Yes

You can't help but notice her eyes move down to your crotch. You hope she doesn't notice, but that hope doesn't last long.

"Mr. Wheelock!" she says in shock "Are you... enjoying this?"

Her question causes most of the room to look directly at your crotch, the ones toward the front also noticing your arousal.

"N-no! I wasn't-"

"Well if that's the kind of attention you want, have at it! Drop your pants. Show off." She says, glaring at you.

"No, no please. I wasn't..." But you trail off. There is no pity in her eyes. Slowly, you undo your belt, and let your pants drop. There is renewed laughter at the sight of your tiny boner pressing against the front of your gray boxer briefs.

"The underwear too." She says, her tone making your situation even worse.

"Please don't-" before you can get the whole sentence out, you feel her grab the waistband of your underwear, and yank them to the ground, revealing your skinny, 3 inch erection to the entire class. A howl of laughter comes from the class, as Ms. Victoria hides a chuckle of her own.

"I guess it wasn't photoshopped. My apologies, Mr. Wheelock. You DO have a tiny penis."

You stand there, stunned, feeling a small hint of a dangerous feeling creeping through your hard cock. You silently pray that your notorious hair trigger holds out.