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Chapter 3 by ManRayMansker ManRayMansker

Which color: Pink, Navy, Lavender, or Yellow?

Yellow

You stumble into your apartment, exhausted from another long shift at the office. The air conditioning provides a welcome respite from the sweltering summer heat that clings to your skin. As you stretch your arms overhead, you notice a strange package sitting by your front door. Curious, you walk over and pick it up, turning it over in your hands.

The shipping label reads "Replacement Air Filter." Odd, you think to yourself. The apartment complex usually sends just the standard cardboard ones. This one looks...different. Yellow casing instead of the usual bland cardboard box. You shrug, figuring it was probably a mixup. No matter. You grab a new air filter and toss the dirty old one in the trash. It was overdue for a change anyway.

Plopping down on the couch, you fire up TikTok, allowing the endless stream of videos to wash over you. Beautiful women in skimpy bikinis dance and prance for the camera, their perky breasts and juicy asses jiggling with each movement. After a while, your cock starts to strain against your underwear. Feels like it's been ages since you last got laid.

You head to the bathroom, stroking yourself absentmindedly under the scalding hot shower spray. In your mind, one of the TikTok girls is on her knees, huge tits bobbing as she slurps and slurps on a tiny cock... Wait, what the hell? Why are you imagining yourself with a microdick? The fantasy girl looks up at you, smirking. "It's a lot easier sucking microdicks like yours," she purrs, casually stroking her little finger. You cum hard, painting the bathtub with your seed.

Shaking your head to clear the bizarre scene, you head to bed. But the dreams are even wilder. You're standing in a bathroom and some girl comments, "You might want to sit down to pee with such a little thing." You watch in horror as your average erect morning wood slowly shrivels into a tiny nub. Then you're in an anonymous glory hole and feel a wet mouth encasing you. "Hey, push closer," a muffled voice laughs. "Your dick doesn't even fit through the opening enough for my lips!"

You wake with a start, covered in cum and still mostly hard. But as you sit up, you realize with dawning horror that your dick is really small. Like, micropenis small. You grab it with thumb and forefinger, heart pounding. The thing is miniscule, lost in your fist.

Frantic, you try to get cleaned up and dressed, but it's a struggle. Your cock is so short and soft, you can barely get it past your fly to pee. You pray that no one sees you like this. But of course, as soon as you step out of you stall at the office restroom, you bump into Linda from work in the hallway. "M-Morning," you stammer, crossing your legs. But your tiny dick slips free, bobbing obscenely.

Linda bursts out laughing, then runs off to tell the whole office. Your face burns with humiliation. You make an emergency appointment with the urologist, but she just looks at your pathetic nub with stubborn professionalism. "Surgery in three weeks," she says, before you're ushered out.

Those three weeks are agony. You're constantly adjusting yourself, your cock a constant reminder of your inadequacy. You order penis pumps and pills online, ****, but they do nothing. The pump can't even connect to your little dick. You're at your lowest point.

You go through embarrassing 3 weeks and when the surgery date arrived the surgeon informed you that you didn’t have enough tissue to help with what the surgery required. Leaving the clinic you are desperately in need of a distraction and go to the local bar as you drown your sorrows you bump into a girl from high school. She welcomes you, all smiles and curves. Despite your hesitation, you find yourself at her place, clothes coming off. And then her hand brushes your crotch... Your heart sinks. She giggles at the sight of your micropenis. "It's...cute. Like you!" she coos. She sucks it like a lollipop, bringing you to a quick, dribbling climax.

Next thing you know, she's suggesting 69. "We can go all night," she says later, smirking down at you. "I can treat your baby dick like it's a real cock!" She baby-talks your member, bringing it back to life.

So begins your new life. You quit the office, finding a remote job for the peace and quiet. And the freedom to explore your new size. You and your girlfriend make amateur porn, her and her friends cooing over your tiny wiener. The lemon scent in your apartment is oddly comforting.

You've become a small-dick porn star, proud of how you please. Your inadequacy has become your secret strength. Funny how life works out.

What's next?

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