35 comments/ 81495 views/ 49 favorites Size Does Mother By: copywritersdesire Caring sizequeen mother takes her son to sizequeen doctor. Apparently, the whole world in this story is made of extremely demanding sizequeens who will never be satisfied even with a huge dick. Get ready for some SPH and taboos being broken. This story is fictional and all the characters are of legal age. ***** Yesterday was my 18th birthday. Today is the day of my last doctor's checkup with my mom. It has been embarrassing for quite some time to have her there every visit. She is so caring and protective, but... I think you see my point. So I was taking shower being in a positive mood, when I heard knocking on the bathroom's door. "Tommy, you ready?" "In a minute, mom." "Okay sweetheart. Don't be late, please. I wanted to talk to you about something..." "Can't you wait till I'm done? It'll be five minutes," maybe just four, I thought. I haven't jerked off in couple days, so I needed some me-time. "I want to talk about your father..." oh god, there we go. It's been five years, mom... I get it, you are sad, but right now I am in the middle of something! "He suffered from a condition," she continued. "I know mom, that's why he died..." "No, I mean other than that. His mom found out when he was your age. She got him treated and he was much better when we got to know each other, but... I don't want you to suffer the same way he suffered. I just need to know, if there's everything okay with you." "Aww, mom. I understand you are worried, but I'm eighteen now. I can take care of myself. I can assure you, I feel absolutely fine." "Well, it wasn't a condition, that hurts... It was... Um..." "Huh?" I couldn't hear her over the hissing shower. "His organ... His penis was too small." "What?!" I couldn't believe what I just heard, standing there with my 11" boner. I was quite proud of the size, to be honest. But why would my mother want to discuss penis size with her son? "He... He was only 10 inches long, Tommy. That's way too small to satisfy a healthy woman. Now, I have to ask you this question. Oh god, I can't believe this... Is everything okay with you? Down there?" I didn't know what to say to her... I felt uncomfortable sharing this piece of information with my mother. "I'm... I'm 11 inches." "Oh Tommy..." I heard the relief through the bathroom door, "It's not that small, but we have to go to see the doctor anyway. And how long is it when... When you are... Excited?" Wait a second... Not that small? "What do you mean? It is 11 inches when erect." "Tommy?! I am going in this minute. And you better be joking right now!" she stormed through the door, I could barely put my hands over my crotch. "The hands," she ordered in a bossy tone. "Oh my god, Tommy..." she covered her mouth in despair "Oh god, Tommy, I'm so sorry... Mommy will take care of everything. I won't let you embarrass yourself with this size... Get dressed, we are going to the doctor's office and I'll get you treated." I just stood there as she ran out of the bathroom. I was under a warm shower but I froze there. My father was 10 inches when soft? And his mother got him treated for having a small penis? Is this some kind of a weird dream? Mom's aggressive honking woke me up. She was in the car already. I have to rush. The wank has to wait, I couldn't focus anyway... -- We arrived to the doctor's office. My mother was stressed and seemed in a hurry. There were many people in the waiting room. They seemed like couples. Most of the men looked embarrassed. Wait a minute... She was prepared for this my whole life? Does my doctor cure small penises? But my cock is 11 inches! What's going on?! "We're here to see Dr. Jones. We have a small problem," she told to the nurse at the reception. All of the women in the waiting room shook their heads looking at me. What the fuck? "Of course. The doctor will see you right away, ma'am." -- "Welcome to your last checkup, young man. Hopefully, everything's okay and you can continue visiting me without your mother." My mom shook her head a bit, almost unnoticingly, and kept staring at the floor. "Oh," went the doctor seeing her reaction, "so it's that kind of problem. Okay Tommy, get behind the paper wall, get undressed and wait for me." As I started undressing, I heard the whisper. The doctor was lecturing my mom "I told you Sarah, this is not something that will go away. We have to treat it immediately." "I know, I thought he will grow up to be a healthy, fully developed man... I haven't thought it will be this bad..." "Okay, we knew, it will be underdeveloped. How small is it?" Sooner than my mother could respond, I shouted "I'm ready!" nervously. "Come here, sweety," said Ms. Jones. As I stepped out, she said: "Oh, Sarah. I am so sorry... Tommy, stand here, so your mother can see. She is still responsible for your development. Now..." she took out tape measure and measured my limp dick. "It's only 7,5 inches long when in soft state." "His father was only 10 and Tommy is even smaller!" my mother started sobbing, "I