Madison grabs your arm.

You are just about to exit out into the lobby when someone grabs your arm.

"Wait, mr. John!"

You turn around.

It's Madison, the petite, blonde nurse. She's very cute.

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You guess she's about 5'4, 110-120 pounds, with a tight round ass and a slim waist. She looks like she's into cardio. Nice and fit. You like what you see.

"I cannot with good conscience just let you walk out of here without a last check. God knows what the head nurse thought when she gave you approval."

"I am fine, I promise you," you answer.

"Nonsense! After a fall like that? I need to check you for bruises and swellings," she says with a faint smile in the corner of her mouth.

She pulls gently on your arm and you follow her back into the hallway and into an vacant examination room.

"Please remove your outer clothing," she says. "And your inner."

You sigh, but if this is what it takes to go home, then ok. You undress to your boxers and lay down on the table. Your new body feels great, and you like what you see. You've always been self-conscious about it, but now you're muscular and fit. The bulge in your boxer briefs makes you smirk to yourself.

Madison turns to you and gives you a reassuring smile.

"Relax. Just a quick check, and you'll be on your way."

The lack of gloves is highly unprofessional, you note to yourself, as the blonde nurse runs her soft, bare hands from your hand up to your shoulder. You soon lose the thought, as her hands pass over the enhanced biceps and triceps. Magic. There's nothing else that can explain these changes. The old man must have lost his ring by accident, and the magic effects that kept him young disappeared from his body instantly.

You try to breathe slowly while the hot, young, blonde nurse feels your pecs and six pack. Her mumbling sounds of approval make your dick stiffen. You wonder what she sounds like when she comes.

Just as her hands get close to the hem of your boxer briefs, she steps back.

"No abnormalities up top. You seem very healthy. Now the legs."

You nod.

Again, her hands run from the extremeties and up towards your torso. Just as she reaches your inner thigh, she switches down to the other foot. You're at least at half-mast now, as her soft touch arouses your inner lizard brain. She has to see it. There's no way she's not seeing it.

Sure enough. As her hands slide up your quadriceps, she finally lets them continue, and with a theatrical face, she gasps as her hands glide across your bulge. You sigh softly.

"Oh no!" she says, looking in your eye with a miscievous grin. "There seems to be a substantial swelling here in the crotch area!"

"Uh, yes," you reply. "It's very uncomfortable."

"It's very large... cylidrically shaped... I am afraid I have to apply lotion to this area immediately."

She gently removes the last piece of clothing on your body, while she, herself is fully dressed in her nurse's uniform.

"Oh, I see the swelling now," she says, "it's massive."

Squeezing lotion into her hands, she warms it up before she wraps her hand around your dick, and begin to apply it enthusiastically. Her handjob feels good, and you groan.

"Don't worry, this will bring the swelling down soon," she says.

On the contrary, and to no surprise, her handjob has the exact opposite effect. Within a short minute, your massive cock stands proudly at 100% hardness, if not more, and her blue eyes are full of wonder and desire.

"Oh no, it doesn't work!" she says, fighting to keep herself from giggling now.