A curvaceous and skimpily-clad blonde

You finally see who is at your camp and she is an incredibly attractive blonde wearing clothes that accentuate every curve on her body. Her chest is only covered by a white sports bra that, thanks to the rain, is somewhat sheer, so you can see the outline of her perfect nipples. Her firm booty is covered in a matching pair of white yoga shorts which are equally sheer, and you can tell that she’s not wearing any panties. Her stomach is smooth and firm with a hint of abs, and her legs are long and tone.

After seeing her, you can’t help but feel somewhat turned on. You feel some blood rush towards your shrunken penis, which is already below average under ideal circumstances. You begin to worry she might see, so you try to back further into the shadows to avoid detection. As you slowly backpedal, you slip in the mud and fall with a loud thud. The blonde obviously hears this and runs over to see what happened. As she passes the bush you once called cover you can’t help but notice how her cleavage jiggles as she runs towards you.

“What the hell?” she yells when she sees you. “Why are you naked?”

“I, uh, was just, uh,” you stammer while trying to cover your crotch. This only draws her attention to it, and she lets out a loud laugh.

“Why would someone of your size be naked in the woods? If I had a dick that small I’d hide it for good,” she manages to say between laughs.

“It’s not that small,” you say, knowing full well you are below average.

“It really is,” the blonde replies, smiling. “I’ve used chap stick bigger than that thing.”

“Well the river was cold, and-” She cuts you off.

“The cold wouldn’t shrink your “manhood” that much, so just admit that it's small and we can move on”