Phillip (Phil hereafter) was concerned. His constant worries about getting some dread disease seemed to be fulfilling themselves in an odd area. His most recent check up had found him to be in better health than most men of forty two, but then some famous person would die of cancer, in particular prostate cancer and he would began to worry again. The PSA test and digital exam done by his general practitioner had produced no worrisome results. However, recently he had symptoms, real not phantom. At first these symptoms would occur once a month. A sharp stabbing pain in the rectum area during a bowel movement, which would last for two or three minutes each time the pain occurred. Then these pains became more frequent, first monthly then daily. At this point he decided it was time to get some medical advice, so he made another appointment with his gp.

Dr. Flower his doctor listened to him carefully then said: “Phil you are in luck, just had a new doctor move into the are with a double specialty, both urology and proctology. Has a big clinic too, let me get you a referral, that way you can be checked fore and aft.”

‘Why would anyone want to spend there time in those to areas.’ Thought Phil: “Okay doc, the sooner the better.”

An appointment was made for 10 days in the future and Phil was given his instructions. He was to self administer a cathartic the night before and have nothing to eat or drink after mid night. He was stunned when he filled the prescription for the cathartic and found it was a gallon in size. Dutifully he drank the gallon of foul tasting liquid the night before the appointment than sat watching TV while it went to work. After and hour with nothing happening he wondered if the stuff was going to work. Then his belly began to rumble, and his next worry as he sat for the next hour on the hopper was that he would fall through his asshole and hang himself.

The next morning bright and early Phil headed off to the clinic on the far side of town, totally cleaned out from stem to stern, hungry and thirsty. Arriving about fifteen minutes early the clinic appeared to be in a rundown area and in need of some exterior work on the building. Entering the waiting, room which was empty, he signed in on the ubiquitous sign in sheet recording his insurance come and all the other data. He found a second clipboard for a personal history: ‘Might as well get this out of the way.’

“Hi” said a cheerful feminine voice, “I’m Brenda, the head nurse here, and you must be Phil.”

“Yes, that’s right.” Replied Phil looking up from his writing.

“Well good, we have been expecting you, come back to the examining room and lets get you all prepared. Did the medicine for your tummy do its job?”

“Boy you bet, I didn’t know the human body could contain that much stuff.”

“Well the doctor has to have a nice clean field, when she goes peek-a-boo in your hind side.” Giggled the nurse.

Phil for his part couldn’t help noticing the tightness of the nurses uniform or the fact she had a nice chest. She was wearing some sort of push-up wonder bra that made it quite easy and interesting to stare at her charms.

They proceeded to the examining room where the nurse completed his health history and wrote down his complaint. She then handed him a hospital gown, and as is standard the gown was four sizes to small to cover his 5’ 10” frame.

“Now because the doctors is going to examine you front and back I’m going to prepare you for a good close examination, sit down on the edge of the table, we need to shave your pubic area.”

“Is that really necessary?” Asked Phil.

“Totally, incase there is something found it won’t have to be done later, plus it makes it easier for the doctor to examine you.” The nurse then winked at him.

‘What the fuck.’ Thought Phil.

The nurse pulled out a pair of hair clippers and quickly buzzed his genitals down to stubble. Then with a disposable and a little warm water shaved him nice and clean. Looking up and grinning at Phil as she placed a small hand on his balls: “You have a nice set Phil, sort of juicy looking.”

Phil blushed and his cock got hard.

“Mmmm.” Said the nurse as she ran her hand over his erection: “That’s impressive too, but the girls love that one. Now then we don’t want you to get anxious during the exams so the doctor has prepared a mild tranquilizer to make the patient relax.”

Phil’s throat got dry, and he blushed even redder as the nurse handed him a paper cup with a pill in it and a glass of water to wash it done with.

Then the door opened and an attractive woman of about forty entered the room, she was in lab coat and carrier a folder: “Hi there you must be Phil, I’m Dr. Debbie, what seems to be the problem?” Completely ignoring the nurse with her hand on Phil’s cock.

For what seemed like the umptyumpth time Phil recounted his symptoms. ‘Doesn’t anybody listen or for that matter read.’

“Well that is interesting Phil, now up on the table kneeling face down, lets do a digital first than we will scope you back and front and see what we can see.” Dr Debbie put on a latex glove applied some ky jelly and began to examine Phil’s prostate. “Well Phil I see you are not a homosexual, no erosion of your rectum area.”

Phil just grunted. As someone who tried to take good care of himself, he was used to but not happy about the digital exam, however Dr Debbie was the first doctor that had ever used their social finger on him for the exam. It also seemed as if there was a sexual content to her feeling of his prostate, this did nothing to relieve the erection he had gotten from the nurse.

“Well there is something we will check out from the front, I feel a little sand in your prostate, probably nothing, but we want to check that out carefully. Now open wide for Mr. Sigmascope.” The doctor began to thread the large tube into Phil’s anal cavity. “Hmmm, looking good for the first three feet, lets go up a little higher.”

