Biggest in Gotham for a reason

Aaron shrugged, reached back, undid the ties, and let the gown fall to the floor.

Tam gasped.

"Good lord!" Dr. Thompkins exclaimed.

Crystal's glasses nearly tipped off her nose as she did a double take.

Dr. Sayer slapped a hand to her mouth. She went on her toes, suddenly invigorated, and ogled him shamelessly.

'So much for professionalism…'

Aaron was fit and slim with pleasant looking muscles, not overly ripped. No pubic hair, no body hair. Aaron was a white dude who was cursed or (some would argue) blessed with no excess hair. There were simply his magnificent muscles and thighs to view. His obliques pointed to his crotch deliciously.

There was silence. Nobody wished to point out the elephant in the room. The literal elephant trunk hanging between his legs.

"So? Anything wrong?" Aaron asked, placing a hand on his hip and spreading his legs a little to accommodate for his ballsack.

"That is the biggest cock I have ever seen in my fifty-six years on this Earth," Dr. Thompkins said bluntly, eyes not budging. Nobody disagreed nor did their gazes change.

Inches upon inches of thick, raw meat lay on his thigh. Balls the size of coconuts and a sack struggling to contain them. Then there was the smell. It filled the room like an air purifier, their cheeks flushing.

"Okay…?" Aaron said, putting his hands behind him. He unintentionally gave them a clear, open view of his cock. How it hung between his legs. How his balls dangled from behind.

Dr. Thompkins spoke first. "I used to run my own clinic, you know. I've scurried the streets to help people. I've seen tens of thousands of men. I don't think I've seen one this…gigantic before. Most tended to be about this big." With both her index fingers, she demonstrated the length. There was a space of about four inches and to emphasize her point she added, "Erect. Gotham isn't exactly known for its well-hung men. In fact, I'd say it's the opposite. We're less like Ecuador and Congo and more like Cambodia."

"Maybe that's why we have so much crime," Crystal muttered under her breath. Aaron quirked a brow.

'I guess Gotham ladies are getting the short of the stick. Literally.'

"Um, Tam, Crystal, you should…" Dr. Sayer gestured at him. The nurses gulped audibly as they approached him. It honestly looked and felt so dirty as they kneeled down and touched his shaft. Wearing rubber latex gloves, the two heaved up his hefty python, revealing the ballsack underneath.

Tam hesitantly groped his nuts and discovered their immense volume. "My fingers don't touch," she muttered.

Crystal was quiet but much more touchy. She didn't shy away from following every small line on his pouch. It wasn't quite wrinkly but it wasn't smooth either. A balanced mix making for a bag just about spacious to carry his family jewels. Containing mega-sized sperm factories yet managing to appear prim and proper. Not too loose, not too tight. Perfect–as everything about Aaron seemed to be.

"Lord," Dr. Thompkins said aloud. Aaron glanced down. It was Tam, flabbergasted as she compared her forearm to his softie. Her caramel arm against his fairly white cock. Crystal did the same with her forearm. Her skin matched Aaron's, giving for an amusing display. Still, neither could really defeat his dong. Neither could measure up. Over eight inches long, from elbow to wrist, it was longer and thicker than the nurses' forearms.

"Are…are you usually this big?" Dr. Sayer croaked out, removing her hands from her mouth. "Is it perhaps an effect of Poison Ivy's concoction?"

"There weren't any differences in the other patients," Dr. Thompkins pointed out.

"Well…"

"No," Aaron chimed in, "it's always like this."

The two doctors let out an, "Oh."

Dr. Sayer stared at the comparison again. The forearms and the cock. Tam and Crystal hadn't moved their limbs, too stunned to react or move.

"And your scrotum?" Dr. Sayer asked, scavenging for an ounce of professionalism. Her job was to record everything, a clipboard and pen in hand. "Are your testicles always so…boisterous?"

Aaron nodded. "Yes, Doctor."

The first page questions must have been answered because Dr. Sayer had nothing left to say and flipped to the next section.

Tam and Crystal compared their forearms to his sleeping giant a few more times. Neither nurse was exactly the largest woman, standing at a typical five-foot-four. Tam was a little heavier and thicker than Crystal who was extremely lithe for a woman, their forearms reflecting as much. Still, Tam simply couldn't believe it. She clenched her jaw to close.

The atmosphere was hot and enticing. The integrity they once boasted was wiped out, all because his dick was so big. Aaron wanted to sigh. But rather than vocalize his thoughts, he kept his hands firmly behind, allowing them to relish the session.

"S-size," Dr. Thompkins suddenly said. She hurried to her desk, opening the drawer to take something out, then returned. A measuring tape. "Measure it."

