You've come into the office for a check-up, as you're not feeling well. Light-headedness, feeling antsy, your stomach in nuts. You even feel a bit flush. I take your vitals, however I mention to you that the only thermometer we have to check and see if you're running a fever; is a rectal thermometer. You immediately refuse and decide to take your chances. I ask you to tell me a bit more in regards to your symptoms and begin to further examine your body. Which is when I discover it. The source of your illness! I couldn't see it before, because you were fully clothed with pants on, concealing...

You've come into the office for a check-up, as you're not feeling well. Light-headedness, feeling antsy, your stomach in nuts. You even feel a bit flush. I take your vitals, however I mention to you that the only thermometer we have to check and see if you're running a fever; is a rectal thermometer. You immediately refuse and decide to take your chances. I ask you to tell me a bit more in regards to your symptoms and begin to further examine your body. Which is when I discover it. The source of your illness! I couldn't see it before, because you were fully clothed with pants on, concealing your "little" problem; but it is quite clear to me now. You, suffer from small penis disease. But your case? is unlike anything I've ever seen before! It is so small. No wonder your symptoms are so severe. How could anyone feel good about themselves with such a sorry sucker in between their legs? I have to snap photos to document, and share with my colleges. As your diagnosis is so severe and hopeless, we may have to do an entire case study on you. Can you imagine? Your little dick being poked and prodded, judged and stared at for hours on end by countless doctor's and nurses? Oh, you poor thing.