Zorko's Curiosities Ch. 05

I phoned Chas but before I could explain my concerns he sidetracked me about another event on Friday night coming up. I had not known there was even an event on that night but Chas explained it was a special night where the Hosts hand-picked the performers and one of the freaks had pulled out so I was suggested as a replacement. There would also be no cages and I would be expected to serve guests food and drinks like a waiter.

It sounded kind of scary, "But Chas then they will be able to touch me and I will see their faces?"

"Yes my boy, but there will only be around 100 people at the most there, and they are mostly self-controlled. I suspect some will grope you no doubt but your minder's will be watching closely and step in if things get out of hand. I have done this event for four years now and have never had a problem so far. Besides the night comes with a nice fee of $2000 for your trouble. But no tips just a flat fee," Chas said cheerfully.

"So they don't mind me seeing their faces?"

"You are bound by a confidentiality agreement son, so you can't tell anyone about who you see there. So what do you say, are you up for it?"

"OK I am game I suppose. Count me in," I said.

"Good lad, now what is on your mind?" Chas asked.

I explained to him about finding out how the BMW jerk was the same guy who threatened me at the swinger's night and how it was freaking me out a bit. But he didn't seem to think the problem was as bad as what I did. When someone threatens your life as Daniel Connors did that night for something so stupid as the size of my dick, then you can't help but feel a bit scared about it.

"Don't sweat it my boy. Your not the first performer to be threatened in this manner. He never seen your face so how would he recognise you? Besides the man was completely off his face that night, so I suspect it was just the booze talking." Chas said trying to reassure me.

"So what do I do if this weirdo approaches me again?"

"Call me straight away. I have connections who can deal with this man, no problems. My clients don't like it when one of their own shit in their nest, so to speak."

"I guess they wouldn't like it if their activities received any untoward publicity," I said sarcastically.

"No they value their privacy just as much as what you do, my boy. But you know how the rags like a scandal, so just call me and I will sort it out."

I suppose he was right. I couldn't care less myself about the privacy of these rich and famous people, but I cared about mine. If it made the papers then my life as a micropenis man who performs in a freak show would go national, probably global. Not such great advertisement for a future lawyer looking to work in some big law firm once he have passed the bar exam, I thought.

I decided to let it be for now, as it was possible that I would never hear from this creep again. My life was otherwise going OK for a change. I was making some sweet coin as a freak and I had even gotten myself a boyfriend. Not bad for a weeks work I must say. The weekend was coming and I had two gigs now with Zorko, so another nice paycheck coming next week.

*****

Friday night arrived and I was taken to another swinger's party held in a huge mansion in the rich part of town. But given that I suspected that Chas charged a lot of money to his customers for his performers to attend this was hardly surprising. Only the very rich could afford it to hire Zorko's Curiosities. There was only ten of us 'invited' to this event and thankfully that included Paul and Sam and not the grumpy Cardassian.

I sat again nervously in the changing rooms provided next to Paul and Sam who were also selected for the event. This time we weren't segregated into our sexes and it felt kind of strange getting in the buff with five women also. Of the guys there was me (micropenis), Paul (Huge Penis), Sam (Two Penises), Brad (Elephantiasis of the Testicles), and Guy (a midget with a very large cock). The females included Jan (huge breasts with a bra size of 102ZZZ), Emily (the very hairy woman and she was covered all over like she had fur), Brenda (an attractive hermaphrodite), Helen (who had four breasts), and at last Josie the four-legged two vagina woman.

I had been doing some research (which just means I googled it) and found out that she had a rare condition called dipygus, meaning that she had two separate pelvises side by side from the waist down, as a result of her body axis splitting as it developed. She wasn't the most beautiful woman to look at being a bit on the plain side but the sight of her weird body was compelling. For a moment I understood the morbid fascination the guests had in looking at us.

Paul suddenly whispered in my ear, "It's not polite to stare."

I was startled out of my reverie and turned to him and said in a hushed voice, "But I am just amazed by it, and by her strength to willingly suffer the comments of these fools for it."

Paul, to my horror, yelled across the room, "Hey Josie, looks like you have a new fan here."

