Try to run to the locker room

You throw your hands over your diminutive package, and attempt to sprint to the men's locker room. You almost make it, but at the last second the door swings out and clocks you in the head. You stumble and fall backwards, the impact sending your vision fuzzy. When you come to, you realize that you're laying on the floor, surrounded by fit young women in one piece swim suits. After a moment or two, you notice most of them are staring down at your crotch, and giggling to each other. You look down and remember that you're naked when you see your tiny, shriveled member.

In a panic, you try to throw your hands over yourself and get up, but you're being held down by the girls.

"Mr. Johnson, you really shouldn't move." says the young blonde woman standing over you, with a mischievous smile. "You might have a neck injury."

You try to free yourself, but amongst a chorus of giggles, four of the swimmers hold you still.

"We heard the rumors, but we didn't think they were true." She says, not being shy about staring at your tiny cock. You really start to freak out when you see two of the girls in the back whisper to each other, and run into the locker room. "You really are Mr. Little Johnson." This brings a fresh wave of laughter from the girls, which causes you to blush heavily. It gets even worse when the locker room door swings open again, and the departed girls come back holding a phone and a ruler.

You try once more to break free, but there's nothing to can do. As soon as they approach, they begin taking pictures of your little dick, laughing the entire time. After a few minutes, they hold the ruler up to it, getting a few shots of that. Eventually you stop struggling, and let them do what they're going to do, resigned that your reputation here is gone. It won't be long before pictures of your little secret are everywhere.

Then, just when you think it can't get any worse, you feel an old familiar feeling. The humiliation causes blood to begin rushing down to your cock, which starts to stand at attention. The girls squeal and giggle some more, as it develops into a raging, three and a half inch hard on.

"He's even tiny when he's hard!" comes an amused voice from the crowd, as the girls all point and laugh, getting even more pictures.

"Looks like Mr. Little Johnson is enjoying himself a bit too much. I think he needs to cool off." says the first girl, directing the group to lift you into the air. They carry you over to the pool, and throw you in to the cold water. It hits you and instantly takes away your erection, shrinking your cock within seconds. It is now you are faced with a frightening decision. Do you try to swim away, or let them do as they will?