Every girl he ever met in his last life.

It was bright, warm and sunny and Pinky was naked in front of what seemed like every cute girl in existence shoulder to shoulder, stretched as far as he eye could see. He held a heavy wooden box in front of his penis. The landscape, as far as he could see, was made of gorgeous girlies, and he was in a pit with a slow incline, and all had perfect eyesight, able to see him in the finest detail at any distance. If he dropped that box.,, every girl to have ever lived that he care to know would forever laugh about his tiny penis.

{Pa}, {Ap}, and Hazel floated around him as though casually swimming in the air. They were his sisters.

"Well if it isn't the most pathetic brat, ever." Hazel spoke first and it was immediately obvious to Pinky that everyone could hear everything. He would hear every laugh and all the jokes made at his expense. Everyone would hear every humiliating sound. Every taunt, scolding, smack or slip.

{Ap} waited for the giggles throughout this dimension to fully marinate her brother, then taunted "You have so many insecurities you want kept secret. So many embarrassments you don't want us to talk about. But nothing is secret about you."

{Pa}

{Ap}