Making of Castrati

Boys with good singing voice had a great possibility to be castrated 2 hundred
years ago in Italy. Normally the operation was made in childhood or just
before the puberty at 7 to 12 years age. There were experienced barbers but
also surgeons who made the cut. Naturally the cruel operation was made without
anesthesia, because there were no methods to kill the pain. The barber had
2..3 helpers in his backroom.Before the operation the boy was asked to pee and
then he had some strong wine with honey to drink. The almost sleeping boy was
undressed naked and put into a hot bath.In the warm water the surgeon made the
first serious examination of the boys scrotum.He was naturally also interested
in his penis, which he examined throughly. He tried to pull the
long,uncircumcised foreskin back to expose the glans .Some boys had tight
foreskin or adhesions and it was good sign that the boy´s genitals are still
immature and it was the right point of time for the operation.This exa!

mination was done gently, without pain. .It was almost pleasant for the boy.
Surgeon stroked the soft skin of the scrotum and massaged the tiny testicles
to try how the scrotum was released.He examined carefully both testicles and
cords.He looks also for hernias.

When his scrotum was released and the testicles can be easy manipulated the

boy was tied with spread legs on the table. Then the barber took a sharp razor
in his right hand. With his left hand he cupped the testicles and weighted the

boys virgin balls. The barber then took both testicles between his forefinger
and thumb. He pressed the testicle gently so that the skin of the sac was
tense and shiny. The barber made quickly two incision a 3/4 inch long on the
sac's skin and opened the sac.In this time the boy started to cry because the
pain was sharp.The surgeon pressed the first testicle out from the wound,
bounded the cord and released the testicle from the cord.In this moment the
pain was culminated and one helper tried to calm the crying boy. The same
procedure was followed on the other side. Two bleeding wounds appeared on the
empty sac.The wounds were bandaged and the boy attended for some days.

This period of history was cruel and only small part of the mutilated boys was
succesfull,but hundreds of the boys were mutilated.


Gladiators - Part IV

GAY, WARNING, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES, snuff

Summary: Cllaudius thinks his final victory is the end of his glaiator contest, but Nero decides otherwise. In a horrible conclusion the final contest destroys both combatants who are de-cocked and nutted!

` GLADIATORS IV: the final trial `

Claudius was hyper-excited. He had won all of his contests and was now
standing before Nero to get his reward: access to anyone he wanted for sex and
freedom from further contests in the arena. But his young masculine sexuality
betrayed him. As he stood with his legs spread apart before the Emperor, his
big cock remained semi-hard, the huge glans peeking from its foreskin
covering; his lemon-sized balls hanging pendulous from his crotch. It was too
much for the lust-crazed Emperor to withstand.

“You have proved brave and victorious,” Nero spoke. “However there is one
final challenge for you to pass, which will place your very manhood at risk.
Against an adversary which I will choose you will do final battle to the
death. This final game will not involve any armor or weapons. You will engage
in mortal combat with only your teeth as your weapon against you opponent.
Your hands will be tied behind your back, as will your opponent’s, and you
will go for each other’s vital organs with your teeth alone. Just to aid you,
sharp metal fangs will be inserted over your teeth. The one managing to un-man
the other will be declared the winner; the other—well he will have no further
use to us…”

Claudius’s eyes went wide with horror and shock. Involuntarily, He put his
hands to his groin to protect his gonads. As he stood there in all his
masculine beauty, a door slid open and his opponent appeared. Like him, his
adversary was equally beautiful and well-endowed and almost unbelievably
large, thick cock flopped over and equally impressive set of balls, only
instead of hanging low in their sac, they were incased more tightly against
his crotch. “Damn!”, he thought, “this would give the other guy a significant
advantage at protecting his jewels.” But there was still his big, proud dick!

The two had their arms bound behind them. When both were on their knees facing
one another the signal was given and they lunged at each other. Claudius
gained the first advantage as he lunged forward, knocking Decimus, his
opponent, backward on his ass. Decimus, however recovered and flipped Claudius
over and went for his flaring nipples. He screamed as he felt the metal fangs
close upon his left tit. Demius bit down, HARD severing the nipple with a
single wrench of his head. In his agony, Claudius turned around and attacked
Demius between the legs. But this allowed Demius also access to HIS genitals
in a deadly 69 position. They went for each other in a frenzy of sex and
anger, each desperately trying to get his teeth in position to scissor off the
other’s sex organs.

Demius took advantage of Clausius’s low-hanging eggs, now flopping in their
loose bag. He snapped his metal fangs, nipping the bottom of Clausius’s sac.
With the smell of victory, he ripped open a small tear in Claudius’s
vulnerable skin bag. The sudden pain, and the horror of what was happening
caused an immediate response from Clausius. He jerked back involuntarily, and
made a forceful attack to Demius’s crotch, catching his flopping prick in mid
shaft. Immediately, Demius lost all interest in Claudius’s nut sac and fought
valiantly to save his huge cock. It was almost too late! Claudius’s metal
fangs tore into the engorged shaft biting out a circular section of the tough
fiberous shaft before Demius could fully escape. Blood shot out from the
wounded prick as he desperately tried to pull back his cock from the deadly
teeth. But that only served to put the head of his prick close to those sharp
fangs. Claudius pushed his mouth up and over the cock-tip, pulled back the
loose foreskin and sunk the fangs deep into the back of the glans just behind
the corona. Tasted the sweet taste of pulsing blood as his teeth began to
slice off the helmet-shaped head. In agony and terror, Demius felt his very
manhood being consumed as the sharp fangs dug into his flesh. With a twist of
his head. Claudius severed the bulging glans from the thick shaft and ground
it between his teeth savoring the thrill of partially de-cocking his opponent.

But Demius in his agony, was not finished. As he felt his own cock being
partially severed, He, too, lunged deep into Claudius’s crotch and went for
his dangling balls. He had the satisfaction of feeling the left testicle being
pulled into his gaping mouth. This time, it was not only the bag, but the
testicle itself that suffered the devastating attack. Demius’s mouth snapped
shut, sending the sharp fangs directly into the testicle, biting it in half.
Claudius would never be whole! He could feel his sex being destroyed as Demius
drew the remaining half of his nut into his mouth so that his teeth could
complete their gristly work. He suffered white heat as he felt those fangs
scissor across the vessels, cords and muscles holding his precious gonad to
his crotch. The fragile filaments were sliced in two and his testicle fell
free into Demius’s mouth. With a feeling of great fulfillment, Demius ground
his molars against the severed egg and reduced it to mush.

The pair were now beyond rationality, each trying desperately to get the
other’s remaining family jewels into his gaping mouth. Claudius’s second nut
soon followed his first into Demius’s mouth where it was ground to bits.
Claudius nearly went mad with agony as he felt the second of his balls go.
“I’ll RUIN YOU, your son of a bitch,” he thought as he went desperately for
Demius’s tight, bulging sac. Pulling, sucking, biting, Claudius drew the
entire bag into his mouth and began the slow destruction of Demius’s stones.
Demius felt the terrible pressure on his treasures as Claudius bit down again
and again, smashing his balls to mush and then, with an ultimate finality,
tearing them off his crotch. It had taken him a few moments to fully chew the
emasculated testicles before he could swallow them, but swallow them he did,
and with them went Demius’s manhood. It was almost anti-climatic when Claudius
finished him off. His whole cock was seized by Claudius’s mouth and neatly
severed from his crotch as he slid the vicious metal fangs across the tough
flesh. Demius was screaming continuously now in agony as his prick was being
chewed to bits.

But there were to be no winner in this match! In his death throes, Demius
caught Claudius’s dangling dick and finished it off: First the handsome glans
was torn apart, then the shaft was severed half-way down, leaving Clausius
with only a short stub of his once magnificent cock.

The two were slowly dying as Nero looked down at the stricken pair. “Well
done, faithful warriors,” he smiled, feeling his own huge nuts and rock-hard
cock. “Now, who’s next?”

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Hustling Part II

Summary: Patrick, a hustler, has just been confronted with his own emasculation, at the home of a "client".

"Why, you say?" he asked retorically. "Well, Patrick, I'm obviously a bit of a
pervert, and I've always toyed with the idea of using my surgical skills to
make some of my fantasies a reality. I've always fantasized about turning a
genuine top, someone like yourself, into a total bottom. Sure, I've tried
taking so-called tops up the ass over the years, and many of them really got
into it. But I've always wanted to take it to the extreme. What if the top was
forced into bottoming for the rest of his life? What if he no longer had a
dick and balls? What if his only sexual instruments were his ass and his
mouth? Then he'd have no choice, but for the rest of his life to be a total
bottom-- a total, complete irrevocable change. And I'd know that I'd been the
one who changed him. That thought, Patrick, made my dick strain in my pants
until I couldn't stand it anymore."

"Then I saw your ad. And I just had a feeling about you. So I gave a couple of
friends some cash, had them call you. Sure enough. They raved, and said you
were quite a good fuck, and seemed to be the real thing."

During his little speech, I was just sobbing and nodding my head no, no as he
talked. It didn't matter what this sick fucker said, what his reasons were. My
fucking dick was gone. Then I looked up and saw him coming at me with a
needle. I tried to squirm away and pleaded with him, but before I knew it, it
was in my hip and the plunger depressed.

