From Boy to Hermaphrodite - Part 2

There are mainly psychological problems. Even I like my heavy and firm breasts (I try to present them in public as much as possible) lookind down at me, I realize that I am not more than a severely mutilated man with my empty scrotal halfs now looking like labia and my penile stump outstandind, swelling und moving convulsivously, trying helplessly to achieve his former strenght. The biggest problem I had to face in the first years after my castration was the complete loss of my sexdrive. Despaired I remembered the heavenly feelings I have had with my strong member before being cut. So I bought an artificial penis to buckle on my belly. So I was able to imagine that still I had a cock. I pressed my silicon scrotum an rubbed my silicone penis, being as long as my former own penis has been. So the first time I felt some arousal . I felt the rubbing and squeezing like other persons sometimes feel the toes of their amputated foot.

There were some years of experimenting before I had found a hormonal combination, which made me intensely horny and the best thing of it: I can take so much of it, that I am in steady uninterrupted state of sexual arousal. That is such a marvellous experience to be the whole dy aroused, that I am really addicted to the pills, giving my this endless pleasure. Even in the night I am awakening form my wet dreams. The arousal is so strong that even when concentrated on other things (for example at work or in traffic) the stump starts to swell autonomously.

And a second experience of my sexchange was, that the direction of the sexual drive didn't change. Before emasculation I felt only attracted by women and after my emasculation I still feel attracted only by females. So I have now an intense long lasting lesbian relationship. My girlfriend is accepting my unsual sexual appearance and my insatiable lust.

So I try to find always new ways to quench our sexual desires. We like to wear leather harnesses and possess a big wooden cross so that wie can crucify each other with arms and legs spread wide, fixed in the leather rings at the ends of the cross. Than I am so horny that I cry and whimper uncontrollable. Mostly my girlfriend caresses my thick protruding stump with a feather. So mostly I urinate first before ejaculating and considering my forward directed urinal meatus at the top of my stump, the urine is splashing all around and I must be beaten for my dirtiness. On the other hand my girlfriend likes to be constricted in a strong victorian corest pushing up her breasts in a complete unnatural manner. For most effective constriction she raises her amrs and let them be fixed on the upper rings on the cross. So she reaches a heavenly slim waist. Finally I buckle my aritifical penis with the leather straps on her.

One a day, shopping in the city, we met the man, who has sold us our cross. He asked, if it works well and when telling him, that the leather strip to fix the waist was out of order, he offered to come to repair it. When we said, wo do not like to have men in our flat, he said: "I'm not a man". We were very astonishes.

Our common experiences with him I will report in a further part,

if there is any feed back.

Please contact me by email "hermaphroditos@gmx.de".