The food court

John had been pushed out naked into the food court.

It was made of several small kiosks around the edge, with tables in the centre surrounding an elevator. There where a handful of people working and a few small groups eating at the tables.

The immediate shift change had John quite stunned, although before he could gain his composure, a woman's voice cut through like glass.

"Oh my god that guy's naked!"

With that john turned to see a girl not 15 feet away from him. At the shock of seeing him had dropped her food, bringing Johns nakedness to the whole courts attention.

The court erupted into laughter from those eating to those working the stalls. People where frantic with laughter, pointing, and trying to record the spectacle.

As all the noise hit him all he could think to do was get out of there.

So john started running through the court, **** to get away, his little member bouncing around for all to see as he still struggled against his restraints.

"Wow a streaker!"

"Tiny little thing isn't it!"

Oh my god it's so fucking small!

John's mind was a blur as he ran through the court, trying to get away. Unfortunately for him his path lead him to a section which was blocked off with a table and several girls having some food.

John screeched to a halt, standing bound and naked in front of several girls, unable to see a quick way around them.

The girls all started to roar with laughter as this ridiculous sight just sprinted up to them mid meal.

"Oh my god, why would you even show that?"

"That is so fucking funny!"

"Hey there little guy, where are you getting to?"

The girls where almost in tears with laughter, some holding their sides and others wiggling their little fingers at John.

The humiliation was filling his stomach, John couldn't cover himself or make his legs move.

All he could do was stand there, frozen, exposing his tiny member to the whole laughing food court.