Is she joking?
No
Daniel's mother shoved him out of the dressing room stall. Daniel gasped, clutching himself tightly. He could feel his damp cunt and soft boobs squished beneath his hands, and he started to hyperventilate, trembling, tears welling in his eyes. He was naked!
"Come on, Dotty." His mother pried his arm off of his chest, trying to pull him forward.
"I'm naked!" he protested, voice breathless. This was so humiliating. This was the worst thing that had ever happened to him! It was only made worse by the feeling of his cunt throbbing under his fingers, his perky nipples now exposed to the air conditioning.
"And that's how you'll stay. Come on, Dotty."
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