We arrived to the therapist's office. Please, let it be a reasonable person who ends this nonsense...
"Come in!"
The office was really nice with comfortable chairs, the whole room was toned in grey and beige.
"Welcome. This must be Mrs. Novak and little Tommy, right?"
"Yes. Thank you for having us on such short notice."
"No need to thank me, it's my job to help families like yours. Now, please, show me where's the problem."
"W-We thought dr. Jones told you about our problem," mom replied confused.
Dr. Taylor crossed her arms and said: "Oh, she told me, don't worry. I need to see it."
"Yeah, sure. Tommy, would you-"
"No, madam. You do it. Take Tommy's pants off and lay his penis on the desk."
"I can do it myself, doctor. I'm perfectly fine." I was really pissed.
"You stay quiet, young man. I'm talking to your mother. Now, Mrs. Novak, please, proceed."
My mom squatted, her head was at my waist level. She undid my pants, pulled down my underwear and took my soft penis to her cold, long-nailed hands.
"Ow, you're so cold!" I sighed.
"What, are you afraid it gets any smaller?" doctor laughed, "Please, put it here, so I can take a look."
Mom led me to the desk by my dick and laid it there. It was mahagony, but it was even colder than my mom's hands. Dr. Taylor bent over the desk. I thought I'd get at least some view, but her boobs were really small... However, her butt was like two wiggly bubbles bouncing off each other. After a few seconds of thorough and close examination, she straightened her back.
"Okay, Mrs. Novak. Tell me, did Tom suffer any genital injury during childhood?"
"Not that I know of... None."
"Hmmm... Was he malnutritioned during the developmental phase?"
"Oh my god, no. His father died couple years ago, but I managed to provide for our family just fine."
"Since you mentioned his father. Could Tom... Inherit this condition?"
"Well, his father had also a small penis but it wasn't this bad. He got treated and was able to get to 'below average'."