Paul raced across the mall to beat the strange dog girl to the fountain and retrieve his detached dick. He had no idea what that other girl had done to him - one minute he was fine, going about his day, the next, this sexy woman with a slightly stoned look in her eyes was too close to him, fumbling in his trousers, clasping his cock. It had felt strange, the sensation of her hand caressing his shaft was overwhelming yet he wasn't plumping up into an erection. Suddenly she pulled his dick out in public, stepped back revealing that his favourite body part was no longer attached to him. Worse it was a funny colour too pale too shiny to be his cock. She'd then thrown it away before he had got a good look at what had happened to it.
Now, he was racing across the mall, absolutely certain that his dick was in serious danger of being torn apart if he didn't reach the water feature soon.
His progress across the space was hampered by the lack of weight between his legs. He was a big boy - had been a big boy, nine girthy inches when at full attention - and he was used to his crown jewels swinging pendulously between his thighs when running or even casually strolling, especially when going commando like today. The disturbing lightness and room down there was putting him off his stride and, to his horror, he was falling behind the dog girl.
Suddenly, to his relief, he could see the girl run into a crowd of people, getting held up by a wall of legs. Stepping, twisting and pirouetting around the shoppers on his side of the mall, Paul closed the gap and overtook his adversary. He arrived at the fountain leapt over the low boundary wall and dived into the pool, not caring if his suit got wet and began splashing about to find his dick.
A noise behind him broke his concentration. The dog girl had arrived and was now in the pool. Panicking, Paul redoubled his efforts.
The painful sensation of someone squeezing his balls made him look up with a gasp. Had she found it before him? No, he could see a teenager on the opposite side of the fountain holding something up to his guffawing. He began splashing across the pool, aware the dog girl was hot on his heels. He reached and yanked his dick out of the guy's hands just as the dog girl leapt to snatch it away in her jaws.
Eyes watering from the pain of grabbing it so violently, and relief at saving it from destruction, Paul quickly hid his dick in the inside pocket of his jacket, batted the dog girl hard on her nose to fend her off, leapt out of the pool and headed off up the mall to find that strange stoned girl to fix the damage and reattach his dick.