You get in front of the X-ray, and Sandra gets behind the lead shield, and prepares to give you the X-rays to stop your growth. You were happy the growth happened, but you didn't want to get any bigger. A flaccid 6 inch penis, and an erect 13 inch penis, you had no reason to complain.
Sandra begins writing things down, and then prepares the X-ray, when you hear some electrical noises.
"Crap." She says.
"What's wrong?" You ask.
"Nothing, this thing always messes up, it's really old." She says.
"Oh..." You say, worried.
"Don't worry, there is an emergency shut down, you'll be fine." She says, and you trust her words.
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