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Charlie Frenson sat in the small waiting room for patients with handcuffs on both hands wich were hooked behind a metal bar on the wall. He trembled in nervousness at what was fixing to happen, and strangely enough he felt farely normal sitting there trying to decide what aspect of the whole experience was going to be the worst. He wasnt sure if actually being castrated was going to be worse, or if the humiliation and embarrassment of having it happen in front of a hundred or so female medical school students. He didnt want to be there at all, much less to be making such comparisons. He found it very unsettling that he and several other men were being treated like cattle. Every once in awhile a rapist like himself that had been sentenced to be castrated, would be selected by the medical school, and the operation would be performed there so that other girls, (For no men ever volunteered to be castration doctors) could learn and be tested on what they had learned. Actually it wasnt a regular medical school, the whole thing was for people who wanted to pursue a career as a castration nurse or doctor. And that's where he was now, only moments away from being drugged and whisked away to a classroom full of women to be emasculated in front of them all. Just then the doctor walked in the small room and left the door open. She was very pretty. She was wearing the traditional white doctors coat, and had curly blond hair that came down to the middle of her back. She wore makup, but only enough to accentuate her beauty, and not to take away from the quality of it, and make her look cheap. She was accompanied by a young girl in her mid twenties who had dirty blonde hair that was concealed rather nicely under a sizeable cowboy hat. She had on a blue top that revealed a fair degree of cleavage, and a pair of black jeans that clung tightly to her body. If he had to guess she was from Texas. He found himself gazing at her cleavage, and before he knew it he was developing a hard on. "Charlie, I'm Amy Williams. This is Shelly, one of the students here at the university. She will be performing your castration today, and I will be supervising." He glanced at the supposed texan and she gave him an unsettling stare that assured him of her appreciation for the opportunity to deball him. He found her very attractive, but the feeling of knowing she knew what he had done to get there, and that she felt he deserved what he was fixing to get, was so strong, that it send a cold chill down his spine, and he felt intimidated to say the least. "So," He started.."This is for a test?" "Yes," the doctor answeared. "Shelly will be tested today on her performance. I will only be there to ensure that no mistakes are made. Other than that, she will be the one to castrate you. Now, we are short on time,so I'm going to administer your shot now, and when we are through, you will be a eunuch." With that she stuck a needle in his arm and he immediately felt drowsy, and lost consciousness. Shelly took delight in having the opportunity to perform her first castration on a rapist. Up until now it was all books, and exams. There were about fifty girls in the class, and Amy, her instructer, having already set up the camera to show on a big screen everything that was happening, proceded to instruct the rest of the class in what she was doing. She found it to be a great feeling of power to have this guys nuts being removed on a big screen with all these girls watching, especially since he raped girls. Within minutes he was castrated, and the whole class erupted in applause, She could hardly wait until she got to greet him upon him waking up. She would still have to do post-op examinations on him as part of her exam. After she was done, she walked out of the room in sync with the rest of the class, leaving Amy to tend to him, rolling him to the recovery room. This was all she needed to further comfirm that this was exactly what she wanted to do with her life. It was a joy to be able to give rapists what the deserved.
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