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Chapter 15 by embarrassedboi29

How does the rest of the filming go? Any more good shots?

Oh no

You feel brushes start scrubbing at your feet which you can't wiggle even a little bit. You can't move anything even a little bit. The film crew had brought in multiple cameras, there is one behind you showing your feet being tickled and your bare butt. There's one facing the crowd, showing the massive amount of people gathered to watch this happen. And there is one facing you, straight on. You are struggling so hard for any relief, you pull and pull and pull but there is no give and your arms won't move, and you can't protect the hollows of your armpits from the long nails poking, scratching, tracing circles, skittering, and you can't bring your hands to cover your tiny, now soft penis, making it barely even visible. You are screaming in fits of laughter and begging. "PLEASE I CAN'T... I CAN'T TAKE ANYMORE, YOU HAVE TO STOP, Oh GOD.. NO, PLEASE NO THIS CAN'T HAPPEN, NOT ON CAMERA, NOT INFRONT OF ALL THESE PEOPLE, PLEASE STOP!" The humiliation is too much, the sensations are too much, and suddenly, your bladder goes.

A steady stream of pee starts coming out and the cameras are zooming in on your tiny little guy completely losing control. This is it. This is your worst nightmare.

"Oh my god, guys, he's PEEING!"
"Hahaha I guess he really is a baby!"
"Wait, holy shit, did you really pee yourself?" Says Kylie as she walks around you just in time to see it happen. Your worst fears are coming true and you're crying but then... you're hard again. This is your worst fear... and your greatest fantasy. This triples the embarrassment.
"Oh our little nakey friend is enjoying this!"
"Figures, remember what he wrote? He's LOVING this. How pathetic!"

Then, on the mic "ok, ok, I think maybe he's actually had enough tickling for now, since the little baby peed himself."

Oh thank god, you think, this is about to be over, finally. This nightmare is about to end and you can't help but think about the orgasm you're going to have when you get home. You feel mortified at how horny you are.

They start to take the straps off and you give a sigh of relief as you put your arms down and hide your ticklish spots from the attacks.

Is that it, is the humiliation over?

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