Small

Nathan's throat tigthend as his eyes flicked across his option. His hands trembled slightly as he hovered over the options. He wanted to grab the medium large one... But he knew with one look at the pouch that it was to ambitious for a guy as small as him. He couldn't keep the game going on longer. And hey.. who knows maybe the teens will be nice to him. With a deep breath, Nathan finally reached for the blue speedo labeled S. His voice cracked slightly as he muttered: ''This.. this one will work''.

Miranda raised an eyebrow and leaned in, her grin widening as she took the speedo from his hands to inspect it. ''Small, huh?'' She glanced up at him, tilting her head slightly. ''Well, that’s… fitting'' she shot a glance down at the flat front of his jeans. Nathan’s cheeks burned hot. ''I mean... it’s just, you know, probably the most comfortable'' he stammered, his words coming out in a frantic rush. ''I don’t want it to be too loose or anything''.
''LOOSE!'' she roared. Her laughter filling the room before she composed herself. ''Sorry thats wrong of me... you know to laugh'' She said still grinning. Nate's cheeks burned bright red.

She smilled tapping her foot on the ground. ''Go try it on... Im curious..'' She says trying to sound serious. But nate saw the amusement in her face. ''Okay.. can you turn around?'' He asks her. She smiles and nods turning around. He quickly glanced at her ass barely contained in the tight red swimsuit of hers. Nathan’s face burned as he slipped out of his clothes. his heart pounding. Glancing nervously at Miranda, who stood with her back turned. he huried to pull the blue speedo up his legs. The snug fabric snapped into place, but as he adjusted himself, he realized the pouch felt… loose. His Dick had allot of space to move around as he took a step. It jiggled a bit. It was like the speedo had been made for someone slightly more endowed.

''im ready'' Nate said in defeat. Miranda spun around, taking one look at him before bursting into laughter. She covered her mouth but couldn’t hide her wide grin. ''Oh.. my god Nate, Well thats something''. “What?” he asked, his voice cracking. Miranda smirked, giving him a long, amused once over. ''You know, my little brother used to wear that size. He was, what… eleven? Maybe twelve?'' Nathan’s stomach sank. ''so young?'' he stammered.

''Yeah'' Miranda said, laughing even harder. ''And honestly, I think he might’ve filled it out more than you do now'' She winked, her grin was sharp. ''But hey, at least you have got room to grow, right?''. Nate felt like dying of embarassment. ''I can't go down like this.. The guys will laugh at me'' He whines. ''Oh believe me they will. And none of the girls are going to want to fuck you know'' She grinned. ''It's a shame... Seth and Jane even had a crush on you.. But once they see you like this..'' Her hand points toward the tiny bulge in his speedo. ''That all is going to fade away'' She grinned.

''Anyway im going downstairs... we will be waiting for you'' She smiled. Her laughter could be heard threw the hallway as she walked away. Nate was left in the room. exposed in only a tiny blue speedo with the smalles bulge of every guy on the team. He was dreading what will come now.