Shake that tiny thing!

"God damn that thing is so puny."

"It's like a little nub."

"Does it even move?"

"Lets find out. Hey shrimpy, make that thing wiggle for us!"

John didn't even hesitate. He shook his hips like he was trying to helicopter. Of course, his blade was too small to actually helicopter.

It was so small it wouldn't even be considered a pinwheel. Paula and Morgan were guffawing up a storm as John's nub wobbled around.

It didn't swing, it didn't hang, it just...sort of wiggled slightly. Despite his hip thrusts and hip shakes that made his butt wiggle with more intensity than his dicklette, it was almost static with how small it was.

Of course, with all the humiliation and arousal going through his mind at the moment, that was about to change. Soon enough he felt blood travel to his cock and after a bit, they noticed.

"HOLY SHIT! Dude! ARE YOU GETTING HARD!?"

"Wait. IS HE?"

"Yeah! Look! It's starting to actually shake a bit." said Paula, wiggling her pinky around like John's little penis.

Morgan had to squint. It was like an itty bitty blur.

"Stop shaking for a sec." she said, immediately gripping his hips to get him to stop.

With it no longer being shaken around, Paula and Morgan got a good look at his penis. He shivered under their intense gazes as they saw his dick twitch.

"HAHAHAHAHAHA! You like this, don't you nubby boy?"

"No..." he said, biting his lip to try to keep from smiling.

"I think you do."

"Heh, yeah. Look at it shiver."

John felt his heart race at these two girls staring at his dick. They both looked at each other and back at his twitching nublet. After a bit, both of them got evil smirks on their faces.