A bit late

Feeling nervous about his appointment, Adam puts off the trip for longer than is wise, and ends up running late. He runs into the clinic ten minutes after his allotted time, and the secretary waves him by with a frown on her face. "Dr. Miller is waiting for you."

Adam steps in to find Dr. Miller at her desk, doing paperwork of some kind with a large number of full pill bottles scattered about around her. She doesn't notice him at first, and - still feeling guilty due to being late - it takes Adam a few moments to work up the nerve to speak.

"A-are those Phallus Enlargement pills?" He gestures at the pill bottles on the desk as he speaks, looking apprehensively at them.

Dr. Miller turns, a professional smile on her face as she shakes her head. "No, these are some potential products our clinic has a hand in developing. Most of them are designed to enhance male sexual performance in one way or another, but they still need a few clinical trials."

"I see..." After Dr. Miller finishes talking, Adam's quiet for a few moments, then cuts in again. "D-do you think any of them could help me?"

Dr. Miller is in the middle of tidying up the paperwork in front of her, but looks up sharply as Adam speaks. Her expression shows that Adam's sentence has given her an idea...She looks pensive as she answers.

"I'm not so sure...none of them will solve the...main problem." She glances between Adam's legs, making him redden.

"But you are rather heavily dosed with the Phallus Enlargement pills...you'd make an excellent test subject for seeing if there's any side effects of using more than one of our medications at once." Dr. Miller's stare is a little intense, like a scientist looking at a particularly interesting experiment.

"...I don't know about this..." Hearing that the new pills won't solve his problem, and could even create more, Adam hesitates.

"Ah...yes, I suppose you'd want something in return. Well, I don't have much of a budget, but I can offer you extended penis regrowth therapy to as long as you like. If you're fortunate, you may gain something from it after the three week period...It would have to be after the clinical trials are over though, adding the salve as a third mix wouldn't be wise."

Adam is still thoughtful and teetering on the edge of refusing...but Dr. Miller adds on a final note as an afterthought. "As part of the testing, I would have to use my hand to stimulate your penis on a regular basis. Keep that in mind."

The offer becomes a great deal more enticing at the additional detail, and Adam finds his tiny penis stiffening at the memory of Dr. Millers gloved hands on him...the medication he's testing could be helpful too, right? Adam's thoughts wander towards accepting...