"Of course," Tam said, gulping. She took the long, yellow tape and stretched it across his length. Tam's hand quivered as the tape touched the warm dick, leading Crystal to support her. They shared a nod and slowly started unfolding the measuring tape.

Inch by inch, their expressions widened. Broken as they stretched their arms to measure it.

"Nine point one inches," Tam announced, the tape reaching his tip.

'Nine? I thought it was eight.' He took another good look at his flaccid cock. Aaron blinked. The thickness hadn't changed much but length did seem a little droopier. 'No way. Did it actually get a little bigger? Don't tell me Ivy accidentally did something…'

The doctors were too busy writing down his measurements to notice the slimmer of surprise. Whispering and discussing, wondering what his size could be at full mast. He could hear them but he had no interest in engaging with them. Dr. Sayer seemed to be saying one thing, jotting the number down, while Dr. Thompkins said something else, something egregious.

Tam and Crystal wrapped the tape around his schlong, counting his girth. "Eight point seven inches," Tam declared, voice cracking.

The two nurses glanced up at him, eyes bewildered. Aaron stared back with a neutral expression.

"Not bad, I'm guessing?"

Dr. Thompkins snorted. "You'd make Bruce Wayne and his sons piss their pants at the sight of that monster."

"You sound like you know him," Aaron replied.

She licked her lips, not entirely focused as she admitted, "I suppose. Certainly more than I care for."

Aaron quirked a brow. 'Why would Wayne come to a hospital like this? Better yet, why would you be so acquainted with him and his sons? He's a billionaire, he can hire his own doctors in his mansion. Plus, he has Alfred.'

A theory was formulating in his head. Bruce Wayne–Batman–his operation scale was massive according to Cassandra. Damian Wayne was his biological son while Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Tim Drake, and Cassandra were adopted. Duke Thomas was a ward, not officially adopted. Regardless, those were a lot of Robins and sidekicks to take care of.

'Cass mentioned the Bat Family was more than just Batman, Robin, and Batgirl. I know there's Oracle, the first Batgirl, for tech support and that butler guy, Alfred. Jim Gordon, their outside support and mole in the GCPD, but…a medic.' Aaron scanned Dr. Thompkins. She said she was fifty-six. Bruce Wayne–Batman–was in his late thirties or early forties. The timeline made sense. 'Dr. Thompkins must know about Batman–about the whole Bat Family.'

Dr. Sayer leaned to the side and whispered in the spectacled doctor's ears. The brown-haired woman nodded a few times. "Okay, okay…alright." Dr. Thompkins cleared her throat and raised her voice with authority, "Tam, Crystal, get him hard. We need to measure his full size, then get a sample of his sperm. It is imperative you do this professionally, without bias. Of course, if you are not up to it, me and Dr. Sayer–"

"We can do it," Crystal interrupted. Her voice was faintly high-pitched and her gloved digits touched his glans provocatively. She looked up at Aaron, glasses at the bridge of her nose, dark blue eyes shimmering. "I am sure Mr. Reigner doesn't mind."

He could see the excitement dancing in the eyes of the nurses. Tam was the amateur nurse that had found the adventure and spice she craved while Crystal was the forty year old finally finding a thrill in her mundane job. They were not letting go of his cock, not until they had enjoyed themselves to the fullest.

Aaron shrugged. "Sure."

Their gloves roamed his schlong relentlessly. The latex material was odd but it did its job as they pumped his girth gently. His cock stirred and there was a gulp from Dr. Sayer.

"Is this good?" Tam asked politely.

"Yes," Aaron replied, unfazed. His cock had a mind of its own. Crystal played his balls, scooping it and stretching the sack. A medical test to find its limits. The slight pulls were not too pleasant.

Still, his cock roused awake. It fought against gravity as it fattened and bulked up. Rising up, up, up, the four nurse hands slithering around it skillfully. Crystal especially whose fingers and hands moved skillfully, deftly, like a master of handjobs.

Everybody held their breath as veins started to pop out. Not too grotesque but noticeable as the nurses glided their latex fingers across.

His cock finally grew to its full size, bobbing into place.

"Jesus, you make pornstars look average," Dr. Thompkins commented. Realizing the meaning of her words, she took off her glasses and started cleaning them with her sleeves. Her hoop earrings swayed as she fidgeted and explained, "Not that I watch porn but from what I've seen in…ads. Yes."

Dr. Thompkins hurriedly wiped her glasses and put them on. She smiled as if she had a gun pointed at her.

Aaron wore a flat smile. "Thank you."

'She's not wrong either.'

The largest pornstars capped out at eight or nine inches. Aaron not only possessed that absurd length while flaccid but he was also thicker–comparable to coke cans and humbling said cans at full mast.

