Ash gulped and kept walking, feeling like a prisoner. "I-I... don't... wanna..." He moaned but did it anyway. And he knew Max didn't care that he didn't want to.

Max grinned as people saw Ash, laughing and taking pictures.

Ash blushed and squealed in embarrassment. "C-Come on... nooo!" Ash scrunched down and tried to waddle behind Max so that his wet pants couldn't be shown.

"No, no," Max said grinning, going behind Ash and pushing him up, his crotch being out.

Ash teared up as the laughter increased. He shut his eyes as he blushed and walked along. "O-Okay! OKAY! Enough! Let's just hurry and get to the store!"

"Cranky baby," Max said laughing, but let him hurry along.

Ash scrambled into the store and frantically looked around. "Pants. New pants and underwear. Please!" He scrambled around, looking for those things specifically.

"I'll pick it out for you," Max said smiling. "You stand by the entrance and greet everyone who comes in."

Ash whined and sulked, slumping and going toward the door. He stood there in his soaked front pants and whimpered in humiliation with every man, woman, and kid that walked in and laughed at him as he greeted them inside.

Max returned, twenty minutes later, carrying two bags. "You ready to change, ashy," He asked, grinning.