“I want you to show us your penis,” Britney said. “Put your hands on your head.”
Arnold gasped as he blushed. “B-but…”
“No buts,” Britney said. “You do it or you go streaking.”
Arnold cried as he raised his hands putting them behind his head as his now flaccid shriveled little penis was on full display. His balls were like little bags of marbles with only the tip on display. The girls all giggled and laughed and Melanie decided to take some pictures of the little penis. Britney did the same.
“Now…” Britney said. “Let’s play a little game… how big can Arnold get.”
Arnold almost shrieked as he felt a cold finger touch the bottom of his balls and give it a little stroke. Britney did it again and again. And Arnold watched as his tiny tip became fully erect standing a little over an inch.
“Hahaha,” Melanie laughed. “It’s even smaller than what I saw on the boat.”
Britney giggled and pinched her fingers together as she smirked. “Oh look how small it is. It’s like a little boy’s.”
“But he must have finished puberty,” Melanie said. “He’s 18.”
“He’s also… hahaha hairless,” Britney snickered.
Arnold lowered his head in shame. He was never going to hear the end of it. He just hoped the girls would show some mercy and give him his shorts.
