His parents and siblings.

In the dimly lit entrance of his cell Garet saw four figures walk and stop infront of the bars to his prison. After afew moments of silence he could make them out as his family. His father Lord Larrus was a tall and imposing man, with long brown hair and an impressive beard to match, his mother Lady Arellia stood next to him, slight in frame and much shorter than his father and with her long dark hair they looked very different indeed. Worst of all with them were his siblings, his twin sister Gaila who looked like his double except for her smaller frame and her rather large bossom, a gift from their mother it would seem. And ofcourse his younger brother Lucas who had been born dark of hair and been blessed his their fathers large frame. Garet looked up and saw them silently watching him, his younger brother especially wearing a smirk on his face. he was completely aware of his exposed state but knew better than to speak before his father.

Finally the silence was broken when his father spoke, his voice booming around the dungeon walls. "What a shameful position for the heir of my house to find himself in." He said angrily, Garet saw his eyes flicker from his face to the meager cock perched atop his equally unimpressive balls. "And now your shame is known it seems."

Garet finally said a word in what seemed like forever. It came out weakly and he could barely look his father in the eyes. "You.. You knew?" Was all he managed.

"Ofcourse we knew! Me, your mother both. We are your parents boy, the day you were born the midwives mistook you for a girl." His father shouted, Garet recoiled at the words and even heard laughter coming from afar, probably from the guards or even fellow prisoners. "Even your sister knew, all who did were sworn to secrecy."

Gaila spoke up next, in her usual calm, soft tone. "I am sorry little brother, it is unfortunate that it has come to this, but for that it is worth i believe you innocent." Her words did nothing to ease Garets humiliation as she looked down at his little immature looking manhood. "And i always kept you little secret." She had always called him little brother, he had always assumed it was because she was born first.

His father roared in again with his mighty voice. "Hush now girl." there was a silence before he continued. "Did you do it boy? did you **** that poor girl?"

"Ofcourse not!" Garet exclaimed loudly almost jumping up or as much as his chains allowed. unfortunately it also caused his tiny cock to wobble around quite amusingly judging by the laughs it got from his siblings, even his usually kind and loving sister. He looked at the floor red faced before merely repeating himself. "Ofcourse not."

His father did not speak for afew moments, merely sat there with a disgusted look on his face. "The great shame of my house... And now accused of all of this, even if you are innocent as you claim the trial alone will cause problems for us for years. And not to mention that thing you call your cock."

The words stung and Garet finally found the courage to look his father in the eye. "Could.. Could you speak to the guards?" He asked weakly. "I asked the prison mages to extend the tunic but they refused. If you.."

"Not at all, as much as it wounds my pride for you to be shamed like this the law is the law and the same for the regulations of this prison." his father interrupted him. "This is all you will wear until this ordeal is done and the law says otherwise." The volume of his voice was simmering down before he continued. "And that little worm between your legs will be known to all before long."

Just then an attractive prison guard walked up to the bars, elven judging from her pointed ears. looking from him, glancing down and smirking at his little cock before turning her attention to Garets family, addressing Lord Longwood....