Absolutely, but Griffith has had enough.

You’re almost there, ignore the wolf-whistles and camera flashes, Griffith, you’re almost there…

The heels to his slut costume weren’t tall enough to render running impossible, but that didn’t prevent Griffith from fumbling his strides on the way to Yellow Diamond— especially with the girls on either side of him trying so hard to cop a feel.

Nearby a broken panel as he sped down the hall, the Gem’s prisoner finally tripped over his feet, and stepped on the front strip of his ankle length skirt mid-stride.

*Shhriip* roared the paper thin fabric as it tore off his hips, letting his elephantine penis flop free for a few Peridots to ogle. A cold breeze blew across the lone human’s nethers, slapping them against his toned thighs. The nearest of the green Gems wolf-whistled at the sight.

Mortified now that his only clothing was damaged to the point of complete immodesty, Griffith threw both hands in front of his cock, leaned against the wall, and blushed bright vermillion. His head spun as passing gems rubbernecked, catcalled and whistled at the sight of him. Griffith couldn’t believe his rotten luck, could he seriously be forced to attend court with his willy sticking out? Knowing Blue Diamond, the answer to that question was an enthusiastic ‘yes’.

As the few nearby Peridots dropped their tools to start harassing him, making obscene comments about his slutty 'clothing', Griffith stammered.

Ooh~ The Specimen is naked, and sex-ayyy!”

“Hahaha, Nice.”

“Nice to see sluts like him acting like public property!”

“Dibs on that giant, uh, umm… wiener!”

“Hey girls, I’d say some ‘experimentation’ is in order!”

The gears in his head kept turning despite the girls' teasing. He took both hands off his penis to grab his costume's belt, allowing those unprofessional hussies a clear view of his semi-erect cock while he twisted his skirt around to “cover” his privates. Which they adored.

Sure his dick wasn’t totally naked anymore, but now his bubbly butt is, and the technician Gems took notice. The three of them went ahead and tackled Griffith into the wall, desperate to see the mythical ‘penis’ once more.

He received several unwarranted swats on his bare ass for his troubles, the slim-thicc gems laying into his backside and groping his privates while he scrambled to break from their molesting grip. When the tallest of the green girlies squeezed his cock from behind Griffith had had enough. the violated hunk brought his heel up into her crotch, and as she began to fall to her knees and wheeze, took the chain affixed to his collar; wrapping it around the other Peridot’s waist.

She said, “Wait! We were just studying your physiology! Don’t—” but he really wasn’t having it, and slammed her into the other Peridot; poofing them both at once, before he readjusted his slutty costume.

With those green molesters behind his bare ass, Griffith rushed to the throne room, careful to prevent any further damage to his half-destroyed slave bikini. Although, with his floppy penis visible to the cheering and bewildered gems standing in his way, it wasn’t much better than just being naked.

It was a long while ago now, but running nude down a hallway packed wall-to-wall with jeering women reminded him of his station aboard the Dominant. As the ex-military hunk sprinted towards the assembly’s threshold, he wondered again whether his Captain Leona was still alive. More so, he wondered what kind of meeting he’s been speeding towards this whole ordeal…