Wedding Disaster

By Babydicklover.

Today was more demanding and challenging than usual for Sean because it was Kelly’s wedding. When Sean was in high school several years ago, he had a noticeable crush on her. Kelly was a beautiful, popular girl who lit up any room with her presence and carried herself with an enchanted, living energy.

He harbored a secret crush on her and clung to the faint belief that he had a chance with her because she never judged him for being different or an outsider. He was neither a jock nor a nerd but struggled to find his circle of friends. His body was flabby and weirdly shaped, making him feel unconfident and unattractive.

But Kelly wasn’t particularly dismissive of him and was different from the stereotypical, popular crowd. Sean wasn’t used to someone treating him with utter kindness like that. As their relationship began as mere acquaintances, it naturally blossomed into a strong friendship, with Kelly unaware of Sean’s true feelings.

During their last year of school together, she started dating Jack, a typical macho athlete whom Sean never appreciated. He would humiliate Sean whenever he could. Jack was the epitome of an overcompensating rugby player. Against the advice of many, she agreed to date and eventually marry him. Jack insisted on abstaining from any sexual intimacy until after their wedding day. Jack often made her feel unattractive, so Kelly internalized his choice to abstain and felt insecure about it.

After they graduated, Sean and Kelly’s friendship fizzled out, as do most relationships after high school. Sean still felt for her and was hurt knowing he would never be with her. He lost the glimmer of hope before she started dating Jack. Rose, one of her best friends and bridesmaids, could never quite understand what Kelly saw in him. She continually voiced her concerns, but Kelly was determined to follow the North Star of her longing heart. Sean grappled if he wanted to attend her wedding but decided he wanted to see her, even under these circumstances.

To everyone, Sean unexpectedly appeared as a guest at Kelly’s wedding. It was a beautiful venue with the most impressive lights, scrumptious food, and engaging activities—a fire dancer and even a giant, elegant water fountain in the middle. Jack came from a wealthy family with the resources to afford an extravagant wedding like this. Sean was accompanied by his stunning date, Rachel. Rachel worked with Rose, providing a reasonable explanation for Sean’s attendance as her guest.

Unbeknownst to anyone, Rachel and Sean were good friends, and she invited him as her date. Everyone was in catastrophic shock from Sean’s transformation. He staggered the room and floored the other guests with a more confident and muscular version of himself. Before, he was a frail, unathletic, and dorky character in high school, straight from a cartoon. But now, he was a very masculine specimen who could win any woman’s heart with charisma and charm.

He never felt truly comfortable with himself in high school. Still, he discovered a fire in himself during his time at university. Several women he knew from high school couldn’t process little Sean looking like a swimsuit model at a red-carpet event. It wasn’t only his looks; his newly found poise was alluring and attractive, like an unspoken confidence he bore titillated many women—even some men.

He received many compliments about how inspired they were and some leering looks, which Sean ignored. He was there to see Kelly. She never treated him differently from how he presented himself, which made all the difference. None of these women would even look at him in high school, and he remembered that. Sean knew how amazing he looked because he worked hard to fulfill his dream body. However, he was still humble from his previous experiences of feeling unappealing and unwanted. He battled it his whole life, but now, he loved his body. People couldn’t help but notice his stunning date, which only added to their surprise.

Jack always knew Sean’s true feelings for Kelly and constantly teased him about it. Even on his wedding day, he couldn’t set his ego aside. Jack’s eyes fell upon Sean, and he was stunned by who he was looking at. He saw an opportunity to taunt him about his old crush on Kelly.

Full of arrogance, Jack breathed through his nostrils, “Well, well, if it isn’t little Seany still chasing after the girl of his dreams.”

Sean rolled his eyes, “Jack, nice to see you. I am just here with my date, Rachel.”

“I see. I’m glad you moved on because Kelly will never be interested in you.”

“Okay, I understand. Let me find my seat.”

“No, you better understand that, little buddy. Remember what I did to you in high school, where I stole your clothes from the locker room, and you streaked to the ‘Lost and Found Office’? That was classic.”

“Yes! Of course, I do. You were lucky I couldn’t prove it was you, and you haven’t changed.”

After more heated exchanges, tensions quickly escalated, and a shoving match ensued between the two men. Jack never treated Sean with this much vitriol. Was he jealous or something?

