"Uh, Doc," I questioned, trying not to moan in pleasure as she squeezed my erection with her soft hand, "what are you doing?"
"Commander, I have both read and seen those stress pills do strange things to patients in the past," she replied, inspecting your unusually hard erection. "Never before have I known anything like this."
"Wh-what do you mean," I asked, stuttering as her finger trailed up the length of my nine inches to the sensitive tip. The Doctor looked on with interest as a bit of precum oozed from my sensitive member.
"Similar side effects have been documented before, but not to this degree. Usually, in males, the penis only increases by about an inch - you've gone up by four. Additionally, most men don't become as sensitive as you seem to be... Have you ejaculated recently, Commander?"
Face red, I tried to steady my voice as she gently felt my surprisingly heavy balls, "I've... yes, in fact, I have."
"Hmm...," Chakwas muttered to herself, not responding right away. "Also an increase in testicle size and weight... And can you recall how much sperm was ejected during ejaculation, Commander?"
"I really don't know," I stated, unsure, thinking that she soon find out when it splashed all over her face if she kept fondling me. "It seemed like a lot."
"Well, we'll just have to find out, then," she said with determination, releasing your heavy sack and reaching for a nearby measuring jar. "I'd like to see exactly how much sperm is produced, Commander, so please fill this jar as best you can."
Looking at the jar in her hands, I could tell it wasn't going to be large enough. "Um, Doctor... I'm going to need something a little bigger than that..."
She looked very surprised and laughed, "Okay Commander... let's see, here we are, use this then."
She presented me with a gallon-sized measuring container, a glint in her eyes telling me she honestly did not believe me when I said I might need it. |