Is that all

“Oh my God!” she exclaimed, her laughter ringing cruel and sharp, slicing through the air. “Is that it? It’s like a baby’s toy!”

Evan's heart sank as he felt himself shrink—not just physically, but emotionally. In his mind, he was drowning in a sea of humiliation. Her laughter echoed in his ears, taunting him, making every promise he had ever made to himself feel futile.

“Don’t just sit there! Come here, everyone, you’ve got to see this!” she called out to her friends in the other room, her voice dripping with mockery. The door swung open, and in walked her friends, curiosity plastered across their faces.

Evan couldn’t believe it. He felt exposed and **** as the jokes flew around him like arrows. One of them pointed at him with her finger and smirked. “Oh wow, look at that baby dick!” she shouted, the laughter growing even louder.

“No, seriously! It’s so small!” another chimed in, her words coating the room with a dreadful atmosphere. The collective mockery shimmered in the air, turning his humiliation into something palpable.

The scene felt surreal, like something out of an unpleasant dream. Evan’s cheeks flushed with embarrassment as he tried to cover himself, but it felt futile. With each jibe, he felt a swirling vortex of anxiety rising within him, consuming everything in its path.

Then, to his horror, as one of her friends playfully smacked his small balls, something snapped inside him. Overwhelmed by humiliation and his own body’s betrayal, he felt an involuntary release surge through him, leaving him utterly exposed and ashamed on the floor—a culmination of emotions spilling into an inevitable end.