Tentacle pantsing for Susie

One thing Halfdan liked to do was pull girls' pants and skirts down while they were going about their daily business.

Susie got it about once a week. She would be browsing bookshelves in the library, shopping for healthy vegetables in the supermarket, giving a book report to her English class, or just strolling down Main Street, daydreaming about all the cool horror stories she was one day going to write. All of a sudden, a thin green tentacle would emerge out of nowhere, grab hold of Susie's jeans and yank them down around her ankles, exposing her black panties to whoever happened to be standing nearby.

Susie, predictably, always reacted with shrieks and horror to this violation of her dignity. No matter how carefully she tried to prepare herself, she never quite managed to anticipate the timing of Halfdan's attacks. He always took her by surprise.

Sometimes, Halfdan left her there, scrambling to re-pants herself and checking over her shoulder to see if any boys were watching. Which they usually were. Other times, he removed her pants entirely, throwing them somewhere just out of reach, like a rooftop or a tree branch, to make her choose between jumping for them or running in her undies all the way back home.

And sometimes, he gave her a wedgie, or even spanked her bottom! But the worst days of all were the days he decided to take off her panties as well, and left her blushing and bare-bottomed in just a white blouse or a black tank top, crouching behind a general store on Main Street, with a fifteen-minute walk back home. Susie hated it so much.