Phil’s eyes watered as the doctor thread the scope further and further up into his nether area.

“Well Phil, I don’t see anything to be concerned about up there.” The doctor slowly withdrew the scope from him. “Now we want you in the chair next to that front forward feed in the stirrups and we will scope out your front.” Phil with a little assistance from the Nurse Brenda moved to the indicated chair. He was seated at about a 45 degree angel with his legs spread wide.

The nurse grabbed a small tube with a long spout and quickly inserted it into the head of Phil’s cock. “This will stop you from being uncomfortable with the scope, just a little topical xylocaine.”

“Yes, Phil, in about five minutes it will be dead” Grinned the Dr.

“Oh Dr. that’s cruel, you shouldn’t say dead to a man about that area.” Giggled the nurse. They both grinned about this little inside joke.

“Now we don’t want to be messy here, so we are going to clean your bladder out to make sure we see everything and you will be more comfortable. Go ahead and put the catheter in him Brenda.” Said the doctor.

The nurse picked up a long slender tube about 3/8” inch in diameter with a ball on the end about ¾” diameter. Grinning and giving Phil a wink, after greasing the ball she grabbed his cock giving it a couple of yanks then proceeded to thread the ball into him until the ball was secure in his prostate. The metal tube protruded from Phil’s cock, holding it firmly at attention.

“Okay now fill relax your bladed and we will vacuum you out.” Said the nurse as she turned on a small vacuum machine and place the hose over the end of the catheter. “Make sure you relax and let the vacuum work.”

Phil though the thing was going to suck his bladder out, but any pressure him might have felt from his full bladder was gone.

“Oh that’s a good boy, we got the bladder empty. Now Phil we need to empty the prostate too, as you know the prostate produces the fluid that carries the sperm into the woman’s womb. It’s much easier to examine you, if we empty all the fluid out first. Now we could leave the room and you could get rid of it by hand, but that might take too long so I have a special device to help you.” The drs. Hand was resting easily on Phil’s balls as she said this.

‘Shit with these two playing with me it’s a wonder I have shoot my cookies all over them.’

The nurse rolled a small machine on a cart over to Phil. It looked if nothing like a battery charger. She then produced a pair of electrical leads, fastening one to the end of the metal catheter, the other she fastened to an object that look exactly like a porno shop butt plug. She proceeded to grease the butt plug. “Dialectric grease Phil, so we get a good contact, now hold still honey.” Brenda inserted the butt plug into Phil and attached the second lead. “There you go Phil, ready for some fun?”

Phil was puzzled by all this.

“Brenda give 12 v for 10 seconds first to see if that does the job.” Said the doctor.

Brenda hit a button on the console and began counting outloud: “One thousand one, one thousand two, etc, etc.”

Phil let out a grunt, arched his back and out of the end of the catheter shot a stream of cum.

“Very impressive Phil, bet all the girls like to feel that.” Said the doctor. “Give him another 10 seconds Brenda.”

Brenda hit the switch again and Phil was again in mortal pain, and he shot a second more modest load of cum out of the catheter.

“He is quite a stud wouldn’t you say Brenda? Keep it up until he starts shooting blanks.”

It took five more turns of his cock riding the lightning to clean out Phil’s balls and prostate, by this time he was breathing hard, sweating and not sure if he would make it all the way through the exam.

“Phil that’s my invention, saves a lot of time and embarrassment, no having to go into the john with a dirty book and jerk off two or three times. Its about the same device that they use on bulls and stallions to get them to shoot. Now nurse pull the catheter we are ready for the next step.”

The doctor picked up a long black tube with an eye piece at one end, and with her gloved hand began to insert it into the end of Phil’s cock. He wasn’t aware his penis would expand that far, then it went down the full length of his cock, then his pubic area, finally resting at the area where his urethra entered his prostate. “Okay Phil,” Said the doctor as she looked through the eyepiece, “Bad news honey, there is some pre-cancerous growth here on your prostate.. I’m gonna remove it with the scope, the scope has a small scalpel in it. Nurse give him a shot.”

Phil thought the nurse came up with that needle awfully fast as if she knew in advance what the doctor was going to say. The nurse hit him with the shot right in prostate gland just above his rectum. The pain of the needle was incredible in that sensitive area, and more tears flowed from Phil’s eyes, but after minute the pain faded and he could feel his legs falling asleep from the injection.

“Hang in there Phil, this won’t take long, just a little cut here and few cuts there and it will all be over for you.” Said the doctor as she insert and long thin blade down an opening on the side of the scope.

Phil could feel some movement some pressure, but no pain, as the doctor jiggled the knife back and forth inside him. It didn’t seem like a precision operation more like making hamburger or chutney.

