Tight fit.

You look at the slacks Louise has selected. They look alright, but you think you can make some improvements. Louise gets a nice, long photo session as Eric suddenly finds himself struggling to pull up his new pants.

"Oh, haha," he says, "You couldn't get me a pair that fits, huh?"

"Hey, I tried, buddy," Louise says, snapping a picture of his ass as he turns, unable to pull the slacks on and cover himself at the same time. "I really thought those would fit you."

"I don't suppose you'd be willing to grab me a bigger pair?"

"Not unless you're willing to do some poses for the camera."

Eric shuts up as his friend chuckles to herself. He eventually gets the pants on, though how well they actually do for him is debatable. His cock and balls are clearly outlined by the tight fabric, and it's obvious that there's nothing else between his skin and his new trousers. Louise snaps a few more pictures of him, and he walks out grumbling a thanks.

He turns a few heads on the way back to the jeweler a- any who don't get a good look at his package before he thinks to cover himself definitely get a good look from behind as he walks past.

The best part is that he hasn't even started his workday yet.