Natasha

"Don't worry!" Natasha announces to the women. "This is all above board. He needs a new swimsuit for school this week, and the changing rooms are out of order, so we have to do the fitting out in the open. It's all been cleared with the manager. You can go about your shopping, or you can watch if your curious about the procedure"

"They can't watch!" I cry indignantly, pulling myself away from her and covering my bare, hard shaft.

"Of course they can." Natasha replies. "This is a public space anyone who wants to can be here."

"I am very curious..." one of the women says with a smile.

"No!" I insist. "I'm not going to let you continue until they leave."

"Suit yourself" Natasha answers casually, "But if we don't do the fitting I can't get you your swim suit. I've heard rumors that the coach at your new school makes girls go nude if they forget their suits. I wonder if she'll make an exception if the only boy in the school shows up empty handed"

Natasha and the 3 women and all grinning broadly. They know they have me over a barrel and there's nothing I can do. I submit and uncover allowing all four of them to ogle my hard cock.

"Is this as hard as it gets?" Natasha asks.

"Yes" I answer reluctantly.

"Hmm..." she replies. "We should be careful just in case. I'll have to stimulate you to make sure you can't get harder"

She runs her hand slowly and gently up and down the length of my cock, looking closely to see if it expands.

"Are you sure your hand will give him enough stimulation" of the women asks. "I'd be happy to volunteer my mouth if it means making sure this young man has a properly fitting swim suit to show off to all the girls in his class"

"I don't-" I start, but Natasha interrupts you.

"That sounds like a great idea"

Before I know it this stranger is kneeling in front of me and opening her lips. I can't help but moan as he engulfs my manhood with her warm wet mouth and runs her tongue along my shaft. I can feel an orgasm building within me as she pulls out with a wet pop.

"I guess he really was as hard as he could get" Natasha says with a smiling looking at your now pulsing cock. "Time for the measurement."

Natasha very carefully measures my length and girth as well as my waist, the largest part of my ass, my thighs and she even carefully wraps her measuring tape around each of my testicles. She even has me bend over and pose to measure my ass in different positions and measure the angle of my cock as I o through different motions. She calls out each number to her audience as she goes, then goes back to the start and repeats the process to see if she gets the same measurements. Any time she is off, by even a quarter of an inch, she checks again three times to make sure the measurement is correct.

When she finally finishes, she offers the women in the audience a chance to try and all three jump at the opportunity. The are much less thorough and professional about the measurements, opting to caress and fondle my dick and ass as much as they think they can get away with under the guise of measurement.

When they are finally through my cock is still pulsing and pre-cum is leaking out. Natasha reviews the measurements and announces, "This is going to be a tricky job. We aren't used to men needing quite as much space down there. Nothing on the rack is going to work for this. We are going to need to make special alterations. We know this is a special favor for your coach though, so we can get it done tonight and have it shipped to your school first thing in the morning"

"Perfect" I say. "Can I get dressed now?"

"Dressed in what?" Natasha asks.

I remember that Natasha gave all of my clothes to Jessica. I had hoped to be wearing my new swim suit by the time she returned.

"Can you give me anything to wear?" I plead.