"Patrick, this will help you calm down quite a bit. You're going to be here
with me for several weeks. I don't want you depressed and sobbing the entire
time. You'll spoil all my fun. Tomorrow, I'll start you on some mood
elevators, and of course some testosterone. But for tonight, you sleep." I
fell into a deep slumber as he stroked my hair.

When I eventually woke up, I was in a bed with a sheet over me. My arms were
strapped to something below the bed, but with enough room for me to move them.
I cautiously lifted the sheet. I was naked except for a bandage on my groin,
the catheter was still in, and it was hooked to a bag on the side of the bed.
As I came into full consciousness, I realized how odd I felt. I wasn't really
upset about my circumstances. I just felt hungry. "Hey Mr?" I called him a few
times, before he appeared at the doorway. "Could I get something to eat man?
I'm starved".

"Well, that's more like it-- for the record, you can call me Dr. Speakman. And
be generous with your use of the word, Sir. It will make life easier for you.
Understood? "Yes sir", I responded, surprised at my own compliance. "Oh, a
fast learner. We'll get along fine, boy". By the way, I've sent emails to your
friends and family from your email address, and let them know you're on fully
paid "work vacation" in the Bahamas, having the time of your life. It was
rather unexpected, but the money was too good for you to pass up. Don't worry,
I didnt' specify what the money was for, for those who don't know you hustle.
...This guy thought of everything.

He brought me food, let me watch television. That went on for a few days. He
must have been giving me something, a lot of shit probably. I felt good,
happy-- and stupidly, oddly indulgent of him and of my circumstances. I also
slept-- a lot, awake only 3 or 4 hours a day, I'd guess. On the 4th day, he
let me get up, and I walked some. Sore, but not to bad, I guess.

One day he came in, walked me down the hall to the room and to the table I'd
woke up on after the procedure, and proceeded to strap me down. Resistence
seemed silly to me. He began taking out my stitches, and the catheter,
explaining it all to me in some detail as he went. "You're healing up so
nicely Patrick. You won't even have much of a scar, and the hair is growing
back quickly too." "Now I'm not one of those men who enjoys shaving a nullo".
I think a nice thick, black bush of hair looks sexy over a pee hole". I like
my nullos muscular, masculine, blue collar-- all man in every way but one...
he laughed a bit to himself.

"What's a nullo?" I asked. "Oh, I'm sorry. A nullo is a term for a man who no
longer has his dick and balls-- like yourself. You could also be called a
eunuch, but eunuchs generally have their dicks, so thats not as descriptive,
is it?" "I guess not". "Nullo", I said to myself a few times. "I'm a nullo",
trying to get used to sound of it.

Gradually the routine changed to include workouts in his gym. He had
everything I could ask for-- except pants. I was kept naked, allowed only
workout shoes for the gym and wrist straps. Fuck, it was odd, working out
naked, watching myself in the mirrors. I'd squat and was unable to keep myself
from staring at my naked, empty crotch. It seemed odd to me, and I was
facincated by it. He must have been giving me some good roids, because in a
couple of weeks I showed progress, and looked better than I did before coming
here-- well my muscles did anyway.

To be continued. In part III, Patrick leans what being a total bottom means.

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The Visigoths Win the Battle

Summary: A brief monologue by a triumphant barbarian, describing what they do to the defeated Roman soldiers to ensure they won\'t have to fight them again.

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The battle was over, but it would be hours before we could rest. With the
surrender of the Romans, we had the laborious and grisly task of removing
their manhood. Almost a hundred grown men, proud men, were lined up before us.
These courageous warriors had been stripped naked, and forced to kneel on all
fours with their legs spread. We raped them, taking their manhood from them by
penetrating them as women - and taking their balls from them.

One by one, we worked our way down the line. Grab their balls firmly, force
entry, and fuck their asses as they blush in humiliation and pain. As we push
in and out of their bodies, we massage their testicles until they loosen and
can be pulled downwards low enough to be easily cut from them with a sharp
knife. The weight of a man's severed balls feels powerful in the palm of the
hand. I can almost feel the verility oozing out of them and flowing up my arm
as I destroy their warrior spirit. There are so many men to sodomize, we work
in shifts. Some men can perform repeatedly, but I take time to reload my vital
essences. Soon the field is littered with severed testicles as we permanantly
end each soldier's family line. I am entering the final soldier, and his balls
are large in my hand as I fondle them gently. They hang low and heavy, draped
by a large proud penis that is truly magnificent. The proud warrior lowers his
head as I thrust in and out of him. I pull his large seed sacks away from his
body, and with a trembling hand, I bring my knife through the small web of
flesh that holds his dearest organs to him and my semen shoots into his
bowels. We scream together, and for a moment a bond is made as he spills his
blood upon me and I spurt my essense into him. His nuts are heavy in my hand,
and I crush the mighty organs with all my might, emptying them as my own
finish emptying.

Finally, our work is done, and we wash our bloody hands as the Romans try to
quench the bleeding between their legs. Most of them will live to return to
their land, docile as sheep for the rest of their lives.

Our tribe instills fear in the hearts of the soldiers. But we know the
consequences should we one day be defeated. A price rests on each of hour
heads, and if taken alive, we would be subjected to a cruel public mutiliation
in the great colliseum. I can only imagine what the emporor would dream up as
a fitting punishment for our gelding of so many of their soldiers.

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Matron's Hunger. Part 2.

Summary: A Matrons hunger for castration.

` We followed Kate across the field to the sheds, running as fast as we could.
I felt a strange sort of excitment now. We crept in the back door and climbed
the wooden stairs to the loft as quitely as we could. Lying on our tummies we
were able to see down into the shed with it`s rows of pens containing the
pigs. We saw Kate`s dad, a farmhand, and Anne Taylor. She was an middle aged
woman who worked around the local farms. She was dirty looking and we all
usully kept away from her as we considered her a bit strange. `

The farmhand was a boy called Steve, who had worked for Kate`s dad for some
time. Kate`s dad , Fred, and the farmhand were hauling a hog out of one of the
pens. They dragged the animal across to an elevated device right underneath us
and lifted him on to it . The pig was then secured , on his back, with straps.
There was no chance of us being heard because the din was terrific. The pig
never stopped screaming. I could see now that it was a boy pig. I could see
it`s huge balls clearly now. I felt a strange sort of excitment now, I knew
something was going to happen. I did not know what, but something was going to
be done to the pig, something naughty. It was going to be done to him because
he was a boy pig. My face was flushed with excitment now. He was tied tied
down with his legs apart. His balls were exposed. It`s his balls, something is
going to be done to his balls. Kate mentioned a knife. Surely they are not
going to, to...... I could hardly breath , my heart pounding. I could feel
wetness between my legs now.

" It`s a boy pig " I said rather stupidly to Kate.

" Of course it`s a fucking boy pig" she whispered, only boy pigs get this done
to them, poor little fuckers. Anyway, he is not going to be a boy for much
longer. Look, she is starting to do him".

We peered over the edge. Mrs.Taylor was holding the pigs balls between the
fingers of one hand , squeezing tightly. In the other hand she held a scalpel.
Now I knew what was coming. She cut into the pigs testicle. He was screaming
now, screaming with the pain of it . The bloody stone was in her fingers now,
he trashed and screamed as she started to cut the cord that attached it to
him. My whole body convulsed, and I could feel the growing wetness between my
legs. I almost passed out. I could hear the screaming as she took his second
stone. I was exhausted by the time the last pig was done, utterly spent. I was
exhausted, but I had never felt so horny. I felt a little guilty, those poor
boy pigs had suffered the pain of castration, had screamed as their balls were
cut out, and I had enjoyed watching them being done. I had actually wanted
them to scream as the knife cut their testicles. The louder they screamed the
randier I had felt.

To be continued.

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Thecia’s Consultancy

Summary: This story is fiction and not for minors. Coal miners are ok though if they are old enough.THecia helps out.

Thecia’s Consultancy

My name is Thecia, I’m a 31 year old “Cutter.” I do my job well and I like it.
In my day job I’m an engineer.

Olivia, one of the slave owners that I work for on occasion called me through
“Digger’ for some advice.

She belonged to a small group of women who called themselves, “The Repair
Committee.”

Each was a mistress and each “owned” several slaves and each woman “owned” at
least one nutted slave.

Every hard core Mistress loves degrading men in every way that they can, these
women were no different.

I was invited to a meeting in a fashionable home in Fort Worth. I learned that
every one there was obsessed with deballing men. I like to do it, but I get
paid to cut and it’s almost always willing men.

I learned that this alliance had already castrated three men. The last one
almost died from the botched procedure, hence the reason for my summons.

The first man was entering a club in Dallas known for giving “happy endings”
to its clients. Laila, one of the women, was provocatively dressed and
approached the guy with an elated “Hi!” He bit, she told him that she was
going to a party and needed a date. She had him drive to a brand new house in
Grapevine, TX not too far from Dallas. The house was actually a new model home
and one of the women had stolen the keys. They entered and five women, each
with a drink in her hand, greeted them. The man took the drink that was
offered and was soon groggy from the drugs it contained.

