You stare at you rear, You look at the black skin invading it and then in a strength that can only come from panic, you pull your pants up over your rear. Your tail still sticks out a hole in the back, but you have them on. You fight to zip them back up and finally manage to do it.
You look at the pile of horse manure and then your new tail and then the door.
"What can I do now?" You mumble to your self. Then you hear a slight ripping sound. You look back to see your rear has started to split your pants more. Instead of the small 1 inch hole it is now a 3 inch tear. Moving only makes it tear more. You try and hold in your rear and it flexes and then tears another inch. You can see the black skin under your pants has gotten darker, A pitch black.
You decide to...