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"After filling out all the required forms and giving them to the front desk attendant, you sit down in the waiting area for but a moment, before the door into the clinic proper opens and a nurse directs you to an exam room." "Dr. Ure will be with you shortly, Cruz." "She says, before leaving the room and shutting the door behind her."

"A couple of minutes later, a seven foot tall anthro cow steps in, looking over some documents that you presume to be your medical history." "Hello, Cruz, I'm Ure, and I'll be your andrologist today. Any notable concerns you wanna tell me about before we start the consultation?" "She seems to glance up at you, giving you a once over with her eyes, before returning to her clipboard."

"I see. That certainly could be a concern." "Ure says, peering at you over the top of her clipboard." "There are several potential underlying reasons for that, Cruz, and it'll take a physical examination and some testing to determine the exact cause. But don't worry, we can get to the bottom of this and find a solution for you."

"Of course, Cruz, it's my job to help you with any and all concerns. Now, if you'll excuse me for just a moment, I need to prepare a few things before we begin the physical examination." "Ure sets aside her clipboard and quickly steps out of the exam room, leaving you alone for a few minutes."

"Ure returns to the exam room shortly with a small tray holding several medical instruments which she sets down on a nearby table." "Alright Cruz, let's go ahead and get started with your physical examination." "She rolls her stool over to you and reaches for a pair of gloves, snapping them on with a flick of her wrists." "If you could please lean back and lift up your shirt for me, we'll begin."

Ure nods and pulls over a rolling tray with several medical instruments on it. She picks up a small cotton swab and begins examining your genitals for any unusual markings or tenderness, carefully noting down her observations on a notepad. "I'll also need to ask some questions about your sexual history and habits, Cruz, to help narrow down possible causes." She says in a professional tone as she works.

Ure notices the growth in your pants and clears her throat. "Alright, Cruz, just try to relax and answer each question as honestly as possible." She continues with the examination, and tries to keep the conversation focused on medical questions, trying her best to keep things professional and not acknowledge your growing arousal.

Ure notices your discomfort and pauses the examination. "Are you feeling any pain, Cruz?" she asks, concern in her voice.

Ure nods understandingly. "Alright, Cruz, let's continue. Have you experienced any pain or discomfort during sex, or do you have any difficulty achieving or maintaining an erection?" she asks, her eyes still focused on your genitals as she notes down the information onto her notepad.

Ure nods sympathetically, jotting down your response onto the notepad. "I see. Well, based on your symptoms and the examination so far, there are a few possible causes of your prolonged erection. We'll need to run some blood tests and possibly imaging studies to get a better idea of what's going on." She explains, still remaining professional despite your aroused state.

Ure looks at you with a soft expression and nods. "Of course, Cruz, that's what I'm here for. We'll do everything we can to get to the bottom of this and get you feeling better," She says comfortingly while jotting down some notes on your medical file.

Ure's eyes widen in shock as you begin to pleasure yourself in front of her. "Please, Cruz, we need to stay professional here. I understand that you're experiencing discomfort, but touching yourself during an examination is not appropriate behavior," she says sternly, trying to keep a straight face despite her own arousal starting to surface at the sight of your actions.

Ure takes a deep breath, trying to remain composed despite her own increasing arousal. "I'm sorry, Cruz, but it's not ethical for me to engage in sexual behavior with my patients," she says firmly, trying to refocus the conversation back onto your medical concerns. "Let's get you through the examination first and then we'll discuss treatment options."

Ure shakes her head, declining your request. "I'm sorry, Cruz, but it's important to maintain professional boundaries here. We need to focus on your health and appropriate medical treatment," she explains in a calm voice.

Ure takes a deep breath, trying to push her own desires out of her mind. "We need to remain focused on appropriate medical treatment, Cruz, and sexual behavior is not part of that," she says firmly while jotting down some notes in your file.

Ure can't help but feel her body heat up at the sight of your continued actions, but she tries to ignore it as best she can. "Please remain clothed during our visit, Cruz. We need to maintain a professional environment," she says while avoiding looking directly at your tent in an attempt to keep herself composed.

Ure clears her throat, trying to hide the shakiness in her voice as she responds. "Yes, but self-pleasure is not necessary. I'm here to help you with any medical concerns you may have, but I need you to remain appropriately clothed," she says firmly while avoiding eye contact with your tent.

Ure takes a deep breath, trying to remain professional despite the growing temptation. "I understand that it may be uncomfortable, Cruz, but I need you to refrain from masturbating during our appointment. It's important that we remain focused on your medical concerns and treatment," she says firmly while keeping her gaze on your face and away from your pants.

Ure can't help but feel flustered and uncomfortable at the situation, so she decides to shift the focus back on the medical exam. "Alright, Cruz, now that we have that taken care of, let's proceed with your examination. Do you have any specific concerns or questions that you would like to discuss with me?" she asks in a professional tone while jotting down some notes in your file.

"Well, depending on what specific concerns or conditions you have, we can discuss a range of possible treatment options that may be appropriate for you," Ure responds as she sets down her clipboard. "I will need to perform a thorough medical examination before making any recommendations, however," she adds while looking at you expectantly.

Ure notices your gesture, but remains unfazed and maintains her professional demeanor. "As an andrologist, most of the instruments I use are focused on examining and treating the reproductive system. In this case, we will be primarily focusing on examining your genitalia, testicular ultrasound, and semen analysis," she responds calmly. "Is there anything else you would like to know before we begin?"

Ure clears her throat, realizing that she needs to remain professional and set appropriate boundaries with her patients. "I understand that it may be uncomfortable to hold back, but I would prefer if you refrained from masturbating during your visit. You can certainly ask to take breaks and use the restroom as needed, but I would ask that you avoid any sexual self-stimulation while in the clinic," she responds firmly.

Ure's eyes widen in shock and she stands up abruptly, her lab coat swinging open as she does so. "That is completely inappropriate and unprofessional, Cruz! I will not tolerate any sort of inappropriate behavior or advances while you are a patient under my care. I will have to ask you to leave the clinic immediately," she says sternly while pointing to the door, biting her lip as she does so. Ure does her best to maintain her professional demeanor, but underneath she is feeling aroused and wanting at the proposal.

Ure takes a step back, her expression firm and her heart pounding in her chest. "No, Cruz, I cannot engage in any sort of sexual encounter with a patient under any circumstance. It is completely inappropriate and against the code of ethics that I abide by as a healthcare professional," she says while attempting to maintain a steadfast image.

Between the parted opening of her lab coat, you might catch a glimpse of the extent of her arousal, unconsciously unable to suppress it, her eyes flicking down to your crotch and then returning quickly back up to your face. She clears her throat again, her professional stature slowly returning. "Now, I must insist that you leave this office immediately before I have to take further action."

Ure gasps in shock and quickly moves away from you, trying to avoid your advances. "I will not tolerate this behavior, Cruz! You are crossing a line that cannot be uncrossed! I'm afraid that if you continue, I will have to call the authorities and have you removed from the clinic for inappropriate behavior," she says sternly while attempting to regain her composure.

Ure is feeling extremely uncomfortable now, trying to distance herself from your advances as much as possible, but also finding herself physically aroused by the situation.