failed as a mother... Oh my... He will never satisfy a woman!" Ms. Jones tried to comfort my mom "It is small, Sarah, but we can try to cure him. He will never be fully developed, but we can make it bearable. There, there..." She turned to me. "Tommy, I need couple of other measurements. Firstly I need to know your erect size and then I'll need a semen sample. Is that okay, Sarah?" My mom nodded, drying her eyes with a napkin. "C'mon, young man. Get hard." "I'm sorry. It doesn't work that way. You're a doctor, you should know!" She looked at me with her eyebrows lifted. She opened the door to waiting room so all of the women could hear and started shouting at me: "You don't make rules here. You have a small, 7,5 inches soft cock, you don't have a say in this office. It's one of the smallest I have ever seen and I've seen plenty, trust me. There's waiting room full of women disappointed in guys like you, with their small penises. I feel sorry for your mother and for any woman you'll ever touch!" Then she closed the door and just switched to her normal professional tone. "Well Sarah, as you can see, this strategy usually works on the small ones. Let's measure you, Tommy." I have to admit, being humiliated for my penis size was arousing. Even when I don't feel like having a small one. That's weird, isn't it? "It's 11 inches when erect." Mom started sobbing again and hugged me: "I'm so sorry dear... I should've taken care of you better... You weren't supposed to be this small... But we will go through this together, I promise. We will get you treated. Right, doctor?" She turned to the doctor. Ms. Jones was standing there with her arms crossed, looking at my penis in doubt. I just can't stand this... "Mom, my penis definitely isn't small. Just look at it! It hangs between my knees! When erect, it's almost as long as your arm! Does nobody see it?" "Enough, Tommy! Stop hurting your mother. I need your semen sample. Get here while you're in hard state," she said, walking to the other side of her office. "Sarah, how would you describe the size of Tommy's testicles?" she asked with her face buried in a shelf full of measuring cups on the other side of the room. "I... I don't know..." "C'mon Sarah. Are they melon-sized? Fist sized?" "I would say... They are size of a... Grapefruit? Maybe?" she said and looked at me like I should confirm. "When is the last time Tommy masturbated?" "Excuse me?" Ms. Jones sighed and turned our way. "Sarah... You didn't know what was the size of your son's penis. You didn't know the size of his testicles and you don't know, when he masturbates. Sarah, are you even ashamed of his size? Do you want his penis to grow to at least 'below average' spectrum?" "Of course I do! I want him to have bigger penis no matter what!" "Then you should cooperate. Mothers with sons like yours know everything about the problem. You are a strong female figure for him, responsible for his development. You are in charge of his development. From now on, everything will be different. So... Should one liter beaker suffice?" Mom looked at me, I nodded. "Yes, that'll do." -- I was afraid to ask what's going to happen next. My mother and my doctor were standing there, dissapointed in the size of my cock. They were both in their mid-forties. My mom had long dark curly hair and a young face with lots of make-up on. She was one of those women who are able to put on make-up that makes them look like pin-up models. She never looked trashy even with a huge amounts of make-up on. She wears dark red lipstick on her full lips and long nails in matching color. That day she wore all black costume with a white blouse underneath. She is some sort of manager in a huge corporation. Nobody understands those job titles anymore. Half her day she fills up Excel sheets and the other half she overlooks people doing their sheets. Anyway, she looked bossy in her red high heels, short skirt and a slim figure. Her huge - and I mean HUGE - breasts were about to burst from that blouse. Ms Jones was wearing a long white lab-coat. She is a bit shorter than my mom. She is rocking platinum-blond hair in a bun. Her breasts were a lot smaller than my mom's but still quite obvious. She didn't wear much make-up, maybe just eyeliner. Her nails were much more conservative with a french manicure. But her fingers were slim and long and the way she held the long glass beaker... "Sarah, Tommy seems to be ready to go. I am going to give you a pair of these," she handed her latex gloves, "Please, proceed. I'll make notes." My mom's eyes almost popped out. "Excuse me, Jane?!" "Sarah, my nurse isn't here today and I have to make notes so I can find the best way to cure Tommy's condition. You'll have to measure him weekly, so you better get used to touching his underdeveloped penis. Now please, there are other small penises to cure. Could we get started?" Mom approached me. She told me in a quiet voice: "I'm doing this for you Tommy. You'll have a big penis, I promise. This is necessary. Please forgive me..." She put the latex gloves on