“There we go Phil, its all over for your. The nurse is going to put the catheter back in and clean out the blood and tissue, we will grab some of the slices and see how bad you were.” The doctor pulled the scope free from Phil’s cock.

Nurse Brenda gave his balls a familiar pat, and inserted the catheter, first she attached a small water hose and filled him up then she attached the vacuum and cleaned out the blood and tissue.

“Well Phil lets let you rest for a couple hours you have had a busy morning. Give him some pain killer and let him sleep for a while, then we will complete the genital examination.” The Dr without further adieu left the room.

Nurse Brenda picked up syringe, checked it for bubbles then hit Phil in the ass with it. “Nothing like a little morphine to help you go night night Phil.” As Phil faded into the darkness of the morphine his last memory was of Nurse Brenda squeezing his balls. Once she was sure he was out she moved over so her lips were close to his ear and whispered: “Phil honey, the doctor didn’t tell you but I will, that little operation she performed is going to leave you impotent. Your never gonna have another erection, you dick is dead, twenty beautiful girls can suck on it, and it will stay as limp as a well cocked piece of spagahetti. You are never gone stick it some girls warm sweet cunt, its over for you. Be a man, tell the doctor to nut you, you won’t have to live frustrated. Your balls are gonna pour out hormones, make you horny and you won’t be able to do a thing about it at all. When she comes back in say ‘Doctor please fix me, take my nuts off.”

Then nurse Brenda joined the Dr. in the hall.

Her voice changed from the sophisticated doctor to the street player she was: “Do you think that subliminal shit works?”

“Well it couldn’t hurt. By the way when you have that scope up his ass do you know what your looking at?”

“Haven’t a clue, not a single clue. But I do know how to cut those muscles that make a prick hard, that boy is never gonna have another boner again as long as he cock. How long to you think it will take you to convince him to let us have his nuts.”

“That’s the fun part, I think he is a little weak and worried about cancer, so I’ll see three days and he will be begging us to chop him.”

“Well lets go see how much we can bill his insurance company for this first secission, and see how much they will go for a penetomy. Same bet as before?”

“Yep, winner gets 20 minutes of oral sex from the looser.”

“Good deal, lets go make some money.”

At around four, Dr. Debbie looked in on Phil. “Hi there how you doing Phil?”

“I’m a little groggy.” Phil croaked through dry lips.

“Well lets have a look here, ah good no swelling, we will leave the catheter in for until tomorrow morning, when we examine this and these.” Said the dr as she stroked first his cock and then his balls. “Can you think of anything else you might want us to do while we have you’re here?”

“No not right at the moment. Am I going to be alright.”

“Sure I am certain I got all the pre-cancerous tissue, you might have a little problem getting and keeping an erection.”

“For how long will that last.”

“Probably forever, see that tissue was tangled in there with the muscles that cut off the blood flow to your penis so it will get hard. I’d be certain you will never get it up again.”

“Oh.” Said Phil as his eyes filled with tears.

“Don’t be sad Phil, sex is only a part of who we are other things. You don’t want to think about it too much it will make you frustrated. Now why don’t you get some more rest and the nurse will check on you later.” The doctor smiled at him benignly then massaged his testicles again before leaving.

Phil went back to sleep, and visions of over cooked spaghetti hanging from his groin filled his dreams.

At about six the nurse brought in small tray of food, Jell-O, consommé and some weak tea. And as seemed to be the case with doctor she managed to massage his balls, making small chit chat as she did. “You relax Phil I’ll be in to check on you before lights out is there anything I can get you?”

“Yeah, one thing is there any possibility I could get my laptop out of the car so I could check my email?”

“No that wouldn’t work, but if you know your address I can move one of our computers in here we keep reserved for guests like you and you can check your email on our computer. By the way is there anyone we should notify that you are staying overnight.”

“That would do just fine, and no, there is no one to notify, I live alone.”

Nurse Brenda left and retuned a few minutes later with a large desktop computer on a cart which could be extend out over the bed Phil was in. “Phil you just go ahead and enjoy yourself with the computer, but don’t stress yourself too much.”

Phil concentrated on the food first, after the cathartic and close to 24 hours with nothing to eat he wolfed down the meager menu. ‘This might be a fine meal for a Russian gulag but it doesn’t cut it much here, well at least I will loose a little weight.” Once he finished, though still a bit woozy, Phil pulled the computer over so he could get at the keyboard. He hit enter and sure enough the screen came to life. Phil was in for a shock for what came up was a graphic picture. A women dressed to the nines in a dominatrix body suit was threatening a man tied to a cross frame. She was holding a small knife below his testicles. ‘What the fuck, some one must have hacked into the clinics computer system.’ He typed in his email source and went through the usual junk emails, refinance your home, work from home, and lots of ads for Viagra. His thoughts were that he would probably should look into some of that stuff. He closed his email account, and when it closed he got redirected to a website and a story where a man begged to have his penis and balls cutoff. ‘Boy this is some strange hacker.’ Then he pulled down the favorites, he didn’t recognize any of the sites so he decided to visit them. What he found was sites for body modification, support groups for men desiring castration and more stories about castration. He was confused but he could help but explore the sites.

