Little Joey

Just then one of the gym attendants approaches. "You guys can't do this in here!" He chides.

There is a groan of disappointment from the gathered gym goers and a sigh of relief from Joey.

Then the attendant states with a grin. "But the aerobics room is free, why don't you take it in there."

A cheer goes up. Joey looks at him in astonishment. "What! Brendan you son of a bitch!"

Brendan shrugs. "A bet's a bet Joey."

Joey backs up. "Fuck this, fuck all y'all, I'm not doing it."

Suddenly his 'buddies' grab him by the arms. "Oh yes you are big man." They laugh. "You're always so careful to cover up in the change room, time we saw what you were packing after all your bragging."

The whole group of you, about 15 laughing and jostling young men and women in total, all clamber into the aerobics room. Joey is struggling the whole way but he is no match for the group of muscular dudes pushing him along. Half the gym clears out as you file in. Penny was smiling. Everyone around her was patting her on the shoulder, laughing, telling her how amazing she was. She didn't let it get to her head but it felt nice. She had tried so hard for so long to stay quiet, not to draw attention to herself, to stay invisible, that this sudden positive attention was amazing. She was also really starting to clue in that she was no ordinary girl. She was different in all sorts of ways.

Once in the room the spotlight swings from Penny onto Joey. He was a big man, over six foot and well built. But his size and strength couldn't help him as four other gym bros held him firm, one on each arm and two on his body. He struggles mightily to no avail. "Let me go guys! Fuck!"

There is a moment where nobody seems to know what happened next. Penny wasn't sure if she should take control or...

Mercifully one of the women from the treadmills steps forward, she seemed to be something of a ringleader. She was a little taller than Penny but probably half her bulk. She was slender, almost waifish. Her jet black hair was stretched back in a tight ponytail. She looked of mixed heritage, a Caucasian-Asian mix of some sort. She wore tight yoga pants and a tank top.

She was a natural leader. "Okay, let's form a circle here." The men and women follow her lead and form a circle around her, Joey being held at one edge. "Penny, come on up, you should get the best view." Penny nods and steps into the center of the circle facing Joey. She crosses her arms and takes a wide stance, it is a powerful dominant stance.

Joey looks at the woman and practically begs. "Bree, come on now. Don't do this."

Bree ignores him and looks to another woman. "Carlie...would you like to do the honors?"

The gathered group laughs at some inside joke, it seems Carlie had something of a reputation. A curvy blonde steps forward with a huge grin across her face. Her defining feature was her massive rack, Penny was thinking she'd only ever seen a bigger set of tits on her grandma. "Of course!" Carlie cheers. Again, laughter. Joey was starting to look like he was going to be sick to his stomach.

Carlie walks up to Joey. His **** eyes pleading her not to do it. She gives him a wink then goes down on her knees. "Okay, here we go!" She grabs the band of his gym shorts and pulls them down to his ankles.

'Big' Joey pops out. It was the saddest little thing anyone there had ever seen. It was maybe the width of those baby carrots you can get in the supermarket and it was almost all head. The shaft, what there was of it, actually shorter than the knob end. It was maybe 2 inches. It didn't even have enough length to droop, it just stuck out like a little light switch in the off position. What made matters so much worse were the shriveled little raisins he had for balls. Years of steroid **** had taken their toll. There wasn't a hint of hair, he kept it smoothly shaven, likely to make it look bigger. It ended up just looking like the package of a school aged boy. Joey's huge body only acted to contrast his shame even more.

Joey blushes furiously as there is a stunned moment of silence in the room. Thanks to the wall of mirrors Joey could actually see himself as well. Almost on cue the entire room bursts into uproarious laughter.

Penny giggles uncomfortably. She too found Joey's shortcomings more than hilarious. She had trouble even believing they could be so small. But something about this public shaming wasn't sitting right with her. It was too much and it wasn't intimate enough. She realizes she would have probably enjoyed this more in a much smaller group, or even one on one. This just seemed cruel.

Bree was beaming but not actually laughing as she raises her hands to call for silence. "Okay, there it is everyone. Big Joey." More ripples of laughter. "But I believe the bet was to get it hard for us. Isn't that right Penny?" Joey looks at Penny with a pathetic expression.

Penny laughs nervously. "Well yeah. But it's okay, we don't have to."

"A bet is a bet. This man's honor is on the line." Bree turns back to Joey. "Carlie, work your magic."

Carlie nods eagerly and kneels up to start sucking on Joey's nub. It was like she was sucking on a thick straw. Joey's eyes widen as Carlie's very experienced and very talented mouth goes to work on him. Penny could see his muscles flex as he tried to resist her, it was a losing battle.

Within a minute or two she comes off of it giggling. "I think that's it."

Joey's stiff four inch erection was on full display. It wasn't any thicker than before. It really looked more like a thumb than a cock. The girls start giggling and whispering among themselves. The guys are just looking at him with a mixture of disgust and pity. One of them mutters. "You poor bastard."

Carlie had been stroking it to keep it hard. Joey's final humiliation followed. His face beet red he grunts and bucks as the saddest little load of thin viscous jizz dribbles from his tiny peen. Again, years of roids had played havoc on his ability to produce baby butter. He moans pitifully as the cum soon drizzles to an end, dripping on the floor beneath him, and his little pecker almost instantly looses its stiffness.

Bree looks at the clock. "Three minutes everyone. Three minutes."

There is more laughter though there is a tinge of pity starting to blend with it. The gathered women shook their heads in disbelief of what they were seeing. Poor Joey saw his potential for getting dates go up in smoke for a long time to come. His reputation was fucked.

Penny felt for the guy, even though he was an asshole, but she had to say something. She steps forward. "Don't you EVER speak about my Daddy like that again. Do you understand!?" She stood powerfully. Abs tight, lats flared, her strong and well defined right arm pointing at him to let him know she meant business. Her cerulean eyes flashing with an inner fire. She looked like something from a comic book.

The whole group stops dead. What a weird thing to say. Everyone in the room however makes a mental note there and then ...don't fuck with Penny's Dad!

Joey nods. His head downcast in shame.

The group begins to disperse. Joey is let go and he pulls his shorts up quickly. His entire demeanor different. The cocky gym bro persona was gone, probably forever. Carlie gets a spray bottle and a towel to clean up the teeny puddle.

Bree approaches the dynamo Penny. She could recognize someone special when she saw one, and there was zero doubt that this girl was special. Penny was incredible and Bree could sense she was just starting to tap into her potential.

Throwing an arm around the muscular blonde Bree says. "Say Penny...ever thought about joining a sorority?"