Scrotum Ballooning

It seems every male on Planet Earth is obsessed with penis size. Bruce , Leonard ,and Glenn sat around the kitchen table. Bruce boasted he had the greatest girth and length. I and the other wives smiled at the male ego. When asked about  my life partner I truthfully responded his penis is a full twelve inches placid 

Bruce called me on my claim. I responded I know because we measured his cock.  Bruce called me a liar until Vivian, his wife’s sister chimed in.I've been with Martha’s husband and he is exceptionality endowed. Bruce’s inquisitiveness would not move on. He had to ask about the width. I answered two inches. Having been made to feel inferior twice Bruce wanted to move on.

 The ladies joined the demand Bruce would answer the same questions. His wife was sworn to keep him truthful. It was revealed Bruce was typically normal. Vivian was open with the information she had been sexually active with Bruce, Glenn, and her sister April. This threesome was more information than I needed.

To ease the wounded pride of the men I suggested those who were interested should attend a scrotum ballooning party. I explained medical personnel would be present and those who were so inclined could have saline intravenous fluid injected or infused  into the scrotum . 

The Immediate response was “ Hell No! No one is coming anywhere  near my balls with a needle much less two possibly three needles. The apprehension subsided once the first male stood up, an eighteen. Year old came forward “ count me in. It is a simple iv solution to the nutsack. And Johnny waddles away with the best love package of every man there. Johnny called the others Bois . Pushing his decision to the boundaries John signed up for the glucose infusions.  The married men filed in behind the teenage adult.

After supper those wishing to experience the ballooning signed a consent form in addition to a release form voluntarily releasing the medical technicians and me from liability for any consequential infection .

Later that evening the men were taken one man at a time into the treatment area. The scrotum was cleaned thoroughly. Three medical disinfectants were sprayed on every exposed patch of skin in the scrotal regions. The technician disposed of the double lined ,double paired gloves.  Nursing assistant disinfected her hands before helping the technician into a new set of gloves. First came formal elbow length black surgical gloves. Then a pair of sterile examination gloves. As an added protection the procedure area was disinfected again. It was overkill, perhaps. I wasn't taking any chances. I wasn't sure where the other penises had been.

Let the infusions begin . A new IV bag and tubing was opened. The butterfly needles were removed from the sterile packages and slowly drawn through a fresh alcohol swab. As I previously said, I wasn't leaving any precaution not taken.

The technician examined the scrotum for veins. To best accomplish her task the technician illuminated the sac from beneath with a flashlight which was disinfected .  With the veins visible the tech gathered a very thin pinch of skin between the pads of two gloved fingers. Slowly she inserted the I.V needles and taped them securely in place.

 The frightening steps were behind them the men had to lay exposed to the room while the cold solution flowed at a metered rate from the bag to the scrotum. In two hours the ballooning is over.

The tech explains the signs of infection.  She or the assistant explains how to prevent infection. The release / discharge is signed and the man is out the door with his new modified package.