Dan bit his lip as he followed his mom out of the store, the hardest
part feeling his pants shift against his long tail with every step
he took. He noticed, as he walked past the other customers, that
they would stop and point at him as he walked by; they whispered to
each other, some even stopped talking to giggle.
"I wonder what everyone's laughing at," Dan's mother said curiously,
not bothering to look back at her son. "I wish I could see it."
Dan felt a blush grow to his cheeks as he realized that his mother
would probably be seeing it sooner than either one of them hoped.
He squinted his eyes shut and clenched his fists as the tail twitched
against the tight seat of his pants, no doubt trying to escape from
its confinement. Dan glanced back at his rear and saw his pants
bulge, then recede, and then bulge again with the movement of his
long tail. The pain worsened and worsened as the tail began
thrashing around in his pants, as if it were a claustrophobic human,
until Dan suddenly let out a loud ROAR and bent over, letting the
tail point straight out and shoot out from the seat of his pants
only a few inches above his butt crack.
RIIIIIPPPP