Public humiliation

You stand next to your locker, towel wrapped around your waist, everyone else already in showering. You slowly make your way to the edge of the communal shower, and take a deep breath. You close your eyes, listening to the water splashing to the ground, and the echoing voices of your team mates discussing everything from practice, to girls, to Jefferson Davis and his effect on modern American politics.

You eventually gather the nerve to drop the towel, and step on in. At first it's not so bad, but then you hear it. The first string quarterback lets out a loud laugh. "Oh yeah! I almost forgot Brent's got a little baby dick!" Your eyes suddenly dart around the room. You see all shapes and sizes, but you're definitely the smallest member of the team down there.

Everyone else laughs, and the attention has suddenly turned to you. You instinctively cover yourself, and shrink back into the corner. "You know what I think?" comes Rick's voice from the back. "I think we shouldn't be selfish. It wouldn't be right. This hilarious sight needs to be shared!" You begin to panic, but don't have time to react before a number of hands reach out and grab you. They drag you out toward the lockers, and hold you down, as the other players get dressed.

Once they are dressed, they lift you up above their heads, and chant "Baby dick" as you try your best to cover yourself. They carry you out of the locker room, into the hall where a few students are standing and talking. They stop talking long enough to laugh as you pass by, and exit the building. You see very few people, and you feel a sense of relief, until you see the field in the distance, and realize what direction you're going.

"Guys, no, please! Seriously. Come on!" You plead, but they can barely hear you over their own chanting. As you grow closer, you can hear the cheerleading squad in the distance practicing their routines, and your heart starts to race. It gets even worse, as you get closer, and hear them stop.

The team marches onto the field, holding your naked body aloft. After another little bit, they set you down, pressing you up against the goalpost. One of the players takes a rope, and ties you tightly to the cold metal post, making sure your hands are secured tight at your sides. You feel the cold wind hit your wet body, causing your cock to shrivel to an even smaller size than usual.

Once they are finished, they step back, allowing the cheerleaders to approach and get a good look at you, laughing loudly once they see what they've been presented with. "Oh my god! It's even smaller than in the picture." "That's gotta be the smallest dick I've ever seen. Too bad too, he's cute." "Yeah, and so is his cock."

The humiliation is almost too much to bear, and then you see her. Hannah standing among the group, her eyes locked on your shrunken member, her hand over her mouth stifling laughter. The humiliation is too much to bear. You suddenly feel something stirring inside you. Blood rushing to a place you definitely don't want it to.

"No, god please not now."