Laila took him to a bedroom and told him that it was his lucky day. As Laila
undressed him she marveled at her luck in finding such a hung guy. He had a
great dick and huge balls. She sucked him off until great gobs of thick rich
cum filled her mouth. She swallowed every drop and smiled. Laila stepped aside
for Olivia who used her talented lips to get him hard again. The five women
used him until there wasn’t a drop of cum left in his depleted balls.

When the last of the women, Karen, had finished with him, Laila using a
serrated kitchen knife, crudely pulled his scrotum down as far as it would go
and sliced his whole nutsack off. Just before the knife did its work, he
partially awoke and realized that his balls were about to go. He strained for
all of his worth but the duct tape bindings held. Now it was too late, he saw
rather then felt his balls leave his body.

The women put the severed orbs and their sack in alcohol. They then drove him
to the Mercy Hospital and dropped him in the parking lot. A call to the
hospital got him the attention he needed.

Their second victim was leaving a bar in Irving, TX when Carolyn literally
bumped into him. She dropped her purse and the man helped her pick it up. From
that point it was easy. They used the same gambit, the party, and he gladly
took the first (drugged) drink that was offered to him. He had a much smaller
package and one of the women even suggested that they “throw him back.” But
that didn’t happen. The women reversed order so a different woman got the
fresh meat and others got sloppy seconds. His small nuts were hacked off in
the same way and also put in alcohol.

The third one was the problem. Laila was to be the bait for the second time.
The man was leaving a Wal-Mart in Grand Prairie, TX when she feigned car
trouble. He was about 6’ 3” and a muscled 250 lbs. When the car started she
asked him to a “party.” He said that he had to get back to his wife and kids
and couldn’t go. She pleaded, saying that she would make it up to him. Her
hand on his leg convinced him. Outside the house she unzipped his Levi’s,
popped an Altoid into her mouth and slipped her lips over his huge dick. When
he shot his big load she lost count at the seventh rope like spurt. She
thought, “This one’s a keeper.” Later inside the party each woman used this
huge dick until he was completely drained.

It was to be Karen’s turn to make a steer out of a bull. Without hesitation,
she drew the sharp knife across the neck of his ball sack. It didn’t go
completely through and she had to saw it off. She was shaking and when the
warm sack full of big balls fell into her hands she fumbled and the nuts fell
out of the sack, rolled down his leg, across the sheets and made a soft
“thump” sound as each hit the hardwood floor. At the same moment they all
noticed that blood was not just seeping as in the last two men but spurting
out. They forced a towel into the wound and raced him to another hospital.
They later learned that he almost didn’t make it.

What they wanted from me was knowledge. They wanted me to teach them how to
nut a man successfully.

My first advice was to toss the alcohol and use formaldehyde. The Severed nuts
would rot in alcohol but they would last forever in formaldehyde.

I also told them to geographically spread their hobby out, they already had
the Dallas police in a tizzy over the bloody crime spree.

I agreed to do the next cutting for them. We drove to Abilene, TX, much
further away but still too close in my opinion. I put on my brassy blonde wig,
too much make up, a severe push-up bra and a pair of “fuck me” high heels. We
went to a pick-up bar called the Midnight Rodeo. Laila and I walked in and
were hit on by cowboys from every side. There were too many witnesses so we
left and returned at closing time.

A good looking, albeit drunk, 25 year guy bought us a drink and sat next to
me. Within five minutes we left with him in tow. We promised him a threesome
with both of us.

It was only a three minute drive to the Best Western Motel where we had
already rented a room and paid cash. We promised him a threesome and in the
end he got five women. The guy was in heaven, at least for a little while. He
greedily drank the offered cocktail with Digger’s potion in it.

Despite being drugged and drunk, he managed to pump out four good loads. I lay
in the bed, he pulled my thong off and went down on me, at the same time Laila
slid under his balls and began to blow him. The other three women slipped into
the room and began to caress him. By the time we were finished he had had his
dick wet in five women and had four completed blow jobs. He was exhausted. His
talented tongue had made me cum three or four times.

He showed alarm as we duct taped his wrists to the bed frame, but we assured
him that it was all in fun. We taped his legs and kept a piece of tape to put
across his mouth later. Karen straddled his face and lowered her (just fucked)
pussy down, as she did it she said, “Work out, cowboy.”

He almost didn’t notice us shaving his pubic hair. I taped his now spent dick
to his stomach. I massaged his nice balls and he didn’t make a move until the
scalpel cut into the side of his ball sack. He tried to scream but Karen
pressed her dripping pussy against his mouth. His right hand somehow escaped
from the binding and he punched Karen in the shoulder, knocking her off of the
bed. As he flailed with his free hand I grabbed his balls and squeezed for all
I was worth. That stopped him and he calmly allowed us to re-tape his wrist.

I showed the women how to slit the sack and tie off the cords and ducts there.
I popped each ball out of the sack and deftly snipped the cord bundle. The
first warm ball fell into my hand and the cowboy fainted. The second one
followed and each woman took turns ooing and awing the now dead nuts. I taught
the women how to sew the wounds and finish the job.

I did two more cuttings with them until I thought they could safely do it on
their own.

The group has cut over 20 sets so far and intends to do many more.

The following morning we drove back to Dallas. The five of us stopped at the
Iron Skillet Restaurant in Weatherford TX, three of us had short ribs of beef
(the daily special) and the rest had the other special, English style fish and
chips. We shared several pitchers of iced tea. I explained to the girls how,
in my experience, deballing makes you very hungry.

Respectfully Submitted

Thecia

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The Husband

Summary: The wife watches her husband lose his cock at close quarter and has a trophy to remember the event by.

Despite his groans of pain the man had already had a thick needle pushed
through the thick shaft of his hard penis, at about the mid-point of it's 8
inch length. The dominatrix had then continued to pull the needle through,
which was attached by nylon to a bar. The nylon was cut and the bar sat
through the penis. The neck chain was now attached to the eye holes at each
end of the bar and the wife was called forward.

The wife knelt and accepted the chain around her neck. She took her husband's
cock in her mouth and fellated it carefully so that it wasn't over too soon
for the watching group. After allowing the expectation to build and bringing
the crowd, wife and husband to a state of unbearable anticipation the
dominatrix simply said, "Do it".

The wife quickened her sucking but it didn't take much, her husband was in
such a state of excitement on hearing it was about to happen. The wife felt
her husband's sperm begin spurting into her mouth. For a second she closed her
eyes in contentment but quickly reminded herself to open them. The blade of
the guilloteen was already moving down as the dominatrix forced down the
handle of the hand operated device.

For a second the wife saw the blade above her husband's penis and then it went
slack and she involentarily sat back from her husband with his severed penis
sticking out from her mouth. She heard the distant groans of members of the
crowd as they came, her own moan as she climaxed and above it all the terrible
scream of her husband as the reality that his cock had been chopped off sank
in. Becoming more aware the wife looked at the round red sore where her
husband's cock had been and open mouthed, the chain went taught as his cock
fell and hung proudly around her neck.

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Dr. Jykl and Ms. Hyde

I was Dr. Jykl.  It was many years ago.  The mission of my life was t
o find the elixir of long life.  It turned out to be a dead end.  But
it did not matter.

I tried for years without success.  Then a break through.  A friend
of mine, Tina, was an archeologist.  She discovered an ancient city,
long disappeared.  She gave me a copy of an ancient manuscript by a
sorcerer.  The manuscript was mostly burned.  But one chapter gave a
very detail description of the formula.  The rest  were missing.
Tina found another sheet of paper a few feet away.  She believed that
it was the last page of the manuscript.  It was also burned.  Only
one sentence remained: "Although …, it was worth it."  Tina
recognized the writer too.  He was Impotec, one of the most famous
sorcerer of antiquity.  His power was legendary.

I lived and worked in an old mansion on the edge of the city.  It
gave me lots of room and privacy.  Tina was back from the dig.  After
several years out there, she wanted to enjoy city life a bit.  She
took a job in the university.  "I am tired of adventure.  I want to
enjoy a relaxing lifestyle before going back to the wild.  We will
get together from time to time. It’s like old time.  Too bad you are
not a girl.  Otherwise I will marry you and settle down."

It was hard to duplicate the formula.  Impotec’s sophistication was
amazing.  I failed four times before I finally succeeded.  It was
almost dusk when I had the elixir in my hand.  I wandered to the
window to look at the setting sun.  I loved the scene.  Should I
drink it?  Could I shrink from the dream I had been chasing all these
years?  Would it turn into a nightmare?  Impotec wrote that it was
worth it.  What was worth it?  He did not live forever. I drank the
potion.  It tasted slightly bitter, but exciting, like a strong
drink. I was very nervous, and was relieved to feel nothing. Tina
promised to stop by and have dinner.  She wanted to make sure that I
was all right.  I told her I would drink the potion as soon as I got
it.

It came gradually.  It started out light, almost a tinkling feeling.
But the pain grew stronger and stronger.  Was the potion poisonous?
Did Impotec suffer this pain as well?  Was it worth it for him?  I
struggle to go back to the bedroom, but collapsed on the hallway.  It
was totally dark when Tina let herself in.  She was very shocked.  I
was changing.  If she would have arrived half an hour later, she
would not have recognized me.  After putting me in bed, she went to
get help.  But I stopped her.  I could not bear being alone.

