This ones is relatively short, and the story goes almost nowhere. It's just sexy stuff and follows a few hours after the last chapter left off. If you would like to read the medical evaluation the doctor gives Shepard, just google "fanfiction 10142464" or just look at my published stories. I plan on finishing a full, normal chapter soon. A kind reader offered some ideas and they're pretty good, so at least we know where we're going! Enjoy!

Shepard looked up at the clock, tapping his fingers against the rubber bench. The stop-starting whirring sound of The doctor's heavily modded omni tool splitting the silent ringing resounding around the small doctors office.

For security reasons the doctor remained nameless. She was a short asari, 5'4" and dressed in a stereotypical white lab coat. Her eyes were wide and innocent. Her lips cute and puffy. She looked young, at least in her 90's.

The office the doctor inhabited was minimal. A desk with a computer on it, a chair underneath that, a few shelves, a rubber bench and a strip lighting system patched around the corners was all the furnishings one could appreciate.

Shepard was dressed in a magnetic, disposable gown. And not moments before underwent a brisk full body scan and detailed brain scan. He lay back on the rubber bench he now sat on as the asari flew her omni-tool over his body, evaluating the condition of every inch of him. He sat back up 3 minutes later and awaited the doctors diagnosis.

2 minutes of silence later the doctor looked up at Shepard and spoke. "Alyndia mentioned an issue you had... I have a legal obligation to keep all personal medical information I gather in this room, in this room... She mentioned you had an issue with your penis... Considerable swelling, she said."

"She did, did she?" Shepard said reclining back onto his hands.

"She said it looked urgent. If you would like I can diagnose it for you. The program I use for my omni-tool deals with asari genitalia, not human. It get's confused. So I would need to use my expertise to diagnose you"

Shepard took a moment, weighing the downsides with the upside of a diagnosis for the odd condition his penis during sex. Does he want to just go showing his penis at everyone he ever meets? Even if it is to a doctor. The Samara situation was careless enough. Miranda was no concern, the high matriarch was definitely no concern, nothing was to come out about Shepard from either. But the doctor? A doctor he had never met? "Ok, I'd like a diagnosis... But everything is confidential. Nothing, not even my presence here is on the record."

"No, Shepard, this is nothing more than a favour... Now... I'm going to need a semen sample." The doctor held her arm out presenting him with a black tube about 6 inches long and 5.5 inches around.

"Need?" Shepard asked, looking at the doctor's hands holding the device.

"Need." she replied slowly growing tired of his prudishness.

"Please remove your gown."

Shepard pulled apart the magnetic strips around his neck and slid the gown off onto the floor, quickly covering his penis with both hands.

"Ok, Shepard, if you could wear this. Please." The doctor asked as if reading from a script.

Shepard took the black tube from her but before continuing any further, Shepard looked at the doctor with awkward eyes, suggesting she avert her gaze for the moment before he removed his left hand from his penis.

The doctor got the hint and turned away, scoffing at the suggestion. "I'm going to inspect it for swelling in a moment anyway, Shepard."

Oblivious to what was coming out of the doctors mouth, Shepard was trying to flop his penis inside the black, opaque tube. It hardly fit, he took his fingers and pressed his flaccid meat inside. Stuffing it in hard and deep and stretching the skin. It wasn't going to fit easily.

But Shepard managed to cram it in somehow.

With a rough estimation of how long it would take to fit the tube, the doctor asked with her back turned, "Ok, ready?"

"What's going to happen?"

The doctor pulled up her omni-tool and tapped away, "It's going to create a vacuum that increases in intensity over 30 seconds. Then it will summon a mass effect field around the head of your penis, erecting it and urging out the semen. The suction will pull it all out. As a service, if you like I can replenish your semen to capacity if after the process is over I deem it unharmful."

"Ok, lets get it over with." Shepard said, leaning back, on his elbows on the rubber bench, his plastic engulfed penis hanging heavy between his legs.

