Yes

"I'd like to proceed anyway." Adam's voice is firm as he tells the doctor that he's set on undergoing the treatment.

Dr. Miller nods professionally, telling him "as a customer of the Phallus Enlargement pills associated with our clinic, you are covered for three weeks of medication and therapy. Anything beyond that is unlikely to accomplish anything anyway however."

Nodding to show he understands, Adam waits as Dr. Miller walks over to a cupboard and retrieves two small bottles. Unscrewing the cap of the first, she hands him a pill and says "swallow this. There may be some side effects, but none of those will be permanent."

Adam hesitantly swallows the pill, then Dr. Miller opens the other bottle, which seems to be full of some kind of ointment. Scooping out some with her finger, she leans down and begins rubbing it onto his cock, then his balls, the feel of her gloved fingers making Adam suppress a moan.

By the time she finishes applying the ointment, Adam's dick is throbbing with the desire to cum, and he thinks he can detect a faint amused smile on Dr. Miller's face as she stands.

"That's your medication for today. You'll need to return here every day for your therapy as well, so I'll administer your daily doses then."

As Adam goes to put his still-hard dick back in his pants, he realizes that he can't feel his fingers touching it; the entire length is completely numb to tactile sensations.

Seeing the sudden look of shock on Adam's face, Dr. Miller adds in a calm tone. "One of the side effects of the ointment inhibits the sense of touch for the patient's phallic organ. The faint grimace looks apologetic, but you can see amusement in her eyes as she says "with the size of your phallus, it's possible you won't be able to feel anything touching it while you're on medication."

"Remember, be sure to come back tomorrow if you want to obtain results. Your appointments are for 6:30"

Despite not being able to feel anything touching it, the memory of Dr. Miller's hands handling Adam's dick keeps it rock-hard as he departs the clinic. Luckily, only a slight stoop is required to hide the tent in his pants from casual glances.

Unable to masturbate despite his intermittemently raging erections, Adam spends the night thinking of how good it would feel to have a woman like Dr. Miller worshipping his dick.

The next morning is the start of the weekend, so he passes the day uneventfully, until it begins to get closer to the time of his first appointment.