City-wide humiliation!

Not gonna lie to you, this parade started off nerve-wrecking! I already have enough stage fright as it is but putting on a show for an entire city? I froze up in fear for the first few minutes after the float drove outside the garage. Seeing the hundreds, if not thousands of people smiling and cheering in my direction made my spine seize up. I was only bare-chested in front of them this time, save for the seashell necklace, but I was too traumatized to handle being the center of attention.

At some point, either it was the water of the tank or my palms must have sweated, my grip on the edge of the fish bowl slipped and I fell backward with a big splash into the water. The shock snapped me out of my petrified state. So once I resurfaced, I figured I might as well play out my part so I came off as a trained performer rather than some unlucky naked guy who fell in a fish tank. I was very nervous to start, but after I swam a couple circles in the bowl I gathered up enough courage and breached the surface of the water taking hold of the edge of the tank and waved to the crowd. Even among this many people, I easily heard the increase of volume at their cheering as they watched me.

I felt a little encouraged, so I decided to swim a few more circle's in the bowl and did a backflip into the water. The crowd went crazy. There were so much cheers and excitement and for once, it wasn't because I was naked. That very idea alone gave me the strength put on the most fantastical merman performance this city ever saw. I was spinning in circles, blowing kisses to the crowd of adoring women, waving to everybody above and beneath the water, and every time I moved the scales on my fin would shimmer a majestic blue in the sunlight. It was quite the spectacle.

Along the way, one of the hula dancers on the float started singing a song and the number of people coming to see our float steadily increased. For once, I wasn't bothered by the numbers. So many people were having a good time and strangely, so was I. It's strange what you can get used to when you're covered up in front of an audience. I actually felt pretty cool and everyone around me seemed to think so too. All the better, the float was getting pretty close to my destination.

My happiness didn't last too long. As I performed another trick for the ever-growing crowd, I noticed something-or rather-_someone _in the crowd. I could have been mistaken, but I could have sworn I saw Ming-Zhao looking at me from the distance among the sea of people. Perhaps it was wishful thinking, my desire to see her conjured up an image of her in my mind, but it was still more than enough for me to emerge from the water and lean over the tank in order to get a better look at the person in the crowd I was looking at.

"Ming-Zhao? Ming-Zhao! Ming-Zhao!" I called out uselessly. With all the parade noise going on around me there was just no way someone from the crowd could hear me crying out. Still I did anyway. As we slowly moved closer to whoever it was I was looking at, I leaned over the edge of the fishbowl a little, further pressing my waist right against the edge. For the second time today, my wet hand slipped and I fell right over. Only this time, I fell forward and not back. I was up against the edge so tightly my costume peeled right off from the edge as I fell forward onto the steps before the bowl fish bowl. I landed face-down with my torso resting on the lower steps and my lower-half being raised up on the higher steps with my legs spread out. The noises coming from around me almost quieted as everyone from the crowd began to process exactly what they were seeing. It all became too clear to them as soon as the float turned a corner onto the street with an enormous jumbotron that was displaying everything that was going on in the parade for the entire city to see.

What was being seen on this jumbotron as soon as our float got close enough on the street was none other than the sight of a dripping wet naked man laying face-down on a blue set of stairs leading up to a giant fish bowl. That was when the crowd started gasping. The scene on the gigantic monitor trained on my bare backside until it zoomed in closely to my butt. The entire city was now getting mooned by me! However, I wasn't completely aware of this at the time. Discombobulated from my fall, I was still looking at the floor of the float until two of the hula girls came to my aid. They grabbed me by the biceps and gently raised me up onto my feet. "Hey, are you okay pal? That looked like a nasty fall. Are you hurt anywhere?" One of my helpers asked as they both held me up by my arms.

I shook my head, "Don't worry, I'm just a little shell-shocked. Nothing hurts so I think I'm fi..." I drifted off mid-sentence as I looked up. The familiar face of some handsome fellow getting a close-up on the jumbotron caught my attention with their stupid-looking expression. That looks like...no...it can't be... but it was. My eyes widened and my jaw dropped as I came to my horrific realization. It came far too late. Just as I was beginning to piece together the magnitude of my current predicament, the camera for the 100 ft wide screen lowered itself giving every viewer there (and I do mean every viewer) a complete reveal of my naked body. Once the image on the jumbotron settled on my lower half, the high-resolution picture zoomed in on what was dangling between my legs. The whole. Damn. City. Was now staring at even bigger version of my penis on a giant 10 x52 ft. screen placed on the most prominent street in the county.

My total awareness kicked in just as quick as everyone else's. Everyone else's. An explosion of laughter, wolf whistles, and applause broke out among this enormous crowd like I never heard before in my entire life! I was being seen in the buff on a giant television! I was buck-ass naked in front of the entire city! My whole body turned a bright scalding red as I shook my dripping wet arms free of the hula girls who were still holding on to me so I could urgently throw my hands over my televised dick. Men in the crowd dropped their jaws lower than mine did, women's eyes grew bigger than tennis balls, parents covered up their children's eyes before they noticed anything inappropriate for them, and a whole mix of them just kept smiling at this sudden change in the show.

Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God! This isn't happening! Tell me this isn't freaking happening!

I stood at the center of that float, completely nude except for the seashell necklace before thousands of people. Reluctantly peeking up at the jumbotron, the image before me and everyone present (basically the whole city) zoomed back a little so you could see me standing naked and embarrassed from head to toe as I gripped my groin with my hands. Everyone could see every inch of me. My every movement was now blown up before this enraptured audience as I looked left and right for a way out of this. Any way out of this! But the jumbotron kept it's contents focused solely on me, just like every other camera and recording device being utilized by countless people along the street since the parade began. Of course, more and more people whipped out their phone the second they saw a naked man in the parade. In every direction looked, there was a flash from a camera.

A voice broke from the cheering crowd, "Everyone freeze! This is the police!" Just when I thought this couldn't possibly get any worse, I noticed a police officer waving her badge not ten feet from the float as she approached.