and touched my penis. I saw the hesitation in her face, but her touch was soft and caring. She caressed my 11" cock while the doctor was watching and taking notes, murmuring. "Subject suffers from underdeveloped penis. Length is 7,5" when flaccid. Subject is 11" long and 2" thick when erect." Doctor Jones fixed her glasses and continued. "Veins... One dominant, very visible, running on the right side... Sarah, please, pull the skin over." I am not circumsized, but you probably understood that. "Uncircumsized... Glans - normal shape, significant corona." Mom took a handful of thick lubricant and spread it over my cock. The doctor squatted. My penis was at her face level as she lifted my sack with her pen. Mom lifted my cock so doctor could see everything. "Testicles... Size of a grapefruit, should be able to produce up to 1000ml of semen. Quite heavy. Subject probably haven't ejaculated in three or four days." As my mom was slowly stroking my penis, the doctor sat at her desk. She crossed her legs and made a few more notes in her notebook. Then she took the beaker and drove her office chair to us. "Sarah, do you think you could finish this? I have another patient appointed in five minutes." "Tommy, would you mind if I speeded up a bit? Yeah?" "I... Uh... No, of course. Do what you have to." She turned up the pace and I just sighed... It felt like a dream. My mother is stroking my cock as my doctor watches us. Her long red nails... She was so skilled. Oh my god... Oh... "Mom... I... Think... I'm... I'm..." "Jane, quick, the beaker! I'll aim the penis, you stroke the shaft." Doctor took over and started jerking me right on the edge of the head. Mom stood behind me holding my penis with both hands - one hand on every side. If it wasn't hot as fuck, it would be almost funny - she was hugging me from behind, holding my cock with both hands at the base as my doctor was stroking it so they could get my semen sample... "I'm... Cumming! Ugh..." Oh boy... I started breathing heavily. Doctor Jones put the end of the beaker over my glans and continued jerking. Oh god... The sperm was so thick and those streaks were so huge... But to shot a liter of cum takes some time. "Tommy, look at you! You're a good boy, you're mommy's little boy. Hmmm... Yes, get it all out... We're almost at 300 mililiters! Do you have any more in there? Huh?" "Ugh... Yes... Yes I do..." I responded while panting heavily... Doctor kept stroking me and I was filling the beaker like crazy. I almost felt like a horse being milked just for the cum bucket. Mom continued encouraging me: "Yeah sweetheart... One day you'll be hung like a real man is supposed to be... Uh-huh... Give it all to mommy..." "We're almost done," said the doctor in a formal tone. The beaker was almost full and I was, in fact, running out of cum. "Okay Tommy, get dressed. Not here! Behind the paper wall! I need to speak to your mother." I took my clothes, got behind the wall. They were whispering but I was able to understand quite well. "He isn't aware of his problem... Sarah, he has one of the smallest penises this office has ever seen. And I used to treat your husband!" "Oh, Jane... I'm so sorry... Is there any hope for him? We will do anything. Anything, that helps him." "Well, this is a tough one... I would recommend visiting psychiatrist to help him accept that he has a small penis. After we solve the problem in his mind, we can treat the condition in his pants. What do you think?" "Okay. Anything to help him. Do you have any specific doctor in mind?" "Yes. Doctor Taylor. She is a psychiatrist, we cooperate quite a lot in cases like this. I'm warning you. This could get pretty messy. She has to break him mentally. He will suffer. But after that, we can re-start his development. Do I have your consent?" "Oh god... When I think about what Jim had to go through it makes me cry..." "I understand. This will hurt both of you. But it is necessary. You don't people to look at you as a mother who wasn't able to raise a fully developed man, do you?" "No... No, of course not. Please, arrange it so we can go see the doctor tomorrow." Size Does Mother Ch. 02 We arrived to the therapist's office. Please, let it be a reasonable person who ends this nonsense... "Come in!" The office was really nice with comfortable chairs, the whole room was toned in grey and beige. "Welcome. This must be Mrs. Novak and little Tommy, right?" "Yes. Thank you for having us on such short notice." "No need to thank me, it's my job to help families like yours. Now, please, show me where's the problem." "W-We thought dr. Jones told you about our problem," mom replied confused. Dr. Taylor crossed her arms and said: "Oh, she told me, don't worry. I need to see it." "Yeah, sure. Tommy, would you-" "No, madam. You do it. Take Tommy's pants off and lay his penis on the desk." "I can do it myself, doctor. I'm perfectly fine." I was really pissed. "You stay quiet, young man. I'm talking to your mother. Now, Mrs. Novak, please, proceed." My mom squatted, her head was at my waist level. She undid