Austin froze in place, unsure what to do. "What do you mean she's here?!" he shot back. "I thought she wasn't coming!"
Jess shook her head frantically. "She wasn't supposed to. She had to work, but I guess she called in. She's out there."
Austin paced back and forth in the small hallway. Jess patiently watched. He did indeed look ridiculous. He was wearing a police officer's uniform that was far too tight and holding a child's Frankenstein mask. "I can't go out there, right?"
"Why not? Just put on the mask and do like we planned. I can't go out there and tell everyone there's no stripper anymore. Half of them already know it's coming!"
"What about Emilia?" Austin protested. "She's gonna know it's me!"
"By what? Your dick and balls?"
Austin allowed himself to crack a smile. Jess was right. How could Emilia know it was him as long as he doesn't remove his mask? "Fine. I'll do it. But I'm not gonna go up to her table."
Jess nodded. "Absolutely. Just stay clear. It'll be fine." She glanced down at his crotch. It was noticeably smaller in the panic of the moment. She approached him and put her hand on his cock. "Does this need a little encouragement now?" She winked seductively as she massaged him.
"Might need some help, yeah," Austin said as he looked down. Jess got on her tippy toes and breathed into his ear. "Get this big cock hard for me, hmm?" she said softly in her sexy voice. She then licked his neck sensually while stroking him over his pants.
"Oh fuck, Jess. You know how to push the right buttons."
She looked down to see he was back to his ballooned state. "I'm sorry Officer. Did I do that?" she joked. "See you in a bit, Mr. Nine Inches."
"It's eight and a half," Austin said. Jess giggled as she left for the main room.
Austin took a deep breath as he peeked out the door. Without being seen, he was able to ascertain the setup of the room. Each of the stylist chairs had one girl sitting in them. Then there were tables and chairs set up in the back for the others. Behind everything, there was a makeshift bar setup where at least a dozen girls were standing around, chatting.
That's where he saw Emilia. She was talking to two of her friends. She wasn't sitting at a table or in a stylist chair. It might be difficult for Austin to avoid her. What if she floated over to the action? Or worse, what if she wanted to partake in the action and touch him? He knew women had a tendency to get pretty handsy at these things, especially when the drinks were flowing.
He decided his strategy would be to dance around and avoid Emilia. If she came near him, he'd move along. All he really had to do was spend some time with Gabbi, put on a little show for her, then he could get out of there. No harm, no foul.
"Let's bring him out, ladies!" Jess said as the room erupted in applause. It was time.
Loud dance music blasted from the stereo system. It wasn't music that Austin was particularly into. He was more of a Country guy himself. But it was perfect for the occasion.
He emerged from the hallway to an explosion of cheers and cat-calls from the women. Sporting a police officer outfit and Frankenstein mask, he began to dance around. He thought to himself that he probably should have practiced at least a couple of dance moves before that evening, but none of the women seemed to mind.
They were cheering, clapping, and laughing. Austin could see through the mask enough to notice that every single set of eyes were glued to him. As he danced around the room, they all feasted on him, staring at his muscles and the sizable bulge snaking down his leg thanks to Jess' flirts in the hall.
Austin originally planned to take his time before the big reveal, but the Emilia situation threw a wrench in the mix. He decided to get to the main event sooner than later. The clothes he bought from Amazon were designed to be ripped off in one fell swoop. He reached down to the bottom of his shorts and yanked them off. As planned, the entire costume came off at once.
The room erupted. It was so loud, Austin thought his ear drums would burst. He continued dancing even though he couldn't even hear the stereo anymore. His cock bounced back and forth as he hopped around. It was so big, it was slapping against his thighs and his stomach. Through his mask, he watched the girls' facial expressions carefully. Many of them covered their mouths in shock. He saw several women whisper to each other with perplexed looks on their faces.
He was about half-hard, so he knew he looked pretty good and was growing by the minute the more he watched the girls' reactions. He noticed one girl in the back hold her two hands wide apart, clearly indicating her estimation of his penis size.
Then he saw her. Emilia was standing in the same area as before, next to three or four other women, holding her champagne glass. She was smiling and laughing. She too was whispering to her friends. Once Austin noticed her, he could barely stop from looking in her direction. Her eyes were definitively glued to his cock. She may have even been blushing.
Welp. Fuck
he thought to himself. His stepsister had now seen his most private of parts. And not only that, but she appeared to have a fixation with it. She wouldn't stop looking at it no matter where in the room he danced. Austin felt deeply ashamed and embarrassed for letting this happen. He never dreamed of being like this in front of her, yet here he was. He felt a slight anger towards Jess and Kelly for knowingly putting him in this position, but that quickly faded as he reminded himself no one was holding a gun to his head. He wanted to be there.
