First, humiliation, then he may be clothed.

Before he could reach the modesty of any blankets or pillows, Griffith’s door slammed open, cracking against the walls as a small army of Gems burst in with expectant grins; Yellow Diamond’s Pearl at their lead. She seemed to wear the widest smile, although nary a face wasn’t beaming at the embarrassed man’s giant cock standing rigid and free.

Feminine giggles absolutely filled the room while Griffith failed to hide his twitching hard-on; the many hot women who’d barged in now pointing and wolf-whistling at the sexy, naked boy as he turned crimson. It took less than eight seconds for the crowd to completely overwhelm him, cooing and pinching the first male they’d ever seen— particularly one that was buck-ass nude. Griffith squeaked with shame as a score of ladies fought for the chance to spank, squeeze, and fondle his body.

“Okay, okay, keep it moving ladies— we’ve got two objectives here.” Canary said, stalking towards the babbling mess of a space-hunk through her gaggle of titillated tag-alongs, “Get him dressed, and get him off.” She set her gaze directly upon his member, and gave it a little stroke, saying to the room, “And I think we’d all like to start with the latter.”

As soon as the words left her mouth, several Gems pinned Griffith’s arms, laughing like hyenas with their perfect view of his cock. He couldn’t tell whether they were soldiers, diplomats or technicians, but they all drooled over the way his face contorted with embarrassment, and the way his penis throbbed to attention.

“Wait! Please just give me clothes!”

Canary ignored his comment, yanking the crotch of her leotard aside, and pulled her master’s boyfriend chest-to-breast with herself; stroking his massive willy whilst staring Griffith dead in the eye. Giggling at his utterly arrant embarrassment, she threw a leg around his waist and came down over his cock, but…

“Ow!! Your stupid penis is too big!” The yellow handmaiden cried, as she tried to shove Griffith’s meat inside her tight, wet snatch. Wincing when her next attempt resulted in a splash of pain for both parties, Canary demanded, “Make it smaller now Human, I want to try sex!”

Blushing while Pearl’s uninvited entourage watched him get dominated by the twiggy woman, Griffith blurted out, “I can’t do that! Ow! Can’t you just shapeshift a bigger vagina!?”

“What? No, I, uh, can’t, uh, shapeshift…” Canary started to flush saffron, withering as snickers got directed her way too. “C’mon, just squeeze it in here!”

“But it hurts!”

“I don’t care if it hurts I— hurk!” suddenly, Canary slid over his cock like a sheath that’s way too tight. Both participants yelped in pain as their sexy parts squeezed together, the feeling of which made the blushing space-whore orgasm straight into Pearl’s pussy; the skinny girl rushed to scramble off Griffith’s rod with an audible *pop*, cream dripping out of her love-hole all the while.

The surrounding Gems laughed uproariously at Canary’s humiliating antics, thus Griffith and Pearl were both mortified, feeling their countenances burn under the oppressive derision around them. To salvage her image before the other girls, Canary put her lips around his throbbing dickhead, but was shoved off by the horny crowd— getting a face full of his cum for her troubles.

Nearly as humiliated as Griffith by this rape-y commotion, Canary scowled and brought over a tiny rack of clothing. Still blushing bright orange, she said, “I got you off, now hurry up and get dressed already.”

With a slap to his reddening ass, the other Gem girls sent the naked, limp-dicked boy to his outfit, but…