The girls want to see “Larry’s” shrimp

May smirked. “If you want clothes. You’ll have to show us your little tiny shrimp.”

The girls all giggled and Lauren’s eyes bulged. She couldn’t. If she did, they would know she wasn’t a boy. “Please… no… not that…”

“Don’t worry, Larry. We won’t show anyone. All you have to do is drop your hands for a brief moment. And then we’ll give you something to wear,” May said.

“No no no,” Lauren cried. “Please not that. I can’t show you my… m-my… p-privates.”

May smirked. “You can and you will. Or we’ll leave you like that and wait for all of the girls on the beach to notice you.”

Lauren gasped. She clutched her crotch afraid to do anything.