Pink ruffled panties

Sarah giggled and held up the pink ruffled panties. “Are these… yours?” Sarah asked laughing.

Ryan’s eyes widened as he stared at the underwear. He gazed at the underwear he noticed on the label they matched his initials. But obviously admitting that these were his would be humiliating.

And obviously they weren’t his underwear, but Sarah didn’t know that.

Ryan squirmed as he felt the pull up he was wearing against his skin. Could he risk staying in his pull up at school? Or going commando? Or did he really need to pretend that these girly… frilly… ruffled panties were his?