Time to Dance!

"Well hon, I did say I wouldn't make you dance in your underwear and well..." My mother in law looked me up and down "...you're not in your underwear anymore. So I don't see any reason why we can't put on a show!" My heart hammered ferociously at her terrifying implications "Get on down there and dance like there's no tomorrow birthday boy!"

At her command, I released her hand and jumped off the stage in another inexplicable performance of acrobatics as I spiraled through the air and landed solidly on my feet in the center of the aisle with my arms spread out like some professional gymnast. My horde of female birthday guests cheered and applauded at my naked landing before them. I didn't even get a next thought before music started playing from somewhere in the background and I started swirling my hips to the beat. Everyone around me whistled and gestured for me to further. With my resistance rendered ineffective, I spun around and waved my arms about rhythmically to the tune of some erotic song. "Don't forget to smile Sonny. Remember, it's your birthday." My face transformed into a toothy grin at my mother in law's words despite the fact that I was screaming with humiliation on the inside. I now looked like a happy fool dancing naked in front of all the women from my work and neighborhood. I twirled my body around so everybody got a good look at me then wiggled my shoulders as I moved up and down the aisle. I was beginning to work up a sweat, causing my chest and other muscles to glisten beneath the bright sunlight. All the women around me were drooling at the sight of me as I continued to step to the music. What are you doing you idiot!? Stop this! This is so humiliating! My internal thoughts screamed at me but my body didn't obey. I placed my hands on my hips and jutted my pelvis forward again and again, causing my sizable cock to flop up and down. My onlookers really seemed to like that.

My mind kept kicking itself in embarrassment as Jenny worked her way through the crowd with her camera. Making her way to the center of the aisle she stood before me camera aimed perfectly in my direction for a close-up. "Hey John! Show some love for the camera buddy!" Noticing Jenny from the stage my mother in law sought to take advantage. "Yes John, do what she says and show how sexy you are!" At her call I turned towards Jenny's camera with that stupid smile on my face. Oh no, no, no, no, no, stop! This isn't going to end well. My inner protests were once again ignored by my body. I gyrated my waist around and started doing some suggestive muscle poses. I flexed my biceps and jutted my arms in heroic positions. Then I turned around and spanked my own ass for Jenny's camera as my titillated audience applauded. "Now act like your in a shampoo commercial!" My mother in law called out. I turned to face the camera once again and started seductively trailing my hands up and down my body like I was taking a shower. I ran my fingers through my hair and blew kisses towards the lens. Jenny made sure that my entire naked body was visible on the footage from head to toe as I did all of this. As the music played another song I started dancing again, showing off moves I had only seen on TV performed by sexy pop artists. I never even imagined my body was capable of such feats. I never was even much of a dancer before all this but it seemed like my mother in law's hypnotism either granted or unlocked hidden talents from within me. If only they would just stay hidden right now. Stop that! Oh God no. Don't move like that. You're showing off your...! Oh God please stop. I didn't even know I was that flexible! Where did I learn to do that?! Oh God it's getting worse! Oh no, don't do that either! As another song played, I kept dancing tirelessly in the nude to the enjoyment of my guests. When another song played, the numerous women around me started tossing dollar bills in my direction like I was some kind of shameless stripper. At this point, I definitely felt like one.

"Yes! Right on John, looking good!"

"Encore, encore!"

"Yes, one more song, one more song!"

"This is so hot!"

"Best party ever!"

"Oh God, I can't wait to tell everyone at work tomorrow!"

"I can't wait to _see _him at work tomorrow!"

"Me too! Damn that dress code right?"

"We'll just have to re-watch this performance later. Right Jenny?"

"Hell yeah, I'm not missing a thing."

I danced and danced before Jenny's camera until the music finally came to an end. Once there was a moment of silence, I posed with my hands on my hips as my adoring audience erupted into an uproar of satisfied acclamation. My ears were drowned in a sea of laughter and cheers.

"Oh my God, that was great!" Jenny was jumping up and down in excitement verifying that she had indeed caught my entire naked performance on film. After so much conditioning, I winked towards her camera and held up a peace sign with my hand while still wearing nothing but that artificial smile on my face. I knew how this looked. Anyone who sees this footage was going to think I not only did this willingly, but I also enjoyed it too.

"Alright everyone, what do we say to the birthday boy?" My mother in law called out to the crowd "On the count of three...one...two...three!"

"Happy Birthday John!" All of my female friends, family, coworkers, and neighbors around me shouted enthusiastically after my naked dance while I just stood there with that ridiculous smile on my face. Please, just kill me now...