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Lightning struck outside James’ window, the winds howled softly, and his bedroom was illuminated by the soft glow of the tv. He was playing Darstalkers much later into the night than any sane man would, but a pillow rested underneath his head now, so today was over at last. He fell into sleep, looking forward to tomorrow.

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The arcade in the Estoc Northridge Mall was easily James’ favorite part of the sprawling, popular mall, and no small part of that was the Darkstalkers cabinet in the center.

He annihilated challenger after challenger with his unstoppable Hsien-Ko, but unlike usual, there was still someone willing to challenge him for Darkstalkers supremacy despite his twelve straight victories that day. It was somebody wearing a hoodie, sweatpants, sunglasses, and a hospital mask; somebody who set their tokens onto the cabinet’s player 2 side.

“So you got next? I hope you’re ready to lose.” James teased, getting a bit too big for his basketball shorts.

A woman’s voice came out of the hood, and she made him a wager, “Nay, I’m ready to win. Tell ya what, ta make things more interestin’, one of us gets a prize for winnin’.”

“I’ll take you up on that. I haven’t lost with Hsien-Ko in months, and I don’t think a girl’s about to break my streak.”

“Pfft, think ya can best me just cause I’m a bird? We’ll see about that, laddie.”

“Oh, it’s on.” James said, smiling at the notion of a real challenge to his multi-month string of Darkstalkers victories. What happened next was shocking to the boy, when he completely and utterly annihilated his opponent… who didn’t even seem to know how to pull off Morrigan’s special moves. She soundly lost each round, as though she’d barely played before betting on her own victory. Despite the bravado, this new challenger was just a beginning player at Darkstalkers.

In disbelief, the boy turned to his latest casualty, and asked about the ‘prize’ she promised. Though he could hear her pouting underneath her hoodie, she said, “Ach, fine, you’ll getchyer prize… just watch this.”

She just started taking her clothing off right in front of James, revealing a gorgeous woman with long, perfectly straight green hair, high-heeled leather boots, and the most amazing breasts that the boy had ever seen; all squeezed into a skimpy black leotard. His jaw dropped because the lady standing before him was unmistakably Morrigan, the sexy succubus from the exact video game he just beat her at.

James was so shocked by her presence he could barely breathe, but when his heart rate turned back to normal he had one thing on his mind. “Wow. I, uh… so what kinda prize do you have for me?”

“Just take a step closer, lad, and I’ll give ya’ a time you’ll ne’er forget~” Morrigan flirtatiously said, and the nerd walked closer without a hint of hesitation. Big mistake. The moment he got within arms reach, she ripped his shirt clean open, and exposed his skinny torso to the dim arcade lights. James blushed at her theft of his clothing, but the perverted Scot was only getting started with him.

Turning her batwings into a pair of scissors, she tore through James’ basketball shorts easier than a meat cleaver cuts through marshmallows, and the bullying woman lost it as his underwear was unveiled. Morrigan threw back her head in hysterics, pointing at his underpants in a fit of giggles as she cried, “Tighty-whities!? A boy yer’ age is still wearing tighty-whities? That’s hilarious! Hahaha!!”

“Hey– Wait!” James yelped, realizing all at once she was stripping him in public, “You can’t leave me in my underwear! I’m the one who won the bet!”

“So… you don’t wanna to be left in yer’ knickers?”

“O-of course not! No guy wants g-girls to see his briefs!!”

“Hmmm, if you say so laddie.” Morrigan said, shrugging as she placed the toe of her boot in James’ waistband. “I jus’ figured you wouldn’t want ta be stark-raving-naked out in public.”

She grinned salaciously for a second, then yanked the tighty-whities straight down to the boy’s ankles.

Between the chilly breeze, the sexy succubus with her shoe on his undies, and the memory of being inside a packed arcade, James was suddenly reminded about the part of his body he was most humiliated by: His teensy-weensie, itsy-bitsy shrimpy little micro peenie. It was hardly more than an inch soft, and the look on the darkstalker’s face when she laid eyes on his shortcoming made the nerd too embarrassed to even move.

Though Morrigan was the only one who could see his shame now, the queen of seduction wasted no time grabbing James by the arms, and spinning him around for everybody to ogle. His tiny cock was on display to half the arcade, and with one drop-dead gorgeous monster girl giggling on the back side of him, his meat started to rise right when that would humiliate him the most. Poor James wished he’d be swallowed whole by the earth, but the ground beneath him remained rock-solid as a packed arcade full of nerdy gamer girls laughed at his 3 inch boner. He watched in abject embarrassment as women threw back their heads cackling to each other over the smallest penis they’d ever seen.