Rose, never one to back down, stepped in to defend Sean. She exchanged aggressive insults at Jack, fueling the fire even more. Unknown to Jack, Rose had a plan up her sleeve. While they were arguing, Rose managed to spike Jack’s drink. The tension died quickly, and Sean didn’t want to upset Kelly. Kelly came in without knowing what had transpired. She hugged Sean and checked him out.

“Wow, little Sean. You look phenomenal. You’ve grown up. It’s been so long. I am sorry we never stayed connected after high school.”

“I know it has been too long, but congratulations on your wedding. We will catch up later.”

She longingly stared at him as he walked Rachel to their table.

Around an hour later, the reception was filled with unionized laughter and joy. There was festive dancing from the attendees. Jack started losing control of his inhibitions. In her heart, Rose knew Jack would never treat Kelly with the respect she deserved. She needed to do something to protect her best friend—anything to show his true colors.

Jack danced ludicrously on the dance floor. This was Rose’s chance to humiliate Jack, like how he mentally abused Kelly. She convinced him to continue dancing on stage. Her words convinced Jack as he eagerly approached the stage. He found himself surrounded by a sea of cheerful, celebrating faces. His entire family was there to commemorate this day, and they couldn’t have looked prouder. The stage was adorned with bright lights, and the anticipation was palpable.

He was up on stage, trying to develop a sentence, but his speech was slurred. He acted incredibly disoriented and hyper. He announced he wanted to perform a show for everyone to see what Kelly was being gifted for the rest of her life. He began dancing like someone who really shouldn’t be dancing in public. Luckily, the attendees were having a great time, chuckling at his shenanigans. Kelly whispered in Jack’s ear—something he never should have considered.

He started stripping down. As he removed each article of clothing, the room grew louder from the excitement and anticipation. Audience members gasped at what they were about to see. They couldn’t believe the groom was about to perform naked. They were excited about the typical shenanigans that could happen at a wedding, but his fate would soon change everything.

He kept slowly stripping down and danced seductively. Finally, he was down to his tight undergarments. Although Jack’s physique was impeccable, you couldn’t detect even the slightest hint of a package in his crotch area, and his audience pondered this dilemma. They would soon discover why you couldn’t uncover anything wiggling down there. He tightly grabbed the waistband, and with a slight hesitation, he yanked them down to the floor and jumped out of them. He turned around and gave everyone a pleasing sight of his muscular ass. After a few swirls, twerks, and jiggles for the crowd, he turned around and proceeded. He flung the underwear to the masses, but they were more focused on the minute detail sticking out between his beefy, muscular legs.

Before, the room hummed with joyous animation, but this moment consequently shushed the entire room. Even the DJ silenced the music to emphasize the awkwardness that fanned before everyone’s comprehension. The audience stared at him; some whispered to their neighbors— expressions filled with confusion and skepticism. Jack’s revealing truth swallowed the room’s aura. With each passing moment, it felt even more awkward until one person, Jack’s mother, started giggling, with a few more chuckles escaping from the crowd.

She shouted, “Even being the oldest, he was always the baby of the family.”

Faster than a bolt of lightning expelling from the night sky, booming laughter erupted the room. The powerful acoustics in the space left each sound of laughter echoing and vibrating. All eyes examined Jack’s exposed groin—some wide and some squinty who could barely see anything from afar. Jack’s exposure was symbolically placed under a microscope; even if physical, you would have difficulty seeing what prevailed before the audience. In a way, time froze, and Jack’s little secret was painfully hilarious to watch.

The wedding photographers closely zoomed in on what they were seeing and wanted to showcase. They needed to zoom in on it to capture the most diminutive detail. They couldn’t let this moment pass them, as they knew this rarely happened at weddings. In amazement, the audience stood motionlessly, unable to do anything but soak in this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Practically everyone took out their phones momentarily, recording this moment in glorious history. When is the next time you will be invited to a luxurious wedding with the groom showing off something forbidden and taboo? Something almost unimaginable lived between the big, hairy legs of the victorious athlete.

It causes horrendous, natural laughter from any self-respecting woman who deserves more than to be merely tickled. Jack had the tiniest penis you could imagine, and yours would probably still be thicker and bigger than what Jack had. He was sporting a tiny penis that jiggled in the air as he rotated his hips. It gracefully bounced like a little acorn strapped to two little baby-sized peanuts. Jack’s utter oblivion to the situation he garnered was the best part of this ordeal. He had no idea he was showing off the smallest penis most had seen.