my pants, pulled down my underwear and took my soft penis to her cold, long-nailed hands. "Ow, you're so cold!" I sighed. "What, are you afraid it gets any smaller?" doctor laughed, "Please, put it here, so I can take a look." Mom led me to the desk by my dick and laid it there. It was mahagony, but it was even colder than my mom's hands. Dr. Taylor bent over the desk. I thought I'd get at least some view, but her boobs were really small... However, her butt was like two wiggly bubbles bouncing off each other. After a few seconds of thorough and close examination, she straightened her back. "Okay, Mrs. Novak. Tell me, did Tom suffer any genital injury during childhood?" "Not that I know of... None." "Hmmm... Was he malnutritioned during the developmental phase?" "Oh my god, no. His father died couple years ago, but I managed to provide for our family just fine." "Since you mentioned his father. Could Tom... Inherit this condition?" "Well, his father had also a small penis but it wasn't this bad. He got treated and was able to get to 'below average'." "What was his exact size?" "I don't feel comfortable sharing this in front of Tom... It could hurt him..." "Oh, believe me. He will be confronted with this kind of stuff all the time so he better get used to it." "Oh my... Well... He was, um... He was 10" when soft and 14" when erect. He was treated his whole life, but with little success. We even went to the doctor together. After numerous shots of growth hormones to his penis and testicles, he grew to 12" soft and 17" hard." "Must have been painful..." "He suffered a lot, yes..." "I mean for you, to deal with such a small penis." I scoffed. "Excuse me, young man?" uh-oh, doctor went straight to the bossy-tone "Is there something you would like to share with us? Because with your penis size, I would suggest you shut up and wait while the grown-ups finish talking." Then she turned to my mother. "One part of the therapy will be you humiliating Tom at home and another part will be professionals like me humiliating him in controlled environment. I'll come to visit you at your house from time to time, to observe how are you both doing at the first part. Now, Mrs. Novak, you'll be wearing this," the therapist handed my mom a 14" strapon, "this replica is the size of a soft average-sized penis. As you can see, it is very life-like, with a foreskin and testicles sized accordingly. They are roughly the size of a sweet melon. The replica is fully functional, you can make it erect..." and she pushed a button- "Woah... That was fast!" gasped my mom as the dildo sprung to its full 18" erect size. "Yes. And it also ejaculates. Obviously, I am not going to demonstrate that since it cums a lot and my office isn't prepared for such mess." "Wow, doctor... I really like what I see, but I fail to understand... How is this helping? And how do I wear it - in my pants? What about skirts? And most importantly - isn't it a bit below the average? And," she turned to me with a sympathetic grimace, "I'm sorry Tommy if this hurts you - but even if it's almost twice the size of Tommy's... Um... Penis... I had something else in mind for him once he grows." "Okay, Mrs. Novak, that's lot of questions. What did you have in mind in terms of size?" "Well, I'm not saying this one is small, but..." "It's not big either, I know. That's why it's average. And believe me, we'll all be happy, if Tom could grow to at least this size." "Aww, poor baby," she stroke my cheek. Dr. Anderssen continued: "And to answer your other questions - the reasoning behind you wearing fake penis at home is to intimidate and humiliate Tom. You need to compare the penises constantly. You will have to laugh at his size. You are well endowed, beautiful woman and you are his strong female figure. This makes you the perfect medium for this kind of therapy. Eventually, he gets that his penis is too small and useless - since his mom has a bigger one and is reminding him all the time. When he is mentally prepared, you can start the treatment with Dr. Taylor." "Woah... Um... And what about the controlled environment you mentioned?" asked my mom. "Come back next week, you'll see. And one more thing. Because of Tommy's penis size, I can't consider him a fully grown man. We are going to treat him like the baby he is. You are fully responsible for his development." "Understood." -- We got in the car and were headed home. I don't know what was more uncomfortable - the silence or idea of the days to come. As soon as we got home, mom went straight into her bedroom. I sat in the living room. I was numb. I couldn't believe what happened in past few days. Just couple days ago I was a happy guy jerking his cock in the shower and now I have to accept the fact that my penis is lacking in size. Apparently, I wouldn't be able to please a woman and my mother is dissapointed in my size. But she knows best, I guess... Oh god... Give me a fucking brake! Mom just entered the room wearing a short skirt and the god damn 14" strapon. It hung right below her knees. She sat in