Outside at her desk, Nurse Brenda was giggling to herself. The computer she had lent Phil was a slave, not only could she control where he went, she could read his emails and redirect him to what she considered to be the most influential locations.

At nine, Phil’s door swung open and Nurse Brenda came in with a small tray. Phil quickly hit the off button on the computer screen so she couldn’t see what he had been viewing. “Oh Phil were you being a bad boy and looking at dirty pictures on the computer.”

“No, but there sure is some strange stuff on this unit.”

“Don’t be too surprised the dr. picked the computer up cheap from a Shrink and you know how those guys are. We want you real rested for tomorrow, so here is something to make you relax and sleep better.”

“What is it a sleeping pill?”

“No a hypnotic, now sometimes people have some weird dreams, pleasant but weird, just ignore them, now down the hatch.” Phil swallowed the pills with the glass of water Brenda had brought. “How we feeling down here tonight?” Brenda lifted the sheet and ran her hand down Phil’s penis which was still impaled on the catheter. “Are we a little sore?”

“I don’t want to offend you nurse, but I am terribly sore, don’t know about we.”

“My, my a little testy tonight are we?”

“Ah a bit, I can’t say I am happy about what you and the doctor have told me.” Beginning to yawn.

Brenda put her hand on his scrotum and began a slow sensual massage of Phil’s balls. “Well it is better than cancer, the doctor got all of that pre-cancerous tissue out of there, a limp weenie is a small price to pay for living wouldn’t you say?”

“I guess, still maybe the doctor should have tried something else first.”

“Yes she could have tried chemo and have all your hair and teeth fall out, or radiation to burn it out, but it all would have come back to the same thing.”

“Hmmm, sleepy.”

Now in a soft sexy voice: “I’m sure you are Phil, poor Phil has been through a lot today, and now Mr Happy isn’t going to work any more. Do you like what I am doing to your balls Phil?”

“Yes, it feels great.” Said Phil from somewhere off in space.

“It may feel great but you aren’t getting hard are you?”

“No, not getting hard.”

“Oh too bad, just a big piece of overcooked macaroni down there now. You can look forward to years of frustration. In the morning tell the doctor to nut you, she’ll do you really quick. Then you can just relax, no worrying about chasing pussy you can’t fuck. Just say doc take my nuts please?”

“Okay.” Again from outer space.

With that Brenda left for the evening.

Phil had a terrible night visions of Nurse Brenda and Dr. Debbie dressed in black leather massaging his balls then holding up bright shiny knives.

A 7:30 AM a nurses aide, a very cute young thing brought him a tray of food. This was little better than the previous one, this one looked like a TV breakfast though. He wolfed the food down in a hurry. Then turned on the computer to check his email. What came out was a picture of another dominatrix sitting on a man and holding some strange pair of pliers against his gonads. His stomach turned over and his balls jumped.

Dr. Debbie arrived at 8:30: “And how are we this morning?”

“Well dr. I don’t know about we, but I hurt like hell.”

Coming over to the bed she lifted the covers and glanced at his genital areas, then gave his cock a squeeze more personal than profession then she cupped his balls in her hand: “Well do the further exam in about and hour, now is there anything else I can do for you while you are here.”

“Not that I can think of dr.”

“Your sure now?” She gave his balls another little squeeze.

Somehow he found all of this exciting, his balls were in an uproar and he was total horny, but wouldn’t let the fascination take him over the edge.

The doctor left the room and when she had closed the door was greeted by Nurse Brenda: “Damn I thought we’d have him this morning.”

“Well don’t be too disappointed, after all we did quite well with his insurance company yesterday. $5500 for the procedure and $17,000 for the facility charge, pretty darn good for a couple of drop out nurses aides wouldn’t you say?”

“Can’t beat that. How much to you think he is worth total this week.”

“Probably $55,000, I’ve looked up the codes and the amounts from his PPO, but you know we have to get his balls.”

“Yeah, they have to go, otherwise he will squeal. Without them he won’t care, but it is fun talking him out of them. I get wet just thinking about him squirming in there trying to decide if he should let you cut the family jewels off of him.”

“That is a really nice thought.

The cute young nurses aide and Nurse Brenda moved Phil back into the examining room

at about 9 AM, and set him up in the chair, feet in the stirrups, cock still shiskabobed on the catheters and his legs spread for the whole world to view him.

“Well all ready to begin a new day Phil?” Said Dr. Debbie as she put on a pair of examining gloves. “Let’s see how your doing back here.” Once again she inserted her finger in his rectum, and almost seemed to be finger fucking him. This caused Phil all kinds of discomfort due to internatal slicing job she had performed on the day before. “Is that a bit too much for you Phil?”

