Not a lot (Sarah's sadistic scheme)

Sarah almost couldn't believe her fingers when they sent their first report back to her brain after their expedition through Matt's pubes. There had to have been a mistake, she must have somehow took a wrong turn under the blanket and found his outie belly button, there was no way the tiny fleshy thing she was feeling was actually his cock. Running one finger down it's length, because one finger was all it's meagre width could accommodate, she realized that it really was his dick.

She struggled to suppress a bark of cruel laughter as her finger completed it's exploration of it's length in less than a second, before slipping over it's tip and accidentally smearing precum on her fingertip. Pulling away from his cock, Sarah quickly wiped that sticky moisture on his thigh, before moving to put her hand back on his dick to get a proper feel for it. Even that was difficult,Matt's meat was so small that she nearly lost it in his boxers, but she was soon able to get a hand back around it again.

All it took was one palm to completely encompass the thing, like it was a mouse or a baby bird, a comparison that made Sarah cover her mouth with her spare hand to keep her mocking smile hidden. Glancing up at the owner of the teeny weenie only made Sarah's struggle worse. Behind thick lensed glasses, his eyes were wide and hopeful, as if he hadn't just presented a cocktail sausage to a cougar.

Squeezing her thumb and forefinger around it, like she was picking up a tube of lipstick, Sarah wasn't sure if she should be amused or insulted. The thought that Matt genuinely believed his mini-dick could genuinely entice was completely laughable, but the audacity of it all was almost enraging. Not only was Matt uncool, he was also the polar opposite of hung, and yet he had still thought he had a chance with her?

For a smart nerd, that was a very stupid thing to think.

Now Sarah wouldn't just dissuade him from ever wanting her, she would punish him for his cockiness (or lack thereof), and she held in one palm the perfect tool to humiliate him. A cock the size of her thumb, that twitched in pathetic excitement, it's owner clearly unaware of the dark thoughts swirling in the head of the one holding it. Making this dork regret ever coming to her party would be delicious, and it could be as simple as pulling down his boxers in front of everyone.

But Sarah wanted to play with her food a little first.

"Ooh, wow," she cooed quietly into his ear, "nice and hard."

"R-r-really? Y-you like it?" Matt stammered, hope welling up behind his glasses.

"Mmhmm," Sarah lied, "it's really. . . hard." It's rigidity was about the only thing Sarah could compliment it on, and even that was damning it with faint praise. It being rock hard already just meant that this was the biggest it would ever get. With her thumb and forefinger she did her best to teasingly stroke it, but with only around an inch of room, she didn't exactly have a lot to work with.

Still, it seemed to work. A squeak like a noise a puppy would make escaped Matt's lips, as a fresh glob of precum spilled over Sarah's fingers. Sarah's teasing handjob (fingerjob) had only been going on for a few seconds, when she felt extra eyes on her. Glancing up, she caught sight of Nicole looking at her, a smug smile stretching her thin lips.

"Having some fun over there Sarah?" She asked, her smile never wavering.
"Just thought I'd get a leg up on the competition," Sarah replied, nonplussed, "getting a *little* bit of knowledge, y'know?" Everyone was looking at Sarah now, but she was unconcerned. Once she showed them what Matt had down there, they would understand just why she had been so curious about it.

"Was it useful knowledge?" Nicole continued her questioning, as Sarah slowly drew her hand back from Matt's boxers.

"Very," Sarah smirked, "are you guy's done with Nicole's dare already?"

"Yeah," Tom huffed, "turns out Nicole's crappy phone can only send 240 character texts, and she says that the dare was only for her to send one text, that's all she had to send." Looking at the blocky brick of plastic in Nicole's hand, Sarah could well believe it.

"Oh well, guess it's your turn Nicole," Sarah said, still smiling. The nerdy girl returned the look with a grin of her own, clearly happy for Matt that Sarah seemed so happy with what she had found, although Nicole didn't know the real reason Sarah was smiling.

Putting her phone back down in her seat, Nicole stood up to grab the hat for herself, careful as she moved to not let her shortened skirt rise up high enough to flash anyone. Once she sat back in her seat, she tugged her skirt down again, trying in vain to cover her pale thighs. Placing one hand into the hat, she stirred the slips twice, before drawing one.

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
Now, we're back to the original intent of this chapter. Sarah will not be going easy on Matt just because he has a tiny dick, in fact, she might go extra harsh on him for even daring to think she might have liked his little thing. As always, the next two chapters in this story are available on my Patreon for paying members, and there will be another poll uploaded today, just to add a little flavor to the story.

Thanks for reading.

https://www.patreon.com/Cheesers123