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"Mr. Wheat? The doctor will see you now," the nurse spoke as she stepped into the lobby.

With a bit of unease the pig in question rose to his feet and shuffled out of the lobby. It took some time and effort but soon Hal made his way into the doctor's office. The beagle looked at him and smiled.

"Hello, Mr. Wheat," the doctor, Dr. Willow, greeted.

"Ah, p-please call me Hal," the swine obliged, still being polite through his pain.

The doctor noticed this and his smile faded into a look of concern. Joining the pig's side, he helped Hal get up on the examination table. Hal gave a heavy sigh and hissed again in pain as he shifted his legs.

"Now, tell me what the problem is," Willow said, still wearing a look of concern on his muzzle.

Any other time Hal would have tried to beat around the bush about what was ailing him but the pain had become too great. Now was the time to be brief and curt. "It's pain, doc. Pain in my balls. They hurt real bad... Started this morning..."

The beagle's eyes widened but he quickly collected himself and took a deep breath. He went to the counter and slipped on a pair of gloves. "Alright," Willow said with a firm look on his face. "Let me take a look." Together, Willow and Hal worked together to undo his belt, slipping his pants and underwear down his legs. Willow could see why the pig was feeling discomfort, the balls in question were huge, dangling between the thick pair of legs.

Carefully, Willow reached down to touch them. Doing so made Hal wince and the beagle eased his grip but still touched and felt at the fat orbs. Sure, porcines were known for their large packages but these were much larger than the more well endowed species'. As he touched and prodded at the heavy sac the pig's corkscrew shaped cock slipped from his sheath and dripped clear fluids from the thin tip. Hal blushed at this but he was more concerned about making the pain go away.

Willow continued to feel at the orbs, making a small humming sound. He clicked his tongue and looked up at Hal. "Tell me, so say this happened last night? What exactly were you doing last night?"

Hal blushed again but he figured it was best to tell it all so he could he helped. "Well, it was late at night and I figured I would get a wank in before I turned in... But I kinda... Fell asleep before I could finish..."

"I see..." Willow said curtly. Taking that into account, the canine felt around a bit more. The pressure on the balls got another squirt of pre. It came out as a strong jet that squirted onto the tilted floor below.

"I think I know the source of your problem," the doctor said, easing his paws from the heavy sack. "It seems that you being unable to...finish have caused a negative reaction. Basically, the you have a severe case of blueballs. Your species is known for how much you're able to ejaculate. But since you never finished you're body had to hold off ejaculate it was preparing to expel."

"S-so what do I do about it?" Hal asked.

"It's simple..." Willow spoke. He turned around, taking off his gloves, throwing them away and stepping towards the supply closet. The beagle rummaged around in there and he came out with two items. The first was a thin packet and the other was a green bucket. "Hmm, we usually use this for vomit... But it'll have to do." He went to the counter and grabbed another pair of gloves.

"All I have to do is 'stimulate' your genitals and get all that backup out of you. Once we're finished with that I'll prescribe you something for the pain and swelling," Willow spoke plainly, snapping the gloves on his paws just like before.

Hal just nodded. As much as it was awkward, knowing he was about to be stroked and pawed at by another male. But if it made his pain go away he willing to endure it for the sake of his health...

Willow ripped open the packet and squeezed the substance inside on his palm. He rubbed it in his paws and stepped closer to the pig. He aimed the bucked below the swine and carefully extended his paw. With one paw he gently rubbed at the swollen pair and with the lubed paw the beagle took hold of the leaking cock. The simple touch was enough to get the pig to bite his lip and grip the table. From his tip came another jet of precum that was aimed into the tall bucket below.

Carefully, Willow rubbed at the swollen balls in a steady motion, working the orbs. His goal was to get them churning so they could expel the seed that was causing all the buildup. Warmth spread through Hal's balls and more pre spurt into the bucket. So far, Willow just kept a grip on the spurting tip. But the warmth coming from the pink sack let him know that things were starting to move again. Slowly, Willow slipped his fingers down the length before drawing them back up. He repeated these motions in a steady rhythm.

Hal panted and continued to grip at the table. The pain in his balls eased and instead was replaced with a pressure of sorts. He could feel the seed sloshing within the twin orbs, desperately trying to eject all the fluid overfilling them.

"You must make sure to ejaculate often or this will happen again. If this can happen in one night imagine what it would be like if you allowed more time from them to swell like this..." Willow advised, keeping his eyes on his paws. He was juggling his attention on the moving of his paw and the periodically spurting tip. To Hal it was just him being jerked off. But Willow had a calculated method, pressing the balls in the right place to squeeze out the preejaculate. It was clear that doing so was easing the pain that the swine was feeling before. But there wasn't much precum left in the orbs. Soon all that would be left is the load from last night and the load that formed overnight to replace what shouldn't have been there...

Another press and tug milked the last spurt of pre from the pig. Hal gave a pleasured sigh, being relieved fully of his pain. How all he felt was the slicked fingers and the gentle rubbing of his balls.

"I just wanted to warn you: I'm about to make you cum before your testes form anymore..."

Hal wondered how someone could do something like that. Willow pressed his thumb in a certain area and gave it a small twist. In an instant, Hal's mind went blank. All he could do was snort and drool as the strongest orgasm he ever felt was forced out of him. The beagle tugged at the tip, aiming it at the bucket. He did it just in time as a thick flow of cum came from the flexing tip. It was if someone had broken the nozzle on the backyard garden faucet. Though Willow was impressed, he continued to be professional, pressing the balls in more specific places and tugging at the tip.

From the tip came a cascade of cum. The cloudy substance gushed forth and dropped into the bucket below, filling it up a considerable amount. The cumming pig couldn't even think straight as his balls were literally drained, actually starting to deflate a little bit. The orgasm died down and the flow of seed ceased. Hal sighed and looked down at the bucket. A full five inches of the tall bucket was filled with warm seed. The pig thought that was the end of it but Willow kept a hold on his cock and gave it a few more strokes and gave his sack more strategic presses.

"Now I have to remove the ejaculate from his morning..."

Before Hal could say anything Willow started to jerk at the cock at a faster pace than before. It only took a few tugs to get Hal to wince and hiss through his teeth as he came again. This load came out at a slower rate than the first. Waves of bliss radiated through his body as his cock pulsed. Each individual pulse shook his being, sending more pleasure through his body. Spurt after spurt of cum came from his tip at a rate that he couldn't have controlled if he tried. Willow gave the curled cock a few more tugs, milking another cascade of seed from the swine. Soon the climax ended in a steady drip before it was over. Willow let go of the now soft shaft and slipped the gloves off. He took hold of the bucket and moved it to the side.

"If it is okay with you we can get this donated to a local bank. You'll be paid for the amount, of course," Willow said plainly.

"Uh... Sure," Hal panted. He looked down to his balls to see that they were back to normal size. The pain was no longer there and all he felt was that wonderful afterglow. Willow allowed him to stay there while he went out to fill out the proper prescriptions. In the back of his mind the beagle had a feeling he would see the pig again soon.