Secret Agent Jack Bounder blinks in the light as the panty drawer is opened. A hand digs through the pile of underwear, settling on his delicate, pantified form. The beautiful, leering face of Kum Nau fills his vision.

“Enjoying your new life, Jack? I just wanted to thank you for giving me yours. Our scientists succeeded in mass-producing your serum for our own agents. We have an army of superspies at our command. As we speak, your clones are infiltrating organizations all over the world, ready to cause havoc. And it’ll all be blamed on you and your precious government.” She throws her head back and gives a villainous cackle - normally Jack’s cue to leap into action. He couldn’t so much as wriggle. “And if you don’t believe me…”

She holds him up where he can take in the sight of her boudoir where two identical, dark-haired, dashingly-handsome men lie on her bed. They’re him.

“The only thing these two will be infiltrating tonight is me,” she titters. “They can’t wait to tear you off my body. But I’m afraid you’ve been my panties so long that you’re last year's fashion. Sweetie, that lace has to go. It’s time you’re cut down to size.”

Finally he sees what is in her other hand. A pair of long, sharp scissors. Jack had never given into fear before. Yet as the snipping blades advance upon his helpless form, the panties give a silent scream of terror.