Dr Jolene Ch 06

CHAPTER 6: MALE ENLARGEMENT

I was right!

The breakthrough I was looking for came with the DNA samples I got from Robert, James, and the other big cock contributors. There was a common link in their DNA that didn't appear in the DNA samples I had from 'normal' cock sizes. After that discovery, I was able to isolate the unique link and combine it into the work I had already accomplished, including the delivery system containing hormone booster, enzymes, etc.

I was finally ready for the first group to prove it on. I knew the range of growth to be expected. Through a variety of sources, I was able to recruit six men between 20 and 30 who met the physical requirements of good health, normal or above fitness level, a cock size no larger than the documented 'average' American male, 5.5 to 6-inches, and willing to participate in this pilot program to induce enlargement of the cock.

I scheduled the men to arrive at my lab at the estate in half hour increments. This would provide me the time for each subject without having a room full of waiting men. Robert agree to assist in handling the men as they arrived and left.

The first man arrived punctually at 9:00 AM. We again made use of the storage room for part of the testing so they had privacy and could then leave without walking past anyone who might have arrived early. I introduced myself and took his forms which had been sent by email for completion before arriving. I quickly glanced through the form to make sure it was fully filled out, asked if any part of it raised any questions or concerns. Having none, I led him back to a work-station where I would confirm some physical health items with routine blood pressure, pulse, and temperature. I then took him into the storage room where we had curtains in place and two chairs and a desk containing the sample jars I would need, and towels.

"Are you ready, Jake? I am sure this is probably a little awkward, my being a woman but it is my project." He shrugged. I was also sure that having a good-looking woman doing this would produce the erection I needed with the smallest fuss. "Good, thank you for participating. Now, if you would lower your pants and shorts ... I need to take some measurements."

His fingers shook as he undid his belt, snap, and zipper. He pushed his pants and boxers down to his knees and stood in front of me. His cock was already starting to harden. This seemed to embarrass him, as he apologized.

"Not at all ... I actually need you hard." I reached out and grasped his cock, "I hope you don't mind my direct approach to my work ..." I smiled up at him as I gave his hardening cock a couple tugs. He groaned and closed his eyes. When I put my lips to the head of his cock, he moaned. All I had to do was take him into my mouth for his hardness to be full.

"Okay, excellent, Jake. You're doing great. A couple of measurements ..." I measure the length and circumference of his cock, then I measured the head. I picked up the camera from the desk and he tensed. "I will only photograph your cock. All information will be identified by a code, not your name. I will have a cross reference, obviously, but it will be buried in the data." He relaxed. I rolled my chair back from him and captured his natural cock. I then measure his balls with calipers ... very carefully... and I couldn't blame him for becoming nervous again as the tool was brought to his scrotum.

I sat back and crossed my legs. I knew the lab coat would part and flash more of my thigh as I did it. I again was wearing nothing underneath, not that he would see more than my leg, but the hint of my breasts moving underneath was intentional to aid in the men's arousal.

"Jake, I now need to get your ejaculation. Did you indeed refrain from any sex or masturbation in the last four days?" He said he did refrain as required, though he blushed profusely. "Excellent. What I need is to measure the volume of your normal ejaculation while understanding there could be factors that could cause slight deviations from occurrence to occurrence." He nodded rather numbly, probably thinking about where and how he would need to now masturbate ... hopefully not with me watching. I smiled at him. "I think I can make this easier for you, if you would allow me." He looked questioningly. "If you would like, I could suck your cock to climax but I would need to have the cum go into a jar." I smiled and quickly added, "For science, of course."

