Eliot’s clothes are NEVER gonna stay on him.

As the cameras began rolling Dr.Eliot explained the basic concepts of the experiment to the cameras, but barely a minute into his spiel, he slipped on some water spilled mysteriously in the middle of the dock, and the hunk was sent clean over the railing he’d set up. Unfortunately for him (but great for the droves of horny girls watching) the railing snagged his belt, and the doctor lost his pants as he splashed down to the lake surface. This was humiliating already.

When the blushing hunk opened his eyes under the non-saline water, he was amazed see her— The lake monster, holding onto the dock’s support beams to keep herself from getting sucked into the pump‘s artificial currents. Oddly enough, she didn’t seem all that concerned, and the fishwoman gave Dr.Browning a cheeky smile and wave as his pants-less frame splashed into her sightline.

She was right there! Ready to be revealed to the world!

Eliot tried swimming closer to his fabled creature, but despite how powerful a swimmer he was, there was too much garment tangled around his limbs; in a bout of hubris, the handsome researcher shucked off his coat to get that extra bit of speed. By the time he reached Webby, the current had stolen his necktie and a few buttons, but now he was in arms reach.

The sexy fishwoman bared all her sharp teeth in a naughty ear-to-ear smile as the man swam too close, then she grabbed Eliot by the lapels and yanked him in for a deep, affectionate kiss. Her legs were wrapped around the beam to keep herself anchored, but her clawed hands were wrapped around and groped at Eliot’s taut ass and wide, muscular back.

He thought he might expose the lake monster being so close to the female crews above, but she obviously was having her way of things today. Like always.

In short order, the fishwoman tore Eliot’s shirt off, gave the hottie a spanking, and threw him to the surface-bound current; stealing the boxers off his hips as another little souvenir. As she watched him blast upwards toward the dock, the creature was profoundly disappointed not to see a penis under his pants.

Landing back on the dock in just a single, tiny pair of undergarments, after scarcely sixty seconds had passed, Eliot could say he was absolutely humiliated by how his demonstration had gone down so far. Camerawomen stood in both confusion and glee to see the handsome doctor reappear half-naked.

Then behind him, just audible over the cheers and giggles of the women recording, he heard a bizarre sound. A half-second later, the hunk’s briefs were sucked clean off, and a couple dozen elated women got what they’d been waiting for: Dr.Brownings cock totally exposed, and on film. Winona Thunderfoot started fanning herself as the pretty thing dangled before her eyes, a pair of female park rangers high-fived at the wonderful sight, Rosalind blew one of her patented wolf-whistles, and poor Eliot just turned scarlet.

So much for vindication.