He was courageous to show something so tiny to the world, especially to everyone in his life. Everything was speculative before—the horrible attitude, the macho demeanor, but now the “justifications” were explained in the slightest, lightest, and sharpest detail known to humanity. It was even funnier how his big, muscular, hairy body starkly contrasted with his puny, dwarf-sized weenie. His powerful legs squished it even more, making it look smaller and nut-sized.

Instead of shrinking back, something was shrinking into nothingness, but it wasn’t Jack’s auspicious behavior. He stood arrogantly, convinced everyone was infatuated with his hunky, beautiful body. Even though his penis was pathetically small with no ounce of ability to bring anyone pleasure, his body was heavenly sculpted. And he knew it, but, unfortunately, he disregarded the baby-sized aspect of his body he should have kept a secret to avoid this opprobrium and life-altering humiliation.

At Jack’s mom’s table, she mentioned, “I never wanted to tell anyone because I had second-hand embarrassment, but the doctors diagnosed him with a little tiny micropenis when he was a baby. I am so happy he is marrying such a wonderful girl. I always assumed he would never have sex with such a wee, undersized willy between his legs.”

Jack’s mother was having the best time while her husband covered his face out of shame.

She noticed her husband’s discomfort, nudged him, and said, “Like father, like son, haha.” She gave him the small penis symbol with her thumb and index finger.

“Honey quit it. Don’t tell people.”

“Don’t be so embarrassed. There is nothing wrong with having a very tiny penis. And people are already correctly guessing our son’s little micropenis came from you.”

“I can’t sit here anymore.”

Jack’s father looked incredibly embarrassed and walked away. At the same time, other people laughed at him, too, knowing what he also had between his legs.

At that moment, Jack’s reputation collapsed, and people could see him for who he was—a little boy—physically and mentally, pretending to be a man. Every woman knew the truth about the baby-dicked fiend. He still had Kelly, but it shattered his future ever to be taken seriously again. How could his fellow Rugby players ever see him the same, knowing a juvenile, dangling participle was between his legs? A little baby carrot was placed where a proper penis should be.

At one point, Jack jumped off the stage and ran through the entire venue.

Many women, especially the ones from high school, laughed and pointed at him.

“Look at that little baby goober go.”

“That little pee-pee draws the eye. I can’t stop looking at it.”

“How can you even see it? It is so freaking damn small?”

“I wonder when he realized he had a tiny penis? Did he just one day look down and figure out how fucking pathetic and small his little, tiny, boy-sized micropenis is?”

“I wonder where he gets thimble-sized condoms?”

“You could cover the entire thing with a bottle cap.”

“He must order them from some special tiny condom store in Ireland or something. I mean, we know about their little sizes.”

He ran back, and many people spanked his jiggling ass. He jumped back on stage. Now, they understand why he always overcompensates for almost everything. Jack swung his hips, producing minimal movement as his half-inch pinky penis gently ricocheted around. He grabbed it with two fingers and started playing with himself on stage. Everyone thought this was a dream because of the sheer surrealness and obscenity.

Sean was bewildered by everything; deep down, he found the utmost delight in this situation. The man who bullied him many times in high school just sabotaged himself and any pridefulness he had left. With Jack standing naked on the stage, Rose seized the moment. She ushered Sean forward, encouraging him to fulfill his long-awaited revenge.

“He’s always treated you like shit. Now is the time for revenge.”

“I don’t know. I don’t want to sink to this little grape’s pitiful level.”

“Haha, oh come on, just do it. I don’t think anyone could get to that level. It is so tiny that it is almost in the negative region. You don’t mean to tell me you don’t want to enact your revenge. I mean, his penis is so damn slim and meatless. You will never get this chance again, and you know it.”

Jack joyfully wiggled his hips like he had a hula hoop, rebounding his little nub back and forth. He looked like a baby boy running around naked.

He pointed at Jack, “There’s the guy. The one Kelly will never be with, a weakling loser boy.” He grabbed his little soft pee-pee with two fingers. “You will never be enough for Kelly. This impressive member will fuck her brains out until the end of time.”

