Cupid

Brandon was sitting on the couch in what could barely be called a costume at all, he was dressed as cupid which was his step sisters idea. Wearing nothing but a pair of small wings strapped to his back, a pair of sandals and carrying a small dollar store bow and arrow he felt like such a little boy, the tiny penis and balls between his legs doing nothing to help matters. After afew moments Tammy his step sister walked in.

"Why so glum bro?" She asked him, smiling and not looking him in the face as she spoke, a fact which she didnt even try to hide.

"This is embarrassing.. Cant i atleast wear some underwear?" He begged. looking at the door anxiously.

"Dont be silly brandon, Cupid does not wear underpants." She grabbed her phone and after afew seconds showed him a picture of Cupid from google image search. "See.. No undies." Brandon saw the image and sighed, barely looking Tammy in the eye. "Although i think this Cupid has a slightly bigger weiner." She said with a laugh. Brandon looked down and to his shame realised he had shrunken down to his smallest state, just alittle foreskin poking out above his teeny testicles.

"But..." Brandon was cut off by a sharp knock at the door, he looked for a second before turning back to Tammy with pleading eyes.

"Dont just sit there silly, go let our guests in." She said.

Almost without thinking Brandon stood up and started walking towards the door, his little boyhood barely wobbling with each step. He was almost shaking when he reached out his hand and opened his front door...