The SPH sign was made by at least a dozen girls between their giggles and mocking, but the mischievous succubus humiliating James didn’t seem satisfied with just other nerds making his day into a naked nightmare. Morrigan scooped the boy up by his arms, and bound the skinny limbs away from his crotch as she took flight. James could see groups of hysterical women with Polaroid cameras following him to snap shots of his naked body as they flew overhead. “Wait! Stop it, put me down! All those girls can see my dick!!”

“Aye, they can see yer’ little willy. And would’ya look at their smilin’ faces? It’s always a good time laughing at a teensy-weensy little baby dick like yer’s~”

Morrigan flew with him over the myriad clothing stores, swooping closer over the crowds whenever she saw any girls who seemed interested in a better look at the mortified man’s microscopic member. After a quick tour near the food court, the succubus gave her cargo a teasing kiss, and the shock of her lips meeting his blushing cheek was enough to make the beet-red nerd redouble his struggle to escape the coy succubus.

As her nude prize fought against her iron grip, Morrigan lost her hold on the boy, and accidentally dropped James butt-naked into the Mall’s ornamental water fountain. The freezing cold fountain. Sure, the large body of water caught his fall, but James was stunned for a few seconds by the splashy impact.

As the naked, nerdy guy stood up from his dip in the public wishing well, he saw what must’ve been a hundred ladies gawking at him. Their smiling eyes (and newfangled Polaroid cameras) drifted slowly downward to his shrunken, one inch cocktail weenie, and James suddenly found his wrists tied up in his shredded old shirt— tangled into the fountain before he could cover his shame. The poor guy’s face was redder then a ripe tomato, and he was utterly mortified as those chicks laughed at his tiny cock. Even his hottest ex-classmates were right in the crowd, losing their minds laughing at him.

“Hahaha! Oh my god, Sarah! Is that James!?”

“Holy Crap, I think it is! He was always a nerd, but that can’t be his penis— it’s the tiniest thing I’ve ever seen!”

“Hahaha, yeah, it’s like a little acorn!”

“Or a baby carrot! Wait, hurry and help me grab my camera— Steph needs to see this.”

While Sarah Sullivan dug quickly through her purse, James begged Morrigan to help him out of this naked nightmare, but the sexy succubus was way to busy cackling over his micro-penis to heed his pleas. It was only when the butt-naked nerd saw a security guard approach him with her handcuffs out that he begged loud enough for the succubus to hear over her own blissful giggles. “Help! Morrigan, H-help!! You can’t do this to me!”

He waited two agonizing seconds for the green haired humiliatrix to step up to where the cold fountain had him stuck, but would this make matters better, or worse?

“Don’t worry Jimmy boy, I can ‘help’ you out~” she said, flipping her long hair while her breasts bounced in a way that showed the entire world she wasn’t wearing a bra. Gliding right up beside the naked, humiliated nerd, she gave James’ scarlet cheek a loving pat, and started baby-talking him.

“Y’ know, yev’ got such a cutesy little cock, I think it’d be almost criminal to let ye’ free just yet…” Morrigan said, guiding her soft hand down so far it met his shaft. As she started stroking him between two fingers, she said, “Why don’tcha give these ladies a ‘little’ show?”

The question alone was enough to make him rock-hard… yet still tiny down there.

When his three inch pecker twitched like a shrimp in front of an ocean of the mall’s female employees, ‘Jimmy boy’ was so utterly, thoroughly, and totally humiliated he thought he might pass out. The poor, unhung man put his entire willpower into not squirting despite the playful succubus teasing his weenie. Morrigan giggled while she tickled his undersized privates, the crowd watching him made SPH signs with their fingers to rub his ‘shortcomings’ in, and under these circumstances the mortified guy could only last so long.

Poor little James could feel his knees buckling from the combined forces of humiliation and pleasure, but the straw that finally broke him was when Morrigan leant down to give his dick a soft kiss. He saw her massive, perfect boobies jiggle out of her top, and he knew it was over.

Just a split-second before he could blow his load in the mall plaza, James woke up breathless in the middle of the night, tossing his bedsheets around, and drenched in a cold sweat. He breathed a deep sigh of relief, knowing that a giggling, perverse monster girl wasn’t actually humiliating him in the mall.

“Calm down man, it’s just a nightmare, it was just a nightmare…” the nerdy guy said to himself, not quite managing to calm his nerves.

He repeated this mantra to no avail until a voice beside him in bed spoke up. “Aww, Jimmy boy, are ya having night terrors about your adorable little willy again?”

