Rocko’s life changed after the popularization of Wedgie Boy. The seat to stardom wasn’t easy - Rocko was still rather shy about posing around in underwear. Ever since that fateful day, he’s been modelling tight briefs and all sorts of underpants. Getting his picture taken was still weird, especially when they’d have to zoom in between his legs. He’d gotten the hang of it more, but it didn’t make him any less embarrassed. He was still very much a modest wallaby, and even if maybe some things had been accidentally seen and exposed before, it wasn’t anything too impressive, so he was quite shy! The most embarrassing things were usually the runway shows. He’d have to walk on a long runway, above a bunch of photographers, and a live video showing him on screen. He was very self-conscious about his bulge, or lack thereof, appearing on screen, and squishing side to side with each step. Not to mention, all the photographers and video recorders were underneath him, getting the perfect view and angle of his underside! Going outside wasn’t normal anymore either. There were photos of him in underwear everywhere now! On buses and billboards outside. The O-Town mall had signs of him modelling tight briefs, and inside the stores, even in thongs! He couldn’t go anywhere new without being recognized as Wedgie Boy, and people talking to him about how they’ve seen him in nothing but his underpants. And even knowing people were thinking of him barely clothed was plenty awkward for the little wallaby. Today of course, they were doing a whole commercial! A set of commercials, actually. They don’t just call Rocko up for every 30 seconds he’s gonna be on TV, he’d have to spend the day filming different commercials that they’d play throughout the year and in various places, targeting different groups. Rocko stripped off, and showered up so he’d be nice and clean for all the filming! He tried posing nude in the shower, spreading his legs and looking back, while his wet little bits wobbled freely. “Of course, those will be concealed by my underwear...” he thought to himself. Rocko hopped out of the shower, dried off, and tossed off his towel, walking nude to his bedroom as he put on a pair of socks, lifting his legs in the air one at a time - followed by his favorite shirt. “Here goes nothing...” --- Rocko walko’d into the studio, ready for a quick, easy paycheck! Well, despite all the embarrassment to come. “Rocko, you made it!” The feathered film director waved for him to come forward. “So, let’s not waste any time, we’ve got a lot of work to do today.” The brown bird tossed a pair of new, stylish undies onto Rocko’s face. “Get naked and get dressed!” Rocko sighed and pulled the briefs from off his face, kicking off his shoes while he looked at them. “Why, these just look like regular briefs! Aren’t we doing commercials for a new pair, sir?” Rocko wiggled his bare feet out as he started to unbutton his shirt. The bird responded, “Those ARE the new pair - they’re the new Classic briefs! The old style is making a comeback.” Rocko felt confused. When did that style ever leave? Either way it was his job to model them now! Rocko took off his shirt, not realizing he was completely nude. Not until the director stared down under Rocko’s belly with a wide grin on his beak. Rocko also noticed everyone in the studio stopping and staring at him too. “Egad!” Rocko panicked, before holding the underwear in front of his privates. “Oh don’t worry Rocko,” the director snickered. “We’ve seen it all by now!” Rocko huffed, looking a little angry, “Well I’m not going to keep showing it off to everyone.” “Well...” the tall bird tugged at a rope as Rocko lifted a leg to put the underwear on, “we actually do have a studio audience with us today, Rocko my boy!” Rocko looked up and the large curtain behind the cameras came down, showing a live studio audience ready to watch the commercial be made. “GAAHHH!!!!” Rock panicked, in the middle of dressing. All those animals out in the crowd smiling down at him and watching - without him having any underwear on! He froze, wondering what to do - until he felt aware of his nudity. He could feel the air against his penis, and looked down. The audience started cracking up, and taking photos of their own! Rocko was dazed by all the flashing lights. “There’s Wedgie Boy!” “He’s naked!” “He doesn’t even have his underwear on yet.” “I can see his penis!” “Make sure to get a photo.” The audience was going nuts, “Oh yeah, and look at his nuts!” Rocko fell back on his butt, legs spread, which caused his tight, nervous little balls and small penis to bounce and flop around as his tail hit the ground. “Oof!” Rocko huffed. “Blimey!” He quickly closed his legs shut - however, they were skinny! It just made his balls and penis poke out between them even more. Rocko felt a little nice and funny, but used his big feet to cover them more. Though, feeling his own furry paws against his sensitive bits was a little exciting... Rocko gulped as he felt himself getting an erection right in front of a huge crowd! Rocko felt like he could faint! Everyone seeing his precious privates like this. No one told him there would be a crowd! The wallaby had to push through. He stuck out his big feet, stuck his legs through the holes of the underwear, and quickly pulled them up to his butt - giving himself a bit of a wedgie in the process - but