Work Sucks

You pull into the office parking lot on Day 3 of your new hellish paradise, the pink chastity cage digging mercilessly into your groin with every shift of the gas pedal. Tawny had chosen today’s panties herself a sheer white lace thong that framed your locked nano-dick obscenely, the thin string buried deep between your ass cheeks. The frill of the waistband peeked just above your belt line if you bent over even slightly. All morning you’d sat through meetings with your legs crossed tight, the constant pressure of the cage turning your pathetic attempts at hardness into a throbbing, leaking torment. Every time you stood up to grab coffee, the cage shifted, the bars rubbing your swollen, denied head and forcing another bead of pre-cum to soak into the delicate lace.

By lunch you were a mess sweating, half-hard in plastic, terrified someone would notice the faint outline or the way you walked with that careful, mincing gait. Your cock tried desperately to swell against its prison every time you thought of Tawny’s parting words: “Be a good little panty-boy at work, baby. Leak for Mommy. Tonight the real research continues.” The humiliation made your nano-dick pulse harder, turning every conference call into an exercise in self-control.

You finally get home, cock aching, balls heavy and blue. Tawny is waiting in the kitchen wearing nothing but an open lab coat and black thigh-high stockings, her massive tits and thick ass on full display.

“Strip,” she commands immediately, voice already husky with scientific lust. “Panties and apron only tonight, Subject.”

You obey, peeling off your work clothes until you’re standing there in just the cum-stained white thong and the frilly pink apron she hands you. The lace cups your cage tightly, the bow on the front sitting right above your locked shame. The apron barely covers the front of your thighs, leaving your ass completely exposed. Tawny circles you, giving the cage a sharp tug that makes you whimper.

“Mmm, look at my pretty little housewife. Nano-dick straining all day in panties while real men worked. Get in the kitchen and start dinner. I want that cute ass wiggling while you chop vegetables.”

You’re at the stove, ass out, apron strings tied in a bow at your back, when the front door opens.

Erin’s bright, excited voice fills the house. “We’re here! And I brought Nick for his education session with the two proud researchers!”

You freeze, spatula in hand, as Nick and Erin step into the kitchen. Erin looks stunning in a short lab coat over red lingerie, her enormous tits threatening to spill out. Nick stands beside her, tall but already blushing as his eyes lock onto your exposed, panty-clad, caged crotch.

“Oh my god,” Erin laughs loudly, delighted. “Look at him, Nick. That’s your stepdad locked in a tiny pink cage and cooking dinner in frilly panties. Tawny’s turned him into the perfect nano-dick housewife.”

Tawny saunters over, lab coat flaring open, and kisses Erin deeply before turning to Nick. “Welcome to the lab, boys. Tonight we’re expanding our research. Both of you are far too small not to be properly managed. Dinner first, then measurements.”

The meal is pure ****. You serve them in your apron and panties while the women chat excitedly about “data collection.” Nick keeps stealing glances at your obvious cage bulge, equal parts shocked and aroused. Every time you bend over to set a plate down, your ass is on full display, the thong string vanishing between your cheeks.

After dinner, Tawny clears the table with a wicked grin. “Living room. Clothes off, boys. Time for the main experiment.”

You and Nick stand naked except for your cage and his boxer briefs. The two women sit on the couch in their open lab coats, legs spread, pussies already glistening. Tawny holds up the measuring tape like a sacred relic.

“Side by side. Erect first.”

You both stroke yourselves. Despite the cage, they unlock you for the comparison. Your nano-dick reaches its pathetic max of 2.6 inches. Nick’s micropenis swells to 3.75 thick inches—noticeably bigger, harder, and girthier. Erin claps excitedly.

“Nick wins again! Even his micro outclasses your sad little button, baby. Now, let’s compare you both to average male data. Average erect length is 5.1 to 5.5 inches. You two are both clinical outliers tiny, useless, perfect for chastity and panties.”

Tawny produces a second pink cage, identical to yours. “Nick, you’re far too small not to be locked. Erin and I agree. Time to cage that micro and put you in panties too.”

Erin helps slide the cage onto her fiancé while Tawny narrates every humiliating detail. Once both of you are locked in matching pink prisons and fitted with fresh lace panties—yours baby blue, Nick’s soft pink the real testing begins.

“Oral performance evaluation,” Tawny announces, voice dripping with horny-scientist lust. She and Erin drop to their knees in front of you. The sight of your voluptuous wife and your stacked future daughter-in-law on their knees, lab coats discarded, is almost enough to make you cum in the cage.

Tawny engulfs your entire caged nano-dick in her hot mouth, sucking the bars while her tongue probes your leaking flesh. Erin does the same to Nick, moaning around his slightly larger but still micro caged cock. The wet, slurping sounds fill the room as they worship your denied pricks with filthy enthusiasm.

“Mmmph—taste how **** my nano-husband is,” Tawny moans, popping off to slap your cage against her tongue. “Leaking like a broken faucet after a full day in panties at work. Nick’s micro is leaking even more now that he’s caged too. Perfect little pair of locked toys.”

They edge you mercilessly with their mouths and hands, bringing both of you right to the brink inside the cages before pulling away, laughing at your **** whimpers. Pre-cum drips freely down the pink bars and soaks your panties.

Finally, the women stand and move to the couch, spreading their thick thighs wide.

“Reward phase,” Erin purrs. “Clean us up with those eager tongues while we compare your locked clits.”

You drop to your knees between Tawny’s powerful thighs while Nick buries his face in Erin’s dripping pussy. The living room fills with wet licking sounds and feminine moans as you devour your wives. Tawny grinds against your face, smearing her juices across your lips and chin while she reaches down to flick and tug both cages.

“That’s it, my panty-wearing nano-boy… eat Mommy’s cunt while your tiny locked dick leaks in lace. Nick’s doing such a good job on Erin too. Two locked, inferior men on their knees where they belong.”

Erin bucks against Nick’s mouth, moaning loudly. “God, yes—your micro feels even cuter caged. Smaller than average, just like your stepdad. Both of you belong in panties and plastic from now on.”

The women cum hard, first Tawny flooding your tongue with her sweet release, then Erin soaking Nick’s face. They switch you halfway through, forcing you to eat Erin’s creamy pussy while Nick services Tawny. The taste of both women mixes on your tongue as they praise and **** you in their breathy, scientific voices.

“Subject’s oral compensation: exceptional,” Tawny gasps between orgasms. “Genital inadequacy fully offset by tongue skills. We’ll be running these sessions weekly.”

By the time they’re satisfied, both you and Nick are trembling, cages glistening with pre-cum, panties ruined. Your face is shiny with their combined juices. Tawny pulls you up and kisses you deeply, tasting herself on your lips.

“Excellent first joint experiment,” she whispers hotly. “Tomorrow we start full-day wear for both of you. Work in cages and panties. Maybe a little remote teasing app. And next weekend… group measurements with visual aids.”

Erin giggles, stroking Nick’s cage. “My micro-boy and his nano-stepdad. The two smallest dicks in the family, properly locked and pantied. This research is going to be so much fun.”

You stand there in your frilly apron and soaked blue panties, cage throbbing, face covered in pussy, next to your equally owned stepson. The humiliation burns white-hot… and you’ve never felt more owned, more ****, or more painfully aroused in your life.

The horny scientists are only getting started.