The voice came from Morrigan, the succubus he’d been sharing a bed with since that horrific, embarrassing day at the mall. Because it hit him again that a video game seductress had actually ruined his life by being her coy, sexy self.

James felt his cheeks heat up once more at her comment on his package, and protested despite the futility. “Aw come on, do you have to call it cute?”

“I’m only telling the truth, you’ve gots a wee little micro dick— it’s adorable how tiny it is. Like a baby shrimp, or a cocktail weenie, or a teensy widdle, itty bitty, wee…”

Morrigan’s running commentary served onto to embarrass James more, and while pinching the bridge of his nose, he begged the question. “Remind me why I let you into my house? Why do I have to deal with your bullying?”

“Ach, you remember why.” The monster girl scoffed with a smile, “Yer’ payin’ me back for my daring rescue. Y’know, at that mall when I dove in to save the day like your knight in shinin’ fishnets?”

She decided to help James out of the fountain on one condition: That he tutor the succubus until she became great at fighting games. Fortunately (and unfortunately) for the pin-dicked nerd, that meant Morrigan would live in his house, eat all of his Mac n’ cheese, play with his mortal body, and totally humiliate him whenever she had half a chance.

“Ugh, I know our deal…” James grumbled under the sounds of heavy rain, a flush of scarlet across his face as he remembered her ridiculous demands. Suddenly, lightning struck, and the bang of thunder scared the nerdy guy out of his sheets with a shriek. He landed butt-naked on Morrigan’s luscious lap with his teeny weenie twitching like a second heartbeat.

Of note, the succubus’s final condition was that ‘Jimmy boy’ had to sleep in his birthday suit— you know, so he could wind up scarlet-faced in her grasp easier than ever. The poor guy felt Morrigan grab his dicklett, and she started giggling over it’s smallness as he melted with shame.

“Aww, it’s even cuter up close~” she cooed while gliding her fingers up his tiny shaft, “Maybe I should force you to sleep without blankets too…”

As the succubus’s soft, supple lips sucked on the exposed skin of his neck, and she tugged him to the point where he thought he might explode, James remembered why he’d agreed to the mess his life had become. Sure, Morrigan loved humiliating him more than anything (like she was right now) but when your roommate is a gorgeous monster who feeds on sex, it can be a little hard to complain.

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Lightning struck outside James’ window, the winds howled softly, and his bedroom was illuminated by the soft glow of the tv. He was playing Darstalkers much later into the night than any sane man would, but a pillow rested underneath his head now, so today was over at last. He fell into sleep, looking forward to tomorrow.

—————————————

The arcade in the Estoc Northridge Mall was easily James’ favorite part of the sprawling, popular mall, and no small part of that was the Darkstalkers cabinet in the center.

He annihilated challenger after challenger with his unstoppable Hsien-Ko, but unlike usual, there was still someone willing to challenge him for Darkstalkers supremacy despite his twelve straight victories that day. It was somebody wearing a hoodie, sweatpants, sunglasses, and a hospital mask; somebody who set their tokens onto the cabinet’s player 2 side.

“So you got next? I hope you’re ready to lose.” James teased, getting a bit too big for his basketball shorts.

A woman’s voice came out of the hood, and she made him a wager, “Nay, I’m ready to win. Tell ya what, ta make things more interestin’, one of us gets a prize for winnin’.”

“I’ll take you up on that. I haven’t lost with Hsien-Ko in months, and I don’t think a girl’s about to break my streak.”

“Pfft, think ya can best me just cause I’m a bird? We’ll see about that, laddie.”

“Oh, it’s on.” James said, smiling at the notion of a real challenge to his multi-month string of Darkstalkers victories. What happened next was shocking to the boy, when he completely and utterly annihilated his opponent… who didn’t even seem to know how to pull off Morrigan’s special moves. She soundly lost each round, as though she’d barely played before betting on her own victory. Despite the bravado, this new challenger was just a beginning player at Darkstalkers.

In disbelief, the boy turned to his latest casualty, and asked about the ‘prize’ she promised. Though he could hear her pouting underneath her hoodie, she said, “Ach, fine, you’ll getchyer prize… just watch this.”

She just started taking her clothing off right in front of James, revealing a gorgeous woman with long, perfectly straight green hair, high-heeled leather boots, and the most amazing breasts that the boy had ever seen; all squeezed into a skimpy black leotard. His jaw dropped because the lady standing before him was unmistakably Morrigan, the sexy succubus from the exact video game he just beat her at.

James was so shocked by her presence he could barely breathe, but when his heart rate turned back to normal he had one thing on his mind. “Wow. I, uh… so what kinda prize do you have for me?”