A generally kind-hearted person, Sean found himself possessed by a fit of vengefulness after that. He couldn’t resist the opportunity to make Jack pay for his arrogance. He walked up on the stage, and Jack continued to mock him. His eyes widened, seeing his little cock close up. He really couldn’t get over how tiny Jack’s dick was. Almost nothing was there, just a baby, cute, one-bite shrimp.

An evil smirk crept on Sean’s face, “This is what you get for treating me how you did.”

Sean sat down and threw the powerful man over his knee. Jack was beyond ignorant and had no idea what was going on. He was submissive and complacent to Sean’s command. Sean rubbed his beefy ass with his bare hand and lightly spanked him. Jack moaned and undoubtedly enjoyed being dominated by a bigger man.

Only Sean could hear Jack’s whispered response, “Yes, spank me harder, Daddy. Spank me for having a very, very, very tiny cock. I am lucky to marry Kelly, as no other woman will want my little micropenis.”

He spanked him even harder until his hand was in pain, and Jack’s ass burned a sun-kissed radiance. Sean laughed and placed him back up, and disturbingly, his little penis was completely hard at three little teeny weenie inches. Everyone bolstered heaps of dying laughter and memory-filled jokes at his expense. Sean decided to take his penis out of his pants and compare it to Jack’s. Jack’s little boner was one-third the size of Sean’s soft cock. Sean walked back with a major chip on his shoulder, knowing Jack didn’t measure up to a real man. Jack’s mini boner shriveled back to a little speck of a nublette.

His brother, Sam, walked up the stage as Jack sat on the chair, unaware of everything happening.

“Big bro, or little bro, I should say. As your best man, I had some words planned for you but had to modify them a teenie-weenie bit. Kelly must appreciate your personality or your money because it ain’t something else a little lower. I can’t believe my bigger brother’s boy cock was tinier than mine when I was a little toddler. I knew you were an asshole, but I could never put my little finger on why you were so angry, but now I understand. I would be, too, if I were born with something so damn tiny. What a nugatory and pointless dicklette you’ve got down there. You had everything—looks, money, success, athleticism, but the one tiny thing you didn’t have, was an adequate-sized penis. You let something so damn small and unsatisfying dictate your destiny. I hope you and Kelly have a fruitful, satisfying life together. We know it won’t necessarily be satisfying on her part, but you’ll get that baby dick fulfilled all the time.” He pointed at Jack’s little boy stub. “For all the men struggling to find someone, if all that can get a girl, so can you. You will always have more than my baby brother.” He walked up and flicked Jack’s little wiener. “Cheers to you and the miracle of having a ding-a-ling tinier than my newborn son. Good luck, Jack. You are going to need it.”

Sam received a standing ovation and barrels of laughter. It was a very teeny tiny baby dick incapable of penetrating even the smallest hole, and Kelly now knew everything. Kelly looked disgustingly at Jack, “You know, I could handle your controlling attitude because you were incredibly attractive, but what in the hell am I going to do with that pathetic excuse you call a dick down there?”

He looked at her with acute puzzlement, “Just suck my tiny dick, you ungrateful bitch. I can’t wait to marry you to screw you with my three inches.”

Wide-eyed, baffled, and unable to process her emotions, Kelly ran out the door shrieking and crying.

One of Jack’s cousins sympathetically said, “Poor girl, I don’t blame her. Imagine trying to fuck with that tiny little thing. That little baby cock will invade and victimize her for the rest of her tragic life. No woman could want something so thin and tiny.”

He grabbed the mic and shouted, “Watch my little baby cock dance to the music.”

Kelly walked to the nearby river and just sat there in defeat. Sean sat next to her, his presence comforting her.

“What a fucking asshole for him to hide that from me. If I knew he was packing such a tiny, useless dinkle, I would have dumped his ass on the first date.”

“That’s a little harsh, don’t you think—I mean, he can’t help having such a tiny, shrunken, pathetic penis, right?”

“That’s true. I am angry because Jack should have told me about his miserable condition. I won’t give him the benefit of the doubt. Some men don’t think having a dickie smaller than my pinky toe is a big deal—I mean, it’s not big, haha. He cannot even impregnate me with his insignificant, useless tee-tee. And I want children one day, and I don’t want to pass on a small baby dick to my future son. He would probably never get a date with a child-sized nubby. He would probably never be naked with another woman, concoct this little lie, and disappoint another girl on their wedding day. I can’t stand him for not telling me this tiny but important detail. Maybe we could have worked something out if he had told me, right?”

