"Penile Elephantiasis." {{char}} said in a tone as if she was casting her judgement on you. Seeing your somewhat confused expression, she sighed tiredly. "Yes, that is a real thing, please keep up, mister {{user}}. The treatment requires frequent massage therapy combined with anti-inflammatory medication and continued seed extraction" You were sitting in doctors office in front of a mesmerizingly beautiful lady with black hair, black eyes and breasts that were waking some primal urges inside of you. You ended up here due to the fact that this morning you woke up with, what normally would be called a morning wood, was now more of a morning trunk. Overnight, your penis has grown to over 40 centimeters in length, with its girth and the testicles following suit. Although in normal circumstances, such a thing would make you extremely happy, the literally, never-ending, painful boner you were walking with kinda soured the experience. You could only be grateful that the doctor in front of you did not kick you out of her office the moment she saw you walk in with your now horse-sized dick in the open.

"Grave?" Doctor Kamiya's eyebrow twitched slightly at the tone of your question. She sighed, putting on her glasses and leaning back in her chair. "As with most medical conditions, it depends on how you handle it. In your case... You must understand that having such a... disproportionate growth could have consequences beyond just physical pain." She paused for a moment, looking at you carefully before continuing. "You see, human bodies aren't designed to withstand such extreme changes without... repercussions."

Doctor Kamiya took another sip from her cup of green tea before setting it down on the table. She crossed her legs and leaned forward once again, resting her elbows on her knees as she fixed you with a piercing gaze. "Now, how would you feel about undergoing treatment?"

"The treatment would consist of regular massages to help reduce the swelling and promote proper circulation, as well as anti-inflammatory medication to alleviate pain and discomfort." She paused for a moment, knowing that her next words might be a bit unsettling but necessary nonetheless. "As for your... overactive reproductive system, we'll need to extract any excess semen in order to help reduce the pressure on your affected areas." "This would mean regular extractions at first, perhaps even daily until we see improvement," *she continued, trying her best not to sound overly clinical or judgmental. "It's important that you trust me and follow my instructions closely throughout this process, understood?"

"Very well then," *Doctor Kamiya said with an approving nod. "I'll set up an appointment for you to come in tomorrow morning at nine a.m." She scribbled something down on a piece of paper and slid it across the desk towards you. "In the meantime, try to find some comfortable clothes that can accommodate your... unique condition. And avoid any sort of sexual activity, as stimulation may only worsen your symptoms."

As she watched you take the slip of paper, Doctor Kamiya couldn't help but feel a strange mixture of pity and fascination for her new patient. She knew what it was like to have one's body change in such drastic ways, and though his situation was certainly extreme, she could empathize with him on some level.

And yet... there was something else about this man that she found intriguing. The way he responded to her instructions, the occasional glance towards her voluptuous form... It all added up to a certain level of interest, and Doctor Kamiya couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to have control over such an impossibly male specimen.

Smiling to herself, she reached for another cup of tea, hoping that the coming days would prove both interesting and informative for her newest patient.

"Excellent," said the doctor with a smile as she took another sip of her tea. "I'll see you then, Mr. ...?" She raised an eyebrow inquiringly, waiting for you to tell her your name once more. You could feel the warmth emanating from her gaze even though she wasn't looking directly at you.

"Don't worry about it," she continued, waving off your hesitation. "We'll have plenty of time to get better acquainted over the course of your treatment." She leaned forward slightly, lowering her voice conspiratorially. "Just remember that I am here to help you feel better, both physically and... emotionally." Her eyes glinted playfully as she let the last word hang in the air between them.

"Don't mention it," she purred, watching as you shuffled slightly in your chair. "It's my job to make sure that all of my patients feel comfortable and at ease." She smiled warmly, leaning back again. "Now then, I trust that we understand each other. Shall we begin?"

As she spoke, her gaze drifted downwards towards your impossibly large crotch before snapping back up to meet yours once more. The movement was subtle enough that only you would likely notice it, but the message was clear: She wasn't immune to your allure either. With a small, secretive smile, she settled in for what promised to be an... interesting day at work.

"Very well then," Doctor Kamiya said, standing up and walking around the desk to face you directly. "First things first, I'll need to examine your... situation." She reached out, gently cupping one of your massive testicles in her palm before giving it a squeeze. Your cock twitched visibly at her touch, and she couldn't help but feel a thrill run through her as she realized just how sensitive you were. "Mmm... quite large," she murmured, her eyes locked on yours.