The plain faced brown-haired woman looked up at him and smiled, "Oh? Who's that then Paul?"

"Young Red here!" he said elbowing me and making me blush.

Then to my uttermost surprise she stood and walked over to us and as I blubbered a bit trying to apologise for Paul and myself she stood in front of me looking down at me wrapped in her cape. "So Red, I hear you have a smaller dick than Eric?" she asked.

"Umm yeah so I am told," I said feeling my face burn bright.

"I'll tell you what. You show me your tiny cock and I will show you my... deformity. Deal?"

I swallowed nervously and agreed, so she opened her cape to reveal the most amazing sight I had ever seen. Another set of child like legs hung in the middle of her pelvis down below her knees and they moved to. In between each normal leg and small leg was a vagina giving her two female organs. I stared at it like a prepubescent kid looking at his first nudie magazine he found stashed in his dad's shed. But I realised that having two pelvises side by side meant that each pelvis had one large normal leg (the outside one) and one small spindly leg (the inside leg) with a vagina in the middle. The human body is just amazing.

"Umm do they both work....your err vagina's I mean..." I asked her feeling embarrassed.

But to my astonishment she smiled, and I realised she was getting off exhibiting her strange body. "I can have sex in either of them but I can only get pregnant from one of them." she said with a sweet smile.

"Wow you are amazing, Josie," I gushed.

"Alright then your turn," she said expectantly looking down at my groin.

I opened my cape where I was sitting as she would see it better if I was sitting back compared to if I was standing. I spread my legs out and my hard little cock stood up trying to be noticed. Josie bent over and looked closely at it, so close I could feel her hot breath on my cock; and then stood up with a smile on her face. "Damn Red that is the smallest dick I have ever seen," she blurted and then giggled.

I smiled, "Yeah so everyone keeps telling me."

She suddenly looked slightly embarrassed, "Sorry Red, I didn't mean to sound like... a guest. I mean it's such a cute little thing."

"Don't sweat it Josie. For some reason a small cock on a grown man brings out something in people. But thanks for letting me look at your dipygus, I will never forget it."

"Oh you know the term for it? How cute. I like you Red you seem like a good guy." then she swung around and walked back to her seat. Her cape flowing in motion as she sashayed across the room back to where her bag was.

Josies brazen exhibition of her body made me have to adjust my thinking about the freaks I was working with. They don't just do this for the money or cashing in on their DNA as Trevor put it. No on a certain level everyone got off on the public exhibitionism and possibly the humiliation of it too. Maybe it came from having to hide it in all other aspects of their lives. To try to act or look normal, so they can blend into the crowd. But here at the performances they could step out of that, and show it off. They could be free.

They... maybe I mean me too. I could relate to that completely. Here I was free even if it meant I was heckled by morons. Somehow I felt free.

"You have a real way with the ladies," Paul said looking at me with a grin. "Are you sure you're gay?"

I laughed, "Every time I see your dick I know for sure I am gay."

"Sorry Red I just don't swing that way. A gay guy once told me that looking at my cock made him feel like a kid in a candy store with no money."

"Well I wouldn't go that far. But I agree the best thing about huge dick guys is looking at them. Being fucked by them can very painful though, and you risk internal injuries of course. For sex partners I always prefer average dick guys, no offence."

Paul laughed, "Story of my life mate."

Paul and I had something in common and we both knew it. His super large dick scared off as many people as my super small one. In a world where size supposedly mattered the truth was only a certain size mattered, and if you were outside this (regardless of which end of the spectrum) then you were looked upon as a freak. Sexual partners cut and run, or laughed, or gushed in amazement but still ran away as fast as they could. It was lonely having a small dick but it was also lonely having a very large dick.

Just as I had spent lonely nights wishing I had a normal sized dick, I realised at that point that Paul would have done the same. Sam came in and sat on the other side of me having just been to the toilet to relieve himself. "Hey Sam do you piss out of both dick's?" Paul asked with that shit stirring grin of his.

"No only out of one, but I can cum out of both," Sam replied like it was nothing but I laughed.

"This truly is the weirdest job in the world," I said feeling right at home with these people.

"Are you going to leave the gimp mask off tonight?" Sam asked.

