Somehow, Tess and Wanda come through.

the excessively curvy blonde shouts, “Wait!” at the very top of her lungs.

My breathing almost resets to normal as the women groping me slow down; when they don’t stop, Tess hollers, “Hands off the hunk! We’ve got someplace to be!”

With that loud call, the college girls stop actively assaulting me, and twist to face her. Only a couple hands remain on my ass.

Now that I can cover up again, Wanda slaps herself into the present; upon putting her jaw back into position, the gorgeous, dark-skinned costumer yanks Ruby aside to tell her, “That’s enough. Quit torturing the poor hunk— You’ve got a real job to do anyway.”

“But he’s sooo hot when he blushes~“ the redhead whines.

“I know…” Wanda bites her blue lips, “but we’ve got work.”

“Okay, okay fine, I’ll get back to work.” But even if I’m on the clock, I don’t want the fun to stop.”

Turning to address the oversexed mob surrounding my naked body, the petite pervert shouts, “Listen up, one of you lucky girls will join us for the professional shoot!”

“What!?!?” I scream, totally unprepared to be the prize for such an awful sweepstakes.

“Pick me! I love cocks!” Squeals a tiny, bespectacled blondie.

“No pick Me—“ says the tallest girl present, “I do life drawings, and I can ‘exaggerate his dimensions’ downstairs!”

“Me! Me! Meeee!!!” Screeches the most average woman in the crowd.

But Silent is the Muslim girl who’s been so God, er,— Allah-damn bold until now. In this moment, she stands biting her lips at me, with eyes wider than dinner plates.

“Tempting, but that boy just doesn’t have enough penis…” mocks that tall brunette from earlier.

“Cock.”

With my nude body mere inches away from hundreds of grasping fingertips, I blush and beg my diminutive and cruel boss over the ceaseless screaming, “Are you seriously gonna just let them fight over humiliating me!?”

“Aw please, I’m not that twisted, Zachy-Wachy…” Ruby teases while she draws little circles on my pecs, “I’m gonna let you pick your poison.”

She gestures towards the frenzied throng, those horny coeds all leering at me with differing magnitudes of approval, and gives me a repugnant ultimatum:

“So, Sexy… Which of these lovely ladies do you want to join us?”