"3..." The doctor tapped her omni tool. "2... 1..."

Shepard bit his bottom lip in anticipation as he clenched his fists and held onto the bench.

The doctor flicked at her omni-tool and the device between his legs began to shake and tug on his length.

Very quickly the doctor realised - *Sigh* "Ok, Shepard, this isn't going to work." The doctor tapped at her omni-tool switching the milking device off.

"Goddess..." She whispered to herself. "You are free at any moment to decline, commander, but manual extraction is the next step"

"You want me to...?" Shepard waited for the doctor to turn around before he pointed at his right hand with his left, suggestively.

"If you could Shepard." she answered with ever growing disinterest. "And when you are about to ejaculate, please do so in this cup" the doctor leaned over and gave Shepard a big, shallow 10 ml cup.

Immediately after, Shepard yanked his penis from the milking device and slapped his shaft into his palm, the clapping sound grabbing the disinterested doctors attention from her omni-tool.

Shepard began by slowly stroking up the 5 inch flaccid shaft and tapping the tip with his thumb.

The doctors attention was owned, her fingers hovering, mid tap over her omni tool.

Shepard's gaze was caught up in his incrementally thickening penis when the doctor interrupted suddenly and to the surprise of even herself. "Shepa..." She paused to clear her throat, "...If you need any help, any at all, I'm here to assist in any way necessary!"

The doctor was gleaming an assuring smile into Shepard's eyes as he wielded his now 7 inch long, thick penis.

But when Shepard noticed the sight line of the doctor he jolted his hands over his member for cover.

"No, really Shepard, I'm going to need to inspect it soon anyway... It already seems... Yes, Shepard may I take a closer look?"

"Uuh... Yes." Shepard said swiftly moving his hands from over and under his penis, letting it flop down between his legs.

The doctor moved in closer, and in a moment of incredible in unprofessionalism, she knelt in front of him.

The doctor had never been so transfixed on a patient before. She slowly moved her hand in, towards the long, thick cock, her eyes hopelessly fixed on his length.

Her gloveless fingers eventually made contact with the tip of Shepard's cock, making it jump up and twitch.

The asari's eyes looked up at Shepard in a moment of awe. Her eyes wide and her 4 fingers grazing up and down his tip she broke the silence with a cough.

*cough* "Umm, yes... I mean... Yes, Shepard... I uuh, see the issue... I think. Are you able to get erect?" She asked with a cocked eyebrow, contacting Shepard's hefty, extended and thick, half-stiffened penis, with the tips of her fingers.

The doctor took the moment and wrapped her hand around the thick member and lifted it up, getting a good look at the underside of his shaft.

"Yes... I am" Shepard replied, leaning back on his elbows looking down at the kneeling doctor foundling his nearly stiff penis.

"Oh, wow!" She exclaimed. "There is a significant amount of throbbing in your penis." The lab-coated asari took her free hand and leant forward into Shepard, feeling his pulse from his neck.

"Yes." She said returning to her knelt position. "We need you erect... It's a rather unorthodox method, but it's necessary to monitor the intensity of your erection. And... Umm. Since your... big ol' dick..." The doctor immediately focused onto Shepard's expression, monitoring his reaction to her strategically worded yet immensely unprofessional comment. She smiled with some confidence to play what she had just said off as a jovial comment to make the situation easier to swallow. "... Broke the machine. I'm going to HAVE to do that by hand" the doctor sighed, "but of course you can elect not to go through this procedure."

Shepard reeled for a second or two, forming his response as quickly as possible. "Yes, I'll allow it." He replied, nodding with a firm expression.

"Ok, I'll return with the necessary equipment." The doctor finally released Shepard's throbbing penis from her increasingly sweaty grip and rose to her feet. She walked off behind a curtain and rummaged, loudly through her equipment and emerged again wielding a bottle labelled *lotion - HUMAN*, and an empty bottle with a hand written label stating *SPERM COLLECTION*.