“I am not a woman or into dick, so I can’t answer that. But there was a reason everyone was laughing at him. They know men with little pathetic pee-pees can’t do anything with them. He should have told you, and honesty is the most important thing in a relationship.”

“Damn it! I was so naive—no wonder he wanted to wait until marriage to have sex. If I never knew and he showed me his naked body on our honeymoon, I can confidently say I would have laughed in his face. I mean, did you get a good look at it? It was so freaking small, like, holy shit. I have never seen one so tiny. Was that considered a micropenis?”

“It probably was, and if it wasn’t, man, do I feel horrible for men with micro willies. That must suck.”

“It must suck, but I doubt they ever get sucked. There isn’t anything to suck.”

“Haha, that is funny.” She looked at Sean in his hazel eyes. “You look amazing, and I was pretty surprised to see you.”

“Yeah, what a coincidence, my good friend, Rachel, invited me to be her for your wedding. It took a lot for me to come.”

“Why is that?”

“C’mon, Kelly. You can’t tell me you didn’t know I had a huge crush on you in high school.”

“Well, I did, but you weren’t my type. I regret never giving you a chance, and I promise it isn’t about your glow-up.”

She looked at him, gently rubbed his back, and planted a soothing kiss.

He was startled, “Kelly, we can’t do this. You will be a married woman tomorrow.”

“Maybe not. I think I will call off the wedding.”

“I am not going to be a rebound. I deserve more than that.”

She held his hand, lightning running through his body from her touch, “But I feel so safe and secure with you.”

“Then let’s go.”

Sean and Kelly left the wedding and stayed in a nearby cabin close to the beautiful lake. They shared the night with stories and laughter, reminiscing and planning their future. Ultimately, they felt safer than each one had ever felt. Kelly kissed him passionately, and she slowly stripped him. She never gave him a chance, and now she regrets how connected they’ve been and were feeling in that moment. She had never been more turned on than seeing Sean’s naked body. He laid on her, grinding his enormous dick on her pussy. She was turned on by how much bigger Sean was to Jack. His entire erect penis was thrice times smaller than Sean’s. They made love, and everything changed. They decided to get married and sent an announcement to everyone.

The next day, Jack woke up at the hotel, confused about where he was. He looked down and was completely naked, with his little penis smaller than ever. His friend, Andrew, opened the door because he had a key from last night. Jack gasped and covered his little penis.

“Rise and shine, baby dick—no need to cover your teeny weenie Vienna sausage. There isn’t much to cover anyway. And if you do, use your little pinky. You don’t need both hands to cover something so damn tiny. I already saw it last night. It’s time to go.”

He was angry, “What the hell is going on here?”

Andrew showed him every recording of the event, and the difficult times of having a tiny baby boy cock came back to him, the tears he shed, and the laughter that reverberated the night before. He ran to the bathroom and threw up. He worked hard to hide his little nub from everyone in his life. His father saw his little penis and shared his struggle with being tiny.

Jack saw his and couldn’t believe how small it was. It couldn’t have been bigger than a little inch, like a little peanut, and it was hard for him to be intimate with Jack’s mother because she would constantly laugh at it. Jack felt very insecure about the size of his penis. After that, he vowed never to show anyone his ridiculously small penis. It doesn’t matter; he couldn’t give up, not now.

“There has been a change of plans. Kelly is marrying Sean. They sent an announcement in the morning.”

Utterly dismayed, he unconsciously uncovered himself, “This can’t be happening. We need to stop this.”

Jack’s micropenis stood straight out and cutely rested on his little, tight virgin balls. Andrew unabashedly glared at the little pencil.

Andrew snickered, “I don’t think she wants to see you or your incredibly small penis.”

Jack looked down at the smallest his penis had ever been, even as a newborn baby, and covered himself again, “Stop talking about my penis like that.”

“If you can call it that.”

Through clenched teeth, he said, “It is. It is my litt—I mean, it’s just my penis!”

“Haha, even you admitted it is very miniature. How embarrassing. That sucks. Are you still a virgin? I mean, who am I kidding? Of course, you are.”

“Argh. I am going to stop this ceremony. Are you with me?”

“I’m not going, but good luck looking like a fool again, baby dick.”

Jack went to his father’s hotel room with tears in his eyes, and he answered the door.

