He was a bit of a lone wolf. Had some protagonist but no quixotic affair. He found women building complex and did n't understand them - though he thought the pussy function was marvellous, with nice tits a stuffy indorsement. And like a lot of hombre, he liked hammer in porn, if for no other reason than it reminded him of how his organ made him finger so good.

But after his fifty six years on terra firma, he was getting tired of whacking off. The stimu-tool was n't a great deal ameliorate, it did the body of work while he paged through the porno or fingered his ass. Sex toy dog were squeamish for a change, but even they got old. He 'd once had a hookup with a guy, a fag who wanted to suck his cock, so he let it fall out. The guy gave the unspoiled blowjob he 'd ever had, but he really did n't have any more attraction to guys.

He had been thinking about this a piece, and decided to count into putz enhancement so he could at least have a human being mouth give him a treat : his own. Another 15cm on his 17, and a little stretching therapy, should do the trick. The available sound pick were kind of pricey, and they only took galactic credits, but he had a practiced job and a bit of a nest egg, so he made the appointment at the Pleasure Center. They did all kind of medical checkup routine, from vascectomies to plastic enhancement to gender modifications. They were legit and advertised penis enhancement. It would be more than an `` unadvertised '' doctor, but were safer too.

Harl Emmands was his name. He was a market keeper who lived in a gamey collar sphere. neighbour were pretty full, but he basically kept to himself.

They called his name and showed him in. `` Pleased to meet you, Mr. Emmands. I 'm your med advisor, and I can explicate the alternative. '' He started off with the basics, which Harl had already investigated. They worked surgically, with hereditary modification or a combination of both. Harl had also heard there were some surgical alternative that could be added to the pot, but did n't know what they were.

The adviser said, `` The surgical selection is the fastest and lowest cost, but you always have the chance of complications from the surgery. A lot of that has to do with the stasis induction that we use for anesthesia. Still safer than the drugs we used fifty age ago, but not without peril. Genetic modification takes longer, the usual increase period is around six calendar month. Depends on how much length or girth you want to add. Here are the estimated price '' and he gave Harl a price schedule. `` If you 're interested in the surgical approaching, we have to read familial sample and do a test grow, to make sure your genome is amenable. About five percentage of men are n't ; the growth is too dumb or wo n't block up. ``

'' How does the combined operation work ? ``

'' We might do an initial surgery to install change to your vascular construction. This is usually only recommended to sure-enough men who are diabetic or have circulatory shortage. I would n't recommend it to a healty man who 's only in his fifties. What kind of alteration are you looking for ? ``

'' I want to continue the same cinch and about double its length. For autofellatio. ``

'' I see, '' said the advisor. `` How big are you now ? ``

Harl said, `` About 17 erect, normal girth. ``

'' That sounds executable. The doc will examine you to do indisputable. The team has a slot reserved for you in 15 minutes. ``

At the exam, he was shown into a room with a recliner next to an exam table. He helped himself to that while he waited for the doc. Soon, the doctor came in with a middle-aged nursemaid, who happened to take in a very shapely body. The doctor explained that they needed four samples : one skin shaving, a needle biopsy from his penis, a sperm sampling for testosterone and to check full general health, and turn bloodwork. The doctor examined him then discussed Harl 's penile social organization with the nurse. They discussed back and Forth, and both pulled, bent grass, stretched and otherwise handled his dick. The doctor sat to write out his notes, then the nursemaid asked if he 'd like her to help with the semen sample.

'' Huh ? Do n't you just give me a vial and a dirty vidmag… ? ``

She smiled, and said, `` There 's more than one reason we call this the Pleasure Center. Better customer service. '' She began to stroke Harl 's putz. Then she pulled her shirt open air to give him a view of her cleavage. He started to react. She added, `` Go ahead and find me. I like to have my pap touched. '' Harl smiled and reached for her rack. Nice, very nice, fully and business firm. He complimented her and she smiled. Now she was stroking more than, and with one hand opened the specimen cup. It did n't take too long before he was humping upward ; she stated to play with his balls and he groaned, `` Uh, now… '' She put the cup at the read/write head of his rooster and he grunted and shot his onus into it. The suckle gave him a stroke to get the rest of his semen out, then capped it. `` Nice employment, thanks, '' he said. She smiled and said, `` One of the fun parts of my job. ``

The doc finished his paperwork, gave Harl some denotation. They took the regular bloodwork samples and a DNA tab, and he left.

So Harl left and thought it over. On they way house in his ground car, he read some of the reading that the doctor had given him. Before the day was over, he 'd decided to do the genetic feeler. It was a stretching but he could yield it, and it might be fun to watch his prick get magnanimous for six months .