Don't make a laughing stock of yourself.

Suddenly you feel something jabbing in you. "Oh no!" cries Tom. "A knockout dart!". He tries to run... but you fall on top of him.

When you wake up, you find yourself in a strange dungeon, with your feet held by 2 pair of stocks. You spot Tom in a small cage. "Where are we?" you ask.

"I don't know", he answers, and turns to look at a shape entering the room. "But I think that choosing that form may have been a mistake..." As he speaks, in walks a werehyena carrying a feather duster... and given he's headed for you, it doesn't look like he's going to do some spring cleaning...

Written by Andrew Anorak (edited by wanderer)

Ticklish situation

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