"No, some of these people may be my future employers so its best they don't see my face I think." I replied.

"Such a waste, a good bloke like you becoming a lawyer," Paul remarked.

"Well my career as a porn star just never quite took off for some reason?" I laughed and so did they.

*****

So we all were taken to the serving hatch where kitchen staff prepared the trays for us to carry around. Luckily the kitchen staff were familiar with these events so they were used to seeing people in the nude, and seeing Zorko's freaks it seemed. None of them really stared that much at us as they had a job to do as well.

The party crowd was building and so I was given a tray of canapés and Hors d'oeuvre's to carry out for the guests. My cock was rock hard as usual but I felt a new sense of dread because I didn't have the protection of the cage tonight. Trevor had told me I must be doing well for Chas to agree for me to be at this event as he had thought I would be given more cage experiences before this.

The first thing that shocked me upon entering the party area was how I recognised a lot of the people present. There were prominent businessmen, bankers, lawyers, media celebrities, sportsmen and women, fashion models and politicians. One man I seen I recognised as the cities Chief of Police and there were a couple of High Court Judges present too. But my reverie and celebrity spotting was soon brought back down to earth by the haughty and snobbish comments that began rolling in.

"Oh looks they're serving cocktail weiners this year..."

"Oh it's adorable..."

"Don't point your squirter at me, it might go off..."

"I love this weird shit Zorko finds..."

"Oh I agree. I wonder where ol' Chas digs up these freaks of nature..."

"Boy, I say boy? I mean I call you boy because your penis reminds me of one..."

"Nothing like a light snack before the main meal eh..."

"It reminds me of pigs in a blanket (laughs)..."

"Oh I seen this one last week isn't it incredible. So teeny tiny..."

"Margaret, I do believe your clit is bigger than that..."

"Little pussy dick..."

"Even his testes are small..."

"I'd love to taste it..."

"John darling, he makes you look like a right stud..."

"Oh look canapés up here and a chipolata down there..."

"I like his creamy fat body..."

"Nice manboobs..."

"If it lost weight it might get a bigger dick..."

"Look at that ass! It is beautiful..."

"It's like I can't look away from it. So fascinating and so frightening..."

"I'd never feel that inside me..."

"This reminds me, Natasha was saying last week her husband has a small cock and she has taken to keeping it locked in one of those chastity cages! Now she makes him wear panties and women's clothes, while she brings home guys with big dick's to fuck while he watches. Isn't that just hilarious..."

"No good for fucking, but cute to look at..."

There seemed to be less heckling at this event, even though the guests certainly looked me over and no doubt said things about me when I left. But the worst part was being groped constantly and it's hard to hold a tray of food while horny people are feeling you up. Chas had told me these people would be self-controlled but from the amount of groping going on I wasn't seeing that whatsoever.

They pinched my ass and nipples and felt me up all over. Several people tried to slide their fingers inside my rectum and the one that succeeded then sucked on his finger to taste me. One plump woman in her fifties jerked me off every time I came near her and so I began to avoid her if I could. The so-called minder's Chas had told me about were nowhere to be seen.

As I walked around I could see I wasn't alone in being manhandled by the guests. All the other performers were getting touched up and I seen it often like Jan (the 102ZZZ sized breasts) was constantly being touched and some even licked and sucked her nipples. All of the women (including Josie the four-legged woman) were getting fingered in their pussies and tasted like I was. What astounded me was that they all just stood there and took it until the guests got tired of doing whatever they were doing and then they moved on.

In fact it appeared like they were taking pleasure in it!

I seen Sam ejaculate from being jerked off by a pretty red-headed woman whom I recognised as a well-known sportswoman, and she licked his cum of her hand like a greedy pig. I mean this woman is the darling of female sports in my country, and in the media she acts like butter wouldn't melt in her mouth. If they could only see her now!

Paul was getting it too being jerked off and even sucked on. Quite a number of times I was made to stand beside Paul so the comparison of dick's could be done to the utter amusement of those standing around. Paul would look at me and roll his eyes as we were made to pose together. They even had Paul put the end of his dick against mine which I have to confess I did enjoy myself.

