Run back stage, where we meet an embarrassed woman.

Regardless of how tempting it is to continue ogling Raquel—or even join in on—making a plaything of Macy's naked form, I'm also on display to the wolf-whistling auditorium, and blushing up a storm. Natalie and Ming Zhao too, and while we'd love to help humiliate that smug pervert, I take the lead by shouting, "Thank youuu, Raquel~!!" and scoot away from that awestruck audience; two half-dressed hotties in tow.

My busty busker bestie calls back, "Anytime y'all, hahaha! Trust me, this, is fun." whilst mercilessly walloping Macy's bare ass, and the three of us blow her grateful kisses while ducking into the backstage door.

We travel away from those glorious spanking sounds, ecstatic to escape sight, but there's a familiar face awaiting us once we cross that threshold: Zelda, shivering there in her saucy pink lingerie. I see panties, push-up bra, translucent stockings, and garter belt— the only things pinker than her racy undergarments were our blushing faces as she struggles to remain decent, staring at the wide expanses of my nude, muscular body.

Holding the tiny shorts in front of my huge cock, I go lightheaded, but retain enough composure to guess what'd happened to Zelda's fanciful princess gown, "Macy?"

"Macy." She replies, clearly peeved and embarrassed.

"Tell me about it."

Once we're all done catching up—red-faced and commiserating our shared humiliations—I turn away from these sexy women to get dressed, although… it's still making my head light to feel their gazes searing into my bare butt. Ming Zhao even removes her helmet to better ogle me as I struggle to get dressed.

"No, nonono— no no no…" My face heats up until it's burning so hot it could cook a steak. You see, although Macy was almost my exact height and size, she was missing an important part of my anatomy, and there wasn't a snowball in Hell's chance my swollen cock was going to squeeze into her lilliputian shorts. But I guess that's just my life; if it wasn't for disappointment, I wouldn't have any appointments. I power on anyway, hopelessly trying to cram my anaconda into these short-shorts.

The three sexy, scantily-dressed women around me grow impatient with how long my getting dressed is taking, and lean in to get a view of my front side; they all gasp at the sight, and Ming Zhao goes ahead and says it, "Oh my God, your penis won't fit in the shorts!"

"Then, can I have them?" Zelda asks, smirking, "I mean, if they can't hide your manmeat, maybe you should just let that huge thing hang out."

"Noo!!!" I clear my throat, still blushing profusely, "I mean, no, I can't go out there naked again— I just can't!"

"You know Ahab…" Ming Zhao singsongs, bedroom eyes drifting across the wide swaths of my bare skin, "we could always 'help' you fit them~" she locks her gaze onto my throbbing dick, and licks her lips.

"We?" The cute librarian's eyes go wide, excitement filling her face, "You mean I, can 'help out'?"

"Oh yeah, a little three on one…" Natalie adds, checking me out just like a lioness would eye a limping gazelle, "I like the sound of that."

"Then it's settled."

"Wait, what!?!"

"Hands on the wall, Ahab! And get ready for a thorough frisk," the topless businesswoman commands with a devious grin. As I freeze under her voice—too shocked to move a muscle—she forces my hands onto the wall, physically shoving me into the 'position'. Giggling, she yanks my shorts down to my ankles, casting them aside once they've cleared my feet.

Ming Zhao purrs, evaluating my throbbing member and rapidly flexing body like meat; as she lays her velvety soft hands on my bare ass, I gasp, unprepared for that heavenly sensation. Natalie and my hot librarian friend soon join in, groping my naked body with unbridled vigor.

I feel so **** this way, totally naked, and with no protection from this duo of sexy, intelligent women… and Natalie. The hands running along my muscles are incredibly sensual, but when my crush whispers, "You are going to adore what comes next, my sexy little Boytoy," into my crimson ear, my heart practically stops.

This is arousing in all the best and worst ways, but…