Trust Emily?

Ask her for help

Chapter 7 by Anonsaas Anonsaas

"Emily. I got a problem, and I need your help." Emily looked interested. "What is it, Vincent? Don't seduce me again, I'm getting weak so quickly-", she said. Vincent was blushing. "I- I pulled my penis out, Emily. For the feeling, for better maturbation."-"Are you serious?"- Emily grinned at him. "You can't see it because of the water and air flow. But I put it accidentally through the grid when it was- it was shrunk because of the water and now it is normals sized again cause I'm used to the temperature"- Emily looked down and tried to see his dick-"and now I'm...I'm stuck. My manhood is stuck in the grid", he said. "Emily, please, don't tell this anyone, and please, please- help me, Emily."

"But"- Emily looked confused- "How can you even fit something like a dick through that grid? You can barely get a thumb into the gap, but a penis?" Vincent blushed even more. "Emily", he stuttered, "there is something nobody knowy about me, it is- my dick is...I...I got a micropenis, Emily." She looked at him in disbelief. "You told us you would destroy every single ass on the parties!" she said. "Emily, my dick is- it's one inch short", he sighed. "Now PLEASE help me to get out of here somehow."

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