Sanji Has a Small Penis

Oh… My… God!” One woman screamed before falling over herself in laughter. “Look at how small that thing is!”

“That’s your dick!” Another snorted. She scoffed as she folded her arms underneath her breasts. Now unashamed of her nakedness. “If you can even call it that.”

Sanji went to fold his thighs in a pathetic attempt to hide his unimpressive manhood. But a large hand just slapped him hard. He bowed his head in shame as the crowd of beautiful women laughed at his tiny, one and a half inch penis. Growing smaller from the shame of the situation.

“Is that why you spy on women?” The woman holding his arms chucked him under his chin. “You know you’ll never be able to please them with something like that?”

“I can!” Sanji said panicked. Although he knew how **** he sounded.

“’I can,’” She mimicked back to him. “Come on Ladies. It’s time for this pervert to apologise to all of you. Form an orderly line.”

The larger woman picked Sanji up and placed him firmly in front of her.

“You’re going to stand here like a good boy and apologise to each of these women for spying on them,” She commanded. “And for having such a tiny, baby peepee.”

“Shit!” Sanji felt tears of shame fall down his cheeks as he was placed in such a helpless position.

The first woman came up to him, looking into his eyes.

“Well then?”

Sanji swallowed.

“I’m sorry for spying on you… And for having a tiny baby, peepee.”

The howls of laughter echoed in his ear. The woman in front of him gleefully giving his cock a harsh slap before she moved on.

“Now then, pervert boy,” His captive whispered in his ear. His face went pale at her commands but she just tightened her grip on his wrists.

“Um… Thank you.” Sanji cringed, closing his eyes. “For laughing at my silly little peepee.”

The next woman in line leapt up, immediately running over to pinch Sanji’s testicles hard.

Sanji felt the nudge at the back of his thigh.

“I’m sorry for spying on you and for having a tiny baby, peepee,” He repeated. “Thank you… For laughing at my itty bitty balls.”

Sanji was made to repeat the words over and over as every woman came up to him to share in the moment. Cackling as the tears streamed down his face. He felt lightheaded by the time it was finally done, having made the confession to over twenty women.

“Come on, get those things off him.” The proud woman stepped in. Swiftly pulling off Sanji’s trousers and shoes, tossing them aside. “Surely we can find something more appropriate to wrap up something like that!”