Mike refuses to be the mascot

"Look man, I'm sorry. You're just going to have to find someone else."

Steven gave Mike a sour look. "Well alright, but remember you could have made this easier."

Mike felt someone grab him from behind and **** him into a headlock. Before he knew what was happening, he felt a heavy hank on the back of his pants. Then, with one fell swoop, his jeans were ripped down his legs and completely off. Mike grabbed at whoever was holding him, but couldn't break the grasp. He heard someone laughing behind him and a smack on his ass.

The mysterious assailant's grasp released and Mike stumbled backward, grabbing at his shirt to cover himself.

"What the fuck man!"

Steven caught Mike's jeans as Alex tossed them over Mike's head. Brad, the strongman who had grabbed Mike, leaned against one of the lockers, arms crossed, while Alex joined Steven.

"Look man," said Steven, "I told you this could have been easy. But now you've got another good reason to put on the costume."

Steven pointed to the mascot suit.

"Unless you want to walk back home looking like that?" Steven pointed to Mike's briefs with a chuckle.