A whopper of a secret

*Author's note: I wasn't sure if people were going to like this surprise. Post a comment on here and let me know if you're ok with this or if you want L'Abbee's grand secret to be something else.*

Tina sits there, flabbergasted, as her own cheeks turn red. "You..."

L'Abbee's face is crimson, and the drow's eyes are shut tight.

Resting between L'Abbee's legs, just below the elf's downy-soft white pubic hair is a modestly sized, semi-hard cock and a pair of balls.

"You're a guy?!" Tina finally manages to spit out, her eyes never leaving the sight of the elven man's crotch. "I thought you were a girl!?"

"I told you not to..." the dark elf whimpers, her, er... his eye's still closed.

"I... I had heard dark elves were into some odd things, but... I-I never..." Tina stammers as she moves to get a closer look at her prisoner's dick. The sheltered noble has never actually seen a penis before, let alone a dark elf one. "Why were you dressed like a girl? Are you gay?"

"No!" L'Abbee sits up, the anger on his flushed face. "I'm not!"

"Then why..." Tina starts to ask, only to be cut off.

"Because no one would take me seriously otherwise!" The drow whines, the frustration obvious in his voice.

Tina just looks at him in confusion, in between sneaking more glances at his dick.

L'Abbee sighs. "Drow society is dominated by females. They run the houses. They make all the decisions. They hold all the power. Men are little more than slaves. They treat us like pets, to be used and discarded when they get bored." He chokes up a little, obviously trying not to cry. "We're just eye candy to them."

Tina looks away in embarrassment and shame when L'Abbee catches her leering at his dick. He squeamishly puts his hands over his rod, trying to shield it from her prying eyes, but his delicate, frankly feminine-looking hands are too small to hide it all.

"I... I'm sorry," Tina mumbles. "It's just... I-I've never seen one..." Her eyes go wide and her cheeks get even redder.

Why did I tell him that?!

"Ugg. You're just like the rest of them," the naked man says. "Fine, here. This is what you want to see right?" He asks in defeat as he stands up (he's a shorty, barely reaching 5 feet tall), stops trying to cover up, and re-exposes his modest 5-inch cock. "There. You've seen it. Congratulations." L'Abbee says in a sarcastic deadpan.

"Okay, okay, you've made your point," Tina says defensively. "I understand why you pretended to be a girl, but um..."

"What?" L'Abbee says, his hands on slender hips.

"Why... uh... why were you wearing such..." Tina blushes as she looks back at L'Abbee's confiscated panties and bra. They were girly by even her standards. "Why were you wearing such *feminine* lingerie? I mean, it's not like anyone would normally see them..."

L'Abbee's eyes go wide and his cheeks turn crimson once more. "Um... well... you see..." He stammers as his cock twitches and starts to spring to life.