The moment Luke took a step forward, something whooshed past him like a gust of wind on steroids. He blinked, disoriented for a split second, and then—yank!
Something jerked his pants down so hard it nearly ripped his tail out of its tail hole. In less time than it took to blink, his pants were down around his ankles. With no underwear to save him, Luke's little brother and his family jewels were out in the open, like a shy mushroom peeking out of the dirt after a rainstorm.
For a moment, Luke didn't quite grasp what had happened. The whole thing was over so fast, it was like reality itself had hit the fast-forward button.
The entire world seemed to freeze in stunned silence.
Luke stared down at his own exposed junk, hanging out like a dumbstruck caterpillar on a leaf, and that's when he knew—oh, he'd screwed up big time.