His father looked disappointed, “Jack, what the hell do you want?”

“Andrew showed me last night’s recordings, and I vomited. I am so upset, and I don’t know what happened.”

“I don’t want to hear it. You ruined my image last night, and everyone thinks I am smaller downstairs because of you.”

“Wait, you are mad at me? I didn’t do anything wrong.”

“What do you mean? You stripped naked and showed that little ding-a-ling of yours. You seemed pretty proud to show the little guy off.”

“I don’t get the big fuss, it’s just my penis, and that’s it.”

“Boy, your penis is freaking tinier than anything anyone ever saw. How can you be proud to show it off like that? Everyone laughs because they know you can’t do anything with it.”

“Who are you to talk with, your little sausage? Where do you think I got this from?”

“I don’t know what happened to you because I am bigger than you and on the smaller side.”

“I don’t believe you. Show me.”

“Fine.”

Jack’s dad completely stripped down, and he was sporting a three-inch soft dick.

“It grows to a measly five inches. Your mother thinks it is tiny and teases me for it. I told you. Let me see yours because I am sure you are still in denial.”

His dad grabbed his shorts and brought them down to his knees. Jack was incredibly embarrassed to be naked next to his nude father. He quickly covered his little penis.

“Move those hands, boy.”

He moved them, and his father looked at his son’s little baby penis with disgust, “Yep, just as I expected. The majority of my dick is bigger than your little softie. Next time, be a little smarter before you strip down.”

“Okay, forget about this. I am smaller than you. How can I get Kelly back?”

“Forget about Kelly. She doesn’t want you, and I thought I raised a better man. She said you treated her like garbage. How could you do this?”

“It doesn’t matter right now. I need to save my marriage.”

“It’s too late. You messed everything up; ironically, your incredibly tiny minuscule pill-sized little dingle brought everything down. How can something so tiny do so much damage?”

“Whatever. I will do this on my own if I have to.”

“Expect to be lonely with that little mushroom down there.”

He looked at Jack’s little boy’s cock and started giggling involuntarily.

He pulled up his pants and said, “I will just take my motorcycle.”

The official ceremony was happening, and Jack was still determined to marry Kelly, the love of his life. He arrived at the church to see Sean and Kelly about to be married. He screamed for Kelly, and she looked appalled to see him. He ran up and tried to assault Sean, but Sean eluded his efforts and pinned him down effortlessly. Many of Sean’s friends grabbed and held him back.

He shouted, “Kelly, you rotten bitch. How could you do this to me? You are supposed to be mine forever.”

“Jack, I am sorry, but your dick is just way too tiny for me. Everyone saw it last night, and there is a collective agreement that I shouldn’t marry a boy pretending to be a man. You’ve always treated me abhorrently, and it didn’t take until seeing your useless teeny weenie shrimpy to muster up the bravery to leave our horrible relationship. I could handle the abuse and mistreatment, but your tiny little, weirdly-shaped deformed grape, shorter than your pubic hair, takes the cake. You are just a big loser with a tragic baby peen. You probably stole a newborn’s dicklette and placed it on your crotch. That’s what it looks like. I can’t forgive you for subjecting me to something so dreadful.”

“Shut the fuck up. It isn’t even that small. You just witnessed it from a weird angle, or it was cold. I don’t even remember what happened last night.”

Sean raised his eyebrow and decided to challenge his claims. He approached Jack, “All right, boys, let’s see if Jack is lying.”

Jack tried to fight them off, but each grabbed an article of clothing, seamlessly stripping Jack, proposing his naked body as the day he was born. He was surprised at how swiftly they evaded his efforts. He was down to his underwear, and a little, unnoticeable lump formed in the front, reminding him of his shortcomings in the basement.

“Tsk tsk, look at that, no bulge whatsoever.”

Sean yanked his underwear to his ankles. He looked down at his prepubescent little wee-wee and laughed, “Damn, that is one incredibly tiny dick you’ve got there. This is hysterical, and no woman would ever touch that little, tiny thing of yours. No wonder you wanted to wait to have sex with Kelly until after marriage. I get couples deciding to do it for religious reasons, but yours was pathetic.”

