Doctor Laura

The doctor stood and left the room once again. A second opinion? Was she going to bring in someone else to look at my penis? It was bad enough being naked in front of one doctor, but two...

I didn't have time to think about it too much, though, because Laura quickly returned with another woman, whom I immediately identified as the nurse who had guided me to the examining room. As she entered I instinctively covered myself, grabbing a paper sheet from the examining bed and holding it over my naked body.

"Oh, is this the patient?" the nurse asked sweetly, her voice high and genial.

"Yes, Rachel, this is the one. Daniel and I were having difficulty reaching a consensus on whether or not he has a medical problem, so I thought this would be a great chance for you to get some practice," Laura replied, shutting the door quietly behind her.

"Alright, Mr. Cooper," Rachel began, "I'm told the relevant area is the groin? Would you please remove that covering?"

I froze, unsure of what to do. I glanced back and forth between Doctor Laura and Rachel, the nurse.

"Well, honey?" Doctor Laura asked, smiling. "You wanted a second opinion. We don't have all day."

I desperately looked to Rachel, but she seemed to be getting a bit annoyed as well. Finally I glanced down at the paper covering my crotch, took a deep breath, and pulled it aside.

The room was silent for a moment, then Rachel burst out laughing. A whole minute passed before she started to regain her composure. She continued to giggle as she wiped tears from her eyes.

"Oh my gosh! Is that really you dick?" she exclaimed, descending into another fit of laughter. "I see what you meant by 'little problem,' Doctor Laura!"

Rachel walked over and knelt in front of my open legs.

"Just... wow. I had no idea there were penises this small."

She looked up at me, grinning but also apparently amazed.

"Have you ever... you know... been with a woman? I mean, has a woman ever even seen you naked?" she asked, glancing from my penis to my face with amazement.

I looked over at Doctor Laura, who smirked and raised her eyebrows.

"Uhhm, yeah, I have," I responded slowly, my face as red as a tomato.

It was true—I had had sex prior to my impromptu session with the Doctor. On prom night, I had fucked my date in my car. I recall that after a half minute or so of intercourse, she told me I was so big it was making her uncomfortable, then convinced me to finger her and let her give me a hand job instead. At the time, I felt really bad for hurting her with my size, but when Rachel asked me I realized she had just been dodging the fact that my penis was incredibly tiny.

"What did she say? Anything at all?" Rachel asked, seeming genuinely interested.

As the nurse stared at my dick I felt it begin to harden.

"Um... no, she didn't say anything. Well, actually... she said it was so big it hurt her..."

Rachel burst out laughing again.

"Wow, clever girl! That's one way to dodge out, I guess... Oh my god, is it hard?" she asked in awe.

Sure enough, when I looked down I saw that my cock was now fully erect and stabbing a glorious two and a half inches towards Rachel's face. The nurse reached up and pinched it between her thumb and forefingers, and her face drew close enough as she examined it that I could feel her breath on my balls.

"You can play with it if you want..." Doctor Laura's voice drifted from the other side of the room.

Rachel nodded to herself slightly, then wrapped her mouth around my penis. She then drew her head backwards, letting it slip out from between her lips.

"Just like a lollipop!" she exclaimed, giggling to herself as I stood there dumbly.

Rachel proceeded to put her mouth back onto my cock, and sucked it hard, even biting a little. With each swirl of her tongue I shuddered a little at the immense pleasure I felt, and little sighs of pleasure escaped my mouth. I began to grunt as she brought me closer and closer to cumming, until finally I orgasmed, my penis convulsing abruptly as I ejaculated. After a moment Rachel drew her head away from my crotch and stuck out her tongue. There, pooled in the center of her tongue, was a single, dime-sized drop of semen. Rachel pulled a petri dish out of her pocket and lowered her tongue, letting the cum slide off and into the dish. She then raised her head and looked me straight in the eye with an expression of pure scorn.

"Are you serious? One drop? That's ALL you can manage?" she asked, sounding legitimately angry. "My vagina makes more pussy juice than that, and I'm not even a squirter!"

"W-w-well, I already came before—" I stammered, but she cut me off.

"That is SO not an excuse," she interrupted viciously. "Most MEN are able to cum at LEAST twice in a row!"

She reached down and cupped her hand around my genitals. My penis was now flaccid and thoroughly shriveled, but when she grabbed my package a small trickle of precum dripped out of the folds of my foreskin. Her features twisted into a grimace.

"Ugggh," she growled, "It's so... pathetic. I don't even know what to say."

Her hand fell to her side as she stood. Doctor Laura stepped beside her.

"Well? What do you think?" she asked brightly.

Rachel's grimace disappeared, replaced by a smirk.

"What do I think?" she repeated. "I think any male with a penis shorter than six inches isn't really a man. I think little Daniel should give up on the idea that he might ever please a woman with that thing. And I think this is both the saddest and funniest thing I've ever seen."

"But what do you think about his diagnosis?" the Doctor asked.

Rachel paused for a moment, staring at my crotch. The she looked me in the eye and grinned.

"I think he has the most extreme case of micropenis I've ever seen... and I think he needs to come by once a month for 'treatment'!"

A crafty smile stretched across the Doctor's face.

"Yes," she agreed, "Every third Friday at three o'clock. I'll even make it free of charge—as a medical professional, I feel it's my duty to ensure that this astoundingly small penis is properly studied, regardless of its owner's finances."

Laura turned to me, grinning.

"Well, put your clothes on, Daniel, and Rachel will escort you out. I'm glad we were able to take care of your little issue. Good luck on the track team, by the way," she said over her shoulder as she left the room.

I stood there quietly as the events of the past few minutes sunk in. Rachel handed me my clothes and watched me expectantly. As I pulled on my pants and underwear, I paused to regard my shriveled penis. To think I really had a micropenis... It was shocking, and yet somehow I was remarkably comfortable with the idea of these two sexy women bossing me around and making fun of it. My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of Rachel impatiently clearing her throat, and I quickly finished putting my clothes on and followed her back into the waiting room.

The receptionist informed me that Dr. Laura had decided to comp my examination, and after signing a few insurance forms I found myself walking back to my apartment. I began to ponder the events of the past few hours, and I quickly noticed I had gotten an erection. Looking down at the slight prod in the fabric of my pants, I was acutely aware how invisible my tiny erection was through my clothes. I wondered briefly if I should be dismayed or worried about the revelation that my penis was tiny, but my thoughts quickly turned to my next appointment. A small wet dot formed where my barely noticeable erection poked at the crotch at my pants, and I shuddered with excitement. I couldn't wait to see Doctor Laura and Rachel again.