“Just take a step closer, lad, and I’ll give ya’ a time you’ll ne’er forget~” Morrigan flirtatiously said, and the nerd walked closer without a hint of hesitation. Big mistake. The moment he got within arms reach, she ripped his shirt clean open, and exposed his skinny torso to the dim arcade lights. James blushed at her theft of his clothing, but the perverted Scot was only getting started with him.

Turning her batwings into a pair of scissors, she tore through James’ basketball shorts easier than a meat cleaver cuts through marshmallows, and the bullying woman lost it as his underwear was unveiled. Morrigan threw back her head in hysterics, pointing at his underpants in a fit of giggles as she cried, “Tighty-whities!? A boy yer’ age is still wearing tighty-whities? That’s hilarious! Hahaha!!”

“Hey– Wait!” James yelped, realizing all at once she was stripping him in public, “You can’t leave me in my underwear! I’m the one who won the bet!”

“So… you don’t wanna to be left in yer’ knickers?”

“O-of course not! No guy wants g-girls to see his briefs!!”

“Hmmm, if you say so laddie.” Morrigan said, shrugging as she placed the toe of her boot in James’ waistband. “I jus’ figured you wouldn’t want ta be stark-raving-naked out in public.”

She grinned salaciously for a second, then yanked the tighty-whities straight down to the boy’s ankles.

Between the chilly breeze, the sexy succubus with her shoe on his undies, and the memory of being inside a packed arcade, James was suddenly reminded about the part of his body he was most humiliated by: His teensy-weensie, itsy-bitsy shrimpy little micro peenie. It was hardly more than an inch soft, and the look on the darkstalker’s face when she laid eyes on his shortcoming made the nerd too embarrassed to even move.

Though Morrigan was the only one who could see his shame now, the queen of seduction wasted no time grabbing James by the arms, and spinning him around for everybody to ogle. His tiny cock was on display to half the arcade, and with one drop-dead gorgeous monster girl giggling on the back side of him, his meat started to rise right when that would humiliate him the most. Poor James wished he’d be swallowed whole by the earth, but the ground beneath him remained rock-solid as a packed arcade full of nerdy gamer girls laughed at his 3 inch boner. He watched in abject embarrassment as women threw back their heads cackling to each other over the smallest penis they’d ever seen.

The SPH sign was made by at least a dozen girls between their giggles and mocking, but the mischievous succubus humiliating James didn’t seem satisfied with just other nerds making his day into a naked nightmare. Morrigan scooped the boy up by his arms, and bound the skinny limbs away from his crotch as she took flight. James could see groups of hysterical women with Polaroid cameras following him to snap shots of his naked body as they flew overhead. “Wait! Stop it, put me down! All those girls can see my dick!!”

“Aye, they can see yer’ little willy. And would’ya look at their smilin’ faces? It’s always a good time laughing at a teensy-weensy little baby dick like yer’s~”

Morrigan flew with him over the myriad clothing stores, swooping closer over the crowds whenever she saw any girls who seemed interested in a better look at the mortified man’s microscopic member. After a quick tour near the food court, the succubus gave her cargo a teasing kiss, and the shock of her lips meeting his blushing cheek was enough to make the beet-red nerd redouble his struggle to escape the coy succubus.

As her nude prize fought against her iron grip, Morrigan lost her hold on the boy, and accidentally dropped James butt-naked into the Mall’s ornamental water fountain. The freezing cold fountain. Sure, the large body of water caught his fall, but James was stunned for a few seconds by the splashy impact.

As the naked, nerdy guy stood up from his dip in the public wishing well, he saw what must’ve been a hundred ladies gawking at him. Their smiling eyes (and newfangled Polaroid cameras) drifted slowly downward to his shrunken, one inch cocktail weenie, and James suddenly found his wrists tied up in his shredded old shirt— tangled into the fountain before he could cover his shame. The poor guy’s face was redder then a ripe tomato, and he was utterly mortified as those chicks laughed at his tiny cock. Even his hottest ex-classmates were right in the crowd, losing their minds laughing at him.

“Hahaha! Oh my god, Sarah! Is that James!?”

“Holy Crap, I think it is! He was always a nerd, but that can’t be his penis— it’s the tiniest thing I’ve ever seen!”

“Hahaha, yeah, it’s like a little acorn!”

“Or a baby carrot! Wait, hurry and help me grab my camera— Steph needs to see this.”

