The Inspection II (Patreon)

Robert sat in the waiting room, knowing his inspection would be next. He wasn’t sure why his physical included a penis inspection, but it was apparently something the state had started rolling out lately, for some reason. Rumors and whispers were that the state employed cute girls to give you an erection and then measure its length, girth, and how long it took you to cum, for data collection purposes. The conspiracy sites were full of sinister half-baked explanations but no one seemed to really know for sure what the data was all for.

He was also concerned about his, erm, less than impressive endowment. He was sure at this point, these girls had seen countless cocks and wouldn’t even be fazed by his meager manhood. Not to mention, they were professionals, surely even if they weren’t impressed with his genitalia, they’d be mature about it, wouldn’t they? He sure hoped…

Suddenly, Robert was snapped out of that train of thought when he heard a woman’s voice call his name.

“Robert?” said a cute feminine voice from the doorway. He looked up to see a gorgeous-looking college-aged girl with short-cut reddish-brown hair, blue eyes, a cute upturned nose, and, perhaps most notably, two humongous melons, matched with equally lovely smooth, silky legs. Though most nurses in the ‘real’ medical field had gone to wearing plain, uniform scrubs, the nurses here were in the white, vintage style, skimpy nurse outfits with the low necklines and short miniskirts.   Robert guessed that they did that to provide help with giving their patients boners all day. He had to admit, it was already working...

“That’s me...” he said, meekly. Already not off to a great start. He couldn’t even verbally confirm his presence without embarrassing himself.

“Hi, I’m Diana. Come with me,” she stated. “We’re ready for you in exam room two.” 

Robert stood up and followed, more nervous than ever, having seen just how beautiful his inspector was going to be. She turned around to lead him to his exam room, and once she did Robert got a chance to appraise her perfectly round ass. The fact that this woman was a nurse and not a porn star was a travesty.

She led him through a maze of halls to the exam room, passing several other nurses on the way, each just as young and attractive as Diana. When they said they were hiring cute girls to be penis inspectors, they certainly weren’t kidding.

Diana reached Exam Room Two and gestured Robert inside. “Come on in, remove your pants and take a seat on the exam chair.”

He went in the room as directed, and with a deep breath, dropped his pants, his back facing Diana so that she couldn’t see his package. Not that this would spare him his future humiliation; he was merely delaying the inevitable.

Robert sat on the chair, now instead opting to get his humiliation over with sooner rather than later. He put his feet in the exam chair’s stirrups, spreading his legs wide, ensuring that he had no way to hide anything. He looked at Diana, who was incredibly obviously holding back a bemused smile as he turned around to reveal his exposed, vulnerable organs.

“Right, so...” Diana began, but then paused for a moment; the unexpected presentation of Robert’s acorn-sized flaccid penis apparently made her lose her train of thought. She tried to subtly bite her lip in an effort to suppress laughter, but Robert did still notice.

Before Diana could continue, another nurse entered the doorway. She was thinner and less well-built than Diana, and her hair was longer and a deep brown, but she was still supermodel-gorgeous. “Sorry, are we ready to begin?” 

“Oh, yes!” Diana exclaimed. She turned back to Robert. “This is Jess. She’s a nurse in training and she’ll be observing the procedure.” Jess turned for the first time to Robert and had a similar laugh-suppression face to the one Diana had just moments ago.

“So the first step is to get you erect.” She explained, hoping in the back of her mind that his erect size wasn’t quite as pathetic as his flaccid size. “To aid in the process, would you like to see my breasts, rear end, or genitals?” She said in an obviously-rehearsed inflection, having to say that a million times a day to every patient who came through. Still, despite the unenthused tone, it was an offer that made Robert’s heart skip a beat. He mulled it over carefully, all three were winning choices on the absolute goddess of a woman making the offer. 

“Uh, breasts please,” Robert muttered.

Without another word, Diana lifted up her top, and her humongous bare breasts flopped out into the open. Almost as if it was directly pressing on the arousal center of his brain, Robert’s shaft immediately sprang up to its full, but still pathetic size at the first sight of Diana’s generous chestmeat. Both nurses let out a nose-chortle as a result, a combination of the unimpressive size of Robert’s erection juxtaposed with the speed at which it was achieved. 

Jess produced a tape measure and handed it to Diana, who, without putting her enormous bosom away, approached Robert’s minuscule offering, still helplessly saluting her.

“I’m going to take the measurements, Jess. Be ready with the form to record them.” Diana explained to her apprentice, trying desperately to retain her professionalism through stifled giggles. Jess then produced a clipboard and pen from the room’s countertop. 

“Ready!” Jess cheerfully answered.

Diana rolled out roughly six inches of the tape measure, before realizing she didn’t need anywhere near that much and rolled some back as she placed it along the dorsal length of Robert’s miniature member. Another snort from a stifled laugh came as Diana read the measurement, and called it out to her student. 

“Three point two inches in length.” She announced, earning a girlish one-handed mouth covering from Jess. Robert dared not look up out of humiliation. He felt Diana wrap the tape measure around his still-twitching erection and call out “Four inches in circumference,” in the same strained voice.

“Right, next you’ll need the stopwatch to time his ejaculation speed while I give him a handjob,” Diana explained. 

Hearing that he was about to receive a handjob from this beauty goddess proved to be too much for poor Robert’s overstimulated package which, amid a wave of orgasmic power, fired two sad ropes of essence that streamed lazily down the side of his boner, now rapidly deflating.

The two nurses stare in disbelief. Jess simply jots down 0.0 seconds on the clipboard.