La Curandera - Part II - The Storm
Hir overly-tight trousers had managed to chafe a hole large enough that shi could feel a distinct breeze between hir thighs. normally hir thoughts would have turned significantly more carnal in a position like this. "i..."
Epilogue: Scale 1 - Genesis
Professor layton sat down next to roy on the stoop, his lean legs almost bending like a cricket reclining from the look of his tight trousers with hands on his knees.
Branching Out
He trailed off as he began looking in his pocket, or trying to rather as he had to fight with his tight pants just to get his fat paw down into the small thing. it was a squeeze, but he managed after a few tries and got his paw in there.