Seth hides his dick, but not for very long…

Once I finally got the sense to shield my cock from my coworkers’ intense ogling, I felt a gloved hand slap my ass hard enough to make it jiggle like low-calorie flan. The yelp I let out drew only more attention and laughter, and when I turned to find who spanked me, the only possible culprit I saw was that perverted kangaroo woman... who was now happily escaping with my clothes, wallet, and keys.

While my jaw hit the ground in horror, Olivia spoke up again to ask me, “Sooo... Why are you naked, Seth? Not that I’m complaining, I would never complain about seeing that dick of yours, but-”

Instead of giving this grinning woman her answer, I bolted off after the Kangaroo— hoping that even if I couldn’t catch her, I could at least get away from my horny coworkers and the wolf-whistling, catcalling, video recording crowd around us.

Unfortunately for me, the process of running with only one shoe was too awkward for me to catch my kangaroo quickly, but I was still gaining ground on the thief who stripped and humiliated me. With shame staining my cheeks crimson, I stopped covering my dick so I could pump my arms properly, feeling that I needed my wallet and keys back more than I needed to keep my wiener from bouncing around.

Even if another gaggle of girls jogging through the park got a good laugh out of seeing me streak beet-red beside them, swallowing my pride put me within arms reach of that stupid kangaroo. I eagerly took hold of her costume’s scruff, tugging on her back firmly enough to tear something while I grappled the thief.