He nodded. I smiled, reached into the desk drawer and took out the jar with his name on it. I nudged him back into his chair and slid from mine to drop to my knees between his legs. I licked my palm several times, then stroked his cock as I positioned myself. I moved his cock toward me and began by licking the underside of his cock from the base to the head several times. I took the head between my lips and gently sucked the pre-cum forming there while glancing up at him. His eyes were closed as he was fully slumped back in the chair. I then began sucking in earnest, taking more and more of his cock into my mouth. Soft moans and sighs were escaping his mouth, but when I took the head into my throat and then further into my throat on the next downward stroke, his moaning turned to gasps, groans, and deeper moans. I cupped his balls and began massaging them as I sucked and fucked my mouth over his cock. I felt the tightening in his balls, then the pulsing and twitch of his cock. I sucked hard a few more times, then pinched his cock just below the head and moved the jar in position. He spurted into the jar, his milky cum splashing against the side and covering the bottom. I used finger and thumb to pull up his cock to squeeze out any additional I could.

I held the jar up for an initial inspection, then covered it tightly. He started to move, but I stopped him. "Not quite done. I can't leave you all messy." I bent down and licked and sucked his cock clean. I then stood, handed him some wipes to finish the job. "Stay just like you are." I put the specimen in the small refrigerator on the desk and turned back to him.

"We're ready to move to the last part for today. But, first, I want to make sure you understand what is going to happen and you are still willing to proceed of your own free will. I will ask you to sign a document to the effect." He nodded. "Okay, excellent. I am going to give you an injection into the base of you cock and your scrotum. The injection contains the catalyst to create the growth in your cock. I estimate approximately a 30% increase in size. Do you have any problems with that growth size?" He smiled wide. I could see him trying to do the calculation in his head. He was envisioning a two inch larger cock and couldn't help himself with a smile. I smiled, too. Male ego.

"After the injection, you can expect the growth period over three days. We will schedule another appointment in four days. During this time, you may experience some minor sensations focused in that area. Your body is changing so it is to be expected. It is very, VERY important that you do NOT have sex or masturbate during this period. We want the growth to complete first, besides I will need to have another ejaculation sample. I anticipate a greater volume but I am uncertain how much."

He nodded and looked at me intently but didn't ask the question ... would I do it the same way next time, too?

I gave him the injection and he winced at the needle insertion and the feeling of the fluid pressed in. I bent down and kissed it. "Sorry, I couldn't resist. You have a very nice cock ... I hope you like your new one, too."

Four days later, I went through some very similar procedures with the same six volunteers. Each one that came in wore very pleased and happy smiles. As I made the measurements in the same manner as the first time, I recorded the results alongside the previous ones for each man. Without taking the time to make the calculations right there, the results were very repetitive. All the men originally had cock from 6 to 6.5 inches and these new measurements were all coming in from about 8 to 8.5 inches. After another blowjob, each were on their way very pleased. I was, too.

* * * * *

Robert and James eventually came to me with their own request. I had finished 30 minutes of swimming laps and was pulling myself up the ladder of the pool to find them standing in front of me. They were dressed. I wasn't. The water was running off my body, dripping off my nipples. The pool is a no-clothing zone. They encourage me to swim regularly. I actually like it, though, the feeling of the water flowing over my naked body is almost sensual.

They each held a towel, one to dry my body and the other for my hair. "We've been talking and we want your 'enlargement treatment'."

I stopped drying myself and looked at them. Damn, they already had 10 inch cocks and they gave me so much pleasure. Why did they want more? Living here and taking care of each other, they were nearly exclusive with me so I didn't have the feeling there was a nefarious reason to attract women. It occurred to me that it might be simply to increase our pleasure even more. I suggested we talk to Mr. W since this was really company proprietary development, though I wasn't sure how Mr. W intended to take advantage of the projects I had been developing. Not only had I completed the male oriented projects, but I had piggy-backed that effort to work on the female oriented projects.

We found him in his home office. The guys wouldn't let me put clothes on, first. That wasn't completely unusual, but it was in the middle of the day and the discussion was going to be company related ... at least in part.

"Sir, can we bother you?" He waved us in. The guys took the chairs in front of his desk, which left me standing between them in front of Mr. W behind his desk. "Sir, as you know, the results of the male enhancement project were a real success. You saw my summary report and recommendation that it could be considered completed. How you use it is up to you and the marketing/sales group." Market of product was something I tried to avoid getting involved in. I wanted to do the research and development and let others deal with production, marketing, distribution, and sales. He nodded and leaned back in his chair. He knew the three of us weren't there to relay that bit of information he already had in reports and updates.