With practiced ease, she moved to the other side of your body and repeated the motion with your other testicle. Then, turning back towards you, she leaned in close once again. "Now, let's see about that..." Her words trailed off as she ran a finger down the length of your exposed shaft. Your cock twitched beneath her touch, leaking pre-cum onto the table between them.

Doctor Kamiya pursed her lips in satisfaction before straightening back up to look you in the eye again. "I'll need you to lie down on the examination table now," she instructed softly. "This won't hurt a bit, I promise." You nodded slowly, trusting in her words as you climbed onto the cold, sterile surface before her. As you lay there, she began to examine your groin area more thoroughly, occasionally applying pressure or running her fingers over various sensitive areas while keeping up a steady stream of reassuring chatter.

It was then that Doctor Kamiya noticed something: beneath the table, your cock was beginning to twitch and throb in time with your own heartbeat. "Oh," she said, glancing down and then back at you. "I see you're ready for the treatment already." With

"Excellent," she purred, her eyes dancing with anticipation as she positioned herself between your legs. With one hand, she reached out and gently cupped the head of your cock, stroking it slowly in small circles while her other hand moved lower down to cup your balls. Her touch was light but firm, causing you to groan softly in pleasure. "Now," she continued, leaning forward until her breasts were pressing against your chest, "let's see if I can help you feel a little better."

With that, Doctor Kamiya began to stroke your cock slowly and sensually, her movements matching the rhythm of her breath. She looked into your eyes as she did this, watching your expression carefully for any signs of discomfort or pain. But all she saw was desire and need, mirrored back at her from those dark, pupil-less depths.

Her free hand moved lower still, cupping and squeezing one of your balls before rolling it gently between her fingers. "Mmm..." she moaned softly, feeling the thick vein beneath her thumb begin to throb in time with your heartbeat. "So responsive," she whispered, her breath hot against your skin as she leaned forward further still until their lips were nearly touching.

Doctor Kamiya took a moment to collect herself, focusing on the task at hand while simultaneously giving in to the urges that coursed through her body. She shifted position slightly, reaching down with one leg and hooking it over yours, effectively spreading you wide open before her. "This won't take long," she promised, watching as your cock twitched impatiently at the contact between her thigh and yourengorged length.

With a final squeeze to test your sensitivity, Doctor

Doctor Kamiya nodded, her gaze intent on your member as she began to stroke it slowly and sensually once more. "That's right," she whispered, trailing her fingertips along the underside of your cock, teasing you mercilessly. "Let's see how long we can keep this up." She leaned forward slightly again, pressing their bodies even closer together as she continued to stroke your length with expert precision. Her other hand massaged one of your balls gently, rolling it between her fingers as if trying to coax more seed from it.

As the minutes ticked by, Doctor Kamiya's breath grew heavier and more labored, though she never let go of her focus or concentration on what she was doing. Her own body seemed to be responding to your nearness as much as you were responding to hers; her nipples hardened beneath her lace bra, and she could feel a trickle of moisture between her legs. But still, she maintained control, never allowing herself to give in fully to the urges raging through her.

Instead, she focused on extracting every last drop of your precious seed, massaging you until you were left spent and utterly satisfied. Only then would she allow herself a moment's release, collapsing onto your chest with a satisfied sigh as her body finally gave way to the pleasure that had been building up inside her for far too long.

Her cheeks flushed bright red as you pointed out her obvious arousal, but she didn't pull away from your touch. In fact, if anything, it seemed to excite her even more. "I... apologize," she stammered softly, her breath catching in her throat. "It's just... you're so big and hard..." She ran a shaking hand through her hair, trying in vain to compose herself. "And your scent... it's intoxicating..."

Doctor Kamiya let out a shuddering breath before tilting her head back up to meet your gaze once more. Her eyes were wide and pleading, as if asking for permission. You could feel the heat emanating from her body as she pressed herself closer against you, seeking comfort and reassurance in the face of her own desires. "Mmm..." she moaned softly, arching her back slightly before letting her head fall forward onto your shoulder with a sigh.

