Jezebel want to see the BBC

You hear Carrie and Jezebel talking outside the changing room door.

"Actually, I haven't seen it on a guy before. Can I have a peek?" Jezebel asks Carrie. You freeze midway, pulling your pants up. 'Oh god, please, NO!' you think and pray that Carrie doesn't take her up on it. To your horror, you hear Carrie giggle back."Of course, you did help to pick it out. Chasty, come out and show miss Jezebel what a beautiful addition it has made."

For a second, you hesitate, panicking before realizing there is no escaping what is about to happen. You shyly open the door to reveal your tightly locked-up package.

"Oh my god, wow!" Jezebel exclaims, bringing her hand up to her mouth in a gesture of astonishment. The situation is so humiliating. Another woman is gazing at your locked-up dick. The most private thing a man has. Your confined penis starts to stir after being numbed. Jezebel takes a step toward you.

"May I?" she asks Carrie, referring to your locked-up dick, wanting to have a closer look. Carrie simply nods her head. Jezebel gets on her knees and starts fondling your cage and balls. This finally makes your penis grow erect, and you let out a deep moan of pain. "Oops, I'm sorry," she says, not sounding sorry as you come almost tumbling down.

The bell by the door jingles signaling a new customer entering the shop. "Okay, enough fun. Pull your pants up, and let's pay for this." Jezebel gave your package one last squeeze and got up. They walked out into the store. It took a second to gather yourself and pull up your pants. You were making your way to the cash register, where Carrie finished the purchase and talked animatedly with Jezebel. "Of course, we should have dinner someday. I'll give you a call later in the week, but right now, we need to go home, right baby?" Carrie turns to you and takes your hand, leading you out of the shop and towards your car.