The doctor placed only the empty bottle clumsily on the table and walked off again behind the curtain.

"So Shepard." She said, unbuttoning her trousers and opening the front to reveal her damp vagina. I noticed from what I felt, from what I saw, your ejaculation..." The doctor fished her tongue around and dribbled copious amounts of saliva onto her hand before she reached down to her increasingly wet pussy and dipped a finger in. "...should be quite large. Hence the bottle. Am I correct Shepard? Do you ejaculate large amounts?" As she awaited a response she pulled and tugged at her walls with her middle finger letting her juices smear and fall onto her hands.

Shepard composed himself again and formed the best answer he could. "I've noticed increased amounts of... Emission recently. Yes."

The doctor was rubbing her palm against her pussy slowly, letting large amounts of her juices cover her hands.

*STOP* the doctor shouted at herself in her mind! Before she got carried away, she knew how she was.

"Ok, then Shepard!" The doctor buttoned up her trousers and composed herself. She then proceeded to spit once more onto her hands creating a concoction of her spit and pussy juices.

The doctor grabbed the bottle of lotion and walked out from the cover of the curtain. "Got some lotion!" she said with a warm smile waving the bottle and her other drenched hand at him.

Shepard smiled back, and immediately regretted that decision.

The doctor picked up the empty bottle with her free hand and lightly stumbled on over to Shepard, her breathing quite deep.

"If you could lie back on the bench, Shepard." She said standing over him.

As Shepard prepared himself and lay back, the doctor rolled over a small metal table to rest the two bottles on.

"Ok!" She exclaimed rubbing her hands together, sloshing the liquids around between her palms and fingers mixing them further as she leant over Shepard's flat body and made contact with his still, heavy but not erect penis.

She dove straight into it, squeezing his shaft vigorously with her right hand and the tip with her left. Transferring her fluids into his cock with a deep massage.

It wasn't long before Shepard stiffened to steel, his veins protruded and it began contracting and expanding.

"Oh, wow, Shepard." the doctor nearly whispered, slowly pumping Shepard's cock with her right hand and massaging the bulbous, swollen tip with her left. "There is incredible throbbing, you are... Yes" the doctor looked down and moved her face in close to the heat emanating from his cock. "Yes, it's contracting and expanding roughly 4 millimetres every 2 seconds."

The doctor continued pumping with a firm grip up and down his shaft, savouring the feeling of his 7 inch thick, warm piece of meat in her hand.

With a perfect rhythm her juice smothered left hand squeezed the tip and twisted, every time causing Shepard's stomach to tense. Her right hand, with the same rhythm drove up the shaft twisting away from her and twisting back on the way down. It was a perfect combination at the perfect rhythm. The pleasure it caused Shepard was huge. His stomach tensed and his face was going red.

"Is something the matter, Shepard? You seem tense." She asked, her body bobbing up and down from the thumping movement of her hands.

Shepard took a moment to calm himself before he squeezed a sentence out through his tensed chest and neck. "No... I'm... Fine... Just trying... To control... My breathing! Ooooh!" Shepard couldn't help himself. He moaned and bucked his hips up under the pleasure of her masterfully moving hands.

"Hahaha!" The doctor giggled like a school girl." Don't worry yourself Shepard, in this kind of procedure I expect you to be..." She both stopped talking and stopped her hands from moving completely before she slammed her fist down his raging member and jiggled her connected index finger and thumb up and down the incredibly sensitive lip of his swollen head "...loud!" She pumped again "...and!" She took a longer pause this time before she re-clasped both hands around his shaft, under the lip of his head and suddenly pumped madly twisting her hands in opposite directions, pounding Shepard's balls with her left fist on the downward pump and smashing into the lip of his head and further up on the upward pump "...Brash!"

"OOOH, GOD!" Shepard yelled out into the room, causing a reactionary laugh from the overcome doctor.

She continued to pump away despite Shepard's hips best efforts to lunge her hands up off him.

