Surprise guest: Macy!?

"Hey there Ahab, you seem a bit...under-dressed for this party."

Oh no, not her, not now. "Macy?!"

Yes, it was my perverted former coworker Macy. She cut through the crowd at the very first sight of me in my briefs. She was wearing a super-tight black dress that propped up her breasts, black stiletto shoes that made an audible CLACK! sound as she approached, and around her shoulders... she was wearing my coat! "Its a little chilly in here Babe," Macy grabbed me by the tie and pulled me into the crowd of thirsty women with tremendous strength. "Why don't I get you somewhere we can turn the heat up?"

I was dragged through the throng of females like a dog on a leash. Every woman that got close enough didn't miss the opportunity to grope me. I could feel hands sliding across my chest, feeling up my muscles, pinching my cheeks (both face and ass), squeezing my rump, some were even so bold as to try and pull down my underwear. Thankfully I managed to hold on to my final shield of dignity but not without some of the ladies getting a decent glance at my butt-crack and pubes. Desperately trying to hold on to my undergarments from flying free, Macy finally pulled me up to her destination: The stage.

I stood on the platform facing every woman in the entire building; ogling me in my underwear, encircled by pictures of me posing naked.

"Holy crap, that really is the guy!"

"He's just as hunky as he is in his pictures!"

"Please tell me you got a good feel of those abs as he walked by?"

"I wonder if he is just as big under those briefs as he is in the photos."

"Fingers crossed he takes them off for us."

With each remark they shouted, my face grew redder and redder at this grand humiliation. Already on the stage was my boss, Ruby, she appeared from out of nowhere walking up to my side just opposite of Macy. Macy released my tie but I had no where to go, my fan-girls were everywhere. I stood there being examined like a piece of meat in front of countless women while Ruby produced a microphone and began to speak.

"Hello, my lovelies! As you can see, with the help of my friend a surprise guest has arrived on the stage to share his experiences with you as my number one model. Everybody give it up for your good friend Ahab!" Thunderous applause erupted around the gallery. The deafening sound reminding me just how packed this place really was, and all of these people were staring at me.

"Do you and Ruby know each other?" I hissed at Macy.

"But of course, Sugar," She raised her arms to gesture around the room. "We are both lovers of the arts." My blush deepened. "You know when I took your jacket, I only intended to lure you to the stage for this presentation. Who would have thought you would be suited up, or rather, suited down for the festivities. You just made this work about better than I thought." I made a move to grab my jacket off of her but she quickly dodged away, making me look foolish in front of my audience. The cheering morphed into laughter as Macy grabbed my tie again. I ducked out of the fabric before she had a chance to strangle me with it. I was now left in one piece of clothing.

Once the laughing quieted down, Ruby spoke once again, "My beloved fans, as you well know the process of taking pictures of embarrassment isn't easy. But my dear friend Ahab always knows how to put on a show. You don't have to take my word for it, you can see Ahab's inventive process on the screen behind me."

I turned around to watch a projector screen fall from the ceiling of the stage, covering up the top part of my blown-up picture but still leaving everything from the neck down on full display. I at least had some comfort not having to see my photographed expression mirroring the one I had on right now. The lights dimmed as the projector turned on. The first thing that appeared on screen was none other than yours truly, having oil rubbed on him from head to toe by five women.

My jaw dropped in terror. Apparently, one of the girls from Ruby's camera crew was filming my ignominy during the photo shoot from the studio like it were some kind of documentary. The film showed everything that went on from that point. From my ridiculous poses, my abashed expressions, my couples' posing with Ming Zhao, and finally our kiss.

I stood before the screen, so subdued by the fact that everyone was seeing this disgraceful movie, I did not even notice Macy sneaking up behind me with a pair of scissors. With an imperceptible tug on the elastic of my undies, Macy slipped her scissors down my backside; cutting until she reached the bottom of my briefs. With a masterful flick of the wrist, Macy whisked away my last shred of clothing.

I was still so engrossed in the demeaning video, I didn't even realize I was standing completely nude on stage. The movie finally ended. The projector turned off as all of the lights turned back on, giving the flood of females behind me an unhindered view of my naked ass.