"Well, sir ... these two have suggested they might be treated with the enhancement formula. I told them it isn't up to me ..." He put up his hand and looked at them, a smirk forming on his face.

"So ... so, she's adapted to your big cocks and you want to push her limits with something bigger, huh?"

I looked down at them. They were smirking right back to him. So, I was right. This was about pushing me like when I first tried to take their 10 inches. I stood among them ... naked ... thinking suddenly about 13 inch cocks. A hand started moving up the back of each of my thighs to my butt. A hand went back down to my knees and slipped to the inside. Without any thought determining the action, my legs parted and the hands caressed up the inside my thighs, down, and back up ... each time going up the fingers came agonizingly close to my pussy. I looked down my body. My nipples were like hard nobs and the fingers between my legs were spreading my leaking moisture. My breathing caught in my throat as a finger brushed along my pussy, then another from another hand joined it and a moan escaped my lips.

I saw Mr. W watching the action in front of him with a confident, knowing smile on his face. It seemed odd. Then I heard Robert's voice, "I think you are right, boss." What?

"I know I am. I could see it in her from the beginning. She just needed to be released to begin to feel it for herself." What were they talking about?

While I tried to think about that and watched Mr. W watching the hands between my legs and the juice flowing from me, a finger entered my pussy, then another. They were from different hands, different men ... both fingering my pussy in front of Mr. W. Their fingers began sawing in and out of me, a thumb or other finger glancing off my clit occasionally. I moaned and gasped at the erotic situation. I cried out as my nipple was pinched and twisted, the other breast fondled hard. But they were sitting ... God, it was me. My hands were at my breasts, fondling, squeezing, and torturing nipples. God ... I was so close to cumming ...

The hands disappeared except for my own on my breasts. I nearly cried out in protest. I looked to Mr. W as if he might help me.

He was smiling. "You can cum later, my dear. I am sure these two will make sure you cum long and hard."

I took a deep breath to clear my head and concentrate. "Yes, sir."

"I want you to talk us through your research and development, then I'll give my decision."

I took a deep breath and moved around to his side of the desk, accessing our internal network, and pulled up my lab directory. I opened the 'Male Enhancement' group of folders. I pressed a couple button on the keyboard, his monitor went blank and the information appeared on the large screen on his wall. He indicated he would manage the computer as I talked them through it.

The screen was filled with columns and rows of data and sample reference labels. I walked through the initial data of cock sizes, ejaculation volumes, etc. I highlighted the next columns of information, which represented the data gathered during the post-treatment evaluation. I indicated the pre- and post- data for each. The next column referenced the increase and size, then the percentage increase. The increase varied from 30 to 35 percent. I moved their attention to the bottom. The average increase was 33 percent in cock size. The testicles increased but a much small value and the volume of ejaculation was hardly changed.

James asked, "Why is that if their ball increased?"

"Mostly because the balls only produce sperm and that is a small part of the ejaculation. Most of the fluid in the ejaculation doesn't come from the balls but from the prostrate gland which I did not want to mess with." He shrugged. I was sure Mr. W was far more aware and sensitive about the prostrate than young men like James and Robert.

"So, you were right." Mr. W was leaning back reviewing the data. "You predicted about 30 percent. Excellent work, Jolene. Stunning, actually. Your work will turn an entire industry on its ears. You have a performance product that isn't a four hour temporary fix or silly gadgets for temporary hardness. Now, you've given us a product that naturally enlarges the penis and it is natural, permanent and functional. I suspect you have made the company a lot of money ... and yourself."

I didn't know he was going to do that. Some kind of profit-sharing? I was again standing between the guys and their hands comfortably returned to the insides of my legs. I looked down. My juices began flowing already. I looked up at Mr. W.

