of white and black zebra print bikini briefs that weren't even big enough to cover the teen’s large ass mounds.

Though, in reality, it all only took seconds, it felt as though time stopped for Brad. With the ring in his hand he straightened up as quick as possible and reached back to try and pull the seat of his ripped pants together, but there was no point; the thin cotton/poly material had been under a terrible strain from Brad's larger than life buns and had finally been asked to take more than it could handle. There was no closing that hole now. The embarrassed 19-year-old felt his face flush hot and turned blood red from humiliation as he handed the best man the ring.

No one in the actual wedding party knew how bad the split in Brad's pants really was because his back was to the auditorium. But the crowd out there got an eyeful. Brad's embarrassment grew as he heard friends and family discussing the size of his ass and his choice in underwear. Among the comments he heard were: "Oh, my," from a female voice that seemed delighted to be seeing this sight. Next he heard a man say, "Damn, does that kid have a fat butt or what?" Then another woman said, "His underwear is so small." Then he heard two men talking. The first said, "You'd think he'd buy some underpants that fit over that large ass of his." While the other responded, "I don't think they make underpants that would fit over an ass that large." Then both men laughed. Though he couldn't make out exactly who was saying what because so many people were talking at once, Brad was able to make out certain words here and there like: zebra print...too small...extra large butt, and big and round.

Brad was totally humiliated but didn't want to ruin Mary Beth and Dean's big day so he just shut his mouth and stood there with his ass on display for the leering crowd to see. The minister cleared his throat to get the crowd’s attention and began to proceed with the ceremony. The crowd quieted down, but Brad could feel their eyes on his plump rump. He could feel the scant bikini riding up over his ass cheeks, exposing 2/3 of the bottom of each white creamy cheek to everyone.

After what seemed like an eternity the wedding finally came to an end as the bride and groom made their way down the aisle and out of the chapel into a waiting limousine that took them across town to the hotel where the reception was to take place. Brad took the first chance he had to get out of the chapel and headed for his car. He could still hear people talking about his fat ass and skimpy choice in underwear as he hurried out the door, his big ass cushions jiggling as he jogged to his car. Brad made a quick pit stop by his house to change his pants before heading over to the reception. He wiggled his big buns into a pair of his own black slacks, which matched the rest of the tuxedo perfectly and was back out the door to join the rest of the wedding party.

Mary Beth was the first person to greet him when he arrived, asking where he'd been. Brad explained his little mishap and told her not to worry, everything was under control now. The reception was in full swing.