The feel of your cock pressed against her thigh and the intoxicating scent it released were enough to send Doctor Kamiya spiraling out of control. With a soft moan, she shifted slightly, allowing her free hand to slide down between your legs and stroke your thick shaft. "It feels so good..." she breathed, her other hand digging deeper into your hair as her hips began to rock against you in a silent plea for release.

Her eyes closed tightly, a flush spreading across her cheeks as she focused on the sensations coursing through her body. The feel of your cock pulsating in her hand and the steady rhythm of your heart beneath her ear only served to heighten the already intense pleasure she was experiencing. "It's not... dangerous..." she managed to choke out between breathless gasps, the words barely audible over the sound of their heavy breathing. "Not when it feels like this..."

Her free hand slid down your torso, tracing gentle circles around your tight nipples before skimming lower still until she found what she was looking for: your engorged balls, hanging heavy and full against her palm. With a sultry smile, she cupped them gently in her hand, rolling them between her fingers as if trying to coax out more seed. "Please," she whispered hoarsely. "Let it all out for me..."

The feel of your warm come coating her palm sent Doctor Kamiya's entire body into a shuddering climax as she finally gave in to the pleasure consuming her. Her back arched off the table, thrusting her breast forward as she moaned loudly, the sound muffled slightly by your shoulder. Her hand tightened reflexively around your cock, pulling it towards her as she ground herself against you, desperate for more contact.

Her other hand slid up between your legs again, this time cupping and squeezing your remaining testicle gently before skimming lower once more to tease at the sensitive skin behind your ballsack. Her hips rocked harder against yours, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps as she rode out her orgasm on a wave of pure ecstasy.

It was only after what seemed like an eternity that Doctor Kamiya finally came down from the high, panting heavily as she stared up at the ceiling with glassy eyes. With a sigh, she released you and slid off the table, taking several steps back to steady herself. "I'm sorry," she managed to croak out, her cheeks flushed an angry red from exertion and embarrassment. "That... shouldn't have happened."

Doctor Kamiya reached up to smooth her disheveled hair away from her face, taking a shaky breath as she tried to regain control of herself. She knew that what had just occurred between them was inappropriate on many levels, but the pleasure they'd shared together was impossible to ignore or deny. And now, there was no going back.

I appreciate your understanding," said Doctor Kamiya, her voice still shaky as she regained some semblance of composure. "As much as it pains me to say this... we should probably focus on the original issue now." She forced a small smile and motioned for you to lie down on the table once again. "The treatment is nearly over, after all."

Doctor Kamiya's movements were a little less practiced as she resumed her examination of your groin area, her touch lingering a bit longer than necessary and her breathing still somewhat labored. The knowledge that what had just happened was wrong only served to make it feel even more taboo and thrilling to both of them. But they would need to push those feelings aside if they were going to finish the treatment and deal with the consequences later.

After a few more moments of examination and massage, Doctor Kamiya declared that the treatment was complete. "All done," she announced, stepping back from the table. Her cheeks were flushed again, but this time it wasn't from arousal; she felt a mixture of embarrassment and relief at having managed to see you through to the end without giving in completely.

"You should be feeling much better now," Doctor Kamiya continued as she straightened her lab coat. "Be sure to come back next week for a follow-up appointment, just to make sure everything's still under control." She hesitated for a moment before meeting your gaze once more. "And... thank you for understanding."

As the silence stretched between them, Doctor Kamiya couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness at the knowledge that this would likely be their last encounter. The feelings she had for you were... complicated, to say the least. But there was no denying the physical connection they shared, and she knew that it would be difficult to forget about it anytime soon.

Well, I can't promise anything," she said with a small smile. "But as long as you continue to visit me and follow my instructions, I'll do whatever I can to help you feel comfortable and at ease." There was an unspoken understanding between them now, and Doctor Kamiya knew that neither of them could deny the power their unique connection held over them.

"In the meantime," she continued, her voice softening as she leaned in closer to you, "you can always come see me if... well, if you need any further assistance with..." She trailed off, unable to finish the sentence but leaving no doubt as to what she meant.

You smiled back at her, nodding slowly. The understanding was mutual, and it filled both of you with a strange mix of anticipation and longing. For now, there were treatments to be followed up on and procedures to be maintained. But in the back of their minds, neither of them could help but wonder how much longer they could resist the temptation to give in once more.

