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Gabi could hardly mask her jealousy. “Well, if you guys are done, you can leave with him and head home. We have some spare shirts we can give him."

“That'll do fine," Isabelle said. A conniving smile rose her lips as a plan formulated in her head. Ankha didn't know what she was planning, but she was in on it. “We'll put a shirt on him and get him out of here. Some fresh air will do him good."

“Yeah," Ankha agreed, holding back a smile. “The sooner the better."

Alex didn't like the looks on their faces. Gabi fetched them a white t-shirt. Ankha and Isabelled helped put it on him, their first act as caretakers.

“Can you stand?" Isabelle asked.

“Yeah. I can walk."

“Good. Let's go." Isabelle lifted him by the armpit and pulled him off the bed. He stood on the floor, his tiny pecker poking out from his crotch as if nothing was amiss. Isabelle nodded Ankha over. “Help me walk him out of here."

“With pleasure~" Ankha walked over to the other side of the bed and took his arm. He looked back and forth between the two pretty ladies, unsure if this was a dream or a nightmare. It turned into the latter once they escorted him towards the door.

“W-wait!" He looked back and down at his shorts and underwear, still laid out on the tile floor. “My underwear!"

They ignored him. “Come on, now. Let's get you out of this hellhole." Isabelle said.

“Yeah. It's a beautiful day outside. We can't have you locked up in here all day." The two women shared a knowing smile. Their arms were wrapped around Alex's, making him their prisoner.

“Girls, girls, girls! I can't go out like this!" They made it through the door and out into the hallway. A few nurses passed them, each one noticing Alex's tiny cock with either a gasp or a “Oh!" He blushed hard and looked away. “[i]People will see me![/i]" he hissed.

“Of course they will. They want to see their mayor and know that he's OK." Isabelle said.

“Everyone's gonna be sooooooo happy~" Ankha said, glancing down at his cock and whipping her tail. “I know I am."

They approached the front doors where the sunlight beamed through brightly. They were right. It was a pretty day outside. People would be out having fun, visiting friends, sharing gossip and seeing Alex's cock. He tried slowing them down, but he was too weak. They reached the door and opened them. The sun blinded Alex, making him squint. The sun glowed around his pale skin, turning him into a beacon. There wasn't anybody in the hospital parking lot, but that didn't mean there weren't people in the town already. He had a sinking feeling that that's where he was headed next.

“So nice out," Isabelle noted. “Where should we head first, Ankha?"

Ankha was busy ogling that tiny pecker of his. [i]So fucking cute, I can't believe it.[/i] She came to attention when she heard her name. “Oh! I think the restaurant quarter would be nice. People should be getting breakfast about now."

“That sounds lovely!"

“Girls… Please…" He was shaking between them. His penis shriveled back into its foreskin, begging not to be seen. His knees knocked and shook. “Don't do this…"

“Let's go then," Isabelle said. “No time to waste. Everyone wants to see how well their mayor's doing~"

Off they went, out of the parking lot and down the street. The road was heavily forested along its flanks, letting only beams of sunlight down onto the pavement and the ground. They walked along the sidewalk towards the town, Alex between them, dreading every step closer. A few cars drove past. In them were faces he recognized. Those faces would transition from smiles, to confusion, to pure shock as they drove past. The ones that came from behind usually had their drivers lean out the window and look back to check and see if what they were seeing was real. It was, although seeing Alex's miniscule penis suspended their belief even further. Alex felt his gut churn when he saw the first few buildings appear down the road. He prayed that it was too early for everyone to be out, that people were at work, that maybe everyone was sleeping in.

They made it into town, and he quickly saw just how bad it would be for him. The particularly pretty day had put everyone in an outgoing mood. People walked the sidewalks, waving at each other, chatting amiably. That would come to an abrupt stop once they noticed his exposed cock. Bitty the hippo was the first person to see him. She was coming out of her usual coffee shop, purse hung over her shoulder. Alex tried using the power of his mind to turn her away in the other direction. No such luck. She saw the three of them walking down the sidewalk towards her, and turned to greet them. Her pink arm rose up to wave, only to be rudely halted by the realization of what she was seeing. Her eyes, colored over by a heavy layer of lavender mascara, widened into saucers. Her jaw dropped.