While Sarah Sullivan dug quickly through her purse, James begged Morrigan to help him out of this naked nightmare, but the sexy succubus was way to busy cackling over his micro-penis to heed his pleas. It was only when the butt-naked nerd saw a security guard approach him with her handcuffs out that he begged loud enough for the succubus to hear over her own blissful giggles. “Help! Morrigan, H-help!! You can’t do this to me!”

He waited two agonizing seconds for the green haired humiliatrix to step up to where the cold fountain had him stuck, but would this make matters better, or worse?

“Don’t worry Jimmy boy, I can ‘help’ you out~” she said, flipping her long hair while her breasts bounced in a way that showed the entire world she wasn’t wearing a bra. Gliding right up beside the naked, humiliated nerd, she gave James’ scarlet cheek a loving pat, and started baby-talking him.

“Y’ know, yev’ got such a cutesy little cock, I think it’d be almost criminal to let ye’ free just yet…” Morrigan said, guiding her soft hand down so far it met his shaft. As she started stroking him between two fingers, she said, “Why don’tcha give these ladies a ‘little’ show?”

The question alone was enough to make him rock-hard… yet still tiny down there.

When his three inch pecker twitched like a shrimp in front of an ocean of the mall’s female employees, ‘Jimmy boy’ was so utterly, thoroughly, and totally humiliated he thought he might pass out. The poor, unhung man put his entire willpower into not squirting despite the playful succubus teasing his weenie. Morrigan giggled while she tickled his undersized privates, the crowd watching him made SPH signs with their fingers to rub his ‘shortcomings’ in, and under these circumstances the mortified guy could only last so long.

Poor little James could feel his knees buckling from the combined forces of humiliation and pleasure, but the straw that finally broke him was when Morrigan leant down to give his dick a soft kiss. He saw her massive, perfect boobies jiggle out of her top, and he knew it was over.

Just a split-second before he could blow his load in the mall plaza, James woke up breathless in the middle of the night, tossing his bedsheets around, and drenched in a cold sweat. He breathed a deep sigh of relief, knowing that a giggling, perverse monster girl wasn’t actually humiliating him in the mall.

“Calm down man, it’s just a nightmare, it was just a nightmare…” the nerdy guy said to himself, not quite managing to calm his nerves.

He repeated this mantra to no avail until a voice beside him in bed spoke up. “Aww, Jimmy boy, are ya having night terrors about your adorable little willy again?”

The voice came from Morrigan, the succubus he’d been sharing a bed with since that horrific, embarrassing day at the mall. Because it hit him again that a video game seductress had actually ruined his life by being her coy, sexy self.

James felt his cheeks heat up once more at her comment on his package, and protested despite the futility. “Aw come on, do you have to call it cute?”

“I’m only telling the truth, you’ve gots a wee little micro dick— it’s adorable how tiny it is. Like a baby shrimp, or a cocktail weenie, or a teensy widdle, itty bitty, wee…”

Morrigan’s running commentary served onto to embarrass James more, and while pinching the bridge of his nose, he begged the question. “Remind me why I let you into my house? Why do I have to deal with your bullying?”

“Ach, you remember why.” The monster girl scoffed with a smile, “Yer’ payin’ me back for my daring rescue. Y’know, at that mall when I dove in to save the day like your knight in shinin’ fishnets?”

She decided to help James out of the fountain on one condition: That he tutor the succubus until she became great at fighting games. Fortunately (and unfortunately) for the pin-dicked nerd, that meant Morrigan would live in his house, eat all of his Mac n’ cheese, play with his mortal body, and totally humiliate him whenever she had half a chance.

“Ugh, I know our deal…” James grumbled under the sounds of heavy rain, a flush of scarlet across his face as he remembered her ridiculous demands. Suddenly, lightning struck, and the bang of thunder scared the nerdy guy out of his sheets with a shriek. He landed butt-naked on Morrigan’s luscious lap with his teeny weenie twitching like a second heartbeat.

Of note, the succubus’s final condition was that ‘Jimmy boy’ had to sleep in his birthday suit— you know, so he could wind up scarlet-faced in her grasp easier than ever. The poor guy felt Morrigan grab his dicklett, and she started giggling over it’s smallness as he melted with shame.

“Aww, it’s even cuter up close~” she cooed while gliding her fingers up his tiny shaft, “Maybe I should force you to sleep without blankets too…”

As the succubus’s soft, supple lips sucked on the exposed skin of his neck, and she tugged him to the point where he thought he might explode, James remembered why he’d agreed to the mess his life had become. Sure, Morrigan loved humiliating him more than anything (like she was right now) but when your roommate is a gorgeous monster who feeds on sex, it can be a little hard to complain.