My trousers

"I may have had another malfunction." I sighed, feeling the seat of my trousers. Spending this long around Camilla in her state of undress had caused a tightening in my trousers, and now there was a split up the rear seam, exposing my colourful Batman boxers.

"We're not going to have any clothes left at this rate." Camilla said. "Let's hurry." she carried on crawling along the ground, keeping out of sight of the windows, and I followed her, feeling the seam rip more as I went. I really hoped we would find something to wear by the time we reached lost property.

We crawled past two classrooms, only one more to go before we could straighten up again. Camilla's bottom wiggled in front of me as she went. Without warning, a sudden wind picked up and flipped Camilla's pleated skirt, sending it billowing and revealing her panties matched her bra.

"Oh, cripes!" Camilla reached behind her with one hand and held her skirt down, "You didn't see anything, did you?"

"N... no, of course not."