Ankha and Isabelle walked Alex towards her as if nothing was wrong. Alex, his face flushed underneath the morning sun, turned his head as sharply as it would go. That didn't stop Bitty from recognizing him. Isabelle waved at her genially. “Hiya, Bitty! How are you this morning?"

Bitty blinked and gulped. Her eyes, naturally, were transfixed on his miniscule weiner, painfully erect against any decision by him. She blinked and looked back up at them as they walked past. “I'm… I'm just fine… Um…" Back down her eyes went. Her coily hippo tail did a twirl behind her. “I'm happy to see you alright this morning, Alex. Awfully light dress, isn't it?"

He kept looking away. He felt her gaze transition to his buttocks as they walked past. “I'm sorry…" he muttered.

“No! Don't be!" Bitty insisted while sneaking her phone out of her purse. “Nothing to be ashamed of sweety. Looks like you're being taken care of just fine." She opened the camera and snapped a picture. It captured Alex's plump buttcheeks trapped inbetween the much more profound ones his lady captors carried. She inspected the picture closely, wondering who to send it to first. She looked back up and watched as Alex walked around the corner down the street, staring at that adorable butt up until it disappeared.

They walked down the next street which was part of the restaurant district. Several patios were in front of them, already populated with some patrons ready for breakfast. “Look at that," Isabelle said. “Everyone here gets to see how cute their mayor is. Lucky them~ I bet they'll be happy they're up this early, right Ankha?"

“Yeah…" Ankha said. She was staring exactly where she had been since their journey from the hospital had begun. She wondered what it would feel like to hold it, and if maybe he'd spew cum as avidly as he did when Gabi touched him.

They made it down the sidewalk, and people started noticing them. Reactions hit a similar pattern across everyone. Faces grew bright upon seeing their mayor in an OK condition. A paw went up for a wave, only to be cut short by seeing that infinitesimal cock of his. Women and effeminate men reacted the most, gasping and fluffing out their tails once they grasped just how small he was. Alex looked at the ground, terrified to show his face. That didn't spare him from hearing the many comments that were thrown his way.

The men were the most scathing.

“Wow… Nice to see you're doing alright, Alex."

“Out of the hospital I see, out of your pants too. Nice pecker you got there."

“Damn, Alex. I didn't know you were packing that around. When did you plan on telling us?"

“Hey Alex, spare some dick for the rest of us. Hehe."

The women and less masculine men were far kinder, if just as brash. Piper, a white pigeon, was walking towards them on their side of the sidewalk. She had noticed the commotion of townsfolk gawking at Alex, and came over to investigate. A gasp inflated her chest once she saw he was bottomless, putting that pitiful penis of his on display. Without any thought, she hurried over for a closer look right in front of them, bringing them to a stop. “My, oh my! Look at that!" she chirped, hands on her cheeks as they began to blush.

“Cute, isn't he?" Isabelle asked, rubbing his arm.

“Adorable!" Piper didn't ask if she could get closer, she just did, leaning her face to within a foot of his crotch. “It's the most perfect thing I've ever seen! So precious! I could just eat it up!"

Alex, still turning his head, cut his eyes over to her. [i]Is she serious?[/i] He saw the look on her face. Her eyes sparkled with rapt interest. A big smile lifted the corners of her beak. He knew Piper. She wasn't the type of woman to feign excitement. The embarrassment was still real and intense as ever, but it was beginning to be joined by a fluttering sense of flattery. “Y-you really like it that much?" he asked.

“Honey, I wish all boys were this small. It'd be the best thing in the world." She stood upright and gave them a goodbye wave. “You girls take special care of him now. He deserves it~" She walked past them, but not without stealing a glance at his butt and giving another little chirp of delight.

“Wasn't that sweet?" Isabelle asked the two of them.