“Yeah, seems to be a bit hard TOO take.” Dr. Debbie gave his prostate a little squeeze.

“Nurse give him something to relax him a bit, while I check out his gonads.”

“Here you go Phil this is just a mild tranquilizer to relax you.” Nurse Brenda winked at him, “Do you have anything you want to ask the Dr, before we go on with the days procedure.”

“No, not a thing.”

“Oh pooh.” Said the nurse with a fake frown.

Meanwhile the Dr. was rolling Phil’s nuts around like marbles, round and around in her hand. “Well your gonads seem to be in fine working order, seem to be able to put out lots of hormones for you. Of course you penis won’t respond. Now let have a look at your penis.” She put on a pair of magnifying glasses with lights and carefully scrutinized his glasses. “Oh, oh, Nurse numb him up I need to do a biopsy.”

Nurse Brenda came up quickly with a syringe of xylocaine and hit Phil at the base of his penis in a vein. Phil went rigid from the needle. “Sorry Phil, but I have to get it in a nerve.”

“I’m just going to nip off a piece of skin here Phil and take it down to the microscope to check it out.” The Dr. using a scalpel from the tray the Dr scraped off of a piece of skin and place it in a petrie dish.

“Yeow.” Hollered Phil the xylocaine had enough time to work yet.

“I’ll be right back, don’t go anywhere Phil.” Said the Dr. as she hurried from the room.

“Phil you’re an old poop, you were supposed to tell the Dr. to nut you. Whatsa matter scared?”

“I just need time to think about its an awfully big step, going from a man to an it.”

“Actually you wouldn’t be an it, you would be a eunuch, and eunuch have been useful to society through out history. Many in China cut their own balls off just so they could work in the royal palace. Now be a sport, considering you condition you will be much better off without your balls, just tell the Dr. she will understand and fix you right up.”

Phil didn’t have time to answer, as the Dr. rushed back into the room. “Phil bad news, you have got ‘black mole’.”

“Is it serious?” Phil asked with alarm.

“Oh very black mole is deadly and in a very short period of time. Now the good news we have got it in time so we can save your life, do I have your permission to operate.”

“If it will save my life of course.”

“Good we will take care of it right now. I think for this nurse lets use the curie. Phil you won’t feel anything but you will be awake and alert, but unable to move.”

“Okay.”

The Nurse injected him then brought a tray of instruments over to the Dr. Doctor selected a ligature wrapped it around the base of Phil’s penis then tied it tightly cutting off all circulation to him member. Then with a curved stitching needle she selected each of the bulging veins, ran the needle around them and then tied them off. Once she had incircled the penis in this manner, she picked up a scalpel. “Ready Phil, you may feel something from this, but don’t worry it will be over fast.”

Phil’s eyes widened as the Dr brought the scalpel close to the bottom of his penis and then watched in horror as she made a circular nut all around the base above the sutures and ligatures. She actually went around three times. Phil wanted to yell, scream, and jump down off the table, but he could neither move nor talk.

“All gone Phil, your safe.” The Dr. slid his severed penis off the catheter. “Lets get him cleaned up Nurse and then we will cauterize the wound.”

The two cleaned up the little blood. Then the Dr. picked up a small acetylene torch and with the flame on a needle like setting cauterized the stump where Phil’s penis used to hang.

“We’ll let you rest for a few minutes Phil, then take you back to your room, you are gonna have to stay for another night.”

When the Dr and Nurse got outside the room, the Nurse doubled over laughing: “Ohmigod, black mole, what the fuck is that? Where did you come up with that shit?”

“Scared him didn’t it.”

“Yeah, that it did, nothing like the prospect of death to make a man concentrate.”

“Just think without his prick, he’ll be a lot more willing to be nutted. That’s the one thing he has to totally agree too, else we will have to kill him.”

“I know, there is a record of him being here and we would have to keep him alive long enough to cash his insurance companies checks. Yeah too dangerous to do him in.”

In an hour Nurse Brenda and the Dr. went back in to Phil I the examining room. Brenda gave him a half teaspoon of salt directly in the center of his tongue then washed it down his throat with some water. He immediately began to move, and in another minute or two began to grown from the pain of his missing penis. “What happened?”

“You had black mole on your penis Phil so I had to remove your penis to save your life. In any event that disease spreads so rapidly that your penis would have fallen off in a week or so anyway, just saved you the trouble of finding it loose in your drawers some morning. Now you are going to be staying with us for two days maybe three, you won’t be able to walk well for a while. Now is there anything else I can do for you while you are here?” The Dr placed her hands on Phil’s nuts and began to gently roll them around.

“No, its enough for one day don’t you think?”

“Well I just thought, well you know, if there was anything else we could take of the little problems while I have you in here, but since there isn’t anything, we will take you back to your room.”