The pain was subsiding.  Tina was amazed.  She told me the potion
must be it.  She had no doubt.  Impotec really was the greatest
sorcerer of all time.  She let me go to the bathroom.  I had to take
a shower after that ordeal.  I was sweating like a runner in summer.
When I took off my gown, I was amazed too.  I had become a woman!
Tina held my big firm tits and said: "Now I will marry you. You have
the best of male and female.  After years of trying to get me in bed,
you will find out if I am worth your while."

Some of my manhood remained, all ten inches of it, in fact.  And the
balls.  It was wild.  The potion turned me into a beautiful woman
with cock and balls.  Tina did not hesitate.  She took off her dress
and joined me in the bathtub.  She had always been a daredevil. She
was not going to let this get away.  After hours of wild lovemaking,
we collapsed in my huge bed and slept soundly.

The next day we woke up late.  It was a shock and a huge
disappointment.  I changed back into a man.  Tina was flabbergast.
We stayed in the house, hardly talking or doing anything else.  The
surprise came at dusk.  I felt the pain just like the day before.
The transformation began again.  Half an hour after sunset, I was a
beautiful woman again!

It was a strange double life.  The day passed slowly.  I could not
wait for the transformation.  The nights were exciting.  She gave me
a new name: Bambi Hyde.  Tina and I were of the same size.  She
bought all my evening clothes for me.  And lingerie too.  She bought
only the sexiest dresses.  I was proud of my breasts.  I loved to
show them off.  But I did not want to wear anything that showed too
much leg.  I had long sexy legs (at night).  But I was afraid of
showing what lied between them as well.  My protest fell on deaf
ears.  Not only were the dresses revealing, they were the thinnest
she could find.  Tina was an exhibitionist through and through.  She
liked to make love in public places.  I was often scared, but went
along.  How can one, male or female, turn down a woman as sexy as
Tina?

We went to a club that Tina heard about through the grapevine.  It
was outside the city, in a very isolated place.  The building was at
least three hundred yards off the road, well hidden by tall trees.
The closest neighbor was at least two miles away.  Even with exact
instructions, we still missed the place twice.

When we got there, action was in full swing.  The bouncer was a
beautiful woman, obviously a bodybuilder.  Tina insisted on wearing
the smallest dresses.  Most swimsuits would not reveal nearly as
much.  As soon as we walked in, the smell of sex high our nostrils.
The sound of women in orgasm filled the air. Several gorgeous women
were slowly dancing and stripping on stage.  Dancing couples were all
over each other.  Well, it was more truthful to call them foreplaying
couples than dancing couples.  When we got used to the darkness of
the place, we did see many couples making love in the booths and
against the walls.  There were rooms for those who wanted more
privacy.  It was a swing club for women only.  Tina was in heaven.

We had our foreplay on the dance floor.  Tina pushed me against the
wall and kissed me hard.  Her hands were all over me.  I begged her
to go to a room.  She said no.  I begged her to go back to our booth.
She said she wanted to do it on the dance floor.  I had to settle for
the wall.  Our dresses were so short that she just had to pull down
our panties.  It was the first time I made love in front of other
people.  I had never been so afraid, and so excited.  It was the most
wonderful sex in my life.

Suddenly a woman screamed.  "That one is a man!!"  I looked.  She was
pointing at me.  In a second, we were surrounded.  Our dresses were
so short that everyone could see what’s underneath.  Someone pulled
Tina off me.  The bartender held Tina easily.  Several women pinned
me to the floor, holding my wrists and ankles.  Someone said: "His
make up is fantastic.  We better strip him to see how he does it.  I
don’t want another male getting in here."  She was answered by a
chorus of  "Yes" , "Do it" and "strip him".

Someone grabbed my dress and tore it off.  It was so thin.  I did not
wear a bra.  I had only stockings and garter belts on.  Several hands
grabbed my body.  Fingers pinched me.  Then a voice said: "She is
real.  Not a crossdresser."  There was a stunned silence.  Then a
confusion of voices debated what to do.  Quite a few of them wanted
to let me go.  Then a clear sweet voice called out, above the
discussion.  "No cock, no balls, no exception."  A few voices joined
the chant.  Then more and more. Someone cheered.  In a minute, there
was a  celebration mood in the club.  Then the clear sweet voice
called out again: "I will cut it off."  There was an explosion of
cheers and shouting.

The crowd parted.  She stepped forward like a goddess.  She was tall,
with a perfect body and long wavy brunette hair.  Her dress fitted
her perfectly.  It seemed to be painted on her.  She started to take
it off slowly and sexily.  She was performing a striptease just for
me.  In spite of my horror, my cock got hard again.  She took off
everything except her boots.  She held out her hand and someone
handed her a sharp knife.  She knelt down in front of me, between my
wide open legs.  Her breasts hanged down.  She swayed them slightly.
Then she grabbed my cock and cut it off with a stroke.  The balls
followed in three seconds.  I heard a frenzy of cheers and Tina’s
scream.  In a minute, I passed out.

I regained consciousness in a well lit room.  She was rearranging
something on the table.  I saw her back and her long blonde hair.
She heard me moving and turned.  I had never seen her before.  So I
said hi and was surprised that I still had my female voice in bright
sunlight.  She introduced herself.  "I am scorceress Ursular.  They
brought you here from the club.  Tina is all right, she will be here
in a couple of hours."  I pulled off the blanket.  I was naked and I
saw that I was still a woman.  Ursula was ready for my question.

"I am so surprised that you made Impotec’s potion.  I have a copy of
that book Tina found.  You can read it later.  The same thing
happened to him: male during the day, female at night.  Of course it
was a lot harder for him.  He was quite famous.  He was discovered
and was exiled.  He wandered for months.  He was exhausted when a
band of Amazon warriors found him just inside their border.  They
were so awed by the transformation that they took him to the queen.
She knew him by reputation and welcomed him as a guest with one
condition.  The ancient Amazon law must be honored.  The law was
clear: No cock, no balls, no exception.  Exhausted by wandering and
transformation, he agreed.  The queen’s doctor was going to castrate
him.  He requested a min-night castration.  He thought there was a
chance that the castration would stop the cycle.  It was better being
a woman in Amazonia than a man without cock or balls.  He remained a
woman.  So will you."

It was many years ago.  I am now Ms. Hyde.  I married Tina two months
after I lost my cock and balls.  Impotec was correct.  It was all
worth it.


Knalyi & Daniel

Summary: The \"Spiritwomon\" frees a young male from \"certain\" hell. This is a true story. I know both parties... I believe in non-judgmental loving and therefore I share this with those who struggle....

` In the west part of the city there exists a community of small black
churches, nursing homes, home-run daycares, small businesses and many
hardworking individuals. There is an underground network where certain
services are available. It is it's own well-kept secret and movement within
that circle is risky. `

I know a healer/intuitive named Knalyi. By day she is a nurse, working with
the elderly at a convalescent home. She dresses in native African-American
fashion- donning colorful dresses that swish, long-beaded dreadlocks and heavy
cuff jewelry. Her green/gold eyes add to the mystique and her sensuality. When
evening falls she is "Spiritwomon" - counseling, laying on of hands and
performing "procedures."

About six months ago, a friend of mine sent a young man to Knalyi for some
"counseling". He is about 27, slender black male, with learning disabilities.
His dilemma revolved around his inability to cope with the fact that he was
gay. His struggle came about because the church he attended preached against
that lifestyle with fire and brimstone and the certainty of going to hell.
Daniel is a gentle soul, with child-like innocence that charms the hardest of
hearts.

Daniel revealed his pain and shame to Knalyi, who listened with compassion as
she held his hand in hers. "Help me," he pleaded. Knalyi could do no less than
cry for this boy...and offered him a solution.

"Daniel,there is a way to remain pure and gain your place in the kingdom," she
softly said to him. "Miss Ni, I just want to go to heaven." Daniel wept. "I am
here. I am Spiritwomon,no?" she stated. "Yes, you are." he replied.

"You can attain a holy status, Daniel, if I take away your desire to do things
that keep you from the light." she offered. "I will cut out that which keeps
you from attaining the kingdom,"she went on. "Tell me, Miss Knalyi." he
pleaded. Knayli looked at him seriously. "Daniel, if I cut off your testicles,
you won't feel the temptation to do what is shaming you." "You will always be
you, but enlightened." Daniel's hands went straight to his crotch as if to
protect them. "I will not hurt you, Daniel and no one has to know. Your secret
is safe with me and your spirit will again soar," she plyed him. "Ok" he said
timidly. A time was set in the evening for the following week.

In the meantime,Knalyi had pilfered pads, medication, and other tools of the
trade from the convalescent home. She felt they owed her anyway, for all the
"extras" she had given the residents.

The week passed and Daniel rang the buzzer to her third-floor victorian
apartment. She answered him in a dazzling pink and gold get-up. They sat and
prayed together. Her Rwandan chanting filling the room, lulling Daniel into
acquiesence.

They walked to the basement where upon what was a ping-pong table,was now an
operating theatre. The laundry cart acted as a tray for her many instruments,
needles and other accoutrements.

She gently urged him to lie back onto the blanketed, padded table. Soft
chanting from a tape played for Daniel. She offered him some valium to relax
his nervous body. She turned around as he stripped and donned a pilfered
hospital gown.

