Chapter 3: Home.
Ahh I fall into my big leather couch. What a great day I think to myself. Thinking about the day made me realize i have not orgasmed yet. While putting my fingers onto my nub, I get a timely message from Abigail begging me not to orgasm and to only orgasm from a womens hands, because according to her the more desperate I am to cum, the more I will humiliate myself. Well I can't argue with that logic and just turn on the tv to ignore my constant ache of arousal.
Small penises are regarded by the world as a joke, and women are the cause of it. So much of the fun women have is run by humiliating little appendages, which is why I have to sift through female comedians making jokes of having sex with micropenises fully knowing they never actually did, and girls dancing to Rihanna size queen references "are you big enough, take it take it.." which all girls look up to. Until finally I look wide eyed at my own humiliation of the day on the news, where billions of women will see across the globe, me in high resolution spreading my asshole for the girls as punishment.
As I gaze at the T.V, I ponder the fact that most of my humiliation came from Abigail and not from me, which is why, with the help on my aching balls, I decided to go to the club tomorrow on my own. A perfect place I reasoned, as women only go there since men lost interest in women long ago, and hopefully get a nice sweet orgasm at the end.
Book 2:The Rave
Groggily, I stumbled out of bed. The constant ache of my penis kept me awake through the night, and I realize I must get rid of it!
While staying nude, I look out the window,optimistically hoping some sexy ladies catch a glimpse of me and jerk me off, but also to ponder where a party can be where girls get drunk and naughty!
Upon seating back to my couch facing my completely open window having the sunshine crash down me and onto my nub, I come across a party at 8pm where the premise is to bring your own costume, does not matter how much or how little it is. This peaked my curiosity and with a smirk, I went off to get my outfit.
I hop onto my truck after getting dressed in a plain black T-shirt and some black shorts. I decided to go to a small shop on the outskirts of town for my outfit, I was not planning on embarrassing myself here. I knew I could go to the plaza again but didn't want to see Abigail as I want to be the only author of my own humiliation today. Maybe next time for sure.
A well lit, surprisingly larger store than expected is what I see when I park here. I enter the store to see a few customers milling about, but I head straight to the saleswomen who is a beautiful African American women with thick dreads going to her large firm breasts. She wore a dress that is quite sheer in the well lit building and under intense scrutiny I can make out she is not wearing anything under. I slightly Buckle knees at the beauty in front of me, but restrain myself from staring to avoid being accused of small dick energy and having her call the cops.
"Hey baby, do you know where party clothes are I say with a wink?" I ask failing for hide my horniness while staring at her large black areola presenting itself to me.
With a haughty laugh, she exclaims loudly, "we sell party clothes, you want to dress nice and casual we got! you want ladies to see that nice ass, we got! You want eloquence we got!!" She says rather loudly and shamelessly.
Remembering Abigail's message that the more horny I become, the more desperate I will act, I ask to see the more risqué clothing available. With another loud laugh, this time having all the customers look over, she says "yeh man we got clothes to show of a big cock. If only she knew I thought to myself grinning.
Looking at the large assortment in front of me, the sales lady tells me that we got loin clothes, thongs....
Whatever else she said I don't remember as I was put in a trance at the piercings on her cunt lips, the nice big puffy pussy made me nearly start salivating at the sight of it. I look up to her eyes, and see that she is staring at me with a knowing grin.
"Aah boy you staring at my cunt she screamed" trying to look angry but failing with her obvious biting of her lips. "Aaah you want to look at my big tits too? She says as she shakes them and they respond well, moving undulantly under the perfect lighting making me hard. Suddenly she reaches her hand into my penis, making me spread my legs and thrust it out.
"Eeeehhhh, where is your cocky, boy? " she screams in confusion, making all 3 other customers have a look. From my horniness from the events before and my cock getting groped, it led me to take my shirt off and rip it in half which startled everyone. I then proclaim to my small audience, that I've got a micropenis, then rapidly pull my shorts off and kick it across the room, spreading my legs, flexing my ass and pointing at my cock.
The stunned silence, reverberated across the room, all eyes from all directions stared intently at my rock hard, throbbing erection that only amounted to a head and nothing else. Soon after, a burst of erupting laughter spread across the room from all directions making my my cock throb frantically. In front however, a vicious screech from the sales lady, of pure mockery and laughter showed in her eyes. Her boisterous laughter made her heavenly tits bounce like a yo-yo, which only excites me further.
Suddenly she comes to me yelling "where is your cocky boy!, it makes sense why you went to a party you got a micro penis, real men lost interest in us sexy women " she says frustrated while teasing her dark, hard nipples. "Well you want to show off boy, then wear this " she hands me a tiny loincloth.
With an audience watching, I put it in tying it on the side, immediately noticing that it barely even covered my minuscule penis. Not just that, my ass cheeks and hole were completely and utterly bare for full viewing pleasure for any leering women.
"Wait ere man" loudly exclaimed the women to go to the storage room of the shop.
In the meantime, I noticed a blue haired teenage girl with an average body but pretty face. Upon making eye contact, she looks nervous but I smile in reassurance, making her feel at ease and I eagerly lifted my little flap and posed standing upright with my other hand holding my pinky finger up, which the crowd made a few mocking comments which I couldn't hear well and a few laughs. I then in my excited haze, turned around a presented my asshole to the crowd which the girl recording loudly exclaimed "Oh my god gagahahah."
"Oi! shrimp dick!" Shouted the sales lady who returned interrupting me from my fever.
She exclaims she got an addition for the outfit she beams happily. She walks up to me with a permanent marker and quickly writes " shrimp dick 🤏" in massive writing on my chest. She then turns me around, pinches my ass, and writes "slap me" on both cheeks. True to the writing, she gives me a few slaps and the crowd laughs and applaudes my new outfit. I request to pay and she immediately says the only cost is my shorts which I happily oblige.
I say my goodbyes to the sales lady which she responds with " I hope that loincloth gets stolen from you in the party," she says with a wink and to top it off, to my fascination, she lifts her full dress up to the shock of everyone involved to her head, her cunt, shiny and well lubricated, and her nice dark big areoles leading to her firm erect nipples. I savour the beautiful sight in front of me and fight a war in myself to not jerk off. She puts her dress down and says "a parting gift to you boy!" In her classic loud voice and leave the store.
The rave
I enter the back of a line towards a flight of stairs going straight down, what awaits for me there remains a mystery. Thankfully within the line I get a lot of attention from the lady's, some of which are already drunk. Unfortunately it's very dark out so it's hard to see my attire unless someone's close to me.
"Mmm..nice exposed ass baby," says the new stranger from behind me in the queue where her groping hand intrudes my skin.
A pretty blue eyed blonde hair wearing a slutty cat costume, tries to stick my finger right inside my ass, I moan loudly, not caring who hears or sees and bends over a little and she begins piercing her finger into my hole like a spear. From the commotion the group of women in professional business attire standing in front turn around and first look at my face In shock, then a laugh, once they read what is on my chest.
"Somebody insulted you by the way, sir" one of the girls say grinning but nevertheless addresses you respectfully.