Phil was wheeled back to his room, drowsy and still suffering some pain he was glad to be in the bed. The nurses aid and Brenda got him propped up and then brought the computer within reach and turned the screen on.

For the balance of the morning and afternoon Phil contemplated his fate, yesterday he was a happy man, today he was a surgically altered thing. While his thoughts roamed back and forth, he was still under the influence of the drugs, in his semi conscious state he was treated to a complete castration show on the computer screen, courtesy of Brenda in the room next door. First a surgical procedure of a man being emasculated apparently in a hospital. Then pictures of another individual being relived of his manhood with a castration clamp. After that discussion groups of men wanting to be nutted came into view and finally fictional stories, some of penectomies, some castration and some of complete emasculations all written to titillate the read.

He got some broth and cracker for lunch. Finally a semblance of a meal at 6, this also looked like a frozen dinner. Still he was by this time hungry enough to each the cardboard wrapper.

At nine Nurse Brenda came in to check on him. “How are you feeling Phil?”

“As you would expect I am deeply confused and depressed.”

“Well honey, look at this way, you didn’t loose much, not much at all. After removing the pre-cancerous tissue from your prostate Mr. Happy wouldn’t have worked. Now you don’t have to deal with looking at him there all limp, soft, mushy and unable to move.”

Her hand had crept under the sheet and was holding his nuts.

“These are gonna half to go Phil.”

“I still not sure.”

Reaching to her blouse she unbuttoned it down to her navel. This revealed she was wearing no bra. Her breasts were impressive orbs, with very large areolas, and large nipples. It was obvious that they were natural and not enhanced with silicon. She lifted one of the orbs to her mouth and licked the nipple with her tongue. Phil was starting to breath hard and was sweating. “Men all say my tits are the nicest they have ever seen. They like to suck some times they want to put their cock between them and cum, they call it a tit job. You don’t have a cock do you Phil?”

“NO.” His voice choking and his eyes filled with tears as he gazed on those marvelous tits.

“You want to suck on one?”

“God yes.” Phil breathed.

Brenda came forward and put her right tit in his mouth and he began to nurse like a little baby. She put her hand back on his balls and continued to massage them as he sucked. “Now the other one Phil. See how hard my nipples get. About now would be the time you would want me to spread my legs and you’d stick your prick in me and we’d fuck like pigs. But you don’t have a prick do you Phil?”

“NOOOO.”

“It’s so sad, right now your balls are pumping out hormones, those hormones tell your brain to fuck, send out that seed, shoot that sperm. But with no prostate there is nothing to carry the sperm and with no prick there is nothing to fuck with. You have to be nutted Phil, it’s the only way you will be able to stay sane. Otherwise in three months you will be jumping off a bridge somewhere. Being a eunuch isn’t so bad, tell the doctor what you want. Tell her Dr. take these useless things off me, nut me, finish the job.”

Phil just moaned. The words, the hand on his crotch and the tit in his mouth were too much, he could see him self in the past pushing the girl back and driving his cock home. Now there was nothing no feeling, just a strong desire, then emptiness.

“In the morning Phil tell the Dr. what you need, tell her you need to become a complete eunuch and have your balls cut off, tell her won’t you?”

“Yes.” I’ll try.

Brenda then gave him a sleeping pill and left for the night, being sure that his computer screen was on to her selected programming.

In the morning the nurse’s aide brought in a Japanese Prison Camp style breakfast. After this Phil checked his email. Nothing happening there. Once he closed the window the screen filled with advertisements for first a Burdizzo, then a Cattle Castratio Bander. He felt a slight stirring as he stared at these bright fearsome instruments.

At nine sharp in strode Dr. Debbie. “I remember how are you this morning Phil.”

“Very depressed, completely confused, and in a bit of pain.

“Lets take a look then.” She raised the sheet and began to examine him, wiggling the catheter still in place, then feeling his nuts and giving them a good work out. “Well I can give you something for the pain. You are healing nicely, not about the depression, that’s normal you have just lost part of your manhood, but your gonads will keep pumping out hormones to keep you masculine, no one will know, to be crude you are dickless. It will probably be very frustrating at times, almost to the point of suicide, but you can work it out.”

“Dr, what about taking them off.”

“Taking what off Phil?” As if completely unaware of the question.

“My balls, what about removing them so I won’t be frustrated.”

“Well that would certainly end your problems, a complete emasculation like that it probably the best idea, but I always hate to suggest it because men put such stock in their gonads.”

“But they are gonna be kinda useless now, and no way for me to relieve myself, or satisfy a woman.”

“True, you could always masturbate the woman or perform cunnilingus on her. It would be frustrating for you, but you could probably keep your partner happy that way for a time. Sooner or later a real woman is going to want penetration, deep and hard, so you cold couple that will a large dildo.”

“That sounds more depressing than having you cut my balls off, what an ugly scene.”

“Yes, I guess it is at that.”

“How do you do it?”