The strong men covered him, but they moved out of the way, presenting his little nub to the curious crowd. It was something to admire and simultaneously giggle at. In a flaccid state, it barely hung down and sat atop his small soft balls. There wasn’t even a shaft, and it was hidden behind a small, tiny Baby Bella mushroom covered in some foreskin. He was so small that it looked like he was uncut. What a little baby boy down there.

The final reveal brought the group to a peak of halting laughter yet again. As Jack’s humiliation unfolded, time seemed to slow down, stretching each agonizing moment into an eternity. The air in the room grew thick with tension, as if the universal embarrassment was tangible, weighing heavily on everyone present. The sound of stifled laughter and muffled snickers filled the space, creating an insurmountable wall of ridicule that encased Jack. He looked down to see his little, scared nub tinier than his balls.

He tried to cover himself, but they all held his arms, so the audience received a good look at his little, short boy-like penis and underdeveloped balls. He couldn’t believe he was exposed again to a massive crowd, many of them from his family. He couldn’t believe his family would attend his ex-girlfriend’s wedding, but they knew what his little penis represented. He was always a massive jerk and even treated his family with hostility to conceal his precious little baby penis from the world.

Kelly smirked and giggled, “Shit, that is the tiniest penis I have ever seen. What can you even do with all that?”

Jack regrettably shouted, “Three inches can do plenty of damage.”

This caused even more laughter as he just admitted how tiny it was. His eyes darted around, desperately seeking an escape route. Still, every corner of the room seemed to hold a pair of judging eyes, magnifying his shame. His heart pounded in his chest, the rhythmic thumping becoming an incessant reminder of his humiliation.

Sean held his little pickle with two fingers and said, “You look like this macho man, but naked, that persona completely disappears.”

The sharp pang of tears threatened to well up in Jack’s eyes, and shortly, there he was, a very “masculine” brute man whimpering like a woman because his clit was unveiled to everyone. He saw his family and many women in his past who fancied him laughing and wiggling their pinkies out to mock the petite size of his feminine genitals. He will never have a chance with those women now, from his despicable attitude and little cocklette.

Sean says, “I want you to look down right now.”

“I will never answer to someone like you. Kelly will be mine.”

Sean walks up to Jack, grabs his neck, and forces him to look down.

“I have a question for you. What do you see?”

“I see my normal-looking cock”

“Is that really what you see because we all see something entirely different? What are we missing that you see?”

“This is my dick, and I don’t understand why everyone is laughing so hard at it.”

Jack’s humiliation was discernible as his cheeks flushed a deep shade of flaming maroon, betraying his inner embarrassment. Every gaze felt like a piercing arrow, mocking his toddler-sized cock, and penetrating his vulnerable state. Beads of perspiration dotted his forehead, evidence of the nervous sweat that trickled down his spine. He knew why everyone was laughing, but he didn’t have the balls to admit it.

“You know because you admitted how you felt about it several times.”

Jack sighed and remained quiet.

“The longer you stand there like a little toddler on a timeout, the longer you stay here, displaying your micropenis to everyone. We can wait all day as your naked body entertains us.”

Almost mute, Jack said, “Please don’t make me say it. I know it is tiny, but please, not in front of all these people.”

“What was that? I am going to need you to speak up, little girl.”

His trembling hands fumbled, unable to find solace or stability as if they, too, felt the weight of his disgrace. The once confident and composed Jack was now reduced to a quivering mess, his self-assurance devastated, leaving only the residue of his public humiliation. Even though there were hundreds of photos taken, he was even more horrified as Kelly started taking very detailed closeups of the little disaster in his pants.

“I have a tiny penis and am ashamed of it.”

He gestured to the audience, “I don’t think everyone can quite hear your little mumbles. Can you all hear in the back?”

They all shouted with enthusiasm, “No!”

“Okay, fine, my penis is very, very, very, very small, and I am super ashamed of the little guy!”

“Haha, it’s nice to hear you admit the truth for once. See, was that so damn difficult?”

“No, sir.”

“Attaboy!”

His throat constricted, making it difficult to swallow, as if his embarrassment had settled there, suffocating him from within. This was vastly different from before because now, everyone knew how tiny Jack was from his verbal admittance. They could see the humiliating little inch of all its glory. They could see how pink the little earthworm was hiding underneath the dirt-like pubic hair. He couldn’t handle this torment anymore but couldn’t do anything about it. It was the most embarrassing moment of his entire life, and there was no escaping this purgatory.

