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Chapter 8 by username55 username55

But what kind of pressure? The pressure to tell the truth or a different kind of pressure?

The truth isn't coming, but something else sure is.

All that humiliation and unintentional insulting of his penis finally came to a climactic conclusion, right in front of Marylin. With just a brief moan and a few short spurts, right onto the floor of the office, John felt all the pressure in his little bitty balls just leave his body. Marylin just looked at him, mouth agape and eyes wide open as this little guy in front of her just let loose his seed, for seemingly no reason. While she tried to remain professional, this caught her off guard in a major way.

As John came back down from his high, he realized what he just did and looked back at her, expecting her to be mad. Weirdly, she had a great big smile on her face and was trying and failing to conceal her glee in what has transpired. "My goodness, what a mess you just made. Were you that pent up little guy? I guess I shouldn't blame you, being all nakie in front of a woman." She was still treating him like a small child. All that baby talk had an instant effect on his little dick and instantly brought him back to a full mast.

"Not even a few minutes and that little thing is still twitching. My goodness, you're just too adorable!" She was cooing and fawning over him. Even back when he had an average sized dick, no woman ever treated him like this. It felt weird, it felt shameful, but at the same time....it felt great.

She went behind the counter and got a few tissues and wiped John's cum off of the floor. "I'm sorry about that, Marylin." "Oh don't be, you're still dealing with those changes I'm sure. Just try to keep that little pistol from going off a second time, ok?" John looked right into Marylin's beautiful green eyes and he could swear that she too was blushing. She tousled his hair and then said "You wait here, I'm gonna go check on those lost and found shorts. Ok? Don't go anywhere." As she left, John swore she said under her breath, "If you were only just a few years older...I swear...."

John stood there confused at the series of events. Did....did she like him? That's impossible. He was just a 14 year old kid to her and a tiny dicked 18 year old guy to everyone else. For the first time in a while, he felt a strange sense of pride and it wasn't due to him showing off his dicklette to everyone this time! Some girl may actually like him!

Well, isn't that sweet? What's going to ruin this?

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