Yes

Not wanting to be rude, and because help might be…well…helpful, you surrender the arm she tugs at and drape over her shoulder for support; you keep your other hand firmly in place, easily concealing your shrunken dick and balls.

You make your way to the table, “let’s start face down, prioritize where the pain is.” You’re relieved to hear you’ll be getting help and in a better position to hide your tiny junk. As she guides you onto the table, she swiftly turns away and draping a towel over your backside.

Once again you’re put at ease by her professionalism through this whole ordeal. As you relax, you do your best to reciprocate and lay onto the table.

“Now, tell me where the pain is most intense.”