front of me, her legs wide open so the replica could freely hang between them. "Baby, there are going to be some new rules in this house." "Please mom, give me at least a day to process all of this..." "Nonsense! I wasted 18 years of your development, I am not going to waste even a minute more. As of now, you are going to walk around the house naked." "But m-" "Shush. Completely, so I can check on your progress. Now, dr. Anderssen suggested I mock you and laugh at you. I am not going to do that. I am going to reason with you and I am going to convince you, that your penis is too small." "Mom, I-" "And you are going to believe it, young man. I am not going to let you run around with just a half of this-" she grabbed her dick "-and this is still just an average one. Keep that in mind." I sighed... There was nothing I could do or say, I just had to get used to it. "Now take of your clothes so we can start talking like mother and son. Go on," she crossed her legs and the placed the replica on her thigh. I stood up and felt the blood rush to my crotch. I can't be naked and aroused in front of her! "What's wrong Tommy? You think I've never seen you before? Don't forget, you haven't grown that much since I used to wipe your bum, so..." she reached for my belt and undid it. She pulled my pants down and... "Oh my, Tommy, the therapy already started working? Oh baby, I am so happy for you..." And then she hugged me. I was too embarassed to tell her the truth. "No, mom... It's not working... It's... Uh..." She looked at me confused. Then it hit her. "Oh... Oh! It's... You're... You are getting... Excited? Wow, I'm so stupid... You are a young boy and you haven't masturbated in a long time... Please, go to your room and enjoy your personal time. Yes, please do. But leave the clothes here." I took all of the clothes off and left the room with my embarassing semi hard-on. I went straight to my room and turned the computer on. I immediately loaded up the porn site and started jacking off. Oh how I was looking forward for the relief... Suddenly I heard my mom's voice behind my back. "This is going to be a very important lesson." She stood there with her fully erect 18" strap-on. Size Does Mother Ch. 03 In an alternate reality, caring sizequeen mother tries to find help for her underdeveloped son. Well, underdeveloped... According to the mother and his doctor, his penis is small at 11" when erect. Is there a cure for him? Let's find out. The story, its characters and their sizes are pure fiction. ***** "Mom?! What the... This was supposed to be my private time!" "I said personal, not private. I respected your privacy for 18 years and it only put me to shame. From now on I am going to oversee everything you do and I'm going to use it in your therapy. You need to get better and this is going to help. Now please, continue," she said and pointed finger at my cock. The sight of her just staying there, in the blouse ready to burst from her ginormous breasts and with fake cock twice my size, only enraged my erection. "You, uh... You are going to watch me?" I asked. "Yup." "Would you mind to... To help me?" Oh-oh... "Have you lost your mind? That is disgusting! I am your mother! I'm supposed to raise you and talk some sense into you, not giving you handjobs!" "I'm sorry... It's just... This is all really weird to me. I'm really sorry for what I said." "No, I'm sorry I yelled at you... Come here, honey," she invited me for a hug. It was all so bizarre. There was lesbian porn playing on my computer and my mother is hugging me and we both have boners... "Mom, our... Dongs... Are touching." "Oh," she let go off me, "that is not appropriate. Now, what are we looking at here?" she went closer to my computer. "Girl on girl? That is hot and both of those ladies are beautiful, but may I suggest something more... Educational?" My mom is going to search for porn for me to masturbate to... Incredible. "Please, be my guest," I said curiously. Then she started tapping the keyboard. "Huge tits, big cocks... There you go. Our first lesson can start. See any favourite faces?" "Not many faces, but these are my favourite... Breasts." "Tommy, don't worry about the language. There should be no barriers between us. I am not going to hold back when talking about your size and you shouldn't hold back when talking about dirty stuff. Fair enough?" "Okay. In that case, I love the tits on this one." "Pretty big, huh?" "Yeah, definitely..." "Now," she pushed the play button "do you see how big her partner is?" "He's huge..." "Let's check the description... He is... Exactly... 