Lesson Control

Tawny had been suspicious for weeks. Ever since she caught you obsessively comparing yourself on your phone, she’d been waiting for the perfect moment. Today, Erin showed up looking like pure temptation pink crop top stretched obscenely over her massive, head-sized tits, tiny white skirt hugging her plump ass and thick thighs. The moment the door locked behind her, Tawny smiled that dangerous, knowing smile.“Baby,” Tawny said, voice sweet but commanding, “go get the phone. Then strip. Completely naked. Right here in the living room. Erin’s going to get a proper look at what I’m marrying.”

Your heart hammered. Erin’s blue eyes lit up with delight. “I’ve seen the pictures… but I want to see it hard. In person.”You fetched the phone with shaking hands. When you returned, both women were comfortably seated on the couch, legs crossed, watching you like predators. You stripped. Shirt. Pants. Boxers. Your cock sprang out already half-hard from the sheer humiliation.Tawny clicked her tongue. “Look at that. Even trying to get hard and it’s still tiny. Show Erin what we’re working with.”

You stood there naked as Tawny took the phone and pulled up your entire collection the AI analysis, the comparison shots, the brutal breakdown. Erin scrolled slowly, biting her glossy lip.“Oh my god,” she giggled. “It says right here… even when fully erect, it’s only the size of an average guy’s soft dick. That’s actually hilarious.”

Tawny stood and circled you slowly. She grabbed your shaft with two fingers and stroked it firmly until you were as hard as you could get. “There. Fully erect. Measure it for her, sweetie.”You handed Tawny the tape. She made you stand directly in front of Erin, legs spread wide. Erin leaned forward, her enormous tits nearly falling out of her top, eyes locked on your throbbing cock.

Tawny pressed the tape along the top. “Hard length: three point seven inches,” she announced loudly and clearly. “Girth: just under four inches. That’s it. That’s your maximum. Most men are this size when they’re completely soft and hanging. Pathetic.”Erin reached out and wrapped her small hand around you. Her fingers overlapped with room to spare. “It’s so cute,” she cooed, giving it a condescending little squeeze. “Like a big clit. I can cover the whole thing with one hand.”Your face burned with shame, but your tiny erect cock twitched hard in her grip, leaking a steady stream of precum.Tawny smiled.

“Lesson One: Proportions. Erin, hold your hand next to it again. Look how much extra room there is. Now imagine a real cock thick enough that her fingers wouldn’t even touch.”Erin took several photos on her own phone while Tawny dictated. They posed your tiny hard cock next to everyday objects: a lipstick tube, Erin’s fingers, Tawny’s pinky. Each comparison made you look more inadequate.

“Lesson Two: The Reveal,” Tawny said, pushing you onto your back on the large rug. She stripped off her own panties and straddled your face first, lowering her already-wet pussy onto your mouth. “Start licking. Show Erin how a boy with a three-point-seven-inch erection earns his keep.”You devoured her eagerly, tongue working her clit and plunging inside while Erin watched with hungry fascination. Tawny moaned and ground down, smothering you.

“See how wet I get just from his tongue?” Tawny told Erin. “Because his dick sure as hell isn’t going to do it.”

Erin climbed onto your hips. She rubbed her slick, bare pussy lips up and down your tiny shaft, teasing the head against her entrance. Then she sank down.She took all of you instantly.

“Oh… that’s adorable,” Erin laughed softly, rocking her hips. “I barely feel it. It’s just… there. Like a little finger. My pussy is still hungry for more.”She rode you with shallow movements, never needing to adjust because you were so small. Tawny lifted off your face briefly so you could watch Erin’s tight cunt swallow your entire erect length with ease, her clit rubbing against your pubic bone.“Feel how loose I am around you?”

Erin teased, clenching deliberately. “I could take two of these and still want more.”Tawny took over, mounting you next. She controlled every movement, only letting the head and first inch or so dip inside before pulling back up. “Lesson Three: Teasing and Denial. Girls like us need to be filled. Stretched. Hit deep. Your little average-flaccid-sized erection just tickles the entrance. It’s cute, but useless for actual fucking.”

They edged you mercilessly. Every time you got close, they lifted off completely, letting your tiny cock slap wetly against your stomach, twitching and leaking. They took turns sitting on your face while the other played with your pathetic dick flicking it, slapping it lightly, measuring it again when it started to soften from denial.

“Soft now it’s down to two point four inches,” Tawny announced during one measurement break, holding the tape up for Erin to see. “Even smaller than most guys’ soft cocks. Adorable.”

Erin brought out the thick, veiny dildo from Tawny’s bag the one that matched a real hung cock. She held it beside your tiny erection. The contrast was devastating. Your fully hard cock looked like a miniature next to it.“Watch what a real cock does to me,” Erin purred. She lay back on the couch, spread her legs, and worked the big toy deep into her pussy, moaning loudly. Her massive tits bounced as she fucked herself properly, describing every inch.

“Fuck, it’s hitting my cervix… stretching me so wide… I can feel it everywhere.”You were **** to stroke your tiny dick while watching, stopping whenever commanded. When Erin came hard around the dildo, squirting slightly, Tawny made you crawl over and clean her pussy with your tongue while Erin cooed praises about how good little-dicked boys are at cleanup.Hours passed in a haze of relentless humiliation.

They measured you in every state — fully hard, edged and throbbing, post-denial soft, even after a ruined orgasm. Tawny took detailed notes on your phone while Erin filmed short clips.“Three point six inches hard after the first ruin,” Erin read out. “It really doesn’t grow much at all. Most men get twice this size when they’re fully erect.”They made you kneel and beg. Tawny stroked your tiny cock with just two fingers while Erin dangled her huge tits in your face and whispered in your ear.“Tell us what you are.”“I have a tiny penis,” you gasped, voice cracking. “Even when it’s fully hard… it’s only the size of an average man’s soft dick. It’s not enough for either of you. I’m just a pathetic, small-dicked loser.”

“Good boy,” Tawny praised, speeding up. “Now cum for us. Show Erin how little you shoot.”You exploded pathetically — weak, watery spurts that barely cleared your own balls and landed on your stomach. The women laughed softly at the unimpressive load.

“Lesson Six: Cleanup and Aftercare,” Tawny said, pushing your head down. “Lick every drop.”You obeyed, licking your own cum off your skin while they watched, kissing each other and touching each other’s bodies above you.When it was finally over, you were a trembling, broken, cum-covered mess on the floor. Tawny pulled you up gently into her arms, letting your head rest against her soft breasts.“You did so well for your first real Small Penis 101 session,” she murmured, stroking your hair. “Erin’s staying the night. Tomorrow we’ll continue your training. Maybe we’ll invite more visual aids.”

Erin kissed your forehead sweetly. “I can’t wait to keep studying this cute little thing. It’s so fun to play with.”

Tawny smiled down at you. “Now go make us dinner. Stay naked. We want easy access for the rest of the night.”As you stood on shaky legs, your tiny cock still slightly chubby but nowhere near impressive twitched one last time at the promise of more humiliation.