Richy

“Richy lives the closest to us, so how about we talk to him first?” Rachel suggested.

“Yeah, sounds good!” Emily replied.

But before Micheal could speak and agree with Rachel, he looked down at his naked body, a flash of red crawling up his cheeks as he was reminded of his nude predicament. He watched as Emily and Rachel got up from there seats, grabbing everything they needed to go out and start their drive.

“I guess I’ll stay here then…” Micheal said.

“Oh hell no! You’re coming with us, big guy!” Emily said.

“What!” Micheal exclaimed. He couldn’t believe what he just heard.

“You’re part of the mystery! Might as well bring you along for the ride!” Emily said, her loose justification feeling weak to Michael’s sensibilities.

“But I’m completely freaking naked! You expect me to go out like this!” Micheal said, standing up and unknowingly flashing himself to both of the girls again. Rachel immediately looked away, and Emily stared down at his tip before Micheal covered himself.

“Unfortunately, I think Emily has a point…” Rachel began to say.

“You have got to be joking, Rach…” Micheal said, a quiver in his voice. He felt his cock throb, both in fear and in slight arousal at the idea of walking out of his apartment in his birthday suit. Who knew what could happen out there, or worse who could spot him!

“I know, I know! It’s very embarrassing, and I get that! But… if Richy does have your clothes, you can easily change into them when we get there! It beats having to stay naked for much longer, right?” Rachel explained.

While it was a decent explanation, there was no way in hell that Micheal would risk further embarrassment outside his own home.

“M-Maybe we can find you something to wear? Make the trek to Richy’s house less embarrassing, yeah?” Rachel asked, to which Micheal immediately responded, “Yea please! I could take anything!”

“Even a mini-skirt?” Emily joked. Rachel began to laugh, with a bit of a blush as she thought of Micheal in a mini-skirt and nothing else.

“No…” Micheal replied matter of factly.

“Worth a shot! Come on, I’ll find something for ya!” Emily said as she took one of Michael’s arms and lead him upstairs, leaving his other hand to desperately cover his cock and balls.

Rachel watched as Micheal and Emily walked up the stairs, her eyes firmly placed on Micheal’s bare ass as it jiggled with each step

“God he’s so cute….”

Micheal stood awkwardly in front of a pile of clothes, all of which belonged to Emily. He tried every single article of clothing she had (that she was willing to give away of course) but each one was way too tight on him.

Frustrated, Micheal waited for Emily to pull out one last piece of clothing she could offer. She rummaged through her closet, her skirt riding up higher than before, revealing her underwear and gorgeous ass. Micheal felt his cock throb as he stared down at her round cheeks, a noticeable and cute mole on one of them particularly took his attention.

“Like what you see, big boy?” Emily said out of the blue, shaking her ass and swaying her hips for Micheal. A blush ran across his face as he felt called out.

“N-No! Can you please just find me something to wear!” Micheal said, flustered and losing patience by the second. Being naked was one thing, but having this beautiful woman tease him and make him hard was a whole other problem Micheal would have to deal with.

“Ahh! Here’s something, and it might just fit ya!” Emily said, standing up straight and turning to Micheal, a pair of grey sweatpants in her hands. Michael’s eyes lit up with hope as the waist band looked big enough for him, at last!

Without even asking, Micheal took the grey sweatpants from her hands and immediately put them off, not caring about covering his rock hard cock as he felt a sense of relief finally putting something on today.

But as he put one leg in and then the other, he realized that these pants gave him the complete different problem! They were way too big!

Hoisting them up to his waist, the sweatpants immediately fell down, only being caught by his erection before slowly sliding down to his ankles.

Micheal took his hands and quickly covered his penis, all with a blush as red as blood. He looked forward and saw Emily with a smug look on her face.

“Good enough..” She joking said, taking in Micheal’s nude body fully, like she was scanning him with her eyes.

“God dammit! Why won’t any of these clothes fit me!” Micheal said, with defeat in his voice as he held his erections in his hands.

“Calm down, Micky… These pants fit ya just fine! You just gotta, hold them up! I’m sure you can do that, right?” Emily said, trying her best to help Micheal.

Micheal let out a sigh of frustration as he bent down to grab his pants from off the floor. Pulling them up again, he made sure to keep them up this time with a firm grip along the waist band. Following Emily out of the room, Micheal felt that some cruel god must’ve cursed him with the worst luck this morning, but he doesn’t know how bad it’ll get just yet…