Old wounds open

Michael was actually having a good time! He'd managed to chat up not just some of the old boys from high school, but even some girls! Well, like one, Dona Martinez from History class, but she seemed receptive!

He was feeling good. Real good! The vodka-spiked punch might have had a little to do with that, as well with what he was about to do next...

Across the pool, he saw Cynthia Matthews, a girl that he was on pretty decent terms with back in high school. She wasn't there when The Incident occurred and was one of the few people in school who openly refused to believe the rumors. She was nice like that.

Cynthia was sitting on a deck chair, chatting with some other girls. The slim, pretty blonde was wearing a red bikini and boy was it small. She caught sight of him and her eyes widened as she smiled. She waved to him excitedly and with a slight wobble. Michael waved back warmly and Cynthia then started shouting something he couldn't hear, but her meaning was made clear as she waved her arm in a "come over here" motion.

Michael nodded with a smile and Cynthia hopped up and down with excitement. She was a little tipsy it seemed.

It might have been the thrill of a pretty, scantily-clad girl calling him over, it might have been the buzz from the alcohol; whatever it was, Michael didn't just walk over to Cynthia and her friends, but did a graceful swan dive into the pool, crossing its entirety in one breath. The water was freezing, but he didn't care.

When he got to the other side, he climbed the ladder and got out the pool, he rubbed his eyes from behind his wat glasses and there were Cynthia and her friends sat in a circle of pool chairs about 10 feet away... and they were all staring at him with looks of disappointment, amusement, and disgust.

He blinked and then stupidly said, "What's up?"

"Wow..." Cynthia said, looking away from him, "I guess those rumors were true..."

"Yeah, really true." Giggled an Asian girl he didn't know the name of.

"Really small you mean." quipped a Lashandra Wilkins, a girl he had some dealings with in algebra of freshman year.

Michael's stomach dropped as he suspected what was happening. He looked down and sure enough, there was his penis and balls, shriveled severely from the cold water, barely visible under his small patch of blonde pubic hair.

• (for those who aren't into small penis shaming, or I guess, rather for the people who are into it, the rest of this story doesn't revolve around that. The water was cold, but Michael's actually got a decently sized cock and the shrinkage element is going to leave the story moderately quick. Nuthin' wrong with enjoying a tale of a poor guy with a tiny one, just thought I'd put this out there for clarity so you can decide if you want to read on. Just trying to save folks time, thanks! -Plastruct)

"No..." He muttered as he turned to the pool, his trunks being lifted by a pair of hot girls as they pointed and laughed at his naked body. Suddenly he felt himself being pushed. He stumbled into a gathering crowd of people as they laughed.

"Yo, check it out! Someone got naked!"

"Bro, put that thing away!"

"Hahaha, awwwww, look at it~!"

Michael's heart raced, it was happening again. Just like The Incident but hundred times worse! Michael was buck naked in front of everyone!!!