An explanation and invitation

Astrid continued. “Seeing your current wardrobes you’re probably pretty clear on these ‘games’ and their stakes. Well we’ve been through quite a few, and figure we’ve got a lot less to lose when it’s all already lost.”

Sasha finally cleared her throat and closed her jaw before responding “sure ok but what about the…um display?” She struggled to keep her gaze at eye level as you noticed her unable to stop staring at your receding member. Your cheeks burned with embarrassment. You wished you could cover yourself, but at the same time you relished having even more beautiful eyes on your naked body.

And you didn’t want to stop touching Astrid and Izzy. Even if it was just hands.

“Well…” Astrid reddened and spoke sheepishly, “long story short, I was a bit shitty and there were disagreements. We’re better off cooperating…and first objective was addressing an obstacle!”

“Though…we’ve gotten distracted with ‘an experiment’” Isabella giggled.

Astrid turned crimson before flustering out “we agreed to help!”

“I’m sorry you had to see that” you managed to blurt out. Sasha nearly jumped, her eye darting up to meet yours. You both turn pink, knowing she was looking again. The convulsing in your penis has stopped, but you know that means it has shrunken a great deal.

“D-do you need more help?” Jennette managed from behind her hands. You could see much larger gaps through her fingers as eyes continued to stare at crotch. She shrunk down even more, clearly embarrassed at her question but more surprising was your quick response,

“If everyone’s on board and okay…I want to keep going…and anyone who wants to join please join. Anyone who doesn’t please don’t feel like you have to.”

Your eyes widened at what you said.

“Can we…watch? Is that an option?” Sasha meekly inquired. Jennette slowly dropped her hand from her face and you got a look at her gorgeous face biting her lip. You rarely got to see this side of the typically straight laced friend.

“Yes of course.” You almost gasped out.

Isabella laughs and Astrid looks a bit flustered still.

“Ok but we made a nude solidarity pact!” Isabella states, widening the other ladies’ eyes. “Which is perfect, as you can see the little guy could use a jump start. Some fresh flesh should do just the trick.”

You’re beet red as you peek down at your dick. It looks like an innie oh fuck. You look up at the sound of loose basketball shorts hitting the floor.

You look up to make eye contact with Jennette, only to see she is much much closer now. Sasha you see over her shoulder is in the same spot. Though you see her pop her bra off revealing perky tits behind her rainbows. Looking back to Jennette you can’t find words before she says

“Wow…it’s already growing again”