that was all part of being Wedgie Boy! “Oh my.” Rocko tapped his fingers nervously after getting up. He felt more nervous than angry knowing what everyone had seen. “Well, there’s a little behind the scenes action for everyone!” the director grinned. “Now let’s get this show on the road!” The crowd cheered, ready to see more. “First, we’ve got to show the world that Wedgie Boy gets all the ladies, with how stunning those undies make you look.” Rocko blushed at the thought. Being attractive in nothing but his underwear was an intimate comment! Suddenly, a line of ladies came walking out, wearing very little! Mostly bikinis and bathing suits. Rocko felt bashful seeing their tall, skinny figures walk towards him. Due to his short size, he couldn’t see the girls very well - their breasts wound up right in his face, and the cameras started flashing. Even if he could see, the light would blind him. The tall ladies of a few species - kangaroos, giraffes, elk, and some rabbits cuddled around Rocko suggestively, while making sure to keep his underwear region showing for the camera. The girls started touching his underpants, and the waistband, teasing their interest in him, and making it look like they’d open it up or take them off! The audience started roaring, curious if they’d get a second showing of Wedgie Boy’s privates! What could be seen of Rocko’s face turned pink, and another set of fingers dipped into his underpants. Eventually the girls got curious, and looked inside his open undies while on camera. The film kept rolling as their eyes lit up, and they all curiously looked in, giggling at the sight! “I can see it!” “It’s so cute!” “Is he nervous?” All the girls kept talking out loud - none of which really reassured Rocko. He got his face out of their breasts, and look to the camera, and then down at his undies, as they kept slipping lower, showing more and more of himself off. “No, no, noooo!” Rocko gripped on the front of his undies, while all the girls pulled at them. He could barely keep himself covered! The director loved it - these girls were crazy for Wedgie Boy, or maybe just his underwear, and it felt very natural. Rocko tried to resist all the ladies, but eventually, their strength overpowered him. His underwear ripped to pieces, shreds flying around the room, leaving Rocko standing there with a tiny torn flap to hold over his wee bits. His face went from pink to red. “Whew...” of course, the remaining piece of fabric in his paws began to disintegrate, revealing the short, shrunken, nervous little wallaby privates he tried so dearly to hide! “GAH!!” Rocko shrieked, lifting one of his legs, as the audience, live camera, and surrounding ladies all got a good look at his naked bits yet again. Everyone got photos, quite a few looks up close, and maybe even a secret squeeze! Rocko covered himself with his paws and looked to the director. “Alright, alright,” he nodded, “that’s plenty. Moving onto the next commercial...” he explained, as the ladies began to leave. “Now, this group of ladies is a little larger... I’m sure you can handle them, Wedgie Boy!” “Larger?” Rocko panicked, hearing loud thuds from heavy footsteps heading towards him. The director tossed a new pair of underwear towards Rocko. “It’s to advertise our new Triple XL Underpants!” As Rocko caught the briefs, leaving his shrunken wallaby bits exposed, he saw a pair of heavy hippos stomping towards him. “You’d better get dressed! You’re Wedgie Boy, not Weenie Boy!” The audience laughed, and Rocko blushed as he slid the undies on again. The big ladies loomed over him, as intimidating as giants! Rocko gave them a nervous smile, before feeling his underwear fall to his feet. “GAH!” He looked down, as if he needed to make sure they really did fall. He then looked up at the fierce ladies, who didn’t seem pleased or impressed. One growled, “Are you flashing your penis at us??” The other roared, “HOWWWWW DAAAAAARE YOOOOOU...” before grabbing both of Rocko’s arms and holding him up. With his arms held, he couldn’t cover his now bare crotch, which wiggled and jiggled about as he tried to free himself. “QUIT SHAKING IT AROOOOOUND IN FRONT OF ME...” Before he knew it, the two tubby ladies squished him between their big chests! Rocko tried to squirm and wiggle free, but he couldn’t escape! Worse, his little bits felt all nice ad tingly being rubbed against their big soft breasts and bellies. Even if he tried to escape, everyone might see his little pulsating wiener poking out! However, he didn’t have much of a choice, as the tight squeeze made him pop right out between their chests, and crash into the ceiling. The audience cheered, and then looked up, having a perfect view of his helplessly aroused underside from underneath. The director made sure to catch it all on camera. “Hmm, you know, even though there wasn’t much of the underwear in that one, we can go with something like... ‘Don’t be caught without your underwear - or you’ll have BIG problems.’” And just as his fantasy commercial ended, Rock fell from the ceiling, landing butt naked, with a cute boner begging for attention right between his legs. Rocko sat up and held his head, feeling dizzy from the crash. “Blimey, me bum too...” he rubbed his tail, before realizing he was, once again, all caught on film. He jumped in the air and yelled, “Can we PLEASE be done with these commercials already?” The