Tyler looked over his shoulder, confident that no one would see. It was the busiest shopping day of the year, he felt like, judging from the number of people walking around outside from shop to shop. All of the employees here were busy. They would never see him take it. It was the perfect crime. Having eyed it off and on for the last week or so, it felt so good to finally take it. Holding it as nonchalantly as he could with his heart racing, Tyler headed for the door. He could see it. He was home free! Wait until the guys see this, see that he has the top of the line gaming headset.
Tyler jumped as he felt a heavy hand land on his shoulder, “Are you paying for that?” said the store owner.
“Um, uh, mm”
“That’s what I thought.”
The man grabbed Tyler’s wrist and pulled him roughly away from the door, away from freedom. Try as he might to fight, the scrawny boy was unable to break free from he man. “I caught you fair and square, quit your squirming.” The man pulled Tyler into the back room of his store and stared evenly at him. What was he going to do with this kid? He had to make an example of him, but he did not want to involve the police with a mere case of shoplifting. Still, those headsets were pricey. With a smirk, he remembered a flash of white as the boy struggled. Maybe, just maybe…
He tried to speak, to apologize, but he had lost his voice from fright. “You’re going to help me drum up some business, I guess you could call it.”
“How?” Tyler squeaked, his fear-filled voice at least two octaves above the man’s.
“Oh, you’ll see.” The man said with a smirk.
Tyler stood at the front counter of the store, his face as red as could be. Through a combination of persuasion and brute force, the man had stripped him down to nothing but his underwear, a brilliant white pair Fruit of the Loom briefs so tight they might have even been his little brother’s.
The sign he held was big enough he needed both hands to hold it, but small enough that he could only cover his face or his underwear, never both.
Worst of all were the people coming into the store just to gawk at his white cotton clad bottom, a slight redness showing through it from the spanking it had taken to persuade him to do this advertising stunt.
— Story adapted from a thread by “Daddy” on twitter…I hope he doesn’t mind. I enjoyed doing the graphic mock-up of the tighty whities boy thief.