As you were at school you kept overhearing people questioning why you're wear pants. Why you don't go totally barebottom. Some even questioned why you wear clothes at all. In Study Hall (free period for you) you were sitting at your desk . You were finally overheating from the waist down. Seems fur & clothes don't mix apparently. "You ok dude?" Your friend Max asked you leaning over to you. "These pants & boxers are causing me to overheat." You whispered to him. "Then lost them." Max told you as that was the most obvious thing in the world to do. You wondered if you should. It felt like a surrender to you. Surrendering to your fate to become a feral fox. But the fact remained; you were very overheated. [Should I do it?] You wondered. Finally you decided standing up. You undid your pants & took them off. And as you pulled down your boxers & stepped out of them too you felt disheartened. You feel are giving in. "Feel better?" Max asked you. Actually you kind of did. You nodded. "Please don't call attention to the fact I'm half naked dude." You requested of him as you put your pants & boxers in your book bag. Max said with a grin "Wouldn't dream of it." For the rest of the day you reminded barebottom; nude from the waist down. It didn't really bother you at all. You even went to the toilet outside. You still felt bothered doing that. And you don't want anyone seeing you do it. You arrived home & your mom caught sight of your half nakedness. "I'm going to try not wearing any pants or boxers for awhile. I'm going barebottom for awhile." You informed her. "Ok hun." Your mom said with a smile. "You should of done that from the start." You heard your dad say from another room. You went upstairs to your room. Though you were starting to surrender to your fox changes & reality shifting to adjusting to the changes you still wanted them to stop. You still didn't want to ultimately become a feral fox living in a forest in the wild.