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He slowly opened his eyes while yawning, the sedative still wearing off, and preceded to rub his eyes. For a minute he didn't know where he was. Everything was a little dreary because the drugs he had been given to sedate him were still in his system. He looked around, and remembered what he had been brought here for. When he did then he closed his eyes in horror, almost too scared to check and see if it was true. But he knew he had to. He slowly raised the sheet on the bed that he was lying in, revealing that he was wearing a standard hospital gown. For a moment he stared at his crotch, not wanting to look or even to move his penis, because he didn't really want anything to confirm what he knew to be true. Slowly he moved his hands toward his groin, and raised the gown to reveal his genitals. When he did, his heart sank in disbelief when he noticed that the only thing there was his flacid penis. There wasn't even any sac left behind to show that he ever had balls. His eyes remained transfixed upon that site for the longest time, and he literally could not believe what he was seeing. He put his right hand to his crotch and lifted his penis, while he put his left hand behind it, and felt around. Sure enough, there were no balls there, all he could feel was the slightest scar that he could tell was stitched up rather well. He layed his head back on the pillow and noticed that his breathing was a little erratic, and he wondered if he was going into shock, but he wasnt. He was just dumbfounded by what had just happened to him. Just as he was being hit with the reality of his new condition, in walked Jennifer, his doctor, or the doctor that had castrated him. "Richard, I see you are finally awake. Well, the procedure went very well. We surgically removed both of your testicles. Now, I'll need to check the wound, so please raise the sheets and let me see the scar." "Umm, yeah. I'd rather not. I'm sure the scar is fine. I'll just-" she interupted him, "Richard I have already seen everything you have to show, now just raise the sheet and let me check the scar where your balls used to be." He consented to her demands and raised the sheet and his gown revealing his manhood, or lack therof now. She put on a pair of rubber gloves, and as ruitine as could be, she raised his penis, and examined the scar for a second, and then said, "Looks good. It may be sore for about a week or two, but I'm givin you some pain medication to take home with you. Give me a call if it starts to swell, or if the pain gets any worse." "But how will I--" he didnt know how to say it. "How will you what Richard?" she asked. "Will I be able to....umm..." He could see from her expression she knew what he was trying to say. "Oh that," she started, "I'm sorry Richard, but sex is going to be a thing of the past for you. From here on out you will no longer be able to get an erection. Your sex drive is gone. That is the whole point of this procedure. To eliminate your ability to have any type of sex life. That is part of the punishment for rape. The other part is the obvious humiliation of being a man with no balls. I don't imagine many guys are going to envy you in that vain. But that is something you are going to have to adjust to. How you do that is your business. Speaking of humiliationg, something I neglected to tell you, ever since castration was made legal and clinics were opened, we've always had a few high school and college girls that like to hang out in front of the clinic to greet the latest rapist to be castrated. I'm afraid there's a few out there now. I'm sure they intend to rub what just happened to you in. I just thought I'd let you know in advance. We would ask them to leave, but to be honest they aren't really hurting anything to be out there. No one ever comes here that wants to." "But," he started, "Isn't there a back entrance?" "No, I'm sorry, you'll have to go right out the front entrance. You'r going to have to call a cab anyway, house arrest officers dont transport you back home. That is your responsibility. Now, unless there's anything else, you are free to go." He slowly rose to go get his clothes, and noticed the difference in not having any testicles when he walked. It was a very strange sensation that was going to take some getting used to. It just didn't feel right to have his penis be so free, and to have no balls behind it. He got dressed and went to the front to call for a cab. Thankfully the receptionist didn't pay much attention to him and just let he adjust to being a eunuch in his own way. He walked outside and saw 4 hot girls by their car. One of them was sitting on the trunk of the small honda civic. She was wearing a small green top that revealed her dark tan that seemed to be prevelant over her whole body, and she had on a pair of short green shorts. Her hair was dark brown and came down to her shoulders. The other three girls were standing by the car, and all of them saw him when he came out, wich was not what he was counting on. The ones standing by the car were equally beautiful. Two had dirty blond hair that was fairly long, and one had on a pair of jeans and a white top. They both had on sunglasses. The other blonde had on a pair of short cut off jeans and a yellow bikini top that revealed her large breasts. The fourth girl was wearing faded blue jeans and a white top. She looked a little more conservative than the rest of them. Her hair was light brown. When he walked out the door, he slowly and carefully sat on the bench in front of the clinic, wich provoked all of them to giggle and laugh. "You missin a little somethin there?" The one sittin on the car asked in a very coy teasing kind of way. "yeah, you could say that." he answeared, so embarrassed that he couldnt hide it. "So what did ya do to have to come here? You rape somebody?" the one with brown hair asked. "Yes, I was convicted of rape and sentenced to be castrated." That cause the two blondes to giggle and one asked, "I'll bet you wish you kept it in your pants now, huh?" The girl on the car giggled at that comment. "Umm...yes, I do." he stammered. "Well that's what you get for rapin somebody, if you hadn't forced yourself on women you'd still have a pair." The fourth girl said. The girl sittin on the car added, "Instead now you'r just a little guy with no nuts. Kinda sucks to be you. How ya gonna get off now?" "Well," he started, "Apparantly I uh...I cant..anymore." "No more stiffies huh?" The other blond added. "So does it hurt?" The blond with the bikini top asked. "Yes, it's kinda sore." "Well good, that'll teach you not to rape." The brunette said with a clear level of contentment in her voice. He sighed a breathe of relief as he saw his cab approaching, and said, "I gotta go." "Bye eunuch." they all said while breaking out in laughter. He blushed bright red as he climbed into the cab and asked to go home. Sadly the nightmare had just begun, and was what his new life would be like now.
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