Underwear Unveiling

Jake was still reeling from the disaster with his shorts when Yuna suddenly called out, “Jake, quick, grab that box from the back before the rush hits! We need to restock the donuts.”

“Uh... yeah, sure,” Jake said, trying to ignore the awkwardness of being in just his boxers. He turned to head toward the storage area but forgot about the stack of flour bags on the floor.

As he moved, he tripped over one of the bags, stumbling forward and accidentally kicking it. A cloud of flour exploded into the air, covering Jake from head to toe in a fine white dust. He flailed, wiping his eyes, and completely lost his balance, falling face-first into a nearby cart that had been set up with donut glaze toppings for the morning rush.

His head bounced off the cart, and as he stood up, completely disoriented, he heard an odd *snapping* sound from behind him. He turned to look, and that’s when it hit him—his waistband.

"Wait... what the hell—"

Before Jake could even fully process it, a small industrial air blower, which was set up near the storage room to keep the space dry, had come on, aimed at the stack of flour bags nearby. The high-powered air stream had been blowing all over the place, and the wind had somehow caught the waistband of Jake's boxers and started tugging.

“Oh no...” Jake muttered, glancing down as the air stream ripped at his already loose boxers. The fabric stretched, and with one final strong gust, *whoosh*—they were yanked right off his hips and flung across the room.

He stared in disbelief as his boxers flew through the air, spinning like a flag caught in a storm, before landing on a nearby shelf of powdered sugar bags, where they got stuck in the pile of sugar.

Jake’s eyes widened in horror. “Are you... serious?!” Jake gasped, as he saw his underwear flinging behind the same tall shelf that held his shirt.

“No, no, no!” Jake panicked.

“Jake! It’s the rush!” She yelled, giving jake some orders to give out to the customers. He would have to parade around naked, holding boxes of donuts. Forcing him to be unable to cover himself!

“No!” Jake said, but then he caught his manger looking, so he **** himself to deal with it…