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"You're here today for..." The doctor glanced down at her clipboard, making sure she had the right file. "A testicular nerve exam, correct?"

"Uh, yeah." Donu scratched one of his horns nervously, feeling rather exposed as he sat naked on the examination table. Sure, red dragons were ALWAYS nude, but something about the clean, professional environment of a doctor's office always made it feel even more pronounced. "Just, uh...just making sure that everything's working the way it should be, you know?"

The dragoness examining him was equally nude, of course, wearing only a slim pair of glasses and a stethoscope that dangled between her bare breasts. She nodded in agreement. "Absolutely. Gotta take care of that nut, right?" She reached out casually, wrapping her claws around her patient's lone orb and giving it a exploratory squeeze. "Have you been feeling under-sensitive, or over-sensitive?"

"O-over-sensitive," the male stuttered, biting back a groan as that gentle touch sent a ripple of nausea through his abdomen...then biting back another groan as the doctor's fingers drifted higher, curling around his thick shaft and giving it a few friendly pumps. "My wife, she uh...usually I can take a good 10 or 20 kicks from her before I hit the ground, but these past few weeks we've been lucky if I can get to 5."

"I see. Well that does sound worth checking out." The doctor let Donu's fat cock slip from her fingers, turning to fetch some equipment. She bent over to rifle through a bottom cabinet, her round rump sticking out behind her. "Is this your first time getting an electro-testigram?"

Donu swallowed nervously, his eyes locked on the female's ass and on the hint of a slit between her thighs. His sore ball throbbed, and so did his freshly-fluffed erection. "Yeah."

"Got it. Well you've got nothing to worry about." The dragoness straightened back up as she found what she was looking for: a small yellow box with several different wires running out of it. She returned to the side of the examination table, bending over once more to plug one of the wires into the wall. "It's a very standard procedure, and it'll only take a few minutes. Do you have any questions before we get started?"

Donu stole another look at the female's butt, his dick giving another needy throb. "I don't think so...I read the pamphlet that they gave me in the waiting room, I think I get it. You send shocks to my ball, you check the signals that get sent to my brain, and you see if the two line up, right?"

"Exactly. Is someone here to help you get home after the procedure?"

"My wife, yeah."

"Great." The doctor held up another pair of wires, these two both connected to what looked like an elastic headband. She stretched out the ring of fabric and leaned forward to place it on Donu's head, lining it up so that the two wires touched against his temples. "Having some assistance is good. Most guys can still manage to walk if you give 'em a few minutes to recover after the test, but it's smart to be prepared."

"R-right."

"And just to confirm..." The dragoness picked up the two remaining wires, one red and one black, each ending in a sturdy-looking alligator clamp. "You haven't cum for at least a week, yes?"

"T-two weeks, yeah." Donu shivered, a bead of pre glistening at the end of his thick length. "My wife's been edging me ever since we scheduled this appointment."

"Fantastic. You know, all that pent-up cum REALLY helps conduct electricity -- it makes the test results much more accurate." She squeezed one of the alligator clamps, opening and closing its metal jaws. "In that case, I think we're good to go! Ready?"

Already wincing, the dragon male nodded.

The doctor smiled, hefting her patient's swollen plum in one hand. "Then let me just place this here--"

SQUISH.

Donu let out a tight, pained moan as the dragoness casually released the first clamp, the strong steel clip cutting across the center of his spunk-stuffed 'nad. He gripped the edge of the examination table with white knuckles as sharp metal teeth sunk into his tender nutmeat, nearly pinching the poor orb in two. A sharp, familiar, uniquely male agony tore through his gut.

"F-fuck," the male gasped, trembling in place. The strength of the clamp was right up there with some of his wife's most impassioned squeezes. It reminded him of the way she'd wring the cum out of his ball when she was riding his dick through shuddering orgasm after shuddering orgasm.

"That's one." The curvy doctor rotated Donu's distorted nut in her grip, turning it to expose another bulging bit of ballflesh. "Now see, if you still had both of your balls then we'd stick this second clamp on your OTHER nut, but since you've only got the one..."

SQUISHHHH.

"FUCK!" Donu croaked, doubling over as another clamp bisected his testicle length-wise, its jagged edges digging into the front and back of his only surviving nut. His well-edged cock gave a confused throb, firing a short blast of precum across the doctor's bare stomach. His legs kicked out involuntarily to either side of the nude female, instinctively trying to get away from whatever was crushing the life out of his nut.

"There we go! Nice to see you've got healthy reflexes, too." Releasing her patient's nearly-scrambled gonad, she instead turned her attention back to the small yellow box, taking care not to accidentally tug on any wires as she picked it back up. "Now, just to warn you -- the high voltage that flows through this thing might FEEL like your ball is getting fried, but don't worry, any lingering nutpain from the exam shouldn't last for more than a few days. Believe me, I've done this procedure hundreds of times on hundreds of guys, and it's perfectly safe. I'm not about to ruin your only nut!"