Ankha stayed quiet. She was watching Piper walk away with a slightly bitter look on her face. [i]Am I being jealous right now?[/i] She got her answer once she looked back forward and saw a veritable entourage of men and women coming forward to get their own look at Alex's peepee. Ankha blanched, unhappy with the large turnout.

Up first was Marshal, the fluffy white squirrel. Behind him were other people pushing and shoving to get their own good look. Marshal squatted and orbited his face around Alex's crotch, his eyes rolling in their sockets as they honed in on that tiny sex organ. “Well, isn't that just adorable?" he cooed in his usual suave voice made sultry by his feminine tone. “I've never seen one so small." He looked up at Alex, smiling coyly. “You naughty boy, keeping this secret from the rest of us. You should be ashamed."

“Hush, Marshal," said a voice behind him. It was Label, a hedgehog wearing a frilly summer dress that barely came below her waist. “It's none of your business how small or big he is. It's his body, he does what he wants with it." [i]If only that were true,[/i] Alex thought dismally. “Although…" Porky stepped closer, right in front of Ankha. “I wouldn't have minded seeing this much earlier. It is quite adorable~"

Alex was having trouble believing what he was hearing. Was everyone really praising him for this? Any human town would've railed him mercilessly, man and women alike. Now here he was looking like a hero for having the world's smallest cock. More people lined up, forming what could've been labeled a crowd. People took pictures. Some people smiled and complimented him dearly, others blushed and stayed quiet.

“That's the most precious thing I've ever seen!"

“So cuuuuuuuute!"

“Mmmmm, lucky boy~"

“Ain't you just popular today? I can see why~"

As far as Alex could tell, they were all being sincere. They were all impressed, as if he possessed a footlong and not a pinky toe. Was it all really happening? Had he hit his head so hard on those rocks that he had started to hallucinate? Here were thick, busty women fawning over him for something that he had been dreadfully ashamed of ever since he had learned about sex. This was something to ridicule and admonish, not revere and admire. For the first time since Gabi revealed his cartoon underwear, he felt his pride recover from the shambles it had been in since. Any longer and it might just inflate into a state even greater since his election to become mayor.

Ankha wasn't having any of it. The fun was over. “Alright! All of you have had your look-see. We've got to get going now." The crowd gave a collective “aww" of disappointment and began to disperse.

“Are you sure?" Isabelle asked. “I think he's starting to enjoy it."

“Y-yeah. I think I'm starting to have fun," he admitted.

That was precisely why Ankha wanted to leave. “Yeah, but we should bring him home. He needs his rest."

Isabelle shrugged. “OK, then."

They made it through the rest of town, garnering more stares and catcalls. Pictures were taken and sent to friends. It wasn't noon yet and the island was already rife with the news: Alex's dick was tiny. You just had to see it. He left the town with a much more improved ego than he expected. What should've been absolutely traumatizing was instead one of the best things that happened to him since his election. Women and men were utterly enraptured. Most affected, it seemed, was Ankha, who he saw stealing glances at his cock repeatedly. She saw him catch her, and cut her eyes away quickly. He had picked up on how defensive she was being. Did he detect a sense of jealousy?

“You know, Ankha, out of everyone I think you like my dick the most," he said.

She glared at him from the corner of her eye. “What makes you say that?"

“I see you staring at it. Your tail's been going crazy ever since the hospital. I know you're excited. Plus, you didn't seem too enthusiastic once people started noticing it too."

She looked ahead, not bothering with eye contact as her grip on his arm tightened. “I don't know what you're talking about."

Isabelle joined in on the fun. “He's right, you know. I've never seen you so excitable and ornery. I think his little cock's got you uppity. It does, doesn't it?"

Ankha's expression remained stolid, although she blushed hard. “Maybe a little, I guess."

“If I didn't know any better, I'd think you girls want to beg to play with it~" Alex said. It was just a playful jibe, nothing to be taken seriously. He didn't think the girls would humor him, let alone actually take him up on it.

That was until they both came to a dead stop.

