Rouge reached down to stroke his length but found only a tiny mound under his pants. His erection wound up being deceptively small and no bigger than a baby carrot.

Oh, god. He's so small. She'd never had it so small before. How would she break it to him? Could she live with herself if she broke his heart and clearly fragile ego? No, she couldn't live with herself, so she attempted to hide her epic disappointment with a nervous grin. To keep up the illusion of arousal, she kept working with it, grasping it between her thumb and forefinger and working it up and down. Oh, Knux. No wonder you walk around without clothes all the time and nobody ever notices your package.