Dorm Striptease (Patreon)

Lydia’s excitement was palpable. It was perhaps the most outrageous thing she’s ever done. The pillowcase she clutched to her chest wiggled a little bit. 

“We’re almost there.” She whispered. “I’m sorry, just a little longer.”

She was on her corridor now, the home stretch. As she hurried down the hallway a couple of other girls walked the other way chatting they didn’t even look at her. She exhaled. Knowing what she held next to her chest was giving her butterflies. She was not only excited, she was getting a little wet.

Reaching her room she bundled in through the door and closed it quickly behind her, taking a few deep breaths. Her roommate was working at her desk and leaned backwards in her chair, “What’s up roomy? What’s got you all hot and bothered?”. Lydia grinned and rushed forwards, turning the contents of the pillowcase out onto a stack of books on the floor.

“Happy Birthday Sanita!”

Sanita’s eyes widened as she approached. Clambering to his feet, and clearly a little groggy, was a tiny man, no larger than around six inches. He was dressed in a black leather jacket and balck jeans, and he was very cute. 

“Oh my god whats this… a downsized guy…”

“Not just any downsized guy…” Lydia clasped her hands together “… a downsized stripper!”

The little guy had time to get himself together and now from some tiny but surprisingly powerful speakers some music started playing. Sanita crept forwards and sat cross legged in amazement. She was so excited she was trembling. She’d never actually seen a man naked before. This guy was ripped. His jacket came off very quickly and she could see those arms. He was very energetic, thrusting and leaping around. Gyrating… Lydia was silent screaming. Sanita was lost in his movements. She wondered what it would be like to have him leaping and gyrating all over her… inside of her. She was blushing and getting very hot, beaming from ear to ear as his shirt came off next. She wanted to reach out and touch him so badly, her hand kept making little twitches in his direction, but she held it together, bouncing a little in her cross legged position. His body was glistening as she wanted to pick him up and lick him all over. Now the song was reaching its climax and so was the dance, as all that was left was a little thong. He looked like he had a good bulge. With a final flourish he span and whipped away the last scrap of protection from the penetrating stares of the two girls. They squealed in delight and clapped their hands. Sanita turned and gave her roommate a big hug before spinning back around and lurching terrifyingly close to the tiny dancer, whispering at him “I love you.”