"It's ok, Shepard, let yourself go!" The doctor said tirelessly pounding away. She shared a glance over to Shepard for a moment but quickly returned her eyes to his cock when she noticed the swollen issue.

It had reddened and saturated in colour. His balls a deep purple and contracted up tight.

"Oh, I see your issue Shepard!" The doctor said, still pumping away, bringing Shepard to a state of incomprehension. Through his moans she tried to speak over, she said, "I know what this is, Shepard, but I need to be sure, so I need you to test something else... So..." The doctor looked around at Shepard's body, regularly checking on his throbbing cock, she heard his moans and felt his meat throb her hands. She took 3 seconds of this before returning to her sentence with a new level of unprofessionalism.

"Cum! I need you to cum, Shepard!" The doctor somehow found more speed for her pumping. She caressed and massaged deeply with her fast moving hands.

"OOOH, UGGH!" Shepard cried out under the doctor. She focused more on his tip and spun her hand around on it, noticing the saturating in his cock.

"Yeah, I need you to cum!" She said again a little louder, pumping faster and faster, massaging deeper and deeper.

Without nearly enough warning, Shepard yelled, "I'M GOING TO CUM! OOOH GOD! UUGH!"

"OH!" the doctor squealed as she quickly let one had go and reached for the empty bottle. However under the stress of the situation she knocked it over onto the floor. At this moment, Shepard's stomach tensed up, his hips bucked and he groaned out loud.

Time was running short if the doctor was going to collect his semen when she shouted, "OH, fuck I'll fucking clean it off my FACE!" The doctor yelled as she leant 4 inches over his cock and returned her hand to Shepard and pumped. She took her left hand off his shaft and began squeezing his balls hard. She then quickly spat on her right hand and used it to pump the entire swollen tip and little bit of the shaft below it.

It was then, Shepard finally came. His balls contracted and his cock swelled before a gigantic spurt of well earned thick cum pushed through his shaft and flew out across the doctors looming face.

"Yes!" She said enthusiastically, as she squeezed the cum from his balls and pumped it out of his cock.

He spurted again and again, thick rope of cum after thick rope of cum across her face and didn't show any sign of stopping.

Shepard was moaning and yelling, he would even surprised himself from the sheer volume of cum he managed to produce if it weren't from the thick juicy cock the doctor was nearly incapacitating him through.

As long as he didn't stop cumming she didn't stop pumping. She squeezed the balls and massaged the head until finally the final 4 spurts flew out of his sensitive purple tip and smashed consecutively into her nose.

Shepard's member was beginning to soften. The doctor noticed there was some give in his meat. It throbbed with some less intensity, and a small amount of cum was dribbling out onto her hands.

Shepard's moans were also becoming less intense, he was relaxing and shutting his eyes.

"Wow." The doctor said, releasing Shepard's member in a cum, pussy juice, spit smothered state, and let it flop, heavily back down into the seat.

She took three steps back and brought up her omni tool, covering her face and operating it with quick fingers.

Shepard took 30 seconds of composure and heavy breathing before he sat up and spun around, dangling his legs off the bench. He looked up at the doctor's omni-tool, waiting for her to drop it and show her face.

Eventually she did. She dropped her arm, showing the mirror she was operating in her omni-tool and stared into Shepard's eyes.

Her face was utterly covered in soupy, white, cum. Her lips, her cheeks, her forehead, her nose, everything was slapped, rope after rope across her face.

*cough* but the doctor decided to continue as normal. "I will... Umm... I will collect the ejaculate from my face..." The doctor shut her mouth as a thick load dropped down past her lips onto her chin. "...And test that, but apart from that, rest of your evaluation is complete would you like a copy?"

"Yes, please, send it to my omni tool." Shepard replied, still breathing heavily.

The Asari doctor hummed in comprehension as she tapped away her her device, purposely inattentive to the human cum drenching her face and dripping onto her breasts.

