Peter's Prosthetic Penis Pops off

*Pop*

The audience gasps as Peter's cock tears cleanly away from his groin. In my hand is a very realistic penis sleeve. It must be expensive because it would have been almost impossible to tell the difference from the real thing without touching it. I look back to see where it had been stuck to Peter was now just a tiny buried wrinkle of foreskin on top of a hairy set of balls. The pubic hair had been hiding the seam where his false penis was attached. But it was so long it almost completely obscures his actual penis.

Peter's arrogant and aggressive demeanor turns immediately into panic.

Peter: "Give that back!"

He grabs the sleeve out of my hands and tries to cover his small cock but it's too late. Everyone had seen his tiny little dick. He immediately turns to Paul and yells.

Peter: "Stop the show! I need some glue!"

Unfortunately Paul is too busy laughing along with the audience as Peter completely embarrasses himself.

The camera moves in front of Peter for a close up as he frantically tries to reattach his fake erection as it fails to stick. Peter yells at the camera man.

Peter: "No! Stop recording!"

Peter lunges forward desperately tries to wrestle the camera from him. But his hands are already full, one hand holding onto his comically large fake penis flopping around, the other covering up his comically tiny little penis. Anita is about to step forward to intervene but her agent quickly leads her off stage as events look like they might turn violent.

I stand up to help the camera man and Peter elbows me in the gut. I hear Paul behind me laughing even harder as I hunch over in pain. Then before I can recover Peter pulls his fist back and is about to punch me in the face when a burly security guard charges onto the set. He wraps both his massive arms under Peter's armpits, restraining him and dragging him away from me. Peter is once again completely exposed with his pathetic little penis out for all to see.

Peter: "No! Edit this out! Don't show this to anyone! Let go of me!"

His tiny cock and big balls bounce up and down as he kicks and screams while the security guard pulls him off the stage.

After a moment of awkward silence, Paul clears his throat and finally speaks up.

Paul: "Well I believe congratulations are in order. This is the first time anyone has ever cleared all 10 rounds and earned $50000. And what an exciting turn of events for the final round. I don't think anything like that has ever happened before."

I frown at him clutching my stomach where I had been hit.

Me: "Exciting is not the word I would use to describe being attacked."

Just as I see the director hurrying onto the set.