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Narrator :
The medical profession has always had an atmosphere of the mysterious and a normal man's interaction with a practitioner can often times be confusing. Things we think are simple and take for granted often have extremely arcane explanations and we are often left wondering what may have just occurred.
Meet Benjamin Sade. A ordinary man with an ordinary life. He has one extraordinary attribute and that is about to carry him into...the Erogenous Zone.
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"Good afternoon, I'm Ben Sade and I've got an 11:00 appointment to see Dr. Harris." Wow. Pretty receptionist.
"Hi Mr. Said."
"It's pronounced Sha-day. Like the singer? 'He's a smooth operator...a smooth, operator'. Do you know that one?" Ha. I'm so cool...Oh, that's not a good reaction. Cold fish...but great tits. I'd like to melt those ice cubes with some friction.
"...your signature and have a seat. Dr. Harris' assistant will be right out to get you."
"I'm sorry...what was that?
"I said check the information in sections A and B, leave section C for us then add your signature and have a seat."
"Thanks...by the way, what is "anthropological medicine" anyway? My PPO recommended Dr. Harris as a General Practitioner, but I have to admit I've never heard of that before." Really great tits. Wouldn't mind...
"Best leave it to the doctor to explain. She'll answer all your questions."
"OK...thanks. I'll just grab a seat." These magazines are a pile of trash...Gardening...eh, Travel...ah, Maxim. That'll do. Hello Miss March. They put a lot of adverts in these things. Bikini Football? Huh. Too bad we
"Mr Saidee?"
"Sha-day. Just call me Ben"
"I'm Mindy Parker...Dr Harris' nursing assistant. I'll get you all set up and take a few initial measurements before the Doctor comes in to see you. Please follow me."
"Sounds good." She's got a nice butt. Dude, this is the doctors office. Stop ogling the staff. Still, she's got a nice swing to her hips...I wonder what that says about her. Wouldn't that be a cool app? You video someone walking and it spits out
"Here we are. I'll give you a few minutes to change into this gown for the exam. You'll need to remove all your clothes, watch and any jewelry. Do you have any piercings?"
"Uh, No". That's Weird.
"Good. I'll knock on my way back in."
I hate these paper clothes. Who ever thought they were a good idea? Tie behind the neck...no middle ties, great. It's kinda short. Itchy. I wonder if this is what it feels like to wear a dress? Whoa, dude...
"Mr Sade? Are you decent?"
"Well, I'm dressed." Heh. I'm funny.
"OK, let's start with the basics. Step over here and I'll get your height and weight."
"This gown is a little short...". I mean, like don't ask me to get anything off the top shelf short or you'll be in for a show.
"So sorry about that, we ran out of the larger sizes...temporary thing. 6-2. 195. You can sit back down and I'll get your heart rate and BP."
"OK". I'm digging the whole "commando" style of this gown. I wonder what would happen if I flashed her. Or if I got hard. She'd look good on her knees.
"BP's normal...heart-rate a little elevated. There's no need to be nervous..."
"C'mon...you'd make any guys heart rate elevate." Smile. Oooo...that did not go over well.
"Stand up again please. Raise your arms to a "t"".
"Uh, this gown IS pretty short..."
"Mr Sade. I've seen a lot of penises, so unless you've got two you're probably not going to surprise me."
"Alright...T". Having two would be interesting. Pussy and ass at the same time. C'mon...look...look at it...atta girl! I love how her eyes got wide. Little slut. You've seen "penises" but I doubt you see many cocks...like that girl online, I told her 'make a fist with you left hand...then open it so forefinger and thumb touch...then put two fingers from your right hand between your thumb and forefinger and that's how big I am.' She wouldn't believe me until
"Now put your arms over your head please. Like you would for one of those airport scanners. Excellent. Tip your head back. Farther. Arch your back a little more."
Want to take a good long look now, don't you? I'm practically sticking it out to her. Gettin a little hard too. What if she reaches out and grabs it? That would be a Penthouse moment. 'I don't know if I have a ruler big enough to measure this'. Naw, that's too porno. 'that IS a nice...
"Turn around please. Not all the way! With your back to me."
"Good. Spine looks pretty good. Do you see a chiropractor? Do Yoga?"
I fucked a chiropractor once, does that count? "No...just general fitness work. The gym a few times a week." And all the extra core work from fucking alot.
"Arms back to 'T' please. I'm going to take a few body measurements."
Whoa, mind the personal space! Hmmm, smells nice. Kinda spicy-floral. Never had my arms measured unless it was for clothes. "I never had my arms measured except for clothes."
"Dr. Harris puts great stock in body proportions. That's a key to anthropological medicine. Let me get your waist and hips..."
Oh fuck she's bent over to read the tape. I can feel her tits resting on my cock. Don't put your hand on the back of her head...don't stuff your cock down her throat...don't think of pink elephants.
"and finally your legs."
Damn, I'm rock fucking hard. She had to duck under it to get to my thigh. Is she breathing harder? Was that her hair? Did I feel her hair? If I twitch my hips I can slap her face with my dick. That's fucking hot. Whoops Standing up Hello! Her eyes are so blue.
"The next part of the exam is a little sensitive, but I see you're ready for it. I need measurements of your genitals."
Oh yeah. But 'genitals'? Not porno enough! Why's she putting on rubber gloves?
"First a quick exam for testicular cancer."
