I had been self-conscious about my penis size and had no sex life to speak of. I was desperate and determined to become at least average size. I had tried everything from herbal remedies to those pumps that stretch your little guy to the point of popping. There were some results but not nearly what I had expected.
Out of desperation, I checked out options for surgery. The warnings on the internet were horrifying and the cost was outrageous yet after months of deliberating I decided have the surgery.
I submitted a request for the time off from my job for the duration that that the doctor advised. My boss never read why and signed the papers signed must have sensed the urgency in my request.
''Don't worry, we will be here when you get back," she said before I left the office.
When I placed the time off authorization on the personnel desk, I was shocked. I had left the brochure describing the surgery in detail and the date of the surgery mixed in with the time off request forms. My boss had seen them and made sure to place them discretely inside the other papers so they were just visible enough for me to see them. I also noticed that she had granted me more time off than I had requested. I must have had the papers together when I left for work. I discretely removed the articles and placed the rest on the desk. My boss had been aware the whole time and that I had lied but she granted me the time off. Before I could think of a reason, the secretary took the papers.
My heart raced as I left the building. My boss knew about the surgery. I got in my car and heard the notification on my phone that a new text message was in. It was my boss. She made it very clear that if I needed more time that all I had to do was ask. I responded nervously with a simple, "I am sorry for the lie and Thanks." I must be going crazy to have been so sloppy I thought to myself.
She replied, "No harm done and this will be our little or big secret."
The hospital was located in Seattle Washington and was considered the best for this type of surgery. I felt anxious as the plane took off. The tissue samples had been sent months ago and all the arrangements were made in advance for the surgery. No turning back now. I thought with a nervous sigh.
The taxi pulled up to a tall glass building. When the taxi pulled away, I stood at the entrance for a long moment thinking about what I was going to have done. I walked to the front desk and asked myself if I was willing to risk all my manhood for this? Mr. Willie seemed to think so when a very sexy young woman stood up from behind the desk greeted me. She was dressed in a short black business skirt with jet-black stockings, low cut button down top and high heels. She handed me a few sheets of paper with a flirting smile and pointed to the elevators. "You need to go to the third floor. Your doctor will be Dr. Simons," she said kindly and walked away shifting her hips like a five speed transmission.
They sure know how to convince a guy I thought as I made my way to the elevators. That was the longest elevator ride ever in my life.
The nurse took the papers and led me to the pre-op room. I didn't have to wait long before another nurse led me to the exam room and performed the general physical. She instructed me to change into a gown and place my personals in the lock box. She explained that the Dr. Simons would meet with me very soon and then shut the door. I felt so vulnerable in the gown as it had no bottom. It was more like a thin bathrobe. A nurse took me to the operating room and we waited together for the surgeon.
"Hellow, I am Dr. Simons. I will be your surgeon. Let us see what we have to work with shall we?" he said while the nurse helped me on to the operating table.
The nurse wrote down the measurements that the doctor read out loud. I felt my balls ache when he held them back to measure every possible part of my anatomy. My penis shrunk when he stretched it over the cold ruler. Simons drew some lines on my pelvis and under my scrotum. He made some marks near my navel.
"It looks like we will be able to work out all the details you requested in your application. We have successfully grown everything we needed to complete the process from the tissue samples we received. We will need to perform two surgeries. The first will be to prepare your body for the extra tissue and organic transplant. The second surgery will to build the medium for the nerves to connect. You will not only look good but fell everything as well. The medicine you have been taking has prepared your body for a rapid nerve regeneration. Your full recovery should only be about four months," he explained.
"That's sounds like a long surgery," I hesitated.
"It is necessary to be sure to get every detail correct. We will be doing very delicate connections. The medication you have been taking ensures that the nerve endings will regenerate quite quickly provided the connections are done correctly," he assured me.
"You're the doc so I guess we can get on with it," I said nervously.
They started an intravenous anesthetic. I was soon out.
I woke up slowly feeling dizzy. At first, I was unsure where I was. There were instruments wired to my left wrist and another intravenous in my right wrist. It slowly came back to me where I was. Was this the first surgery? I thought not sure why I was unable to move or speak. There was a tube down my throat and a machine was breathing for me. My entire body was numb from my neck down. A curtain was drawn across my chest and I could not see anything.
What the hell went wrong? I thought in a panic. I heard my heart beating in my ears. I managed to turn my head and gasped in faint cry for help. The room became very busy in just moments. A nurse advised me that I would be put unconscious for a moment so they could take the breathing tube out. I nodded my aching head and was again sedated.
I woke up again to a much quieter room this time. I was able to look around the small room. The only lights in the room were reflections from the blinking led display on the pulse monitor. There was still an intravenous in my right wrist and a pulse monitor on my finger. My throat burned and felt the feeding tube was still in place. I was able to move some but my head was still spinning.
Though very dizzy, I managed to sit up slightly. The blankets felt warm and heavy. I was relieved to be able to feel anything. Aside from a sore throat and headache, I felt no other pain. Was this it? Am I recovered now? I thought to myself.
I did feel different, much different. I felt a new sensation that was unlike anything I had ever felt before. It felt like a cramp inside my pelvis. It wasn't a strong pain nor was it a pain at all. It was like a tightness deep inside my groin. That is when I realized that something was not right.
Though my head was spinning, I tried to reach the remote to raise my bed forward. My right arm brushed against a large firm breast. Shocked and horrified I sat up and pulled the top of my gown off. I stared down in terror to find a pair of breasts with dark puffy areolas and nipples the size of lima beans. All I could do was stare at them rising and falling with every quick breath. I cupped each breast and pulled them upward with trembling hands. What did they do to me? How did this happen? I thought.
I was deep in thought. I felt every inch of each breast in disbelief wile my hands explored from the top of my chest to the underside to my very sensitive nipples. In moments, a powerful desire began to grow from deep inside my body when I brushed my fingers over my nipples. I squeezed and pinched them between my fingers. My entire body tingled with arousal. I felt a new sense of pleasure spread all over my body.
What was happening? I asked myself as my hands peeled off the heavy blankets. I reached down and to my amazement, I found a nine inch penis throbbing and pulsating with each beat of my heart. My hands caressed my body up to the underside of my breasts and over my nipples and felt a strong erotic flutter from deep within my groin. 'No way!' I thought to myself. Without hesitation, I reached behind the base of my massive cock and found the hot and wet labia. I spread them and found the tight entrance to my vagina.