The girls mercilessly tease and bully you and your inadequate genitalia

"Well girls, let's show him!" The sound of clothes slipping off hits you before the actual sight, the cheers and whoops continuing all the while as you stand nakedly, doing your best to cover your growing shame at the sight of tops being removed, bras of every size shape and colour suddenly exposed to the world as they did their best to contain the astonishing cleavage of the feminist club.

It's hard not to enjoy the moment. The Feminists were hardly the most inviting club on school grounds, often even frowned at by the faculty for their rejection of men, but no one could deny how insanely attractive the clique managed to be. Unlike many of the schools other clubs, they had standards: not a one was under six feet tall, they were fit, they all had legs that seemed to go on forever, and, of immediate interest as you find yourself staring as bras unclasp, none of them had a set of breasts smaller than a DD-cup. You begin to stroke yourself as you watch, and earn a laugh.

"Oh look, we're not even started and he's half done!" The red head laughs at you, her enormous breasts jiggling over six pack abs. "I bet we don't even get out of our clothes before he cums!" The chorus of laughter causes you to stop, once again placing your hands to cover your erect dick, only earning you more laughs.

"It's small enough! You don't need to hide it!" Another voice echoes out and hands are suddenly pulling your away, earning another laugh from the room as your erect six inches jut out from your nude form. Suddenly Chelsea is there, leaning in front of you, a finger next to your dick.

"It's not even as long as my finger!" She says, after a quick comparison. Suddenly her hand is on your dick, and you can feel it squeezing, forcing blood from your raging erection as her biceps flexes, revealing hidden strength. "And it's not even hard!" Another chorus of laughs.

"Ugh, men are so pathetic." The red-head is clearly the ringleader, as the room quiets down when she speaks. "Why do we even put up with them." The sneer on her face has you suddenly fearful of what she means, and the slow stalk as she moves towards you, topless like all the rest, makes the fear palpable. In an instant you find yourself on the floor, shoved. "So weak." The sneer never leaves her face as she closes the distance she made with the shove. "So... small...." The pain as her still shoed foot slams down on your dick, driving it into the ground causes you to yelp in pain, causing the room to once more break into whoops and howls. "Should we show him girls?" The sneer is gone, replaced with a smile, though the foot was still in place, grinding your cock on the floor below.

Surprisingly, they all turned around, suddenly gazing over their shoulders, their smile matching the red-heads in every way, as they started to bend down, their fit bodies curving gracefully as they reached down, legs together. One by one, pants and skirts dropped, revealing a vast array of underwear tauntly holding firm cheeks in place down a line, all directed at you. "Like what you see?" The red-head asks nonchalantly, and the first panties drop, revealing a perfect pink pussy popping out from between long luxurious legs, heavily dripping. Then the second panties drop. Then the third. It's hard to focus on the situation as your erection desperately fights against the foot crushing it.

Finally the pain lets up, and you stare at the red-head, only to find her bent over like the rest, her quivering cleft scant inches from your face, her well muscled thighs pressed together like all the rest. It doesn't last long. The room suddenly breaks out laughing again, and the red-head swings around, something smacking you in the side of the head and sending you toppling to the ground again. The barking laughter only gets worse, and you do your best to clear your head only to find the now naked Feminist club all facing towards you.

It was strange how much Chelsea and Taylor stuck out, as the only non-members in the room besides yourself, and it was hard not to wish to be back in the bathroom with just them at the sight of the Feminists. Chelseas flat chest, and Taylors chubby body at least seemed within the realm of humanity, and while the eight and ten inch flaccid members that hung between their legs dwarf your own, even there the others in the room made them seem small in comparison. The only thing to be said about the Feminists was they didn't shave.

"Do you understand now?" The red-head said, sneering once again on her face as she hefted the flaccid eighteen inch member that had sent you tumbling to the ground. "You'll never..." Suddenly a feminist was all over Chelsea, the taller woman lifting the asian girl from the ground and passionately kissing her, quickly followed by another feminist grasping at Taylor "... ever..." It's hard not to watch as the Feminists begin to grope at one another, all of them moving towards one another, a growing mass of undulating limbs "...be..." The red head standing over you reaches down, letting her massive member fall flaccidly and bounce between her legs. "...enough." The red head smiles as she reaches her hand back to her mouth, a strand of her own juices trailing from her groin the whole way.

"Now watch while we show you just how useless men are." She suddenly shifting behind you and holding you in place, fingers at your eyes, holding them open. "Watch." She says again as you see already enormous cocks pulse larger and closer to erection, veins suddenly appearing. "Do you understand?" She asks as you see Chelsea suddenly spitted on a member easily as large as her leg with a cry of ecstasy. You can feel the red-heads own member start to wiggle to life against your back as you stare, its length trailing down your spine. The redhead spit suddenly, fingers never leaving your eyelids. "Pathetic things like you shouldn't even inhabit the same planet as us." You can feel her erection beginning to form as it presses harder and harder down you spine, forcing you to sit straighter and straighter.

"You're not even worth fucking." The voice from behind you suddenly says, the hold on you released. That's all she says before sauntering slowly, tauntingly, towards the escalating mass of sex.