Getting to the bottom of his issues.

On this morning K-T was enjoying a leisurely shower. His sister had left early to spend the day at a spa with some of her friends so when he had snuck naked to the bathroom to shower he had done so without the fear of getting caught or having to wait naked in front of the door while she took her time. His mom was the one deciding when and what to buy for him as clothes despite the fact he had turned 19 and pajamas where not something she'd spend money on. With the amount of clothes he lost, got stolen, destroyed or damaged she had been more and more restrictive to try to make him more responsible. But sadly it only made him go around most of the time in clothes that were pretty embarrassing or made it easier for him to end up naked where he shouldn't.

The thought of his sister and her friends currently being naked or close to it sweating in a sauna crossed his mind and had put him at full mast. But he chose not to deal with it in the shower. His mom had forbidden him to lock himself in the bathroom and had the habit of entering without knocking if she needed something inside.

With only a small towel around his waist, so short he had to keep an hand on the ends for it to stay in place, he went back to his room to get dressed. He opened his closet and noticed something strange.

His wardrobe was already very restrained in normal times but there wasn't a single thing to wear on his bottom half. He was pretty sure he had at least a pair of pants and a brand new pack of underwear the day before.

Still only clad in the diminutive towel he got downstairs to ask his mom about that.

"Mom do you know what happened to my clothes, my pants and underwear have disappeared," he asked her while entering the kitchen. Only to see that she was having coffee with his aunt Jill around a pile of magazines.

His aunt was smiling and was the one to reply.