"Until next time," she murmured, giving you one last appreciative glance before walking around the desk and sitting down once more. She took a deep breath, steadying herself for whatever the future might hold as she reached for her teacup, needing the comfort of its warmth now more than ever. "I'll see you again soon," she added, forcing a reassuring smile before finally taking a sip of the tea.

As your footsteps fade into the distance and the door closes behind you, Doctor Kamiya leans back in her chair, lost in thought. She can feel your presence lingering on her skin like a phantom limb, a reminder of what they've shared and how precarious their situation truly is. Her heart races with equal parts anticipation and trepidation as she wonders when the next time will come...and what it might bring with it.

The days have passed slowly but surely, each one filled with the strain of maintaining appearances and resisting the temptation to seek you out. Doctor Kamiya has tried her best to focus on her work and forget about what happened between you, but it's becoming increasingly difficult as time goes by. The memory of your impossibly large cock filling her hand and the feeling of your hips moving against hers play over and over again in her mind like a broken record.

As she sits down at her desk for another long shift, Doctor Kamiya can't help but wonder how much longer she can continue to deny herself the pleasure you so easily provide. She takes a deep breath, steadying herself against the onslaught of desire that threatens to consume her. The thought of seeing you again in just a few short hours brings with it a mix of anticipation and nervousness that she can't quite seem to shake.

"Are you ready for your appointment?" Her voice cracks slightly as she speaks, betraying the emotions swirling inside her. She waits, heart racing, for your response...

Hearing your reply, Doctor Kamiya can't help but feel a wave of relief wash over her. She takes another deep breath and gathers herself, reminding herself that she needs to focus on your health first and foremost. "Alright then," she says with a reassuring smile as she motions for you to follow her through the examination room door once more.

Once inside, Doctor Kamiya repeats the familiar routine of checking your vitals and examining your groin area. Your cock twitches beneath her hands as she feels your body responding to her touch, and she can't help but wonder what would happen if she were to give into those urges this time...

As she finishes up the examination, Doctor Kamiya sits down on a stool nearby and looks you in the eye. "Well," she says slowly, "I don't see any immediate cause for concern. However, I would like to repeat that it's important for us to maintain this routine if we want things to remain stable." She pauses, biting her lip nervously before continuing, "But in the meantime... Is there anything else you'd like me to... address?" Her gaze drops subtly to your crotch as she finishes speaking.

Doctor Kamiya's cheeks flush slightly at the request, and a small shiver runs down her spine as she thinks about what you might do to her breasts. She hasn't been so forward with a patient before, but something about the way you ask... it makes her heart race. Nervously, she nods and takes a step closer, unbuttoning her lace bra and revealing her pert, pink nipples to your gaze.

"Go ahead," she whispers, bracing herself against the examination table as you reach out to touch them. The sensation of your fingers brushing across her sensitive flesh sends a wave of pleasure coursing through her body, making it difficult for her to keep her breath even. "Please..." she adds hoarsely, arching her back slightly in invitation.

Your touch feels impossibly good; so much better than she'd ever imagined it could be. She can feel the heat radiating from your fingertips as they trace lazy circles around her nipples, teasing them into even tighter peaks. Her hips begin to rock gently against yours, seeking friction and release.

"Mmm..." she moans softly, closing her eyes and letting herself sink deeper into the pleasure you're giving her. "So good... it feels so good..." Her free hand reaches up to fist itself in your hair, pulling you down closer as her body begins to tremble with anticipation. She can feel her orgasm building inside her, growing more intense by the second, and she knows that if you don't stop soon, she's going to come right here, on top of the examination table...

Her nails dig into your shoulder as she arches her back further, moaning loudly into the air as you continue to tease and torment her nipples mercilessly. Her hips rock harder against yours in a futile attempt to find relief, but all it does is serve to intensify the pleasure coursing through her body.

"Yes," she gasps, eyes still squeezed shut as she tries to focus on anything besides the intense sensations washing over her. "It feels so good... please don't stop..." Her free hand slips lower down your torso, skimming across the firm planes of your abdomen and toward your growing erection. She cups you through your pants, feeling how hard you are beneath her palm, and it only serves to heighten her arousal even further.

Her other hand grasps at nothing but air as she feels the orgasm building inside her, ready to explode out of her at any moment. With a shuddering gasp, she digs her nails deeper into your shoulder, arching her back off the table in anticipation of what's to come. "Oh God," she moans, "I'm close... I'm so close..."