little guy was getting upset being seen so much! Today was a very naked day. “We’ve got two more commercials, and then you’re free to go, Wedgie Boy,” the director smiled. Rocko rolled his eyes, his penis softening between his legs, everyone watching curious as it went from a few inches pointing upward, to much smaller and softer, poking down around his balls again. Rocko was too frustrated to cover up, but eventually got tossed a bright red pair to wear! “Here ya go, Rocko!” The big bird smiled, “You’ll want these on for the fellas.” Rocko caught them and started putting them on, “Fellas?” Just then, Rock was surrounded by a small pack of other wallabies and kangaroos - other similar species, but much taller than him. And all pretty handsome! The guys all crowded around Rocko, and he could easily see quite a few bulges around him. He looked down shyly, and barely saw any bulge of his own there! Should he try and make his show more? Whether by getting aroused, or pulling on himself? Rocko tried to do the first one for a moment, until a feminine kangaroo caught him. “Oh my!” He giggled, “We may be handsome, but be professional!” “Is he playing with himself?” A tougher wallaby leaned in, “He likes us that much, huh?” Rocko grew nervous and closed his legs a bit. “Oh my! Um, sorry fellas!” The camera man was having a great time capturing this, everyone all focused on the guy wearing their brand of underwear. Not only that - but it camouflaged his privates perfectly. “Ah yes,” the birdly director sighed, “Works perfect for our, ‘Keeps your privates private’ slogan.” He smiled happily at Rocko’s embarrassing lack of bulge. Rocko blushed as he felt quite a few other bulges against him - around his butt and tail and sides. Even just comparing other bulges to his own made him feel so small and embarrassed. Everyone in the audience would know he was the smallest male in the bunch! “Tsk tsk tsk,” One jock teased him, and pulling out and looking down into the front of Rocko’s underwear, “What a small widdle fella we have here! Heh!” The others laughed and tried to look too! “I wanna see!” “He’s Wedgie Boy, we gotta peek a bit.” “Didn’t we just see it a moment ago??” Rocko eventually pushed those paws away, and tugged his underwear up again. “Last. Commercial. Now!” The guys all dispersed, some wolf-whistling in Rocko’s direction as they left. The wallaby leaned back and sighed, “So, what’s the last one for?” To answer his question, the director snapped his finger, and Rocko suddenly felt a bucket of cold water pour over his body. “What in the blazes!?” Rocko shivered as the cold water coated his body. “I’m all wet!” The director simply nodded at his complaint. “Now work it!” “Wha?” Rocko didn’t get it, but then realized, wet was probably what they were going for. “A little heads up next time would be nice...” Rocko shook his head, still looking mildly annoyed, but only because he knew models were supposed to look annoyed in photos, for whatever reason. This made him a natural as he posed, one hand on his head, and another on his curved hip. Rocko then turned around and showed off his backside, pulling up his underwear to give himself a wedgie for the camera. “That’s our Wedgie Boy!” The director cheered, followed by the crowd. Rocko simply blushed and closed his eyes, enjoying the positive attention, shaking his heinie. He raised his arms and turned around so they could get their shots of the underwear up close. Rocko couldn’t help but peer down, and see his penis shrunk nervously small from all the cold water. However, this time he could tell while his briefs were on, since they were soaking wet and nearly transparent! Even the tip was detailed underneath! He closed his legs nervously as he realized this, which caused his little winky to pop out of the fly - granting a gasp from the audience. “What now?” He looked out to the crowd, before peeking down at his body to see his small tip showing through. “GAHHH!! NOT AGAIN!” As Rocko panicked and covered himself, the director asked for one last pose. At first it distracted Rock from his exposure, but eventually annoyed him with how exposing this one would be! He sat on his back, and slowly pushed the underwear off around his ankles, letting them hang from foot to foot, but angling his legs out so the underwear would block the view of the camera. It was quite a tease, showing himself no longer wearing it over his body, yet still covering up his bits to the director. Well, almost. “You can see his tail hole!” “That’s where all his wedgies end up!” “From up here you can see his privates too.” Rock clenched his teeth nervously, holding the pose for a few more seconds, before kicking his underwear off and hopping to his feet. “There! All done. All done forever!” He huffed, both worried about how many people saw him, yet annoyed that the audience was there to see it all. “And I’ll have you know!” Rocko pointed at the director as he walked off. However, before he could finish ranting, the poor wallaby stepped in a puddle from the filming, and slipped. “Oh dear!” The director smiled, walking up close to Rocko with his camera, filming that wet, naked butt and balls as the helpless model was completely out of it. “Hmmm, guess we’ll have to stay and wait for Wedgie Boy to wake up!” the bird chuckled. “We’ll be sure to document every inch, er, every second until he’s awake~”