He was a bit of a loner. Had some friends but no romantic participation. He found cleaning woman building complex and did n't understand them - though he thought the pussy office was rattling, with squeamish tits a end minute. And like a lot of guys, he liked cocks in porn, if for no early understanding than it reminded him of how his Hammond organ made him feel so good.

But after his fifty six years on terra firma, he was getting tired of whacking off. The stimu-tool was n't much better, it did the oeuvre while he paged through the pornography or fingered his ass. Sex toy dog were nice for a change, but even they got old. He 'd once had a assemblage with a guy, a fag who wanted to absorb his cock, so he let it pass off. The guy gave the good blowjob he 'd ever had, but he really did n't make any more attraction to guys.

He had been thinking about this a while, and decided to look into peter enhancement so he could at least have a human mouth give him a treat : his own. Another 15cm on his 17, and a little debase therapy, should do the trick. The available legal options were kind of pricey, and they only took astronomic credit rating, but he had a undecomposed job and a bit of a cuddle egg, so he made the appointment at the Pleasure gist. They did all kinds of aesculapian subprogram, from vascectomies to plastic sweetening to gender limiting. They were legit and publicise penis enhancement. It would be more than an `` unadvertised '' doctor, but were secure too.

Harl Emmands was his name. He was a tradesman who lived in a blue collar sphere. Neighbors were pretty goodness, but he basically kept to himself.

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

The advisor said, `` The operative choice is the dissolute and lowest cost, but you always have the hazard of tortuousness from the operation. A lot of that has to do with the stasis evocation that we use for anesthesia. Still safer than the drugs we used fifty years ago, but not without risk of exposure. genetic limiting takes longer, the usual growth time period is around six months. Depends on how much length or girth you want to add. Here are the approximate costs '' and he gave Harl a price schedule. `` If you 're interested in the surgical approach, we have to accept genetic sampling and do a mental testing grow, to make surely your genome is amenable. About five percent of men are n't ; the increase is too slow or wo n't stop. ``

'' How does the combined process work ? ``

'' We might do an initial surgery to install change to your vascular structure. This is usually only recommended to elder men who are diabetic or have circulatory deficit. I would n't recommend it to a healty man who 's only in his fifty. What sort of change are you looking for ? ``

'' I want to keep the same girth and about double its duration. For autofellatio. ``

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

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

'' That sounds feasible. The doc will analyze you to shit sure. The team has a slot reserved for you in fifteen bit. ``

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 nurse, who happened to induce a very shapely consistency. The Doctor explained that they needed four sampling : one peel paring, a needle biopsy from his phallus, a sperm sample for testosterone and to chink general health, and quotidian bloodwork. The Dr. examined him then discussed Harl 's penile social system with the nanny. They discussed back and Forth, and both pulled, hang, stretched and otherwise handled his prick. The doctor sat to write out his notes, then the nurse asked if he 'd like her to facilitate with the ejaculate sample.

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

She smiled, and said, `` There 's to a greater extent than one reason we call this the joy Center. wagerer customer religious service. '' She began to stroke Harl 's shaft. Then she pulled her shirt give to give him a position of her cleavage. He started to react. She added, `` Go ahead and sense me. I like to have my tits touched. '' Harl smiled and reached for her stand. Nice, very overnice, wide and business firm. He complimented her and she smiled. Now she was stroking more, and with one hired man 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 top dog of his cock and he grunted and shot his load into it. The suckle gave him a chance event to get the rest of his semen out, then capped it. `` Nice work, thanks, '' he said. She smiled and said, `` One of the fun parts of my job. ``

The doc finished his paperwork, gave Harl some references. They took the fixture bloodwork sampling and a DNA tab, and he left.

So Harl left and thought it over. On they way home in his dry land car, he read some of the reading that the medico had given him. Before the day was over, he 'd decided to do the genetic access. It was a reaching but he could afford it, and it might be fun to look on his cock get bigger for six months .