This is a sequel to Exchange Play
Summary Exchange Play 1 :
*In the year 2060, with a device and an app you can temporarily exchange body parts with strangers over the internet. While doing a random exchange, you end up with a tiny premature cock. At the end of the temporary exchange, your original cock doesn't return to you and you're stuck with this one for now until the mystery is resolved.*
As you were staring at your tiny premature dick, you wondered to yourself: "How the hell did I end up like that?" Even Though it had been a week since the incident happened, you still had a hard time believing it. The whole situation seemed like it came out of a nightmare.
In the last few days, you learned to get used to your sensitive member. The sight of a curvy ass. Every touch of your magnificent girlfriend's body. Each time the soft aroma of a sweet and sexy perfume entered your nostrils. Even just a bit of dirty talking was now enough to make you hard. Those small incidences that happened in everyday life for most people now were causing you to recoil and produce precum at the tip of your small member.
You tried to get help from the enterprise that managed the service of "exchange play," but at the moment, since they lost the stranger with whom you had done your random exchange, they couldn't do anything. Furthermore, they even suspended the service because of this incident, so you weren't even able to temporarily trade with other people.
Next, you went to a doctor for help. At first, when you tried to explain your situation by telling her your story, but the only thing she said was :
"Mister, you don't have to invent me a story to explain why you have such a small member. Just change yourself in this gown and let me examine it." The doctor ordered you.
Humiliated, you went behind the curtains of the examining room to undress. Now, only wearing the gown and sitting on the examination table, the young female doctor came back on your side of the curtain.
"Now, what is the issue you're having, Sir?" Asked the young professional. Her piercing blue eyes looked at her clipboard, waiting to write your symptoms.
Even though she didn't believe your story, you decided to at least describe the inconveniences it causes you, hoping she might have a solution :
"Well, since the incident, my penis is considerably smaller... But that's not what bothers me the most... The real problem I'm having is that I'm now incredibly sensitive." You described as she came closer to you to start your physical examination.
As she came closer to you to take your pulse and pressure, you couldn't help but notice the stunning look of this blonde. From the height you were sitting, you could see a bit of her succulent cleavage through the opening of her blouse under her opened lab coat. Even though her look was perfectly professional, she couldn't hide her curves and cute face.
"Since when did you start to suffer from this sensitivity?" She asked, not taking her eyes off the blood pressures gauge.
"Since the incident, 5 days ago."
You saw her raise her eyebrow. Clearly, she was a bit exacerbated by your "lies." But it wasn't the first time a man invented a silly story to justify his problems in the bedroom, she thought to herself. Since you were sitting higher than her on the examination table, she rested a bit on your thigh while taking your pulse and pressure. The close sight of her cleavage, the involuntary rubbing of her arm against your thigh, and the cold and sexy perfume emanating from her were starting to have an effect on you. You could feel yourself stiffen up.
"Sir, could you lift your gown so I can examine your groan area?" Asked the doctor.
Taken aback, you quickly lifted your garment, exposing your shame. Surprisingly, your tiny cock didn't seem to shock her in one way or another. It was probably not the first small dick she ever saw. Closing in on you, she was taking notes. With precise movements of her perfectly manicured red fingernails, she probably wrote some words about your predicament. Your pulse started to quicken. Her proximity caused your small shaft to stiffen even more.
"Could you make it erected, please?"
Shocked by this question, you sheepishly responded: "It's already hard..."
"Oh, it is? I'll examine it a bit then." Replied the blonde doctor.
She started by patting your balls. Her warm and soft touch was sending your mind into ecstasy. If she had lifted her stunning eyes off your groan, she would have seen your face red with embarrassment. She then when on to examine your cocklet. Her rhythmic professional touch, looking at your member, trying to identify some problem was not having the effect on you she would have wanted. You could feel yourself coming close to the edge. Her subtle soft touches were starting to make your cock pulse.
She slightly pulled on your foreskin to make sure it couldn't stretch farther. The soft and quiet movement of her hand unwillingly teased you. You could feel your pelvic muscle trembling as she ran her red fingernail on the underside of your cock, to get a better look at it. Her finger ran from the base of your dick to your tip. As she reached the glans of the penis, her index stopped as it contacted with the precum oozing out of your dicklet. Finally understanding the situation, her gaze went up to meet with your helpless expression. Her piercing blues eyes stared through your soul.
As you felt your balls tighten up, you timidly squealed: "Oh shit... Sorry, it's coming!" Your tiny cock started to tremble in the hand of the stunning blonde doctor. Quickly, as you refrained your body from shaking because of the orgasm, small spurts of cum escaped the tip of your penis, only to land on her immaculate fingers...
"I'm so sorry, Miss!" You squirmed, completely humiliated by the experience.
"Don't worry about it. It happens." Responded the doctor, finally a bit shocked by the events.
After both of you regained your composure, she washed her hands as you changed back in your clothes.
The doctor announced to you: " In general, you seem to be perfectly healthy. Even though, I can affirm you definitively have a micropenis and a case of severe premature ejaculation. For the size, some surgery exists, but I wouldn't recommend it. As for the PE, some medication might help, but I would also recommend you to visit a sex therapist to help you accept your "shortcomings" instead of inventing stories..."
You were devasted. In the end, this visit took any hope away of regaining your cock.
"Ok... Thank you anyway, doctor..." You said as you left after receiving your prognosis.
On your drive home, thoughts after thoughts flooded your mind. How will you be able to live like that? What is your girlfriend gonna say about this? Will she want to stay with you? So many questions, but so few answers.
... Later that night....
After explaining everything that happened in the doctor's office to your girlfriend, you waited anxiously for her reaction. You badly needed some sympathy but were so scared she was either gonna leave you or be angry about the whole thing.
"What?... You did what? No way! That's so pathetic ha ha ha!" She laughed.
You were perplexed. Of all the reactions she could have had, you didn't think she'd be laughing.