They both looked down at him. “Is that a request?" Ankha asked.

“You want us to worship that little baby dick of yours?" Isabelle added.

He realized what position he was in again. He started to sweat. “Well… Um… I was just joking. You don-" He was cut off by Isabelle's paw sliding onto his belly, rubbing in a circle. “Haaaaaave to… Ah…" A spasm shimmied through his loins and buttocks. His skin erupted into goose prickles.

“Maybe we'll bring you home and make you feel like a big, big man~" Isabelle purred.

Ankha wasn't about to be left out. She gripped his thigh tightly, making him yelp. She glided it up and down, reaching his knee and up to his pelvis. “How about we find out just what that little dick can do? I wanna see you cum again and again~"

Alex felt like he was about to explode already. He bit his lip so hard it almost bled. His toes curled on the concrete sidewalk. “[i]I… Huhhh… Yes… Mmf… That sounds… That sounds nice~[/i]" He managed a weak chuckle. [i]I'm about to die, aren't I?[/i]

“Good boy~" Ankha said, then kissed his temple. “Let's get going then. No time to waste." They continued the walk to his house at a brisk pace, pulling the shaky, precum leaking Alex along with them. Ankha felt a serious heat blooming in her womanhood, begging for attention. She couldn't hide the jittery flicks of her tail anymore, nor could she ignore the dank moisture accumulating inside of her underwear. It was Alex's fault, and now he was going to fix it.

They made it to Alex's neighborhood where they made a beeline for his house, a quaint one story home nestled in between several more laudy buildings Alex had helped build and decorate since his tenure as mayor. That made it to the front porch. “W-wait," he said. “I don't have my keys."

“No problem," Isabelle said smugly, brandishing her keyring from her pocket. “I came prepared.

“You have my house key?"

“In case of emergencies, and right now definitely is one. You've got me wet as fuck down there, and now we're gonna take care of it."

“So am I," Ankha added, pressing the side of her swollen hip to his. “I can't wait any longer~"

“Let's do it, then." Isabelle found his key on the ring and unlocked the door. She opened it, and finally let go of him so he could step inside. He made it into the living room, a free man for the first time in what felt like forever. He heard the door slam behind him. He spun around and saw the two women staring at him hungrily. They approached. His freedom lasted for all of about 7 seconds.

They came up to him side-by-side, hugging him and pulling their chests into his. He felt the embrace of their warmth across his body. Their fat breasts mushed against his collar. He felt the heat of their cunts radiating within inches of his cock, now hard as diamond and dripping precum. His face was drenched in kisses, smacking softly against both cheeks, his chin, and his lips. He hugged them back weakly, trying not to pass out where he stood. He tried to give them both equal attention, although he started to lose track of which girl was which. He switched between lips, kissing one before switching to the other. They showed their appreciation with purrs and murrs of delight.

Ankha broke her kissing to peel off her shirt. Her black bra remained until it too joined her shirt on the floor. Her burdensome breasts wobbled into their natural form, two glorious globes of soft flesh peaked by her sapphire nipples. Alex's eyes lit up at the sight of them. Isabelle joined her partner in being topless, showing off an equally impressive display of cushiony chest. Her nipples were a rosy pink. They grew stiff and bumpy in the cool AC. Isabelle squeezed them together with her arms and let go, making them wobble. “Like what you see?" she asked.

Alex licked his lips. “Y-yeah…"

“You can touch them if you want~"

He didn't have to be told twice. He brought his casted arm up and brushed the exposed fingertips across her nipple, earning him a shiver from her. “Don't forget about me, now." Ankha pouted. He made sure to give her the same treatment. Though it was sullied by the presence of his casts, he still felt a tremendous sense of accomplishment. The two most beautiful women on the island were letting him touch their boobs. Jackpot!

