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when charles visited us the first time, he said: please, help me, I am so horny, I am unable to collect my thoughts. And really, his whole body trembled. We undressed him immediately and - indeed - he was not a man, but a marvellous eunuch. his muscular body was completely shaved and on his belly there was not the slightest mark of a cock, not even a scar, whre it might have been, not even e pee-hole. his belly ended immediately in his scrotum. But his scrotum was really bizarre. It dangled down for at least 15 cm. His testicles were big as eggs, but it has not been their weight causing this elongation. Additional to his testicles his sack was filled with several heavy glass marbles, clicking with each movement. Obviously it was impossible for him to go in public unobstrusively. He lifted his big sack with its heavy content and directly behind it we remarked his little peehole, only some centimeters before his anus. Remarking our curiosity he got one of his lecherous paroxisms. He groaned and closed his eyes, his body twitched and he cried helplessly. Obviously cutting only the penis gives the eunuch an endless toruture: His testicles and their testosterone preserve his lust but without any erectile tissue, he is unable to quench the lust. In his unfulfilled lust charles started to beat himself. We had fear, that he would hurt himselft and so wie curcified him. His arms and legs widespread buckled at the cross, his waist tied firmly by the leather straps, we lifted his heavy scrotum, the up- and down-moving lesticles let the marbles click. Carefully we creamed the surrounding of his peehole with rheumatic medicine and insertied a thin tube only some centimeters we reached his prostate. Its irritation was sufficient that the prostate immediately liberated itself form its content. Zhe semen ran down in long jets creating an extendend white spot at the foot of the cross. Charles relaxed, hanging exhausted in the buckles of the cross. We descented him from the corss and in the afternoon we sewed him a scrotum suspensorium from elastic fabric, fixed with straps on a girdle around his waist. We asked him to sty permanently with us and so we witnessed that his lecherey returned all four or five hours and without our help he needed often more than an hour writhing in lust before the semen jetted in longlasting flow out of his little peehole. At some days he produced half a pint of semen, which - filled up with red wine - was our common evening drink.
One a day he went to his surgeon with the wish to fill up his scrotum with further marbles up to the weight of a pound. The surgeon agreed and we begged him - considering charles' difficulties with his testosterone - to remove his testicles at this occasion. The weight of his new scrotum now big as a ball forced him to wear his scrotum suspensorium permantently. Some days later he examined carefully his sack, unable to feel the testicles between all the marbles. When also no further ejaculation and no further lecherous paroxisms occured, he realized, that he was emasculated, orchiectomized and now a complete eunuch - and he was happy. Naturally he was sad, that his former lascivity had gone, but I consoled him by the promise that he would get my semi-dandrogene gestagene. giving als me a controllable uninterrupted state of arousal. And naturally it worked at him. After some months he had reserved his former sexual pleasure, but with some side effects: The female hormone had let grown his nipples to two centimeters and the thick swollen prominent aureole gave his male body an arousing bizarre look. To be continued. If interested, please write me (email: hermaphroditos@gmx.de).
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