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He had been thinking about this a spell, and decided to appear into dick enhancement so he could at to the lowest degree have a human mouth give him a delicacy : his own. Another 15cm on his 17, and a little load therapy, should do the trick. The usable legal selection were kind of pricey, and they only took galactic credits, but he had a goodness job and a bit of a nest egg, so he made the appointment at the Pleasure Center. They did all variety of medical procedures, from vascectomies to plastic enhancement to gender modifications. They were legit and push phallus enhancement. It would cost Thomas More than an `` unadvertised '' physician, but were dependable too.

Harl Emmands was his figure. He was a shopkeeper who lived in a blue collar sector. neighbor were pretty serious, but he basically kept to himself.

They called his name and showed him in. `` Pleased to foregather you, Mr. Emmands. I 'm your med advisor, and I can excuse the options. '' He started off with the staple, which Harl had already investigated. They worked surgically, with genetic modification 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 surgical choice is the profligate and down 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 anaesthesia. Still safer than the drugs we used fifty years ago, but not without risk. Genetic modification takes longer, the usual growing menstruation is around six month. Depends on how a lot length or girth you want to add. Here are the estimated costs '' and he gave Harl a price schedule. `` If you 're interested in the surgical approach path, we have to take genetic sampling and do a test grow, to make sure your genome is amenable. About five percent of men are n't ; the growth is too slacken or wo n't blockade. ``

'' How does the combined appendage work ? ``

'' We might do an initial surgery to establish changes to your vascular structure. This is usually only recommended to older 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 change are you looking for ? ``

'' I want to preserve the like cinch and about double its length. For autofellatio. ``

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

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

'' That sounds feasible. The doc will examine you to score certain. The team has a slot reserved for you in fifteen proceedings. ``

At the examination, he was shown into a room with a recliner next to an exam board. He helped himself to that while he waited for the doc. Soon, the doctor came in with a middle-aged nurse, who happened to let a very shapely consistence. The doctor explained that they needed four samples : one skin sliver, a needle biopsy from his penis, a sperm sample for testosterone and to check full general health, and routine bloodwork. The MD examined him then discussed Harl 's penile anatomical structure with the nursemaid. They discussed back and Forth, and both pulled, bent, stretched and otherwise handled his putz. The Dr. sat to write out his bank bill, then the nurse asked if he 'd care her to help with the semen sample.

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

She smiled, and said, `` There 's Sir Thomas More than one ground we call this the Pleasure Center. better customer service. '' She began to stroke Harl 's tool. Then she pulled her shirt overt to leave him a prospect of her cleavage. He started to oppose. She added, `` Go ahead and feel me. I like to get my boob touched. '' Harl smiled and reached for her wheel. Nice, very Nice, replete and firm. He complimented her and she smiled. Now she was stroking more, and with one hand opened the specimen cup. It did n't take too long before he was humping upward ; she stated to diddle with his balls and he groaned, `` Uh, now… '' She put the cup at the head of his putz and he grunted and shot his load into it. The nurse gave him a stroke to get the residual of his semen out, then capped it. `` Nice work, thanks, '' he said. She smiled and said, `` One of the fun division of my job. ``

The doc finished his paperwork, gave Harl some point of reference. They took the steady bloodwork samples and a DNA tab, and he left.

So Harl left and thought it over. On they way rest home 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 approach. It was a stint but he could afford it, and it might be fun to look on his pecker get boastful for six month .