Viper didn't know what to do. He was now completely smooth between his legs except for his mane of pubic hair. When he finally stopped shaking with rage and fear Viper did what he always did, he got on his bored and started skating. It wasn't a decision, it was a reaction. It helped him clear his mind, he needed to figure out how to get his dick back. He could still feel everything that was happening to it, but it wasn't there. His balance was thrown off. He kept falling, people were staring, some girls were even giggling. Try as he might, Viper was way out of his league on this one. He had no idea how to get his dick back. He was going to need some help on this one, Viper picked up his bored and started walking home.