Before she knew it, she looked up at Shepard half dressed and putting his shirt on. "Is that all?" Shepard asked confidently.

"That is all." The doctor replied through her cum lathered lips looking Shepard in the eyes with equal professionalism.

Shepard walked through the door and groaned heavily adjusting his trousers for his wet penis. He strolled through the hallway and back into Alyndia's bedroom to say his goodbyes and collect his armour.

Alyndia was sitting in the corner of the room at a round table, legs crossed, left hand propping up her face.

She was dressed in a skin tight pure dark purple, leather material, covering her neck to toe. Every millimetre of her, under her arms, under her breasts, between her bum cheeks, her toes, even the small curves of her vagina was caressed tightly by this unintentionally deeply erotic undergarment to her matriarchal clothing.

She got up and approached Shepard.

"So, my dear, what is the news?"

Shepard reached for his folded armour from the bedside table. "Thank you for appointing me your doctor, your majesty. I have to return to Omega, quickly. I left a squad mate in danger in favour of returning your daughter."

"Your health, Shepard." Her majesty, danced light on her feet, closer to the commander frantically collecting his equipment.

"My conditions are curable." He said robotically, reaching for his leg armour on the floor. When out of nowhere, like a swinging pendulum Alyndia's hand swung up and cupped Shepard's pounded sore, sizable package.

"I mean with this." She said loudly and slowed down to a whisper. The high Matriarch pressed herself up closer and rubbed her thick, dense breasts against Shepard's chest as she caressed his shaft and balls with her fingers through his trousers.

Shepard's expression tensed as the deep sore grinding feeling shot through his body. "Ah!... Umm, I'm not sure yet, but, umm, she's going to send the report to me soon, she's just processing the diagnosis."

"Wow, what on earth did she do to your cock? You're quite sensitive." The Matriarch giggled as her hand squeezed harder. "Haha! Well, ok. Hmm. Tell me about it as soon as you get the information! I don't want my cock damaged now do I?" The matriarch danced off into the room singing a happy tune.

"You're quite happy your highness." Shepard remarked with his boots and leg armour strapped on.

"Of course I'm happy! My daughter is safely returned and you gave me the best night of my life!" The matriarch stopped to theatrically press her breasts together. "Oh I can't wait to see my daughter! I saw her for an hour earlier, before she was taken from me again for a full medical evaluation... By my official doctor."

As Shepard began to latch up his chest armour the Matriarch asked, "How was my doctor? Did she treat you well?"

*Clears throat* "She did. She was very professional. Thank you." Shepard assured her.

"Professional..." Her highness repeated. "I paid her to teach my daughter about sex. I thought, what better person to teach, not the practicalities of sex, not technique, but the facts... She didn't do so well. Such a prude! I can tolerate a prude of any species, but not an asari. She wouldn't even touch a dildo! Can you believe that my love?"

Shepard finished clasping his chest place and spun around to see Alyndia dancing around, intimately and slowly cherishing her body. "Well.. You know, I'm human" Shepard smiled charmingly before he looked around for his helmet and forearm armour.

"Haha! I do suppose you CAN imagine that." She smiled lovingly back. "She wouldn't know what to do with a BIG, FAT, JUICY, COCK if you waved it in her face!" Aria stopped talking for effect and ran up to Shepard, holding his waist as she said. "But I do, don't I? Did I please you?"

Shepard struggled to wave his arms around Alyndia's form pressed against his, finishing off the latches on his forearms. "As you asked me earlier, your highness. You were incredible."

"The best?" She asked, widening her eyes and looking innocently up at him.

"The best. You're amazing." She said letting his arms fall to his side.

"As much as it pains me to come to terms with, you must leave, mustn't you?" Shepard nodded in reply. *Sigh* "You will return wont you? You must return. And soon."

Shepard took The matriarch's hand off his waist and leant in for a soft, slow kiss before leaving her, eyes shut for his helmet and weapons.

"I'll be back before you know it."