Routine Testing

Miss Williams met him in the lobby of the clinic and started talking as they walked down the hall. "Thank you for being on time Ben. We need to get right to it and I am using a lot of valuable staff time. Frankly no on believes me, so I am anxious to find out. We first need to run some baseline tests that will take a couple of hours. These tests will be performed by Dr Sherry Francis and Dr. Roger Moab. I will see you again in a couple of hours and we can begin the laboratory portion of the testing."

Dr. Sherry Francis was a tall, brunette with a body that made Gina Williams look like a boy. She was at least six feet tall, although her black pumps added a good four inches to her height. Her dark hair was put up in a bun, and her face was super model quality. Here legs were shapely and well formed, and her tits were like twin torpedoes on her chest. She was wearing a blouse and lab coat and Ben could still see her nipples poking out through the fabric. Ben wondered if all sex researchers were bombshells. The man was in his fifties, balding pot bellied. In other words he looked like you would expect a doctor to look.

Sherry gave him a cold smile as Miss Williams brought him into the room and said, "Thank you Gina, Dr. Moab and I can take him from here. We will let you know when we are ready for you."

Then she looked at Ben and said, "Please remove your clothing."

Ben shot back quickly, "Take yours off too. Things will go quicker for both of us."

She regarded him with a cold stare for a moment and said, "Yes, Gina said you were quite the comedian. We are paying you very well; now please do as I ask."

Dr. Moab spoke up, "You will find that Dr. Francis does not have much of a sense of humor. Come on now, stripe down and let's get some basic measurements."

Ben striped down to the buff, and was soon weighted, had everything about his body measured, feet, height, arms, legs, waist, finger length, even his flaccid cock. He had to admit he was not even having luck getting turned on by the lovely Dr. Francis everything was so clinical.

"His cock measures four inches flaccid. Somewhat lower than normal," Dr. Francis remarked.

Ben spoke up quickly, "Touch it and will get bigger for you."

Dr. Francis again regarded him coldly and said in a sarcastic tone, "Yes, you would like that wouldn't you?"

Dr. Moab spoke up at that point, "Oh for god's sake Sherry stroke him a little and let's get a baseline erect measurement. I want to go to lunch."

Dr. Francis walked up to Ben and grasped his cock tightly. He immediately began to swell to full erection. She stroked him up and down a few times as she said, "I want you to understand I don't like men. I don't like the way they want to possess me just because of the way I look. I am not a lesbian either; I just don't care for men who think they can possess me sexually."

Ben half heard her as he started at her big tits. He didn't much give a crap what she liked as long as she kept stroking his cock. He could feel his balls getting ready to burst, and his cock head was already coated in pre-cum. Then she stopped touching him and pulled out a ruler, "Six and one eighth inches she announced. Now let's get lunch." Then staring at Ben she said in her cold tone, "And you can get dressed."

Ben moaned that's easy for you to say. You're not the one with a hard cock that needs some release. She didn't bother to answer him and he followed her and Dr. Moab to the lunchroom of the institute. As soon as they got there they met Miss Williams who help Ben get a tray and some food.

"Come on Ben we can sit over here Gina said to him. "You will get to see more of her soon," she said seeing Ben staring in the direction of Dr. Francis.