“Do what Phil?”

“Damn it quit playing games with me, cut a man’s balls off.”

“Actually it is major surgery, we make a 6 inch incision across the abdomen the using the suspensor cords we pull the gonads one at time back up the canal they descended when you were small. We then cut open the sack and neaten it up a bit so you don’t have an ugly piece of empty skin hanging down. We tie off the suspensor cords high up, then snip the cord, and you are then an official eunuch. We cut the cords as high as possible so there are no adhesions to cause you trouble, then sew you back up. Its comparable to a hernia operation. You can go home the next day. Do you want me to castrate you?”

”No doctor, I have to think about this some more.”

“Okay then, I’ll check on you later.”

Once outside the room the Dr. as assaulted by Nurse Brenda: “Dammit what the fuck was that shit you gave him, you scared him half to death, I had him convinced and you fucked it up.”

“Well there is the bet you know.”

“Fuck you bitch. Damn now I have to go through this again.”

“He’s gonna consent don’t worry. What you do is go in there tonight and show him an easier way, show him your toys, he’ll like them.”

“Yeah your right, just we could have had him done this morning, and moved on.”

“Right you are, but just think of one more blast from his insurance company.”

Phil for his part got to watch the computer screen all day, a kaleidoscope of castrations, emasculations and complaints about being male and efforts to change the situation. While none of the stories convinced him to call the Dr. in to nut him, they did let him know that being castrated was not uncommon and was even desired by many. That in and of itself was a great mental boundary he got over.

The nurses aide brought him supper and while he was adjusting the tray, she lifted the sheet and like everyone else in the clinic felt his balls. “These are sort of useless now aren’t they?”

“Yes I guess they are.” Next he expected the cleaning staff to come in and check him out.

The aide gave a shrug squeezed his balls again and left.

Promptly at nine just before lights out in sauntered Brenda carrying a towel draped tray. “Hi Phil, how ya doing sugar?”

“Still here.”

“I thought you were gonna ask the doctor to take care of your little problems and have her nut you this morning?”

“I was, really I was, you have been so nice to me making it all seem so simple. But the doctor’s description of the operation, I can’t do through any more cutting and choppig.”

“Well maybe the doctor dramatized it a bit too much trying to make sure you really wanted your nuts cut off.”

“You think.”

“Yeah I think. How do you like this?” Nurse Brenda raised her skirt to reveal her pussy covered with neatly trimmed hair. “Some boys say I have a nice snatch, what do you think?”

“Its fine, really fine, it looks so nice.”

“Makes you wanta dive right in, all the boys want to eat me first, would you eat me, you know suck me off till I cum in your mouth and squeeze your ears?”

“In a minute, in a minute.”

“Give me your hand Phil.” Phil held out his closest hand and Brenda place it over her twat. “Go ahead Phil, you’ve had lots of women, feel it up, smell it.” Her hand was on his balls massaging them. “You have to get used to the fact you aren’t going to get anymore than a feel or a smell, even that will leave you climbing the walls. Get rid of you balls, have them cut off, you’ll be calmer, and have a degree of happiness that will be impossible it you keep them.”

“Oh nurse I’m so scared.”

“Don’t be Phil here let me show you.” Keeping his hand on her snatched she moved and removed the towel from the tray. Picking up the strange pair of pliers, that Phil recognized from the computer. “This is a Burdizzo Phil. It’s a variation of the old Roman Castration Clamp. The Roman Empire had a lot of slaves, most castrated war prisoners, they had to have a way to castrate a lot of men in a hurry, and not have a long recover time. Plus they didn’t want to loose a lot to infection from cutting. The jaws crush the cords, it takes about 10 seconds per ball, the ball dies and is eventually reabsorbed into the body. Most times though the sack is cut off just to neaten thinks up. So there is just a 10 second pain on each side and its over, no muss no fuss.”

“That sounds a lot better than a six inch incision, but I’m still scared.”

“As well you should be. Now this” picking up another strange looking device “is a bander, it stretches a little heavy duty rubber donut like this real wide and is place over the sack, the band is released. Just to be on the safe side we usually use two or three bands, all the blood is cut off to the sack, the sack and balls dry up and fall off in a week or two. There is just a slight feeling of tightness as the band is released, after a while, say five minutes you wouldn’t even know they were on you.”

“Ahh, I don’t know quite what to say.”

“Don’t say anything just yet Phil.” Brenda climbed up on the bed and straddled his shoulders placing her pussy right in front of his mouth. “Want to eat it Phil, want to suck my pussy?” Without waiting for an answer Brenda pushed her pussy into his mouth. He of course responded and began to make love to her snatch with his tongue and lips. “Your good Phil, you have done this before, your girlfriends like to ride your face. Bet once you got going they turned around and sucked you off while you ate their little snatch. I’d be happy to do that, but you don’t have a cock for me to suck. I am such a good cocksucker too, you know I like to swallow, I like to have the boy drop his load in my mouth then I suck his nuts dry. But I can’t get at you nuts.”