She eased him into the restfulness by running her fingers along his cheeks and
hair. Knalyi injected his groin area with the proper anethestic. Covered in
scrubs and using the laundry tub to prepare for the operation, she blessed him
and offered a prayer to the deity of "opening the path.". She blessed the
scalpel as Daniel lay awaiting his resurrection.

Knalyi cut with the precision of a trained surgical nurse and removed the
testicles, preserving them in a nearby chosen jar. She cut away the sac for
the smoothest presentation she could give him. He only cried out once, at the
initial cut. Not sure he would heal. With love, she sutured him and curled
around his head soothing him with words of encouragement and sucure. "You are
loved Daniel, now love yourself, you are free and pure."

She waited two hours before she called his friend, Pilar to pick him up,
checking his blood pressure, his sutures, and providing pain-killers (also
pilfered) for the next few days and instructions on the healing process.
Daniel kissed her on the cheek and walked up the stairs to the waiting Pilar.
"You are Daniel, free from the lion's den", she whispered to him.

Epilogue: Daniel spent almost 2 months in the mental ward at the state
hospital. He had a breakdown. Knalyi lives with this guilt, and has moved on
to NY. The friend who recommended Daniel to Knalyi has told me that he came up
to her to say, "Miss B, I'm not gay anymore." A part of me thinks she knows
what Knayli did, but at this point, I have no words to back that up.

* * *


Two Marines Choose Castration

Summary: This is a short story with three parts whereas two Marines choose to be castrated by a Texas Ranch Hand out on a remote Texas Ranch outside of Dalls, Texas.

Two Marine Men Choose Castration

By Shawn of Texas
Part 1

Steve has gone to Texas to have his marine nuts removed and is waiting for
another ex marine to join the netting party. Finally Frank arrives from
Montana. For the last 2 days Steve has been regularly mounted in the ass by
Shawn. Steve walks a little funny as he has a sore hole from being mounted by
the Texas stud so much.

Frank arrives and Shawn makes introductions and says strip men. Both marines
hop to it. Steve admires the taller dark haired Frank. Admiring the studs
thick cock and hairy balls. Eyes back in your face Steve. Frank is a bottom
just like you and hes here for the same treatment. To have his marine nuts cut
out. Lets go men.

Shawn leads the 2 marines, cocks up and leaking out behind the barn. There is
a special hitching rail there. First you Steve. Steve walks over proudly and
bends his wide chest on to the rail. Spreading his legs wide. Steve’s fat
marine balls dangle down in the Texas heat. Shawn ties Steve’s hand down into
big iron rings driven deep into the earth. Steve just grunts as he his spread
wide and tied down. Then walks Steve around behind the bent marine and pulls
Steve’s legs wide as he ties his ankles off to more rings in the back. The
short marine is tied of and immobile, almost arrogant in his ropes. Like he is
saying come on cut my nuts I can take I am tough. I laugh and say out loud we
will see boy.

You next Frank. Frank jumps like he had been in a haze and covers his balls
with his big hands. I say not going to back out now man? No Sir Frank barks
and runs to the rail. Laying his thick wide chest on the bar. I walk in front
of the tall shaking marine, and quickly tie his hands. I pat him on the head
and say it will be okay. He looks deep into my eyes and says if you say so
Sir. I walk behind the bent stud and tie his legs off. Spreading him wide. His
hairy balls dangle so vulnerable in the heat.

I squat down behind Frank and pull my nut cutting knife out. Fondling his
swinging stud nuts. Suddenly Frank convulses with an orgasm. Shooting marine
seed all over the ground. I watch as he soaks the dry Texas soil with his
seed. Shame to cut this stud I whisper. And I move to the compact marine stud
bent over the rail. I lick a bit of man seed off my hand as I bend down.
Fondling Steve’s nut set. He arches his back giving me an even better view if
his harvestable man fruit. He says do it I can take it and I need to be a
gelding. You got it marine I bellow.

I switch the pocket knife for a scalpel and take Steve’s ball set in my hand.
The scalpel starts to cut into Steve’s scrotum. He too convulses with an
orgasm. Potent little stud I think. I had drained him as often as I had
mounted his marine ass and my cock was sore from use. I watch as he fertilizes
the ground under him.

* * *


show girl

Summary: i am abducted and forced into the role of a show girl and whore.Inorder to increase my suitability I am surgicaly converted into a woman.

` My name is julie. it used to be Jason but that was some years ago. One night
iwas druged by an atractive man in a bar and abducted to a small central A
merican country. I awoke to fined myself shakled in a tiny cage. `

From the first my captors,all highly masculin men,beat me savigly whenever i
showed the slightest resistance. I was raped at least daily and forced to wear
womens clothes.All of my facial and bodily hair was removed perminantly by
electrolsis.

Finaly i was taken to a place called "The Club". At the club are anumber of
former men like myself. Some are still whole but in chastity devices some have
lost one or both balls. A few have been forced to undergo compleate sex
changes. Thier are no real women at the club but thier are five dominant
volentery transvestites who are employed as overseers. They all carey whips or
paddles and are cruel bitches.They teach us dancing and how to act as
hostesses. We are allso taught how to please a man sexualy. On arrival i was
pierced just under the head of my penis and between the legs. a small padlock
was then inserted through both piercings. i was informed that this would
prevent any unathorised erections and keep my cock in place.

The routine of life at the club is simple and hard. We sleap in small cages
are awoken around mid day and made to get dressed and made up. We are
inspected and the slightest fault in our apearence is punished. On a typical
inspection i mighthave a crocked seam in one stocking costing me five strokes
of the cane on my ass and two aplications of the cattle prod to the same area.
To recieve this punishment i would be placed in a special stocks and the rest
of the"girls"lined up to view my punishment. On a typical day bettween five
and ten of us would recieve such punishment.

After inspection we would be forced to praptice our dance routines. Dance is a
tough art to master and the discplin is brutal. Our dance teacher is madam
Helga a cruel German drag queen who enjoys torturing us. She is an expert with
the whip and loves to whip our genitals in particular. One of her specialitys
is what she calls her "electric dance tutor". This is a millitary field
teliphone with bulldog clips atached to the out put. Whenever i or one of the
outher girles made a serious mistake on the dance floor Madam Helga would
conect the out put to our genitals and crank the `phone`s genarator. The pain
of even a few crancks is indiscribable.

In adition to dancing we had to serve drinks and have sex with the customers.
Many is the time that a spilt martini has cost me five lashes. It was as a
result of failing in my sexual duties after a few weeks at the club that i
lost my first ball. Having sucked an elderly customer to orgasum i was orderd
to rim him. i did as i was told but showed reluctance rather than the required
enthuasum. The custemer complained and after we closed i was given one hell of
a telling off in front of all the girls. My blood froze as i was told that i
was to be taken to the "clinic". The very name of the clinic was feard by us
all. I was blindfolded and transported in a van to a secluded building. Hear
were brutal male gards laughing about what would happen to me and some cold
looking doctors in white coats. The nurses did not seam very comforting as
they caried whips. Their build showed that they were all men in drag. i was
taken to the operating theatre and straped dowen to a staneless steel table.
"No anistethic for this bitch."Said the doctor. He then slit open my ball sack
and the membrane within it and fished out my right ball with his gloved
fingures. He clamped off the spermatic cord and simply sliced through .
Holding my severd testicle in front my face he said"Now maybe you will do as
you are told bitch." He then sutcherd my severd spermatic cord and stiched up
my scrotum. A day later i was back at the club serving drinks and sucking
cocks.

I tried hard to straghten out after that but had repeated trouble espcialy
with the dance routines. after about eighteen months my faults had added up to
a serious problem. Madem Helga was called into the manigers office to discuss
me she suggested a compleate sex change and the maniger agreed. I cried when i
was told but was informed that it was a management decision and that was
final.i was emdeatly placed on female hormones and after six months sent back
to the clinic. I was informed by the doctor that i would recieve no anstethic
for the removal of my one remainig ball. As before he opened up my sack. As he
cut the spermatic cord he told me"this is it. No more balls."

I remained at the clinic a week tied to a bed under the supervision of the
brutal nurses. After that i was taken back to the operating theatre and put
out. After anuther month i was returned to the club. Iwas made to stand under
the spotlight alone and do a strip tease. At the end i removed my g-string and
shomed my new cunt to the audience. The compare explaned to them how my ball
sack had been shaped into my new labia and my cunt lining made from the skin
of my cock. At the end of the evning thier was an auction and the winer got to
be the first to fuck my new cunt.

That was six years ago and my dancing has improved. My only hope is that a
regular who is not cruel will take a shine to me and have me as his woman.
Whatever happens my manhood is gone forever.

In adition to dancing

* * *


a new day 2

STRAIGHT, TESTICLES, Other: circumcison and dental

Summary: Ross enjoying the loss of his balls and remembering the past as he prepares for his circ.

Ross now 37 prepares for his last days with any male hormones.

Today is the day at the dentist.  Since all his male hormones are
being provided by synthetics he has found that his teeth are starting
to loosen.  When he and Julie were first married dental molds were
taken to prepare for the day all their teeth would be implants.
Today is their wedding anniversery.  A series of chemicals were laced
on there teeth.