21" long. They don't mention the soft size, but I bet he is like 16 or 17 inches. Even his limp dick is much bigger than your hard one. Even mine can't compare with his. You see? That's why mine is average and his is huge. You know what? Let's pause the video." She stood up, tapped the screen and paused it at the moment the girl grabbed his shaft. "Let's see how big it really is. How many hands can you put on yours? I can put..." she put her left hand at the replica, her right hand next to it. Then she put the left next to the right and continued this way until she counted the length, "three pairs. And the head sticks out. How about you?" I counted three hands and the head was covered. "Remember this: women are entitled to any size they want. And the bigger their breasts are, the bigger penis they deserve. They have every right to ask for the perfect size." I looked at my mom's voluptuous tits and said: "Well, for you the guy better have a third leg..." She giggled. "Oh, stop it you... Let's continue watching the video. Shall we?" I tapped the play button and the porn continued. We both continued jerking our cocks. Mom was taking the slow approach. She was slowly stroking her cock all the way from the base to the head, caressing her testicles. I am more of a fast jerker, apparently. "Tommy, slow down a bit! Look at you, stroking that little 11 incher of yours. If you are going to be small AND fast, then you are lost completely. Enjoy yourself, give it some time... Yeah, that's right... Slow down... You see? How does it feel? Better, huh? Now tell me, where do you usually, uh... Finish?" "I go to my bathroom and jizz in the sink," I replied stroking slowly. "Okay, when you're close, just tell me and we will go together." "I think I kinda am..." "Okay Tommy, let's go." We both went to my bathroom. Mom said: "I am ready whenever you are. Okay?" "Okay mom," I said, breathing heavily, "here it goes!" Woah... Thick streams of semen spurted out of me. The orgasm was huge, I felt the waves of pleasure and all, but... That was nothing compared to mom's replica. She just pushed a button and even though my cum takes some time to come out, she stood there twice the time. She noticed me watching her... "Oh, dear... This is how much a real penis cums. You see? Those thick streams? That's what a grown woman wants from her lover. Another one! Yeah... This is what the doctor was talking about. I'm really sorry for you... You see, it's not easy even for the doctor. She is used to making big penises even bigger, not making small ones at least average." I gasped... "Honey... I know listening to these hurtful things isn't easy for you, but it's supposed to hurt." The white streams finally stopped. Then she clicked a button and her penis got soft. "Why... Why would anyone want to make big penis even bigger?" "Well, women are entitled to their preferences. And, generally speaking, bigger is better. There are many men that undergo penis enlarging procedures proactively, without their partner asking them to. Some even make it a birthday surprise or a christmas gift... I don't know a woman that wouldn't love this kind of surprise. No matter the size, making it bigger makes a woman happy. Every time." "And what about the testicles? Your replica has huge ones, and it cums buckets, too." "Of course, there are some women who enjoy being drenched in semen. But, while the penis size is mainly about woman's pleasure, big testicles are sign of a healthy man. Evolution programmed women to seek big testicles for quality genetic material and big penises for their pleasure. Men adapted by growing satisfactory equipment." "What about men like me? Or like dad?" "Most of men like you stay in therapy their whole life. The first step is getting to terms with your inferior size. Second step is trying as hard as possible to make it bigger. Even after years, most of the times the results aren't very satisfactory... If that is the case, then the third step comes." "And the third step is...?" "The third step is to cope with the fact your partner gets her pleasure with bigger men." "What do you mean by that?" "Woman who finds her man lacking in size has every right to engage in intimate activities with other men. Even during his therapy. That doesn't mean she doesn't love her husband. She just needs her sexual fullfillment." Something crossed my mind... "Did you do it?" "What?" "Were you engaging in intimacies with other men?" "Your father and I had and arrangement..." Suddenly I felt waves of anger going through my body. "Answer the question!" "He was so small, Tommy!" "So small? I am smaller than him!" I shouted. Mom sighed. "Yes darling... You are smaller than him..." "Oh my god... You said he was 17" after his therapy. That wasn't enough for you?! Jesus!" "It took him years to get there. His penis was only 10" soft when we first met! And even 17" isn't that much! What was I supposed to do? Live a life without orgasm? Honey... This is why I was so horrified when I found about your problem. This is going to be painful for both of us, but I'm going to get you cured." "Oh, painful for both of us, huh? Tell me again, how do you suffer while telling me about how is my dick small, huh? Because to me, it looks like you pretty much enjoy it." I saw a bit of sadness on moms face: "Trust me, I feel really bad about not being able to raise you into a fully grown man. And besides that, words aren't the only way I am going to have to hurt you. And trust me, I am NOT going to enjoy that..." What?!