Back in the serving area I bumped into Sam again so I complained bitterly to him about the event, "Jesus I am getting sick of being assaulted out there! So when do you think the minder's will step in?"

Sam smiled knowingly, "When the guests try to fuck us. Up until then anything goes."

"Chas never said it would be this bad," I sighed.

"He wanted you here because his client wanted you. So he told you what you needed to know to get you to agree to it. Don't be naive about the kind of man Chas is," Sam said lifting a tray of glasses filled with Champagne and returned to the party area.

I picked up my tray of snacks and as I walked out Karen appeared in front of me looking serious. "How is it going out there?" she asked.

"I am not enjoying it to be honest. I feel like I am being raped," I said angrily.

"Those were the terms of the event you agreed to? So what's your problem?" it was more an accusation than a question.

"This event violates my contract of employment and you know it," I returned.

"I told Chas it was too soon for you, but he was positive you'd rise to the occasion like you have so far. This event is a 'sideline' and so your contract doesn't come into it. Your fee tonight is cash in hand if you hadn't realised."

No I hadn't known that as Chas had definitely left out a few pertinent details about the event and it made me feel angry. This event was not an official Zorko's Curiosity freak show so the rules were relaxed. Money was exchanged under the table and the performers had to allow the guests to touch, fondle, finger, pinch, lick, jerk off, and feel up each performer as much as they liked. They were just not allowed to have sex with a performer.

Karen then said, "Do you want to leave? You have done enough to keep your fee but if you are feeling violated by the guests maybe it would be better for you to stop now?"

I could sense that Karen was more concerned that I might do something violent and stupid in retaliation to the guests antics, rather any real actual concern for my person. No it was concern for Zorko's business that was here first priority and so I said, "No that's OK. I just would have liked Chas to have been a bit more upfront with me about it. Then I would have been mentally better prepared for it. But if the others can stick it out then so can I."

Karen gave me a false smile, "OK well if you change your mind come back here and find me." Then she turned and was gone so I walked out to the party again with a sigh of expectation and surrender.

The clincher of the night happened not long after this conversation when an attractive blonde haired woman I knew as the wife of the big shot Lawyer Michael Redcliffe, asked me to help her carry some extra chairs into the party area and then managed to get me alone in some empty room. Before I could say "What's going on here?" she was down on her knees sucking me off.

Now I was stunned because Michael Redcliffe, who just happened to own a very large law firm in my city, is a man I admired and hoped one day I could work for. But here I was with his wife who was sucking my cock so I could suddenly see my future employment prospects vanishing into the air.

She looked up at me, "Oh you naughty little man, I have been waiting to hear from you all week?"

"Hear from me?" I was confused.

"I left you my card last week and you haven't replied," she looked hurt then swallowed me whole again in her mouth.

I pushed her off me, "Sorry Mrs Redcliffe but I am gay and besides you may get me fired."

She laughed and stood up and started lifting her dress up, I began to protest but to my complete surprise she was packing something large in her silky panties. She pulled her panties to one side to show me it was in fact a semi-hard dick that looked like it would be a good 8 inches when fully erect. "You're a tranny?" I said in shock.

"I prefer the term shemale," she said with a haughty look on her face.

"But I would never have even guessed? I mean you look completely like a woman?"

"Yes baby, that's the point," she chided and then was back on her knees again. "Now where were we?" she said and her mouth was back on my cock.

"Look I will get fired I am not allowed..."

"Oh hush now child, I am not going to tell am I and you are not violating your gayness by being with me."

So she sucked my small cock running her lips up and down the shaft while her tongue swirled around the head of my cock lapping all the juices that flowed out of it. Her head was bobbing gently up and down as she rubbed her soft ruby-red lips all over my cock and a moan escaped me as I stood there feeling her expert ministrations. One of her hands squeezed my balls while the other rested around my waist on my ass cheeks giving it a squeeze and then a slap.

Then I exploded in her mouth and she swallowed it all down like a complete wanton slut. Once she finished she wiped her mouth with a handkerchief and stood with a smile on her face. She handed me her handkerchief and I wiped my cock and balls with it while she pulled a compact out of her handbag and redid her make-up.