Lovely as it was for Ankha to have her nipples tickled, it didn't quite satiate her appetite as much as she needed it to. She wanted him to cum, and she was ready to make him do it. She fell to her knees, bringing her face to face with his loins. His throat tightened as she leered close to his dick, still dribbling precum. “[i]So cute[/i]," she whispered to herself. She rubbed her paws up his thighs and around his pelvis. The proximity of her paws alone felt like a handjob to him. She took two fingers and lifted his bitty scrotum. His balls felt like teeny toy marbles, warm as though they had just come out of someone's pocket. He cringed and whimpered, but was soothed by Isabelle caressing his face.

“Shhhhhhh. It's OK. Are you gonna cum?" Isabelle asked.

“If she keeps doing that… yeah."

“Good~ Don't fight it. She wants you to. We both want you to."

“I wanna see you cum your cute little brains out. Please, Mr. Mayor?" Ankha begged, looking up at him with pouty eyes. “It would make me very happy." She rested her cheek on his thigh, facing his cock as she continued massaging his tiny man fruit.

“[i]Ah… Yeah… Don't think I can… Do much about it… Hehe…[/i]" he huffed.

Ankha smiled. “Good boy~" She intended on kneeling there for as long as she had to, stroking and sucking him until he busted again. That wasn't necessary. Her fingers went to his dick and within seconds he was finished. A shrill squeal hollered out of him as another orgasm struck him, shuddering his flesh and making his toes curl. A thin rope of cum spat forth, reaching out several feet before crashing to the hardwood floor. Ankha jerked her head back, unprepared for such a velocity. She certainly didn't mind, though. She giggled to herself and continued stroking him, drawing out more of that precious nectar and prolonging his climax for as long as it would go. He shuddered and whimpered throughout, unable to contain himself as blistering pleasure burst and bubbled across his cock and balls. “There it is~ That's what we wanted. Good boy~"

Isabelle helped him out of his shirt, which was difficult thanks to his cast. She tossed it across the room and kissed his lips, calming him down. Ankha stood back up, and the three of them resumed kissing. Just as he managed to pull away from his constant shaking, Ankha suggested they take it to the bedroom. “I have some plans for you~" He didn't have much of a choice. He found himself back between them with his arms hooked into theirs. They escorted him to his bedroom where they laid him on his mattress. He tried sitting up, but Ankha stopped him with a paw on his chest. “No, you just lay there and stay still. Let us have our fun. You just relax." He prayed that whatever “fun" they were going to have wasn't going to hurt.

Things didn't look promising once Ankha climbed onto the bed and crawled up to him on all fours, her whimsical cat tail swaying in the air above her. She kicked her leg up over him and straddled his trunk, facing his legs. Her ass hovered in front of his face menacingly. Beneath it was her cunt, a pair of thick yellow lips run through by a soaking wet blue slit. She looked down her back at him and waggled her ass. “Are you ready?" she purred.

“I don't know…"

“Don't worry, you'll love it~" She came down, landing her ass right on his face. Her fat haunches descended the flanks of his head, nearly enshrouding it entirely. All that was left was his scalp poking out from behind her. “Ohhhhh… That's it… Mmmm~"

He groaned out from her behind. His entire face was awash with miraculously soft and warm flesh. Her cunt settled on his mouth, dousing it with her feminine moisture. The taste was lurid and heavy, saturating his mouth down to the throat. He wanted more. His tongue slipped inside, lapping at her quivering velvet walls and the delicious fluids that leaked from them. Ankha gasped and swooned. She rolled her ass on him, dragging his powerless head along with it. Round and round her hips went, humping and grinding on occasion.

With Ankha distracted, Isabelle took her turn on his cock. She climbed the bed and bowed down in front of that reproductive altar, flimsy as it was. It was on its way to getting soft again. The pink tip was slowly retracting back into his foreskin, threatening to disappear. Not if Isabelle had anything to do with it. She clasped it between her two fingers. Alex jerked. He tried sitting up, but a moaning Ankha kept him in his place. Isabelle smirked naughtily and continued stroking him. It wasn't long before he was hard again, and it wasn't much longer after that when he was spewing cum.

