No

Daniel rifled through his underwear drawer, finding himself annoyed at the nerdy, boyish tightly whities. "If I'm not wearing panties, there's no point," he announced, shutting the drawer.

What had gotten into him? Daniel's pulse thrummed in his throat as he approached the mirror again, bending over and shaking his bum at his reflection. He giggled, barely recognizing his own voice. Seeing himself like this was humiliating - but the humiliation was just making his pussy throb between his legs, dripping and displayed under his tiny skirt. What the fuck was going on?