Even though he was eating her Phil was crying as she layed out his future.

“Get used to it Phil, from now on all you can do is eat it or feel it, cause you sure can’t fuck it without a dick. Isn’t that right.”

Phil nodded his head, which protruded between her thighs.

“Its time Phil, time to fish or cut bait. Or better yet time fish or be cut, what’s it gonna be honey. A life of frustration and sorrow, or do you want me to fix you right now?

Phil shock his head from side to side.

“I know you want me to take your nuts, I’ll do it like a lover, knowing it’s the best thing for you. You can tell all your friends what an epiphany you had as your nuts were removed. I’m gonna turn around now, I’ll keep my pussy in your mouth, when you get settle in and your tongue all nice and far up in me, I’ll nut you, just little sting will you feel, and then another little sting and it will all be over.”

Phil just gazed up at her.

“Phil my mother always said silence means consent, was my mother right?”

Phil didn’t move.

“Thought so, now don’t move Phil.” Brenda got up from Phil’s face and moved between his legs. Brenda picked up the Burdizzo and worked Phil’s balls loose until she found first the right cord, she quickly closed the handles and counted outloud: “One thousand one, one thousand two etc.” till she got to ten “one down Phil and one to go.” She repeated the process counting out loud again. “Need to do each one again Phil just to make sure we don’t want any half measures now do we.” She worked his ball cords over a second time, now there was some real pain for Phil he arched his back and moaned.. Brenda got so excited at this point she lost control of her bladder and could feel the urine running down her legs.

“Its all over Phil, wasn’t that easy? Now just to be on the safe side, no infection that is I am going to band you, that way no possibility of infection, first I’ll give you a shot to deaden your balls.” She picked up a syringe and injected it into his sack. Then she picked up two more syringes, carefully she position first one nut and injected the contents into his left nut, then did the same to his right with the second syringe.

“What’s that.”

“Saline solution Phil, we want to be sure you are completely nutted tonight, if you are going to castrate someone you must go all the way. Just in case the Burdizzo missed, which I don’t think it did, I feel the gap in your cords, but the saline would have the same effect, destroying your balls, now you are going to feel a little pop as I fill you nuts with the fluid. Now for the band.” Brenda loaded the bander and put on three of the little green donuts, she placed them high and tight on his scrotum about ¼” apart.”

Phil didn’t feel anything as the xylocaine had kicked in.

“Well, that should take care of you problem Phil. No more frustration. I’m so glad you wanted to be castrated. Being nutted was the only solution to your problems. Thank you.” She leaned over and kissed him on the mouth. “Gee Phil you smell just like you been eating pussy, in a month you won’t remember why you wanted to lick and suck that thing between my legs.”

Brenda turned out the light and left. She and the Dr. high five in the hallway.

“Brenda you are smooth, I hope you never want my tits.”

“Dr. Debbie all I want right now is your face, remember 20 minutes of oral sex from the looser and you lost.”

“I don’t mind cause you are gonna want to eat me while I eat you.”

The next morning after breakfast Dr. Debbie entered Phil’s room, walking over to his bed she asked: “How are you this morning.”

“Very sore and in pain.”

“Well let’s see here.” Lifting the sheet and seeing his balls all black and blue now, “I understand, you should have consulted me before you let Brenda castrate you, but it looks like a good through job. You didn’t need your nuts any longer so its just as well you made the decision to be nutted. Do you feel anything here.” Asked the Dr as she thumped his bulging pair of nuts.

“No not a thing.”

“Good, I’ll just neaten you up a bit, no sense leaving anything to chance.” Pulling a scalpel from her pocked she placed it between the bands that Brenda had placed as markers for her and cut Phil’s nut sack from of his body. “Its much better for me to cut your balls off like this, that way no chance of it being reversed, not that there was much of chance. Now you relax this morning and you can go home this afternoon. I know I know how great full you are for out cutting your penis off, stopping the pre-cancerous tissue and castrating you, but your good health is reward enough.”

Phil sort of nodded to her, it was good to be alive and knew he would stay that way for a while even it if it did mean his dick, balls and the ability to control his bladder were gone forever. Maybe Depends were on sale.

Phil never saw Brenda or the Dr. after that. The nurses aide came in and removed his catheter, she brought him his clothes, gave him a prescription for painkillers, and helped him out of the clinic. He drove home shakily to a cold lonely apartment, where he sat contemplating his future.

AS a closing note more often than you would care to imagine quacks and unqualified individuals pose as doctors, some are never discovered. The doctor that started the asbestos scare in 1972 in New York City, was not a doctor. By that I mean he did not have a medical degree or complete an internship or residency. He was finally found out years after all the cost and nonsense about asbestos was started. Think about that the next time your doctor prescribes a procedure you don’t like.