Laughter, a lot of laughter (Sarah's sadistic scheme)

Surprisingly, Nicole was the one to break first. A little snort of laughter burst from her mouth, like it had snuck up on her too fast for her to stop it in time. A slender hand flew to cover her mouth, but it was too late. That tiny snicker was like the pebble that caused an avalanche, falling down and striking a larger boulder, before a final moment of stillness.

A cacophony broke that silence. Tom's bellowing laughter charged out of his chest, echoing loudly off the walls as he stared, laughed, and even pointed at Matt's inch long pecker. It was quickly joined by Miranda's stifled giggling, that sounded almost confused even as it rang out through her perfect lips. The two of them practically fell on top of each other, laughing so hard that they needed to clutch to each other's arms for balance.

They weren't the only pair laughing. Across from them, ashamedly, Nicole and John were laughing too. Nicole still tried to cover her mouth with both hands, but the laughs still **** their way out like hiccups, making her shoulders shake as she tried and failed to stop herself. John, meanwhile, guffawed with his head in his hands. Much like with Nicole, it looked like he wanted to stop himself, but he just couldn't.

Matt's alleged friends, were in complete hysterics at his tiny dick. Sarah almost felt bad for him.

In complete shock, underwear around his ankles, he stood stock still. His dick had probably gone flaccid from the shame and humiliation, but no one would have been able to tell anyway. A change from 1.1 inch to 0.9 wouldn't have been noticeable without a microscope anyway, but it was made even more difficult to see due to the tears of laughter forming in the other's eyes.

Below his little cock, his balls shriveled up too, defensively drawing back towards his body. In fact, his whole being had switched to a completely self-protective posture, with hunched shoulders and balled fists. That, combined with everything else about his dick (and just him in general), meant that Matt couldn't have looked much more pathetic if he tried.

It had been an easy thirty seconds by now, and everyone else still hadn't tired of laughing. Faces were getting red, tears were streaming over cheeks, and yet still no one could stop, Ironically, Matts dick was so unsexy that it was bringing other couples together. Miranda and Tom were resting their heads together as they laughed, still clutching at each other for support, and John and Nicole were leaning hard towards each other.

The only person who wasn't creased up at Matt's little issue was Sarah, and that was only because she was crushing her hairbrush so tightly in her palm that she might have had to have it's spikes surgically removed.

"Fuck, h-how does that even happen?!"Tom choked out, his voice uncharacteristically high and warbling. That question made the laughter worse, with Miranda howling and literally kicking her feet beside him.

"I'm so sorry Matt," Nicole squeaked, "it's just. . . I can barely even comprehend it!" Her words broke down into a fit that sounded more like sobbing than laughing, as she shamefully hid her bright red face from her betrayed friend. Without thinking John consoled her, wrapping his arms around her in a bear hug and cradling her head to his flabby chest.

Betrayed by everyone, alone in the world, Matt very slowly turned his head to look over his shoulder. That gave her plenty of time to call on her amateur dramatic skills. By the time he saw her out of the corner of his eye, Sarah had put on her best gobsmacked impression, looking around open mouthed as if this reaction had been a surprise to her.

Meeting his lost gaze, she raised her empty hand as if to say "I don't know what's happening," before giving him a moderately reassuring thumbs up. That gave him enough confidence to turn back around, where he suddenly realized that Miranda had crossed the room to be right in front of him.

"Sorry, Matt, but I've just. . . I've gotta see this properly," Miranda squeezed out between occasional chuckles, staring only at his mini dick even as she talked at him. Before he could say anything back, she sank down to perch her bare ass on the edge of the coffee table, and began to marvel at his dick up close. Like she was admiring a work of art or a scientific sample, she titled her head carefully around it, drinking in it's puniness from every angle.

Brow furrowed in confusion, she flicked it from below with one finger, making it bounce up and down before settling back into it's original position. Taking her experiment further, she grabbed it between her thumb and two fingers, before tugging on it. If she expected more dick to somehow come out, she was disappointed, as his cock instead remained resolutely miniature.

"Is this really it?" She giggled under her breath, maintaining her grip but switching up her movement so that she was gingerly stroking his shaft instead. there wasn't much to stroke, of course, but she tried her best to make his penis do something. She even cupped her breasts for him experimentally, trying to see if there was anything she could do to coax it to get bigger.

A single drop of precum from the acorn tip of his cock was all she got for her efforts.

"Enjoying yourself there Miranda?" Sarah asked, leaning around Matt from behind. Despite being there the whole time, her sudden appearance still made Miranda jump, before another rush of giggles issued from her mouth.

"Sorry, Sarah," she laughed, rising to her feet. "I'll leave Matt to you," she said as she scurried away, halfheartedly covering her naked pussy and breasts as she ran excitedly back to her seat. "I don't think there's enough to share anyway," she added just before she retook her seat.

The laughter had been dying down, until that final comment from Miranda. After that, it rose back up again, though never as loud or as continuous as it had been at first. Shame finally seemed to be overtaking the participants, or at least some of them. Nicole and John both allowed their laughter to trail off, the latter trying to play off the final chuckles as a cough.

The two of them slowly seemed to sober up as the laughing stopped, until they were both conspicuously silent. Matt stared at them in disbelief as they awkwardly shuffled around, eyes either down on the carpet or glancing quickly at each other. Breath came heavy through Matt's nose as he glared at his former friends.

Even though Tom was the one who had laughed hardest and longest, the sting of betrayal could only ever come from a friend, or from two friends in this case. Matt was understandably pissed at them, beneath the feelings of social anguish that must have been tormenting him. By his sides, his fists trembled with petulant nerd-rage in addition to shaking with sadness.

It seemed that he might have been about to lay into them for failing to back him up at all, or maybe even launching himself over the table at John. As entertaining as seeing a naked dork pick a fight with another loser twice his size would be, Sarah still had other plans. If making Matt rue the day he met her was a cake, then this current humiliation had made for a delicious layer of sponge, but it still needed icing, and the cherry on top.

Before Matt could do anything he might regret, Sarah took the next step of her plan.

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