The dentist asked Ross if he could feel anything.  Each time the
answer was no meant a tooth was removed.  At the end of the trip he
had 9 teeth left.  These would eventually be removed but not today.
It would be three months before they would come out and the implants
installed.  Julie was lucky all hers were replaced today.  He would
leave with a temp partial plate that could only be used at work and
when eating.  It was rather embarrassing 3 front top teeth and 6
bottom front for the next 3 months.  He new he could only work in
Florida and not go on any business trips or leave the country until
he could get the implants.

That night he remembered his youth.  The day he meet Julie when he
was in boarding school.  Since this countroled date was outside the
school he actually had to wear clothes for the first time,other than
mass, in public.

He was just under 6 feet tall when he was married.  His uncle was the
priest.  His older brother Jim was selected at birth to be a priest
and he assisted.  Jim was lucky on this hot day.  As he was going to
be a Priest he was cut at 8 days and did not have a foreskin sticking
to the glands creating an uncomfortable situtation.

When he was 28  the second hormone ball suddenly deflated.  This was
a great day.  He called Julie and asked her to call her sister to
schedule the circumcision.  Since he was to become clean in 30 days
he was given the week off from work.  They spent the week making love
at the beach and just looking at each other.  At the end of the week
erections stopped.  He was losing hair fast  At 21 he was at 95%.
When he was castrated it was at75%. Now it was at 40%.

Julie loved her husband and hated the fact he would be bald soon.
Yet as he started to loose body hair his head hair was growing back.
She looked at him.  Minimal hair on the legs none on the chest or
back and a thick almost blond bush with equal amount under arms.  Her
only complaint was the hair left on the sheets at night.  On the day
of the circ there was a small mat over the now 4 inch penis and
barely any onthe legs or under his arms.

The doctor walkedintothe office and placedsome gelon the foreskin.
He spoke to Ross and asked how the family was doing.  All was well
his youngest broter hadfour childn two sets of twins 3boys and a
girl.  Since he only had 35% of his hair at 20 he had to be castrated
early  his huge balls gone.  He had the largest set of all 8 boys as
well as the hairiest body.  Unfortunately he had to wait to loose the
hormones.

After the conversation the doctor removed the clamp on what was once
a long foreskin.  As he placed the sugical glue over the cut he
explained that in three weeks he could get hormones again.

For the next nine years he and his wife enjoyed playing wth the 6
inch cut cock.  But as the law stated this would have to end soon.
At 37 Ross was almost bald.  For some reason his hair loss was at
85%.  He was going to recieve the last dose of hormones.  This was a
quick release dose.  He now had more body hair and bigger erections
than ever before.  But 9 months before his 38th birthday the right
hormone ball deflated.  The shell quickly absorbed.  3 months later
the left ball did the same thing.  Yet there were enough hormones in
the body to keep the effects from being evident.

Ross and Julie weregoing to celebrate their aniversery with lots of
love and effection.  The dental implants were in early and the final
teeth removed.  It was difficult to eat while aiting or the
instalation of the teeth.  The gums had to settled after the final
teeth were removed.  The temp partials were also taken away.

The day at the dentist seemed to take forever.  Slowly each tooth was
put on the peg.  After the pain killers wore off satisfaction set
in.  No more cavities.

On the day of the aniversery they made love for  what would be the
last time.  Three hours ove fucking and sucking would be all that
Ross could handle.  The next morning there was no erection and most
of the hair on his chest and legs and back were on the sheets.  This
was sudden.

On his 41st birthday Ross woke up to find his penis now at 3 and 1/2
inches and a small thick patch going up just over an inch up the
pubic bone.  His back and chest were hair free and he had a light
peach fuzz on his legs and arms matching his ash brown hair.  The
only other hair was the mustach and enough for a light goatee.  Under
his arms was the same amount as when it first came in.

He looked at himself in the mirror and noticed that he now had 75% of
his original hair back on his head.  This was how he would spend the
next 45 years.

As Julie started to go through the change of life Ross was very
attentive.  He understood the hot flashes and the mood changes.  They
still shared the same bed until she died a few years later.  He was
given heavy hormones after an appropriate period of grief so he could
meet and marry again.  After six months of losing hair and having
erections again there was no need to continue with treatments.  He
spoke to his priest and was given permission to stop the treatments
since he had no desire to marry again.

When Ross retired at 60 he spent the next 36 years enjoying not
having to wear closthes, swimming in the surf and going to mass.  The
lack of hormones made him look like he was in his late 30's early
40's.  He enjoyed remaing firm and a bit of a tease till he died.
His last years with his wife were great just being friends without
the sex.

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Amy Forgets Her Lunch

STRAIGHT, PENECTOMY, NULLIFICATION, MINOR

Summary: Amy is in the 6th grade. In her society women have formally taken over the earth. Men are raised as crop to collect their semen and to harvest there cock and balls.

Amy is in the sixth grade. She goes to coral view elementary school. Every
morning she takes the bus to school with her two best friends Zoe and Claire.
This particular day Amy forgets her lunch at home. "Aww I forgot my lunch at
home." Zoee looks over to Amy, "Its ok you can have some of mine."

They arrive at the school and hurry to class. Their clasroom is an avarge
sized classroom, with a Chalkboard and about 25 seats in the center. Amy walks
over to her desk and the other two girls follow. She sits down and gets her
boooks ready. More girls come in to class and take their seats. Some walk out
to wait for the bell to ring.

Amy gets up and takes a stretch. Her stomach starts to growl and she turns her
head to face the far left cornor of the class. She walks over to a steel wall
that has 3 sections built in. eatch section has 2 large hole openings. She
stands infront of the first section. The first Large hole has a 13inch uncut
cock coming through it. The cock is fully erect and starts to throb as the
husk feels Amy put her small hand over his massive member. However the husk
can not ejaculate just yet. The band is preventing him from doing so. The
bottom opening holds the husks soccer ball sized balls. The sack is tightened
by a band and seperates eatch massive nut. In the center of the band that
seperates the husk nuts is a red bulb. The red Bulb turns on when the balls
have been depeleted of semen. Amy grabs the husk's left giant nut and starts
to squeeze it firmly. She lifts up the 13 intch massive cock towards her mouth
and pulls the foreskin back. Amy opens her mouth as wide as she can. She feels
the massive member pulsating as she pushes her head towards the wall taking in
as much as her little mouth can hold. Once the huge cock is in her mouth she
bites down very hard. She starts to suck as much of it as she can. She
squeezes the huge nut very tight with her hand. She starts to feel his cock
throbbing uncontrolably. Her head is bobbing left and right. She bites down
and digs her teeth into his shaft real hard to control the cock. Amy can feel
his balls tighting up and ready to release his juice. She continues to suck
the massive rod. Amy starts to taste pre cum. She lets go of the huge cock and
holds it in her mouth. She reaches for a switch that releases the band. At
that moment she feels the cock harden up and feels his balls tigthen up. The
masssive dick is pusalting and finally thick ropes of white cum starts to rip
from the 13 intch cock into her mouth. Amy starts to swallow eatch blast as
best she could. For 2 minutes Amy swallows load after load and drains the
massive cock. Zoe and Claire can hear her gulp down quarts and quarts of
semen.

As the husk shoots his final load into Amy's mouth the red bulb lights up and
starts to blink. Amy swallows the last load and pulls the cock out of her
mouth and catches her breath. She wipes the over flowed semen from her face.
The 13 inch cock is still fully erect despite its balls being completely
drained. Amy notices the red bulb blinking and smiles. She looks at the
indicator and the husk has no semen left nor will he ever produce any semen.
Amy pushes the red button on the sack and the package is secured tightely
again. She reaches for the harvest option and pushes it. A red beam behind the
glass wall is seen coming down. Amy grabs on to the still errect monster with
her right hand and grabs on to the top of the scrotum with her left hand. The
red beams come down switfly severing the huge package and coming free from the
body of the husk. The 13 intch cock is still erect in her hand. And the huge
sack is in her left hand. She walks over to her desk and places the the cock
and balls on her desk. Amy smiles "I got my lunch now." Zoee giggles as Claire
walks over to the left cornor of the classroom.

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Bitedizzo'd

Summary: man man with big balls is orally castrated by kinky female

` Let's face it. I have a large set of low hanginf balls. My sac is huge and
hangs a good 7 inches on a warm day. Sometimes they hurt just because of their
weight. I never get laid that much and at one point was celebate by choice for
13 years. `

Ever since puberty when my body started changing, thats when I started
gettingthe desire to have my sac and balls cut off. First i admit it started
out as a jerk off fantasy. As the years went by and my balls grew larger, so
did my desire to have them cut off.

I spend a lot of time online and recently learned of a site that had a lot of
support for people who have this desire. I was glad to know I was not the only
one!. I got on the eunuch.org chat channel. There I learned of an
undergroundworld of cutters who will provide ball removing services even
though they are not doctors. Sometimes they don't even charge anything for
their services. I have always wanted to have my balls cut off by a kinky
women.

For months and months most of the people on the chat were other guys both
straight like me and gay who wanted to be cut but very few if any women. One
day my luck changed. I located a kinky girl on the chat and asked her many
questions. The first was did she ever bite a scrotum. She said that she had
done that many times taking in the balls first before clamping down for a good
ten minutes. I got so hard I almost blew load while talking to her. I asked
her if she would consider biting off a sac and balls. She said that would be a
new challenge but one she would be interested in trying out for real.