“[i]Hhhhhnnnnggghhh~![/i]" he groaned. His legs writhed and his body bounced. His struggles invigorated Ankha who was practically burying his face into her behind. She moaned loudly, drenching his mouth and jaw with her juices. More cum rocketed out of him, slapping down onto his lap and tummy. Isabelle was having a blast, giggling stupidly. Her fingers continued doing tricks on his penis until his climax stopped. She wasn't done with him. She sat up on her knees and swung her leg over his, straddling his hips. She came down on him, enveloping his manhood with her wet, hot love cavern.

He came again, shuddering spastically and blessing Isabelle's insides with more of his cum. She moaned softly and shuddered with delight. “Yes~ Ahhh… Good boy~" She bumped and grinded her pussy on his dick, making sure that her clit felt the brunt of it. Soon her voice joined Ankha's as she began to howl and moan. Alex would've been just as loud if his entire face wasn't shrouded in Ankha's voluptuous ass. He kept on cumming, unable to withstand Isabelle's brutal assault. He filled her to the brim, forcing his cum to leak and ooze out of her for as long as she kept it there.

Ankha bowed forward and had to steady herself on her arms. “[i]Huhhhh! Oh, yes… Oh, God… I'm gonna cum… Oh fuck… Yes~[/i]"

Isabelle was right along with her. “[i]Ahhh, fuck… Me too… Huhhh! Yes! That's it! Yes![/i]"

Poor Alex was already there, cumming continuously while praying to God that he wouldn't drown in pussy or die of dehydration from all of the nut that was being drained from him. Although if he died there, it would've been the best possible way for anyone to do so. His only gripe was having those casts on his arms which prevented him from giving his two new lovers the proper touch that they deserved.

Ankha and Isabella both came within moments of each other. Ankha turned into a blubbering, shaky mess right on top of his head as her cunt dished out a fat wallop of womanly cream that filled his mouth and coagulated around his lips and chin. Her cattail struck out into a straight line behind her as her head threw backwards. A hideous moan belted out of her. Isabelle reacted similarly. Her vulva gripped Alex's cock angrily, intensifying both of their climaxes. She felt the last remaining drops of his seed spurt inside of her, triggering more of her spasms and rendering her legs virtually unusable.

Alex thought he had died. His entire body was wracked by an aching ecstasy that more than matched the pain and suffering he had been through the past several hours. His face was soggy with cum, still trapped underneath Ankha's plushy backside. Everything from the waist down burned with delight, most fiercely around where his cock was still wrapped around by Isabelle's cunt. He wanted to lie there forever beneath those two pillars of heavenly weight and comfort. Sadly, it had to come to an end, and Ankha pried her ass off of his face. His visage was shiny with her juices. Thickish white cream was smeared around his mouth like grease. He tried opening his eyes, but one remained stickied closed. He looked like hell, but he felt like he was in heaven.

Ankha looked down at him through the arch of her thighs. She giggled and murred. “How was that, Mr. mayor?"

He gulped what residue was still in his mouth and licked his lips. “Pretty, uh… That was pretty nice. I think…"

“I think so too~" Ankha purred. She kicked her leg over him and kneeled next to him. She rubbed his chest soothingly while Isabelle managed to come off of him too, if a bit shakily.

“Whew… I needed that." She knelt on the other side of him and joined Ankha in rubbing his chest. “I know it's unprofessional to have relationships with your boss, but I don't think you mind very much, do you?"

He laughed. Their paws on his chest were ready to put him to sleep, that and the exhaustion of having dumped every bit of cum he had left in him within a matter of minutes. “No, I don't mind. I think I might give you a raise."

“Mmm, I'd appreciate it~" She leaned down and kissed his cheek, still wet with Ankha's moisture. She licked her lips clean and giggled. “Think I can have a turn on that cute little face of yours?"

[i]Again? I think they really[/i] are [i]trying to kill me.[/i] “Well, sure, but-"

“Good!" Isabelle was over top of him within an instant, hanging that enormous backside of hers over his wet face, soon to be wetter. “'Cause we ain't done with you yet~"

That was the last thing he heard before his world went black again.