More fun?

Wait a sec' I'm missing a trick here.

_A: _It's worth playing? You mean you've played it?

_D: _Yeah... no... it's complicated. I've played a "dirty" version....

With a sense of foreboding, the Prince turned and saw lurking in the corner a monster that struck fear in the heart of every rag-tag adventurer! And the reason underwear didn't last long in dungeons. For there sat an exposure Mimic!

A filing cabinet sat on the floor in front of me, at another junction between empty corridors.

The Prince was safe for the moment while it lay dormant. He just hoped it didn't roll high on its perception check...

_A: "_Exposure Mimic" this is in D&D?

_D: _Only when he was daydreaming over the DM. And I'm glad to see it return.

A natural 20!

I lifted the back of my shirt and reached a hand to the waistband of my underwear. I turned my ass to the filing cabinet and pulled my underwear towards it. Hard. It squeezed my crotch tight.

With deadly accuracy, it beats my AC and its tongue leaps from its chest-like mouth and grabs onto the Prince's briefs.

Oh no!

_A: _Oh no! I wasn't expecting that!

D: Oh my! Hahahaha!

Inch by halting inch the Prince's briefs are tugged towards the Mimic. He knows a choice must be made.

I walked myself backwards towards the filing cabinet, pulling myself by the underwear. The top half of my ass now exposed to the corridor.

_A: _Oh my Boss! The tension is killing me!

_D: _You call this acting? You don't get out much, do you?