The shortest guy at the park.

The next boy our reproductively-minded reprobate lays eyes on is a pint-sized jogger with boyish charm to spare. He's a good four inches shorter than Vanessa, with wild, platinum-white hair and a super cute smile. Although not her usual type, she catches several other girls checking him out and decides to give them a show; hoisting her wand towards the diminutive man, she beams with licentious anticipation.

When the clothing ruptures from the jogger's unassuming form, exposing his body to the world, Vanessa and the other dirty girls all gasp. His muscles were incredible, looking almost like he was sculpted from marble; if he didn't have a six-pack, it was because he had an eight-pack. These female perverts also noted his pendulous cock looked outright huge against his otherwise lean, compact frame.

"Holy shit… he's hung like an elephant. A really, really small elephant."

"Oh my God, look— he's a natural blonde!!"

"Big. Dick."

"I've got pictures of him that I will never delete… unless I get a boyfriend."

"Do you think that cock tastes as good as it looks? Because I'd like to propose an eating contest."

But there was a 'best' part of this little guy's predicament: Unlike the other men who were nudified, he was wearing earbuds—that weren't vanished with the rest of his gear—and couldn't hear the horny women around him catcalling and wolf-whistling. On the one hand, he is blissfully oblivious to the most humiliating possible situation, but on the other… he's still running naked around a park full of ogling young ladies.

Vanessa and her fellow beaming, propositioning women realize the opportunity before them and switch their cameras to record; capturing every inviting, sexual bounce of that boy's penis as he strides by, before following him, cameras trained on his chiseled ass and wide, muscular back.

They trail him running buck-ass naked for over three minutes, keeping their phones recording until…