When Aaron was younger and addicted to porn, confusion nagged the back of his consciousness: 'Why were the women so astonished by the guy's size?' From his point of view, compared to what hung between his legs, it looked kinda small. In every video, there wasn't a single male star who Aaron could say eclipsed him in size. Later in life, in high school gym class, he saw the meager penises of the average person, of his classmates, and he realized he was absurdly, divinely gifted. He was closer to horses and gods than humans. The difference in size was that vast.

Tam and Crystal's hands edged away, **** as the heat brought them comfort. The full glory of his cock was unveiled. There was a good ten seconds of peace; of shameful ogling of the big, fat python sprouting from his crotch.

"Please get to measuring," Dr. Sayer ordered, half hypnotized. Tam and Crystal immediately did as they were told.

Long and girthy. The two words that described his massive dick, yet seeing it and feeling it were two different things. The veins felt alive and his balls looked so, so heavy. To the point where the nurses craved to hold the hefty factories of cum.

Alas, the measuring came first. Given his superb endowment, they needed Tam to hold the first half and Crystal to hold the end.

"Thirteen point five inches," Crystal listed off, eyes wide. "I don't want to be presumptuous but….I believe this is the biggest cock in the world."

Presumptuous as she might have been, it was true and everybody knew it.

Aaron was just as flabbergasted as the others by the revelation too. 'Thirteen and a half!? I was more like twelve and two quarters. Ivy's spell definitely did something to me.'

"Congratulations, Mr. Reigner." Dr. Thompkins gave him a round of applause, grinning. Dr. Sayer, holding her clipboard, politely did the same, albeit with wide eyes. "That is a mighty achievement."

"Thanks," Aaron replied in an undertone. He hid his own shock behind a supremely effective mask of coolness. "But I'm sure there are aliens or metahumans bigger than me. The world is a big place."

He felt a hand on his cock. "I doubt it," Crystal muttered.

"Humility will get you nowhere." Dr. Thompkins beamed at him. "Your penis is now in history books. Be proud."

Dr. Sayer was on her phone, fingers typing. "You beat the previous record by about two inches." The doctor put away her phone and **** a smile. "Congrats."

"S-should we be calling Guinness World Records or something?" Tam asked, hands trembling. Her eyes flickered at his cock, causing her cheeks to flush. It was as though it was some divine thing. "I mean, it is the largest p-penis."

"Might as well round it to fourteen too," Dr. Thompkins suggested.

"Please don't," Aaron interjected. "I'd rather keep this between us."

"I jest, I jest." The lead doctor giggled.. "Our hospital will have to record the measurements due to the procedure, of course, but this information will not be made public. We will do our best in order to hide it, Mr. Reigner, you have our word. Right, Dr. Sayer?"

"Yes. I should be able to put this in the restricted section. This does seem to be a special case." The middle-aged black doctor was a little apprehensive but otherwise fine with the arrangement. So was Aaron.

'As long as nobody shows up at my place, we're good.'

"Girth, please," Dr. Thompkins requested. The examination wasn't over. "Tam, Crystal."

The pair hurried and wrapped the tape around. It took a while but eventually Tam said, "Ten point six."

"Jesus." Dr. Thompkins clicked her tongue. "Longest and thickest. Most impressive, Mr. Reigner."

"Thicker than my ex-husband's beer bottles," Nurse Crystal grumbled. Aaron was probably the only one to hear her. He didn't know what to think of the nurse, her ex-husband, the implication of an addiction, and the size comparison. There was so much to unravel in that single sentence.

The young man rubbed the back of his neck. He was feeling some embarrassment now. "Are we done?"

"Oh no," Dr. Sayer said. "We still have questions, a-as well as the sperm sample collection."

"Alright." Aaron crossed his arms. "Go on."

"First is, well…obvious. You're circumcised," Dr. Sayer blushed, eyes pointed at his cock. She quickly looked back to her clipboard and checked a box off.

His shaft was a light shade of beige with the tip a pretty pink. It was objectively a beautiful looking penis. Gargantuan but somehow not scary. It wasn't grotesque or overly veiny or disgusting. It was gorgeous and mind-bendingly impossible not to look at. Hypnotic even.

The mushroom head was as bulbous as a softball. Very, very girthy and distinguishable, especially with its pink-reddish colour. It wasn't significantly larger than the base but it was still obviously thicker. Moreover, there was a perfect merge from glans to shaft, not overstepping its bounds and tainting the whiteness of his shaft.

His cock pointed somewhat upwards. Not arched but simply angled slightly. The way his ballsack connected with the massive pipe was astonishing. Everything just…fit. It made sense. It was perfect. The perfect cock and the perfect ballsack with the perfect body. Aaron managed to make a monster cock look drop dead gorgeous on him. It made middle-aged ladies want to gag on it.