With thunderous applause and laughter

As the concert was going John walked through the crowd. At first no one noticed, but as he got closer and closer to the stage, people took notice of his tiny cock and his bare butt. The music was in full swing and everyone was dancing, including John.

As he danced he noted that on the stage was an all female rock group that he never heard of. Though on closer inspection he recognized one of the girls as Vanessa's friend. People in the crowd started laughing and cheering on the dancing tiny dicked nudist with a cold shrunken cock.

He then ran right onto the stage and continued to dance to the song. Eventually the music slowed to a halt as the drummer and the guitarist noticed him. The singer than realized that the other two weren't playing that everyone was cheering and laughing at something.

At first she was pissed that some streaker ruined the show but then she saw what this streaker was (or rather wasn't) packing. "HOLY SHIT! WHERE'S YOUR COCK!? IT'S MICROSCOPIC!!"

This caused the audience to laugh harder than he thought anyone could laugh. That's when a bunch of people in the audience recognized him. "Wait, is that John Doe!?"

"It's freezing out here and yet he's naked!"

"What a brave guy..."

"Yeah, very brave and vERY STUPID! HAHAHAHAHAHA!"

Whoever was working the spotlights got the message and focused a big one on John. He stood in front of hundreds of people, most of them his classmates, in a packed outdoor concert, in the middle of winter, naked and with cock so small that not even the people in the front row could see it. Heck, even the drummer and the guitar player who were mere feet from him couldn't see it!

At that moment, the singer got her mic and said, "Well, look what just dropped in. What's your name, little guy?"

"My name is John Doe. I'm a senior at Spencer Paulson High school and I like showing off my dance moves in front of everyone." he said, briefly taking the microphone from her hands.

"Pfffft....you sure that your moves are the only thing you're showing off?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, I think you might be showing something else off to all of the people in the audience." she said, wiggling her pinky right in front of him.

As he heard the audience cackle at that joke, he felt his tiny member start to emerge, despite the chill he still felt. "I don't follow. What else could I be showing off?"

"Something rather funny, Mr. Doe. Are you sure you're in 12th grade? You look more like you're in 1st grade."

"Nope. Like I said, I'm a senior in high school."

Her eyes went wide. "Oh...really?" She tried to hold back her laughter. This guy couldn't be this big of an idiot, right?

"Well, if you say so. You might want to bundle up by the way, it looks like you're freezing."

At that point she had an idea. If this tiny loser was this oblivious, perhaps he could spice up this set. "So little John, you really want to dance for us?"

"Yup! If I'm allowed to anyway."

"What do you think folks? Shall he dance for us?"

A deafening roar was the answer the band and John got. "Ok then, take it away tiny dancer! Let me play you a song that I think fits the scenario. Ladies and gentlemen, this wasn't part of our set, then again neither was he. So please indulge us and chilly willy over here as we play you our rendition of Gillette's all time classic, SHORT DICK MAN!"