"GREAT," wheezed Donu, every muscle in his body taut with strain. GODS did his testicle feel ready to burst. The male tried to ignore flashbacks to doing Dragon's Pose on his wedding night, and the memory of his ball's departed twin disintegrating between his wife's toes. His cock drooled another thickened drop of precum, eager to spread his seed before he permanently lost the ability to reproduce.

"This little baby can tell me all SORTS of stuff about your nervous system and your testicular health. It takes about 5 minutes at max power to get an accurate reading, so just hang in there, alright?" The dragoness tapped a few buttons on the yellow box, making final preparations -- then reached out once more to wrap a hand around Donu's dick. She gave the twitching length an encouraging squeeze, rubbing her thumb against the underside of his cocktip. "And if you need something to look forward to, well, you're welcome to blow your load as soon as the exam is over. Hell, blow it across my tits if you want! Just make sure to hold it 'til then, or it'll throw off the whole reading and we'll have to schedule you for another exam next month."

"SURE THING," mewled the male, honestly wondering if his one fat nut would survive for a full 5 minutes. Technically, obliterating his manhood WOULD get rid of his over-sensitivity problem...

The doctor smiled down at him, feeling his rock-hard length throb in her hand. She took one more good look at the dragon's ready-to-pop testicle, squinting at it for a moment to ensure that it was securely clamped, then readied herself to press the 'ON' button. "Well then, here goes nothin'!"

BEEP!

bbbzzzZZZZZZZZZZZRTTTT!!

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"Mrs. Holstin?

A pear-shaped dragoness sat with her legs crossed, idly thumbing through a magazine...but she looked up at the sound of her name. "Yes, that's m--...oh!"

The semen-soaked doctor stood in the doorway, covered in what looked like a shotgun blast of pent-up cum. A thick splatter of white covered her from collarbone to belly button, dripping down her naked body and forming small puddles on the linoleum floor below. At her side stood Donu, wobbling on shaky legs, leaning heavily on the female as he fought to stay upright.

"H-hey hon," the male coughed, his voice a good octave higher than his usual sturdy baritone. He had one arm thrown across the doctor's back for support, and his other arm moved erratically back and forth between the doctor's bare hip and his own battered junk, as though he couldn't decide whether to cling to the physician for balance or clutch his own nutbag for protection. His tortured testicle hung low in its pouch, visibly pulsing and throbbing, as though a thousand volts were still coursing through it.

"Your husband's exam is finished," the doc continued. "Clean bill of health -- his nut and his nervous system both seem fine."

To Donu, 'fine' seemed like an odd choice of word to describe his testicle, given that it had just been crushed out of shape and then electrocuted for five minutes straight while he squealed his lungs out. But then again, he wasn't the one with a doctorate in testicular medicine.

"Oh that's SUCH a relief to hear." The dragoness quickly stepped forward, moving to help support her husband's weight from the other side. "Then have you figured out why he's been having so much trouble with his stamina recently?"

She shook her head, glancing down at her patient's well-abused orb. "No, I'm afraid not. The good news is, most over-sensitivity cases like this go away on their own -- whatever's going on, his body will probably figure it out sooner or later. I'd recommend giving him another month or two to recover, and then coming back in for some additional tests if you two continue to have issues."

"Oh. Okay." Donu's wife looked downwards at her partner's massively swollen gonad. "So does that mean I should...stop busting his ball for a couple of weeks, then?"

The doctor shook her head emphatically, a few droplets of cum sent flying by the motion. "Oh no no no, sorry, that's not what I meant -- keep on kicking! Keeping a consistent routine is the best thing you can do for him. Honestly, the most likely explanation for his over-sensitivity is that you're just getting better at kicking him in the ball, and his tolerance hasn't quite caught up yet."

"Ahhh, gotcha." She looked up at her husband with a grin. "Well then, we'll keep at it! No skipping leg day."

"Y-yup," groaned the beleaguered male. Already he could imagine the crisp SMACK...SMACK...SMACK of her foot repeatedly rocketing up into his nutsac. "Sounds...sounds great."

"Glad to hear it." The doctor slipped her shoulder out from under Donu, taking care not to knock him off balance. "Well, if you two will excuse me -- I've got another patient waiting, and I should probably rinse the cum off my tits before I go see him."

The dragoness gave an appreciative nod. "Ha, fair enough. Thanks for all your help!" Turning to her attention to her husband, the naked female traced a finger down his still-hard length...then reached down to wrap her claws around his lone 'nad, holding it tight in a possessive grip. "Gods, I'm so glad it's not anything more serious. Now then, what do you say we get you home and see if you've got any semen left in here for ME, hm?"

Donu stumbled sideways, leaning hard on his wife. He shuddered against her body...but his cock DID give an eager throb. "Yes dear," croaked the busted male -- and with that, the two lovebirds began to slowly shuffle home.