We exchanged email addresses. I sent a pic of my sac and balls to her.When she
viewed the pic she found herself gettingexcited and started to ask me
questions. She asked me if i wanted my sac and I told her she could have it.
She also suggested that cutting off the sac with a knife would be of benefit
to her so she could get the whole sac off in one piece. I told her that would
be fine as long as she still agreed to bite me really hard a few times first.
She agreed to do that.

A few weeks went by and we finally met to do everything in a hotel. I checked
in. drank a few beers and smoked a joint an at 5 pm there was a knock on my
hotel room door. She was a beautiful young blond with a gorgeous body and
really big tits. I took a shower while she got ready. I came out of the
bathroom and got a a good look at me for the first time My cock was an average
size but the sac of nuts was huge as she commented on how big they really
were.

She began by giving me a blowjob for a good half hour. I came several times
but was still rock hard. I asked her to bite down on my cock head which she
did. it was great. I shot a load in her mouth when she did that. She did that
several times and each time I shot another load. Then she started to suck on
my sac and balls. She got them into her mouth and clamped down hard. the pain
was great. I asked her to do it again which she did, but this time clamping
down even harder than before. She put so much pressure on the sac that I felt
the cords severing. It was done. I had been orally castrated. She cut off my
sac and balls with a knife and made a nice purse out of them.

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Thecia's Short Story

Summary: Thecia\'s frend Jill makes a bet for a guys ballsFiction and not for minors.

Thecia’s Short story

My name is Thecia, I’m an engineer and I am an underground cutter on the side.
I’ve nutted well over 100 men in the seven or so years that I’ve been doing
this. In my engineering job I work in Texas, New Jersey, The North Sea and a
little in the middle east.

I have a long time friend and assistant named Jill. Jill’s favorite thing is
to make a big set of balls lose their load. While I like to cut balls off she
is just kinky.

While I was working in TX she called me and said she had made a bet. She bet
with a guy she met where she works as an adult masseuse, he was about forty
and in good shape. His name was Jack. It seems that he had bet $5000.00
against his balls that he could hold up against her wiles for five minutes. If
he did she would owe him the money, if he came he would lose his balls. I
thought that he must be good at it to risk his baby makers.

We met at his house where Jill used plastic hand cuffs to time his four limbs
to the four poster bed. I was to stand silently in the background as timer/
referee/money holder and if need be, castratrix.

Let me describe Jill as to what he was up against. She is 5’9”, blonde hair,
near perfect enhanced boobs. She is a model and has an innocent smile that
just melts men.

Jack was an average looking man with a nice package, a nice solid cock and
pronounced solid looking balls. His cock was above average in size but the
part that stood out was his huge helmet.

I set the timer for the agreed five minutes and she began working in earnest.

She ran her tongue up the length of his shaft from his balls to his helmet.
When she got to the helmet she rimmed around the lip of it then she moved up
and probed the little tip hole with her tongue. Jack lay there stoically with
no reaction. She mouthed each big ball in turn, sucking on them.

When the timer reached a minute and a half, she began a classic blow job,
rapidly sucking his big shaft. At the two and a half minute mark I could see
her frustration. He still just lay there like a bump on a log.

Then I saw the gleam in her eye. Jill had beautiful nails, all in perfect
shape except for the one middle finger that was cut short. She reached around
him, ran her finger in his ass and pressed on his prostate. The result was
instant. His balls tightened up and his big cock began to spasm like it was
shocked. A half a second later great ribbons of cum shot into the air. Jill
being Jill quickly got her mouth over his dick and sucked up her prize.

The last dribble of Jizz seeped out at three minutes and 48 seconds. As it
turned out it would be his last dribble ever.

The rest was routine. While he kept screaming that it was a joke and not to be
taken seriously, I sliced the side of his big nutsack. While the nearest
neighbors are a mile or so away, I had to tape his mouth for my own sanity.

Within ten minutes I had his big nuts swinging by their cords, dangling in
front of his face.

It was a fun day. The guy had made a bad bet.

By the way, Jill swallowed every drop.

I sewed him up and did all the follow-up care that I could in the time allowed
to me. I promised that I would stop the following day and check on his
progress.

On the way home we stopped at Mario’s and had a sausage and onion pizza,
washed down with a Corona lite. Life is good.

Respectfully Submitted.

Thecia

* * *


All Hat, No Cattle part 3

Summary: Likely young fellows are cut out of the herd and electronically milkedfor their semen.

Having apparently passed muster as to his capacity for semen production,
Larry found himself strapped like a refrigerator and loaded along with
about four other young men or boys into a vehicle half walk-in van, half
golf-cart.  There was a dusty trip of perhaps a mile and then followed
the obligatory de-lousing, fumigation and scrubbing. A panel of
female wranglers immediately entered the shower area, dried the
frightened boys first, and fitted each male with a sort of reverse
chastity-belt that allowed instant access to each subject's genitals
while simultaneously forcing another of the lozenges about ten
inches into his rectum at the end of a slender, if effective, buttplug.
The entire apparatus appeared to be constructed of pliable nylon
webbing, the anal insert attached with small plastic rivets.

The speed and dispatch of their wranglers left little opportunity
for the captives to get any bearings as to what lay in store for
them.  One young stud, probably sixteen years of age, muttered a
deprecatory phrase close enough to a weathered-looking woman of
about thirty that she activated his anal plug by pointing a TV remote
in his direction.  He emitted an agonized yelp and was reduced to
a sobbing heap in a matter of seconds.  Larry later found out that
the sensation that brought the boy low so quickly was simple
static voltage, released deep in his bowel and unspeakably painful.

The woman assigned to Larry and the boy roughly man-handled both of
them out of the washing area and, using a two foot long crop, swatted
their naked backs and buttocks down a short chute and into a sort
of rough wooden stall.  Once there, she attached anklets made of the
ubiquitous nylon webbing and anchored to the floor, threw a couple
of oddly soft blankets into the stall after them, checked the locks
on thier tethers and hurried to join her associates on the way out
of the grey concrete barn.  The sun, declining west of the short end
of the building, cast a long shadow down the length of the central
corridor as the women, laughing now and enjoying the end of their
workday, closed the wide doors and cast the interior into darkness.

[to be continued]


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#  Ouch! Boys Lose Too Much in Circumcision Slip

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    Health workers carrying out a mass circumcision on more than 200
    children in western Turkey cut off more than they should have when
    they got to the last two on Friday.

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    Ouch! Boys Lose Too Much in Circumcision Slip

                                                   Updated 3:22 PM ET
    June 9, 2000

      ANKARA (Reuters) - Health workers carrying out a mass circumcision
    on more than 200 children in western Turkey cut off more than they
    should have when they got to the last two on Friday.

      "Whether it was because of their anatomy or through carelessness,
    too much was cut off,"
      Anatolian news agency quoted Manisa health service chief Ismet
    Nardal as saying.

      Doctors in the hospital where the two-day circumcision marathon
    was carried out
      immediately operated on the pair to try to rectify the error.

      "The children's stitched organs have held, the operation was
    successful," Nardal said.
      "They appear to be alright, but it will only become apparent later
    if they have lost their
      sexual function."

      Young boys are circumcised in overwhelmingly Muslim Turkey before
    they reach puberty,
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Banding Disaster Pt 3.  Banded Bitch!

Summary: Doomed sissy gets the treatment it deserves.

Naked and hung like a mule the big man stands before petrified sissy bitch and
methodically slaps her back and forth. Big hands slapping lightly; left and
right. Tossing the fagots' face back and forth. Sending it's tears across the
room and causing it to sob. To shriek. To whimper and yelp through the gag.

"You gonna be my bitch fagot?" slap "You gonna do what you're told?" Slap,
slap... "Gonna suck my dick whore" slap "Ain't no never mind about that!"
Slap....

Jolted again and again by the easy strength of the big hands the world caves
in on the poor doomed trannie. The horrific reality, the pain; the fear! The
deep burning in its' crotch and the dread image of his precious balls; cut off
and whithering, while the big black orbs of its' tormentor hang proudly in
its' face! While the heavy meat of his cock lengthens and spreads in its'
face!

"Please! Please! PLEASE! No! Please don't let this be happening!"

Strong hands undo the ropes and the trannie is free from the chair, still
cuffed, still gagged.

"You wanna suck my cock fagot? Show me how much you want to suck it. Show me!"
and just the threat of a blow sends the fagot to its' knees in weeping
supplication.

Only he's not a fagot is he? Is he? He's a family man with a wife to go home
to. A wife! To explain to!

Down on its' knees in a hotel room, gagged lips pressed to the flesh of a big
hard cock the sissy hatches itself a bit of hope. If it worshiped a little the
man would untie the gag. He would have to for a blow job! It'd be able to
explain! To beg! The man would cut the band off. It will hurt but it won't be
too late! "Please don't let it be too late!"

Willing bound lips desperately nibble at the big mans' cock. Tears of the
fagot in waiting glisten on the tip of his swollen shaft. Worshipful mumblings
escape the gag. Humbly through its' fear the tortured eyes of the sissy beg
the stud for his cock.

"You want it bad don't Ya bitch!"

The fagot nods.

The gag comes out.

The family man explains and begs.

