Try to fix the issue and leave

The building fear and pressure from everyone staring at your naked body sends you into a panic. Immediately, you open up your menu frantically. Without a second thought, you slam down on the exit button, hoping nobody in the lobby recognized you and that you can pretend this never happened.

But instead of opening your eyes and seeing your apartment ceiling, you see everyone in the game still staring intently at your nude form.

“What the hell!” You say aloud. You cover your erect cock in one hand and spam the exit button with the other, but no matter how hard you try, it seems you can’t exit out of the game.

“Someone get admin on this!” Someone shouts in the crowd.

You panic once you hear that the admin might show up. In your frantic state, you remember that you logged out of the game with nothing equipped. “Shit! Maybe that’s why I’m naked!” You think to yourself.

You go over to your character menu and see all of your equipment slots. You usually wear your armor in the lobby anyways, so you hurriedly try and equip it. But as you do, you get a strange message you’ve never seen before.

|This equipment slot is full and can’t be taken off at this time, please try again later|

“What!?!” You say to yourself in shock. You look at all of your equipment slots more closely this time and notice every slot it filled with the same clear gem you found earlier in the raid. Even though it says you can’t take them off, you try anyways, but unequiping the item does nothing.

A looming sense of dread overcomes your mind as you realize you can do nothing to change the fact you’re stuck naked with no way to leave the game. And the worst part is that in your immense embarrassment, your cock seems to go against your wishes and stands firmly erect for everyone to see. You physically can’t move as you stare back at hundreds of eyes staring back at you.

“Yo admin, he’s over here!” Someone shouts. You glance over your shoulder and see two robotic guards that walk around on a wheel instead of legs. Their harsh steel look combined with a police uniform makes it clear they’re part of admin, and they are rapidly approaching. You immediately fear getting caught, especially in your state of undress. So, you slap your hands over your dick and start running away!

“Stop at once HFBSlaughterer!\” _One of the robots says.

You run as fast as you can, making sure to weave through the massive crowd of onlookers who seem to be enjoying the spectacle. The feeling of running around with your cock and balls out feels so surreal and terrifying, especially with so many people around you. You’re sprinting at full speed, but every step feels like a lifetime with your junk swinging back and forth, and countless eyes burning into every inch of your body.

The robots easily start catching up to you, gaining ground faster than you can run away, especially with your bare feet. You look behind your shoulder, trying your best to keep an eye on them to make sure they don’t get too close. But as you do so, you feel your entire body crash into a soft wall.

You fall to the ground, leaving you lying in the middle of the lobby with your cock pointed straight up to the sky like a lightning rod. But instead of attracting lightning, you attract the judgmental and amused eyes of the people around you. What doesn’t make things better is that your cock starts dripping pre-cum down your shaft, marking you as a bigger pervert than before.

You manage to move your head up to see what you crashed into. Even in your slight daze, you see a confused player the size of a shit brick house, with an oddly familiar name. He looks confused and slightly horrified by your nudity, but before you could identify hi, you are pulled up by your arms by the robot guards.

“You are coming with us!\” _The robot says. In your daze and embarrassment, you feel your body being gently lifted upwards with your arms stretched out. Your legs dangle in the air and your erect cock swaying slightly.

You then begin to move forward, with the robots moving painfully slow down the lobby. You feel more exposed than you’ve ever thought possible, especially since you can’t cover your raging, pre-cum tipped boner from the onlookers you pass by.

“What did I do to deserve this!” you think to yourself. You’ve been thoroughly humiliated and embarrassed, and the worst part is that, despite all of this, you desperately need to jerk off and cum. Your engorged cock twitches and pulsates with each eye that stares at its dripping head.

Eventually, the robots take you through a portal, leading to a dark, grey room with a table and mirror on the wall in front of you.