The fair was pretty big this year. Sam decided he'd try his luck in one of the eating contests, and he could think of nothing more delicious than unlimited watermelon. He signed up, eagerly, and paid the $5 fee.
The hot summer day was filled with the smell of cotton candy and fried food, and Sam was in heaven. He got up on the stage and sat at the giant table, gazing at all the fresh watermelon.
Tracy looked up at the contestants and couldn't believe her eyes. She knew the watermelon eating contest was always done with tied hands and blindfolds. This was a perfect chance to embarrass Sam again.
Sam and the other contestants sat while their hands were tied behind their chairs. Then Sam grinned from ear to ear as they put the blindfold on him, unaware of Tracy making her way up the stage.
The timer started and Sam starting eating. His face devoured the juicy watermelon in mere seconds, making the helper behind him replace it with another slice. Tracy stepped closer, seeing Sam's hands tied behind the chair.
Sam devoured two more slices, making the helper struggle to keep up, since they had to help the kid next to Sam also. Tracy stepped in with Sam's next slice, and the helper was happy to let her.
The rest of the contest Tracy fed Sam with expert placement, just the right distance so Sam could get it all. When the finish bell rang, Sam held his head up, waiting to hear if he won.
With Tracy's help, Sam took the win easily. The crowd cheered as his name was called over the speakers. Tracy whispered in his ear, "Stand up on the chair so everyone can see you and I'll untie your hands."
Delighted, Sam quickly stood up on his chair, still blindfolded and grinning. Tracy tied his hands to the back of the chair, right at the top. Sam thought he was being untied, so he stayed still. Then Sam heard something dreadful from behind him.
"Hey, Sam! Remember when I said you'd be naked all summer?"
Tracy grabbed a hold of Sam's waistband on both sides and pulled down hard. His shorts and boxers slid right down, instantly exposing his tiny cock and balls. He instinctively reached down to pull them up, but found his hands tied tightly to the chair.
The crowd erupted in laughter. Sam's little dick barely covered his hairless nutsack at all, letting everyone get a look between his legs. Sam gasped and tried to sit down, but realized he couldn't bend his arms any more with his hands tied up like that. He danced up and down on the chair, trying to free his hands. Then Tracy grabbed his shirt.
"Let's get a real good look, shall we?"
And with that, Tracy lifted the bottom of Sam's shirt up, covering his already blindfolded head.
Sam's front was now fully exposed, from his slim chest all completely nude down to his ankles. He lifted his legs, desperate to cover his tiny package. It was no use. His shorts and boxers were wrapped around his sandles, keeping his legs from moving around much at all. Especially while he tried to keep his balance on the chair.
The crowd laughed even harder. Sam wiggling up and down, naked, made his little pecker dance and move all around like a little light switch. The other contestants got a close up view of his little dancing boyhood, and were pointing and laughing as Sam struggled to get free.
As Sam finally got his hands free, Tracy pushed his butt forward, causing him to lose his balance and step forward out of his shorts and sandals, right onto the table.
Now pantsless, barefoot on the table, Sam reached up to get his shirt off his head.
"Not so fast!" yelled Tracy.
She stood up on the chair behind him and finished pulling his shirt up and off in one swoop, leaving Sam standing there completely naked.
"Told ya you'd be naked, little Sammy!"
Sam couldn't believe his eyes. He was naked in front of hundreds of people, all laughing at his sorry excuse for a dick. He whimpered and sobbed as he easily covered his package with his hands. He actually only needed one hand, it was all so small.
The crowd was rolling in laughter. Sam's face was still dripping with watermelon juice as he stood there stark naked. Then Tracy threw his clothes up on the table.
"Better get dressed before you stun some of these people for life!" She jeered.
Sam reached down to grab his pants and slipped in the watermelon juice. His feet flew forward and he landed on a big chunk of watermelon right between his legs. He grabbed his aching balls as juice went flying everywhere.
Sam grabbed his shorts and put them on with his legs spread wide from his throbbing nuts, giving everyone a good look at his tiny boyhood yet again. There was no end to the laughter now.
Tracy stepped off the stage, completely satisfied with Sam's humiliation. But this was only a chance encounter. Sam had no idea what Tracy had actually planned for that day at the fair.
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