Ride a float

"Here's the deal Ahab. There is a ton of things I want that gorgeous ass of yours to do but luckily for you I'm in a bit of a bind here. I want you to keep up this professional performer act and ride one of our floats for the parade. The original performer quit on me so now we have an open slot to fill."

My ears turned red, "You want me to go out in the parade? Like this!?" I lowered my chin indicating that I was still naked as I cupped my junk closely with my hands.

"As much as I would love to see that, I have to say no. We have a costume for you for the float. So this favor kind of helps you out too. Aren't I the best?" Macy smiled.

I nodded, "Okay, but I still need to get to my apartment or at least my work place after this."

"Where is your apartment and work place anyway?"

"They aren't too far apart, my place is on Barrett Street and my work is on Cherry Boulevard."

Macy perked up, "That's perfect! the parade route is right next to both those streets!"

"Seriously?!"

"Yes! They are both towards the end of the parade. You can just hop off once you get close."

For the first time ever, Macy actually offered me some hope for getting dressed. I could just do this favor for her than jump off the float once I see an opening. This could solve all our problems: I help Macy, George wont get fired, and I can be in pants by the end of the day. I got so excited I pumped up both my fists into the air, "Whoo! Finally! This is perfect!" Macy and George's eyes fell to my dick as soon as I uncovered it.

"Yes, it certainly is." Macy licked her lips. I threw my hands right over my privates again as I remembered I was still naked in front of Macy. "Now don't go doing that handsome, you may have blown your cover with me but all the other girls in here still think you're one of ours. You have to keep up the act until my people in wardrobe fit you for the costume. Now keep those hands to your sides and act like your happy to be here." My brief moment of confidence faded so fast. My cheeks turned pink as I slowly parted my hands from my genitals before the two enraptured women.

"Yes, that's it. That's what Mama likes to see!" Macy prodded, eyeing my dick. My face reddened as I placed my twitching hands on my bare hips in order to keep them from reflexively covering myself. Throughout all the time I modeled for Ruby, the work may not have gotten less embarrassing for me but I at least learned a few tricks on how to power through it.

"Alright Macy, you got your show. Now fork over that costume."

"You're not listening Ahab," Macy arose from her chair "you have to be fitted first." Macy placed her hands on my shoulders then quickly spun me around to face the bustling staff. She let out a loud whistle that made me and George jump and the rest of the staff pause and look in our direction. "Hello everyone!" Macy was speaking at the top of her lungs "Listen up! As you all know our actor for the float bailed on us at the last second." My eyes were darting all over the place in panic. These people may have been used to seeing naked men but none of them were the center of attention like I was now. My heart started pounding. "But fear not crew! This sexy fellow right here will be filling in for him." Everyone in the tent nodded with interest as they were all fully taking in my nudity. I swallowed. "His name is Ahab Melville, he lives on Barrett Street and works for Byrne Studios as a professional model, so he knows what he's getting into. I need every member present to help fit him into the costume for the float. It is the least we can do for him for saving our asses." It was then that Macy slapped me on the ass "He would also like to say a few words. Go ahead hot stuff."

Now Macy was putting me on the spot in front of everyone despite already saying everything that needed to be said; including unnecessary info like where I lived and worked. I should have known she wasn't going to make this easy, let alone less embarrassing. A cheetah never changes it's spots. I reluctantly waved at everyone, "Um, hi? Hello everyone. I'm Ahab Melville, as all of you already know. I'm...very excited to work with you guys. So happy to help out." I glanced around at all the awkward expressions throughout the tent. "That's it."

There was a brief moment of applause before Macy slapped me on the ass again. "There's a good boy! Now come on people, we don't have all day! I want this hunk fitted in the next thirty minutes! So don't be shy about those measurements." Macy grabbed my butt cheek and squeezed so hard that I flinched "Really get in there. Don't hold back, he's a pro. Make sure that every nook and cranny of this gorgeous body is thoroughly examined for the right costume got it?" Macy gave my butt one final slap and that was the signal for every staff member in the tent to converge upon me.

The first one to approach me was that woman in the heels with the clipboard who I caught smiling at me when I first came in here. She held out her hand while carrying some measuring tape in the other. "Hi there Ahab, My name is Sylvia. Very nice to meet you." I blushed as I took her hand.

"Oh. Yes. Thank you Sylvia. So nice to meet you." Our handshake lasted longer than I thought it would as she took the time to ogle my naked body from hips to tips.

"Very nice. Now let's get started!" Sylvia held out her measuring tape and asked me to raise my arms. I hesitated for only a moment since the action made me feel even more naked in front of all these people who were beginning to crowd me. One portly woman with frizzy hair carrying her own measuring tape got on her knees and patted me on the thigh. "Spread your legs a bit kid, I need to examine the goods." I gingerly did everything they told me to do if only to make this humiliating process go faster. As I parted my legs, Sylvia steadily took my chest measurements while the frizzy haired woman measured my calves and thighs. More people jumped in to measure and examine other parts of my body; even going so far as to touch my most intimate areas.

All these hands rubbing against my bare flesh was giving me stiffy, much to the enjoyment of the staff. One of the ladies even knelt down and decided to measure my erection, "It's best to have this information on record. That way we'll know if we can fit you into anything we have," She pulled her measuring tape away from my penis and did a low whistle once she looked at the number "and I don't think we have anything that will fit that! But I'm sure we can dig up something." She flicked my boner playfully with her finger as I just stood there face flushed. I had to endure the rest of that humiliating thirty minutes with more unnecessary groping and measuring until they finally settled on a costume for me to wear on the float.