He's the victim of an international incident.

They had barely exited the shop when K-T felt something he had not even imagined could happen so far.

Without any warning the entire content of the jar began spewing through the same gap between his junk and the portal device, he could feel the tip of his cock getting out of the liquid after being immersed all of this time.

Someone had somehow held or put the package upside down!

"Eww, K-T. Gross! Are you peeing yourself? Why didn't you go to the bathroom inside?" screamed Lily. Thankfully there was no one else in the parking lot and he had his back turned to the shop, so she was the only one who witnessed it. But he was still finding himself in this humiliating situation in front of his crush.

He had to decide now. He could either let her think he peed himself, walk home with his wet shorts and see any hope of a relationship with her vanish forever. Or he would have to explain everything to her and reveal that he was currently separated from his dick by a Sci-fi portal device, in a hope that the fact none of it was his fault could salvage his situation.

It wasn't really a choice, he had to tell her the truth.

"Wait, Lily. It's not what you think it is!" he tried to tell her.

"You literally have your shorts drenched with pee but you didn't pee yourself? That's what you want me to believe?" she asked.

"It's my sister. I work helping test her inventions."

"And she invented a thing that makes pee appear in your shorts? Good try."

"No, it's a portal. She put it on my… thing and after testing stuff she sent it elsewhere. It took so long that I had to pee and it filled the container it's in. And now it's somehow flowing back."

"Let me get it straight. Your sister invented a portal device and put your wiener in it, she sent it somewhere and you had to pee so it ended in the container of the device and now it's getting in your shorts."

"Yes, that's it."

"Seems a lot less likely than you peeing yourself. Prove it then."

"What?"

"Prove that you are not making this up so you can get away with peeing your shorts."

"How can I prove that?"

"Easy, remove your shorts. You're not going to keep wearing clothes covered with pee anyway."

K-T wasn't really sold on this idea, but it was the only way to prove he was telling the truth. He lowered his shorts and stepped outside of them, picking them off the ground by a bit that was still dry, completely oblivious to the fact that he was mooning the customers of the ice-cream parlor.

Lily chuckled, looking in amazement at the fact that K-T willingly stripped in the middle of the street, but also that he was telling the truth. On his groin, rather than the large rod she's often noticed bulging in his pants, there was only a flat ring, a few inches wide with an energy field in the middle. The last drops of pee were indeed dripping from behind it.

"I'm sorry K-T, I should have trusted you. But you have to admit it was really far fetched. I should have noticed that something was wrong, your pants do bulge a lot more usually." She explained. K-T didn't want to tell her that it was because he was so smitten by her that he was usually rock hard when he was around her.

K-T didn't know what to do, it was beginning to seep into his mind that he was standing bottomless in the street. Sure, his dick wasn't exposed, but still it wasn't something he enjoyed.

"You're lucky though. There's a laundromat here. You won't have to go home like that. Come, let's get those cleaned. We can do what we had planned later."

It dawned on K-T that cleaning his shorts would probably take longer than running home, but he would at least stay inside and fewer people would see him. He nodded and followed her into the laundromat next door to the ice-cream place.