The Prosthetic

By Arclos

Copyright 2023 by Arclos, all rights reserved

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Everybody said Adam Grant was very brave. Adam didn’t feel very brave. In fact, he felt very exposed. And he wasn’t happy. Because right now he was very naked. Well, not naked. Not completely. Oh, sure, you could see a penis. A small, tiny little penis right on top of a very unimpressive ball sack. There wasn’t even any hair. But it technically wasn’t even his penis which was part of the problem. The other problem was that he was very much in a public place being filmed.

See, Adam was a child actor. He had taken on the role of a kid who grows up to be someone famous. One of the person’s anecdotes was the time he went skinny dipping, his clothes got lost, so he had to run home naked.

There had been a lot of debate by the very American (hence very puritan) studio. Should they change it so he swam home in his underwear and thus had to run home in only his underwear? The European director had somehow convinced them that a little nudity wouldn’t be too much of a problem especially since it was going on streaming and they didn’t need to worry about the MPAA rating.

So they found a child actor who indicated he was comfortable being naked in front of the camera. Most of the shots would either be above the waist or from his behind. Which he was okay with. He generally wasn’t THAT modest like most actors. Showing off his butt? Not a big deal.

There was only one shot, estimated to last like 15 seconds, where a bunch of girls see him naked. It’s a wide shot and the only time you see him from the front. The first five seconds you’d see everything but then he would realize girls could see his privates and he’d cover them up with his hands. The film would then cut to close-ups of the girls laughing at him and making signs with their fingers about his penis size.

The white twelve-year old actor had been one of a handful few that stated they were comfortable with this. He actually wasn’t but his mom was and that meant he had to be okay with it too. But he felt better when he learned that instead of actually showing his penis, he would be wearing a fake one. A prosthetic that would look like the real thing. But not his actual penis.


Time passed, they shot most of the film, he had lots of fun. It was now Monday and the final scenes that had to be shot would be the skinny dipping scene. The previous Sunday, after shooting a brief spanking scene (he was fully clothed for that), the director and the producers had him strip in front of them. His mom was also present. She was always present to protect him. Not that she seemed to do much protecting. She mostly just ate snacks and watched her son be humiliated for our entertainment.

There was nobody else present. It was embarrassing having to be completely naked in front of a bunch of adults but he did it. Stature wise he might still look like he was eleven, but he had some pubic hair, armpit hair, and hair in other places.

“We are going to need you to be hairless for the naked scenes. So that means having to shave off your body hair. The only hair we want on you should be at the top of your head.” The director said.

“Okay.” Adam replied. He sorta figured this was likely.

One of the producers took out a shaving bag (which had a razor, cream, aftershave, the works) and handed it to Adam. Adam had to shave in front of them which he thought was very humiliating. His mom merely watched him, giving him a thumbs up while she used her other hand to eat a bagel with cream cheese.

Once he got rid of the hair in front of his body, his mom had to put down her food so that she could sit down. He went over her lap and she saved his butt.

By the time they were done, he really almost looked like an eleven or ten year old kid who hadn’t yet began puberty. Except for one detail: his penis was clearly a little too big and his balls had dropped. But as Adam soon learned, that wouldn’t matter.

Because they next handed him the prosthetic and some tape. They showed him how to use the tape so that his penis and balls would be out of sight and how to put on the prosthetic. When Adam looked down, he was mortified.

Because the penis was definitely WAY smaller than his own. It was even smaller than his own penis was just a couple years ago when he had yet to start puberty. The fake ball sack was even smaller than that. He didn’t just looked undeveloped, he looked pathetically small down there. And that’s how most people would think he looked like down there. The only people who would know otherwise would be the ones on set when they filmed the other shots since he only had to wear the prosthetic for that single shot where it would be visible.

“Do I have to wear this? Can’t I just be...naked?” Adam asked.

“Nope. We can’t actually show a kid’s penis on screen.” One of the producers said. “Only a fake penis.”

“There’s also no real risk of you accidentally getting hard on screen with this.” The other producer added.

“Plus you’re too big down there. Your character is supposed to be undeveloped and not very well endowed.” The director added.

“But people are going to think I’m really small down there!” Adam whined. “Mom.”

His mom, who now had a doughnut in her hand, used her other hand to shush him. “Just do what the men tell you honey. They are paying you big money to do this.”

And Adam realized he really didn’t have a choice. He was going to have to be memorialized on screen forever that millions of people would watch as having a small little penis and a tiny little ball sack.

“Can I tell people it’s a prosthetic?” Adam asked.

“Not for five years.” The director said.

“Adam stop being a brat. Let people think your small down there. It doesn’t matter.” His mom told him.

“Fine.” Adam said, feeling very dejected. Not that anybody cared.



So no Adam wasn’t brave. He had to do what he had to do.





   
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