"Sir, I want Robert and James to have a share in whatever you intend for me. They were very supportive, helpful, and it was them who introduced the idea of DNA usage and ..."

His hand was up to stop me. "Already done. You three are a team. A crazy one, but ... I wouldn't dare do something to disrupt the chemistry ... or whatever it is you have going." We all laughed. I bent down to each of them and kissed them on the mouth. Both whispered into my mouth, "Thank you, Jo." We all knew exactly what kind of chemistry was involved between us.

I was standing between the guys and in front of Mr. W, my legs had parted as if on cue. I waited for him.

"Jolene, what's the status of the female projects, similar performance and enhancement?"

I shifted as the guys slipped hands onto my legs, again. "Uh ... good ... good, sir. I've sent you some updates on the projects. The performance is very similar to the male and essentially ready. The enhancement side ... well, I ended up having to split that into four different subsets. It's all in the latest report, sir. It's also nearly done, maybe a few days behind the other."

"My little project is about ready, too. You're about due for your next booster, aren't you?" I nodded. My body tingled more. It wasn't just the hands, either. I love what was happening to me, my life now with them. I wished the booster could be permanent. The desire, longing for that feeling sent a shiver through me. But, he said, his 'project'. What project was he working on now? It had something to do with the timing of my next booster?

His next words set my world spinning. "I've been the beneficiary of our science and so have you, my dear. I think it only fair that the guys benefit from it, too. In fact, here's what I think should happen: both of them and me should receive your new enhancement formula. Think of it as your gift to yourself by enhancing your sexual experience when you service us." He smiled. The two hands on my legs stroked up to slide over my pussy. I shivered.

I thought about the outcome of all of them receiving the formula: Robert and James would be about 13 inches; Mr. W nearly 9 inches. My god! I shivered, again. My eyes fixed on his and found him smiling. I blushed deeply.

I tried to pull myself together. I stepped toward his desk, pulling the stroking fingers from my pussy and thighs. I took a deep breath to hopefully steady my voice. "No offense intended sir, but I think you should have your doctor check you over, if you participate."

He waved his hand as if swatting away any concern of offense. "None taken. I appreciate your concern, but I anticipated your concern and it is already done. You can see the report yourself, if you wish." I thanked him. He looked at the guys and back to me. "As I recall, once injected you won't want us to have any sexual activity or masturbation for four days." I nodded. "Wow. Well ... four days ... that's a long time for this group not to enjoy you ..." I blushed, again.

"I think we'll all feel that way, sir."

"You too, huh?" I nodded. "You don't regret anything we've done here since you received you own bit of science?"

"God, no, sir!" My hands were on my breasts, again. I stepped back between my two black lovers and felt their hands on my thighs and rising. "I love everything that has happened to me. I look forward to each day not knowing what might happen to me. I mean I work in the lab and know to expect dealing with problems and challenges and working out solutions. But, the rest of my time ... I love it."

"Excellent. So, releasing you from your need to control your world has been a good thing? You find you are able to experience the things you had always yearned for but couldn't get out of your own way to discover?"

My hands were mangling my breasts and the guys were softly stroking my pussy and asshole. I nodded, lust building within me, again, and flashing out through my eyes. "God, yes, sir! Big cock ... fucking the three of you multiple times ... big cock gangbang including strangers ... I would never have done those things."

He was smiling and not just by my reaction, also seeing the guys handling my body, but mostly by my complete acceptance of being handled. He says he has asked for some tweaking of the formulation I was previously given in the original 'personality adjustment' I have willingly accepted. He says he won't go into details right now but they can be discussed when it is completed and ready for use.

He states, though, "I will say, though, it is almost ready. I think you are ready for the next step ... a big next step." I feel what he is thinking. The original formulation I accepted had the effect of allowing me to be more compliant but not too compliant and definitely not submissive. Reformulating it would undoubtedly be taking the effect on me even further. The next step. A big next step. He mentions it now to give me the time to consider for myself if I also feel that next step is where I belong, where I want to belong. As more compliant? Or, as submissive?