A turn to the left he marched down the short road to Doctor Palmer's. It's not a long walk, and Paul finds the big old ramshackled barn like office empty. In the waiting room he walks hastily up to the counter and rings the bell. Nothing...so he rings it a second time, this time he heard a faint voice from far back in the building growl. "Hold your horse's damnit!" "I'm coming!" The door behind the counter opens and a old man step's out. "Ok ok so what's your trouble?" He asked looking paul over with faded old blue eye's.
"Ahem..I..Errr..have this..Ahem problem." Paul stammers.
"Yes...coming to the point...I can see that!" The old man growls. "I ...need your help.." "Oh?" The old vet asked starring hard at Paul. "With what?" "Uhum well...that is.." "I don't have time for time young man, when you figure out what you want come back but until then good day!" The old man turned to head back through the doorway. "I need your help with these!" Paul snarled jerking his pants down, at last to mad to be embarrassed. The old vet turned, his watery old eye's going wide as he noticed Pauls exposed groin.
"Come in the back." He said slowly as he moved to lock the front door flipping down the closed sign. Paul followed the vet back to a green painted room. "Up there." The old man said pointing to a shiny stainless steel operating table. Paul climbed up and sit on the table as the old vet wheeled a chair over and set down. To get a closer look at Paul loins, reach up with one gloved hand he fondled paul huge ball's. "Boar...by the look of them..penis too." He looking up at Paul. "I'm not going to ask how you came be these." "To honest...I got a pretty fair idea." Pauls eyes widen at that. "My question is what do you want me to do about it?"
Paul trembled, but looked the old man right in the eye's. "Take them off!" He whimpered. "Throught you might say that." The old man admitted. "So you have done this kind of thing before?" "Oh yes." the old man answered. "Ever so often one of you comes in here."