It was time to get to work. Gabbi was seated at the table in the back of the room. He would have to walk past all the women sitting in the stylist chairs to get to her. He started doing the rounds.
With each visit, he would dance a little in front of the girl, then spin around, then move on. But some of them insisted he stay longer. It wasn't long until the first woman of the evening grabbed his cock. She playfully jerked it while all the other women cheered. Austin didn't object. It was understood that this may happen.
Once the floodgates were open, every woman that Austin danced with wanted to touch him. Throughout each interaction, he checked on Emilia. She was still entranced. She was like a woman possessed, mesmerized and spellbound by the biggest penis she's ever seen.
"It's so fucking huge!" one beautiful redhead said as she placed both hands on his hardening cock. "I can get two hands on it!"
"You have a beautiful penis," her friend stated plainly as she watched the redhead jerk him off while casually sipping her drink.
"It's fucking crazy! Look at this thing!" she said. "It's like a third leg!"
"I love your abs," another girl said as she ran her fingers up and down Austin's torso. That sensation helped secure a complete erection. "Oh I think he likessss it!" she said as she noticed his hardened cock.
As the girls fondled him, Austin looked in the back of the room. Emilia was in the same spot. She hadn't moved, but still appeared very interested in his naked body. He prayed it would be over soon. He caught eyes with Jess who did a very subtle thumbs up, indicating all was good with Emilia staying put.
He re-focused attention on the girls. The redhead was inches from his cock. Her mouth appeared to be close to drooling. He sensed she wanted more. But Austin had a job to do. Just as the redhead opened her mouth wide to accommodate his girthy unit, he pulled back. "Not yet, sweetie," he said quietly, remaining in character.
After checking on Emilia once more, he moved on. He decided if he wanted to get out of there, he'd better pick up the pace. These women were hungry and one of them was going to eat him if he didn't move swiftly.
But just as Austin hurried up, the women seemed to get even more excited. As he danced for one of the girls in her chair, he felt a hand slap his butt. Several women had gotten up out of their chairs to surround him as he waved his cock around. The drinks must have been flowing because the girls were getting wild.
"It's enormous!"
"How is it so thick!?"
"Look at his muscles!"
"His balls are massive!"
These were just a few of the comments flying around as they obsessed over him. Someone even handed Austin a shot of tequila to which he happily threw back.
Why not?
he thought to himself as he got even more fast and loose with his audience.
Despite the crowd growing around him, he did manage to make progress and had now stopped at each of the ladies seated in the stylist chairs. All that was left was the table at the back where Gabbi sat wearing a crown and a sash. Her eyes grew wide and she began to blush when she noticed Austin coming her way.
While Austin danced his way to Gabbi, he scanned the back of the room. At first, he panicked when he couldn't find Emilia, but quickly relaxed when he noticed she was pouring another glass of champagne, still a safe distance away. But now that Austin was in the back of the room, he was dangerously close to an encounter with Emilia. To make matters worse, the girls around her seemed destined to approach him with their escalating excitement and intensity. He prayed Emilia didn't follow them if they did.
"Oh my fucking lord, I have died and gone to heaven," said Gabbi as Austin danced right up to her. He put his hands on his hips and swayed his meaty cock back and forth while Gabbi and all the girls at the table watched it closely. "You are a specimen!" she said as she turned bright red.
"How do you have sex?!" one of the girls asked, looking up at Austin. But he remained silent, unwilling to blow his cover, despite badly wanting to interact with the gorgeous women.
"It's so fat. I want to eat it!" Gabbi said as she reached out her hand and began to stroke his cock. Her fingers felt amazing on Austin's rock hard column. Everyone cheered and hollered as Gabbi used two hands to jerk him off. "This is a workout!" she screamed as everyone laughed.
Another set of hands squeezed his butt. Several others ran their hands along his muscular arms and back. Austin was in heaven. He held his hands up out of the way to allow full access to anyone who wanted it.
"Wooooo!" one girl yelled. "Get it girl!" another one shouted out. Austin felt as if he died and went to heaven as he watched Gabbi stroke him off in front of all the women.
"How have you not cum yet?!" someone asked. Austin remained silent. But her calling attention to him having an orgasm seemed to escalate his arousal to a point of no return.
"Make him cum! Make him cum! Make him cum!" the women chanted, aggressively trying to get the bride-to-be to incite a massive orgasm out of the young man.
