"Fine," said Claudine. "Let's begin. Tamara you need to search Chris."

Tamara stood in front of him.

"Sir, we believe you may have attempted to steal merchandise from our store by hiding it on your person. I am now going to conduct a physical examination of you to locate said merchandise. Arms to the sides please."

Chris raised his arms out to his sides. Tamara gave him a thorough pat down, working down each arm, patting his torso, feeling again the bulging material of his crotch. That made Margaret laugh out loud. Tamara continued to roughly feel all down the front and back of each leg.

"Sir, I'll need you to remove your shoes and socks." Chris took them off and Tamara examined them carefully. "Now I'll need you to remove your shirt please. Actually, why don't you go ahead and remove all your clothing."

"What?" Chris was shocked.

"Yes, every stitch off, Chris," chimed in Claudine. "If you're foolish enough to attempt to shoplift here you can expect to be strip searched."

Chris was very embarrassed. His face was bright red.

"Couldn't I have a little more privacy?" He looked sheepishly at Margaret who was studying him.

"Certainly not," said Claudine with authority. "You gave up your right to privacy when you attempted to steal. Everything off. And be quick."

Chris' hands were shaking as he unbuttoned his shirt. He slipped it off and then pulled his t-shirt over his head. He unbuttoned his pants and pulled them awkwardly off. Now he was standing there in his boxers. The bulge in front was comically large. The ladies restrained their giggles, somewhat unsuccessfully.

"Come now. Everything." Claudine snapped her fingers

Chris, his arms shaking quite a bit from nervousness now, reluctantly pulled the boxers down to his ankles. The sexy teddy fell to the floor.

He looked down at the teddy, then at his own little penis which was only a shrunken nub.

Why is it so damn cold in here, he thought.

He looked up at the ladies, each one watching him and grinning: Claudine, Tamara, Margaret and young sales girl Susan. They all stared in disbelief at his tiny member.

Then they burst into laughter simultaneously.

"Oh, dear. Oh, my," said Margaret.

Susan seemed sympathetic. "I always feel kinda sorry for guys that are that small."

"Well," added Tamara, "I don't." They all laughed at her comment.

There was a knock at the door. Chris reached to pull up his shorts but Claudine forbade him.

"No. Chris you are not to cover up at any time. You must accept the consequences of you actions."

Susan opened the door to find very youthful shopper Sabrina.

"I'm sorry," said Sabrina. "I just had a question about..." She caught an eyeful of Chris standing there completely nude, his shorts down around his ankles. The sweat was pouring off his forehead now. Sabrina got a big grin on her face.

"Dude! You're, like, tiny!" She laughed and pointed at his little penis.

Susan laughed too and let out a sad "Ahhhh," then led Sabrina back onto the sales floor.

"Leave the door open, please," instructed Claudine.

"But someone might look in here and see me!" Chris protested.

"Yes," said Claudine. "Exactly."