After chatting with Mia, I was just messing around on my phone at my desk when this random pop-up ad showed up.
[Worried about penis damage from too much sex? Get a special exam and treatment at our hospital for just $299.]
I was like, what the heck? How did my phone know what I was thinking about?
And $299 for both the exam and treatment? That sounded way too good to be true!
After a couple of seconds of hesitation, I clicked on the ad.
A hospital app popped up, letting me pick a time for the exam and choose a doctor.
I picked a time right after work, but then I got stuck on choosing a doctor.
All the doctors were women, and they looked really different from each other.
Some were in white coats, some in pink nurse uniforms, and some even had black stockings with their nurse outfits.
The doctor in the white coat was just wearing plain black pants and a white silk shirt, which didn’t really catch my eye.
I scrolled to the end and found this one doctor who really stood out.
She wore a pink nurse uniform that was tight around her chest, and her round, plump butt made the short skirt ride up even more.
It seemed like her panties would be visible if she bent over just a bit.
She had white lace-trimmed stockings that only went up to her thighs, which were also really full, with a bit of flesh squeezing out at the top.
She looked incredibly sexy, and it seemed like she was ready for some action.
I booked an appointment with her right away, and honestly, the exam wasn’t my main focus anymore. Flirting with her was.
After work, I didn’t even say goodbye to John and Emily. I just pulled up the navigation on my phone and headed straight to the hospital.
About half an hour later, I found the place. I walked up to the front desk, where a woman in a neat work outfit greeted me.
"Hello, how can I help you?"
"I'm here for a penis examination."
"Okay, sir, do you have an appointment?"
"Yeah, I booked it on my phone." I showed her the appointment screen.
"Alright, you're scheduled with Dr. Lopez, right? What's your last name?"
"Jones."
"Okay, Dr. Lopez's examination room is on the third floor, room 309. She's available now, you can go find her."
"Thanks," I said, putting my phone back in my pocket and heading to the elevator. It arrived quickly, and I pressed the button for the third floor.
The elevator doors closed slowly, and soon I was on the third floor. I stepped out, looked around, and saw a sign pointing to room 309 on the right, and followed it. Then I knocked on the door of room 309.
A cold voice from inside said, "Come in."
I turned the handle and walked in. There was a female doctor at the desk, staring at her computer screen, probably going through some medical records.
I sat down in the chair next to her. "Hey, I'm here for a penis examination."
She turned to look at me, pulled out a medical record from the drawer. "David Jones, male, twenty years old?"
"Yep, that's me."
She glanced at me, then back at the computer, jotting down my info on the medical record.
As she turned, I noticed her name badge: Hannah Lopez, 30 years old. But honestly, with her smooth skin and no wrinkles, she didn't look a day over 25.
"Take off your pants and lie down on the examination bed. I'll get the tools ready."
"Okay." I nodded, walked over to the bed, unbuttoned and took off my pants, stepping out of them quickly. In no time, I was lying there in just my shirt, staring at the ceiling, waiting for Hannah.
Soon, she came over, wearing gloves and a mask, pushing a cart of tools.
"The tools are a bit cold, bear with me," she said, her voice muffled by the mask.
"Sure," I nodded.
She took a long, narrow container with a hole in it and tried to fit it over my penis. As it reached the opening, I felt a sharp pain.
"Dr. Lopez, it hurts a bit."
"This container is too small. Let me get a larger one."
She grabbed a bigger container and tried again, but I still felt some pain.
Hannah looked a bit troubled. "This is the largest container I have, and it still doesn't fit. Plus, your penis isn't getting hard. How can I examine you?"
So, she needed me to get an erection. Easy enough, right?
"Dr. Lopez, if the container doesn't work, maybe you could use your hand?" I suggested, watching her closely, hoping she wouldn't get mad.
After a moment of hesitation, she agreed. "Alright. Just spread your legs a bit." She stood up and reached for my penis, gently grasping it.
She was wearing disposable rubber gloves, and the cool touch made my penis twitch.
"Your penis is so responsive!" Hannah exclaimed, a bit startled, even taking a step back.
"Is that good or bad?" I asked, playing dumb.
"It's good. This is the first time I've seen such an active and large penis since I started working here. You must last a long time during sex, right?"
"Probably over half an hour, sometimes up to an hour," I replied honestly.
"That's impressive. With a penis like that, why would you even need an exam? Usually, only people with problems come in."
"I've been having a lot of sex lately, and I'm worried my penis might become less sensitive."