He gives in.

"Ok...I'll do what you say, just please don't expose my puny dick to the whole park. I beg of you." He said, trying to sound as **** as possible.

"Excellent. Morgan, give him his shorts."

The woman holding his trunks gave them back to him. "Right, come with us little guy. We're gonna have some fun with you."

He then put back on his shorts and followed the two girls out of the lazy river. No one noticed that he lost them other than the two girls. The taller one, Morgan, was an African American woman who towered over John and held his arm as they walked.

"If you run, I'll rip those shorts off you here and now. Understand, small-fry."

John nodded, pretending he was petrified.

The other woman. Paula, was a somewhat short white woman who could best be described as a shortstack. Small in size at 5'3, but big on curves. Soon these two ladies brought him to a corner of the park that was behind a closed concession stand.

"Ok, dicklette. It's time to do what we say to do."

"Yeah, first, drop those shorts!"

He did so, letting them fall to the floor. The duo burst out laughing. "Pfffft, oh my god!!! It's somehow smaller out of the water!"

"It's a hairless little baby dick!"

Morgan and Paula were clutching their sides as they saw his pale little nub in the sunlight. It was like a little flesh colored gumdrop.

"Now step forward."

He did so, allowing Paula to take his shorts. She gave them to Morgan who held them behind her back, "You want these little swimmies back, baby cock? Then you gotta earn them."

"What must I do to get my trunks back, ladies?"

They both turned to each other and started to whisper ideas. Eventually both of them settled on something humiliating but private.