Of course not

Jenna slowly deals the next hand. Kathy stands with a ten and a six. Beth get a nine and a two, hitting for an eight. Jenna gets two kings, and you get a ten and a two. You hit, but draw a jack, busting.

Jenna smiles wide "You bust! That means we gotta come up with something really mean... luckily we have, and you STILL get to choose. Now, you can either show us how you stroke that pathetic little thing, or I can take one picture of it, and send it to anybody I want."

Your mind races, and you stall, having a hard time deciding between two horrible possibilities.

"Take much longer, and we can combine the two, and send someone a video. What's it gonna be?"

"You can take a picture." you say, with no enthusiasm in your voice.

"Alright then little guy, stand up." Jenna pulls out her phone, as you rise to your feet, blood rushing to your cheeks. "Alright. One...two...three!"

Just before she takes the picture, Beth drops down, and pulls the front of your panties down, exposing your tiny, flaccid cock. The camera goes off before you can cover yourself. "Oh come on!" You say, but Jenna is already flipping through her contacts.

"Now, let's see. Who can I send this to..." Suddenly, she gets a sadistic grin. "There we go! Let's send this one to Meghan Speagle."

"No! No you gotta be kidding! She's got the biggest mouth in town! That picture's gonna get sent to everyone!"

Without acknowledging your complaint, Jenna hits send. "I guess we'll find out... I guess everyone will now." She laughs, and puts her phone away, making her way back to the table.