He needs some Pants

James is mortified as he backs away from Amy trying to strip his top, stepping out of both of his bottoms. Amy is pressed against his front, working quickly to undo the buttons. James' penis is stuck bouncing between her thighs at every step they both take. James panics and desperately plunges down and snatches both sides of his closest chance at modesty, yanking Amy's jeans clear down to her feet, showing off her bright red thong matching her strained bra.

James wastes no time, yanking the pants away, sending Amy spiraling to the floor. She keeps her grip on his shirt though, and rips the garment open and off of James. As she sits up on the floor, clad in her underwear, gripping a boy's shirt to her chest, she stares daggers at the boy who brought her here, the NAKED trainee who tore her shirt and stole her pants.

James is panicking more as time goes on. He is shoving his trainer pants over his throbbing cock, and hyperventilating as she gives him a look that turns his bones to jelly. He hardly notices that his bare ass is showing off to a different part of the store.