Kelly approached him and massaged his little olive-like penis with her pinky. His little gherkin was very sensitive to her touch.

“I just want to feel how tiny it is before I officially depart from this arrogant little micro pee-peed asshole. I would never squirt on this little thing.”

It almost sprung to life immediately in her grasp and leaked pre-cum. Sean grabbed his little three-inch erection with two fingers and started to stroke him in front of everyone.

He whispered, “This is what you get for treating Kelly like dirt for years. It must be awful for you—a grown man who has shown you up in the most pressing area of your manhood is playing with your baby boner.”

“Please stop. This is incredibly embarrassing.”

“Let’s see how long this little strawberry can last.”

The arousal, the anxiety, the adrenaline; his very small boner twitched and jumped while his little balls reeled in. Jack prayed this wouldn’t happen, but in less than a minute, his little penis detonated droplets of steamy, white cum to the floor. He screamed like a girl from the visceral pleasure and debilitating anguish. He gasped for air as his knees hit the cold floor. He trembled from the waves of pleasure traveling through his body. With his balls drained, his dick receded to an innie state—the smallest it ever was for these people.

“Wow. A man’s touch got you off. Very interesting. Maybe, you should date men. They would have such fun with your little hole.”

Sean spanked Jack on the ass with pleasure.

“And what a little premature ejaculator. That’s where your cum deserves because it is so damn useless and pathetic. You are disgusting, you nasty little prick.”

Sean pushed in his very small dick like a clit. The once-confident stride in Jack’s step had been replaced with a hesitant shuffle, his body language betraying his deep humiliation. His shoulders slumped as if burdened by the entire room’s judgment. Each step he took felt like trudging through quicksand, the ground beneath his feet seemingly mocking his every move.

The piercing gazes that met Jack’s eyes seemed to strip him bare, leaving him exposed and raw. It wasn’t the idea of him being naked, but everyone will never forget what he is packing. He could almost taste the bitter flavor of humiliation on his tongue, a constant reminder of his public downfall. The laughter would not stop.

The hushed whispers, pointed fingers, and offensive laughter constantly reminded him of his failure, amplifying his feelings of inadequacy. The once vibrant colors of the room now appeared dull and gray, mirroring the bleakness of Jack’s spirit.

At that moment, Jack felt he had lost a part of himself, as if his very identity had been tarnished by the humiliation he endured. It was a wound that would take time to heal, leaving scars that would forever remind him of this agonizing moment.

He looked at Kelly, “Please, Kelly, I love you so much.”

Kelly responded, “It really isn’t about your baby penis, but you’ve treated terribly, and I’ve wanted to leave for a long time”—

“See, Kelly just isn’t the girl for you, Jack. Go find one to tolerate that tiny garden snake in your pants.”

All he had to do was look at his little child-like pussy and be reminded of his role as a beta male. They finally let him go, and his little willy wibbled and wobbled up and down above his equally tiny balls for all to see as he ran out the doors. He was stark naked in broad daylight, glistening from the sun’s rays and revealing every inch of his glowing body—his little incher gaining all the looks. The smallest part of his body was the one with the most attention.

He had no choice but to drive home on his motorcycle naked, with his little penis lying on top of the seat—mostly, it was squished inside him. Many people laughed at the poor naked man and his heartbreaking predicament. After everything and driving through the cold evening, the little thing was tinkering on the edge of non-existent.

The videos of Jack went semi-viral, and each one had thousands of views, hundreds of shares, and comments, all about his uniquely tiny penis.

“Well, I’ll need a better closeup photo. There’s only so much enlargement on my phone.”

“Is this baby-sized, embryo-sized, or just molecule-sized?”

“His little pecker must be magnetized a million times to see it. 😂”

“Playing ‘hide the pickle’ must be easy with his teeny gherkin.”

“I guess I gotta play ‘Hide and Seek’ and never find it, haha.”

“It’s like a little, flat collar button. It’s so cute!”

“No wonder he’s always so angry. 🤏🏼”

No matter what, this haunted Jack for the rest of his life. Even years after what happened, someone is always compelled to remind him of his baby cock and the infamous exposure, and it doesn’t fail to put Jack back in his rightful place.

Sean and Kelly married each other and were very happy with many children. They enjoyed each other, and Kelly was lucky she had someone like Sean, who made her feel valued and appreciated and could pleasure her.

 

The End.

 

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