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Chinese Cultural Studies:

Summary: from Mary M. Anderson, Hidden Power: The Palace Eunuchs of Imperial China, (Buffalo NY: Prometheus, 1990), 15-18, 307-11

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Eunuchs, males who have been rendered sexually impotent by mutilation or
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Down through the centuries of China's dynastic rule, officials repeatedly
memorialized the Dragon Throne, pleading that eunuch interference in state
affairs be curbed. However, almost none recommended that the ancient eunuch
system be abolished. This is but one indication of how deeply ingrained in
Chinese thinking was the custom that allowed only sexless males to serve the
Imperial Presence, the ladies of his royal family, and his thousands of'
concubines, all amassed together in the "Great Within' behind forbidden palace
doors.

It should be pointed out that Chinese dynastic histories were all written by
mandarins, the educated elite who, as a class, despised the palace eunuchs.
Mandarins alone were eligible to hold office in the bureaucracy, the "Great
Without." Men qualified for coveted bureaucratic positions by passing grueling
official examinations that required years of arduous study. The examinations
were based on the philosophy of Confucius, the Great Sage, whose teachings
became the backbone of Chinese culture. Records indicate that Confucius
himself, some 5M years before Christ, gave his stamp of disapproval to eunuch
assumption of power, thereby tending authority for centuries of Confucianists
to defame all palace eunuchs. Some researchers suggest that the scholar-
officials hated the eunuchs because, as personal attendants to the sovereign,
the eunuchs always had his car, and so were in a better position than even the
most powerful minister to curry favor, exercise influence, and accumulate
wealth. Thus, when considering old Chinese accounts of eunuch treachery,
allowance must be made for prejudice or exaggeration. Nonetheless, the bulk of
evidence weighs so heavily against the eunuchs that few can doubt the harm
they did the nation.

The use of eunuchs in Chinese courts was based in very old tradition, and no
society clung more tenaciously to long-established custom than the Chinese.
Court chronicles reveal that Chinese kings as early as the eighth century BC
_.,_ and no doubt long before that, kept castrated servitors. Confucianism
exalted all that was ancient, and admonished monarchs of every dynasty to
meticulously follow precedents set not only by saintly historical kings of
old, but also by god-kings glorified in China's legendary past.

Since remotest times, and especially after the advent of Confucianism, Chinese
males, including rulers, demanded strict moral purity in their womenfolk.
Hordes of sexually impotent men were needed to guard the chastity of imperial
ladies languishing in the teeming women's quarters. The emperor kept the
largest harem in the land not only to support his image as paramount personage
of the realm, but also to ensure many heirs to the throne in a time of high
infant mortality. If the emperor's queens failed to bear a living heir, sons
of the highest ranking concubines could succeed to the throne. The presence of
numerous ever-watchful eunuchs lurking in the recesses of the sprawling palace
guaranteed that each child born therein was sired by the monarch. Non-eunuch
males, even relatives of the ruler or of his consorts, were barred from the
vicinity of the women's apartments on penalty of death.

Irrefutable royal paternity was essential to Chinese rulers, for the hoary
cult of ancestor worship decreed that each emperor must perform the official
sacrifices made to his deceased forebears as far back as the dynasty's near-
deified founder. Each emperor, as Heaven's representative on earth, had to
conduct the vital state religious rites necessary to maintain the harmonious
balance between Heaven and the Chinese nation.

Eunuchs were also required to preserve the aura of sacredness and secrecy that
surrounded the Imperial Presence. The Emperor of China1 was exalted as the
recipient of the mystical Mandate of Heaven that sanctified his right to rule.
Since it was believed that this Heaven-sent mandate could he rescinded if the
emperor misgoverned or __ conducted himself unvirtuously, the personal life of
the Son of Heaven was carefully shielded from ordinary mortals test they
observe any human failings. Only the "effeminate, cringing eunuchs," slavishly
dependent upon the emperor for their very lives, were considered cowed enough
to be silent witnesses to his private foibles and weaknesses.

During imperial audiences officials kept their eyes decorously lowered, for to
look upon the royal countenance was strictly forbidden. When tile emperor
proceeded through the capital city carried in the royal sedan chair by
eunuchs, bamboo curtains were erected

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    FANTASY TRIP TO THE OR FOR A LITTLE SURGERY....

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    TH FOG BEGINS TO LIFT FROM MY CONSCIOUS.....I AM AWARE OF FAR AWAY
    SOUNDS...THE CLANK OF METAL ON METAL...THEY COME CLOSER AS SHAPES
    APPEAR...WHITE DRESSED ANGELS....BACK LIT FROM LARGE LIGHTS...I
    OPEN MY EYES....IT IS COLD....I AM SECURED TO A BED OR TABLE...WITH
    TIGHT BANDS ACROSS MY CHEST AND ARMS HELD TO MY SIDE...MY LEGS UP
    IN STIRRUPS AND HELD SSECURELY...I CAN'T MOVE...A WAD OF SPONGES IN
    MY MOUTH HELD THERE WITH TAPE.

         A FACE APPEARS...BLUE EYES SPARKLE...AHHH...YOU ARE AWAKE...
    GOOD  WE HAE TO OPERATE ON ASLEEP MEN   NO FUN...   I BEGIN TO
    STRUGGLE...SHE ONLY LAUGHS...RELAX YOUNG MAN...YOU CAN'T GET AWAY.
    ACCORDING TO MY INSTRUCTIONS..YOU ARE TO BE CASTRATED...HMMM YOU
    HAVE MADE SOMEONE UNHAPPY...THEY WANT YOUR PENIS SHORTENED ALSO.

        A TRAY IS PUSHED OVER ..IT HAS CLIPPER AND RAZORS ON IT...THE
    COLD BUZZZZ OF THE CLIPPERS CUTS THE AIR...HAIR FROM MY PUBIC IS
    QUICKLY STRIPPED AWAY....COLD LATHER IS WIPED ALL OVER AND A
    STRAIGHT RAZOR MAKES SHORT WORK ON HE STUBBLE....I STRUGGLE HARDER
    AND GET NO WHERE...

         I AM DRAPED AND A MIRROR PLACED SO I CAN WATCH....A TUBE OF
    XYLOCAINE JELLY IS PUSHED INTO MY PENIS...IT BURNS..STINGS
    THEN....NUMBS...A CATHETHER IS PLACED..THE PRESSURE IS ALL I CAN
    FEEL....BETADINE PAINT COVERS MY GENITALS...HANGING THERE FOR THE
    PLUCKING...THE VOICE LAUGHS AGAIN....THE STING OF MULTIPLE
    INJECTIONS..THE DULLNESS OF FEELING AS THE INJECTIONS WORK...THE
    CATHETER IS REPLACED WITH A STEEL ROD...A SCAPEL IS PICKED UP...THE
    FAINT TUGGING AND THEN RELEASE AS MY TESTICLES ARE PLACED ON THE
    TRAY.....

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Forcibly Castrated

Summary: He lives out his fantasy over and over again. Has he finally met someone who will make that fantisy a reality?

Forcibly Castrated

Mike was really turned on by the threat of castration. He would go to other
guys places to be tied up and given cock and ball torture. He loved to be
humiliated verbally because of his tiny 4 inch dick. He also loved the threat
of castration.

He had been getting off for years on the fear of having another man take his
manhood. He talked online with a young, hung, muscular black dude. They had
engaged in online fantasy sex and then phone sex. Norris asked Mike one day
when he was going to get together with him to act out the fantasy. Norris
invited Mike to his place.

When Mike arrived, Norris immediately took on the role of master as they had
previously arranged. He made fun of Mike’s little, shaved 4 inch pee pee. He
fucked Mikes mouth and then he tied Mike up. Norris picked up the elastrator
that Mike had brought with him. He loaded a band and pulled Mikes nuts
through. Then he pulled Mike’s balls out as far as he could and allowed the
band to snap at the very top of the scrotal sack. His hands were tied to the
head of the bed. He had some room to move but not enough to get loose. Norris
ordered him to get in the doggie position. Then Norris started fucking him
with his 10 inch thick dick. Norris jerked Mike’s clit as he fucked his ass.
Then Norris grabbed Mike’s balls and said: “I am going to take your balls. I
am really going to fucking castrate you tonight and there is nothing you can
do about it. You better hurry up and cum before your balls are dead.” I felt
him jerk me and I got closer and closer to orgasm. Then, I exploded, shooting
out a massive load from my dying nuts.

I couldn’t believe it. I was helpless, tied and banded. I could feel my balls
dying as they were strangled by the band. My fantasy had become reality. I was
forcibly castrated.

ballsontheline@aol.com

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Please take my balls

He goes to a Professional Dominant and she takes him further.


An unlikely tale

Summary: A man strips off on a beach, and is approached by a little girl. He suffers a horrible fate..........

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Jim was lying on the beach. He stripped naked, using a newspaper to cover his
genitals.

A seven-year-old girl came up to him and asked, "What's under the paper?"

"A bird," Jim replied. He then fell asleep.

He woke up an hour later, in hospital. He was in agony as he had suffered
terrible injuries to his genitals. He was visited by police officers who
interviewed him, and then went to the beach to see if they could find any
witnesses.

They found the girl and asked her what had happened.

"When he fell asleep I picked up the paper and played with the bird," she
said. "Then it started spitting at me. So I broke its neck, set fire to its
nest, and smashed both its eggs!!"

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