I must have slept the entire trip from the border to Raf’s home in southern Mexico or Guatemala; they weren’t very talkative about where their village was located. When I finally woke it was morning and I was lying naked in bed with Raf. We were in a guest bedroom of his father’s house. The bedroom window was facing east as the early morning sun was shining in. While Raf slept I got up and walked over to the window. It was uncomfortable now for me to walk in my bare feet, but I stood at the window and gazed out. Also my balls ached as they were still confined to the bottom of my sac by the ball stretcher. But as I looked out the window I noted that we were on the second floor of the house looking out over a Spanish style patio filled with tropical flowers and bushes. Now Raf was awake and he said: “Welcome to my home.” Then he motioned for me to come over and suck his cock as he lay in bed. I quickly bent over and gently pulled his foreskin back, then took his manhood into my mouth and massaged the head with my tongue. I gently massaged his balls with my hands to add to his pleasure. Then he tensed as he filled my mouth with his seed. I swallowed it all in one gulp and continued to suck on his cock, draining every drop of cum from his balls. I had hoped that he would fuck me, as I had over a weeks worth of cum stored up, but no, it was time for us to meet his family, so I had to be satisfied with what I just got. After I had finished sucking him, he had me stand so that he could remove my ball-stretcher. When he unbuckled the strap I felt a dull ache in my ball cords as the tension eased. After two months of stretching, my balls now hung real low, over four inches.

Raf fondled my balls and my now stretched sac and cords. Then he went into the bathroom to relieve himself and to draw our bath. When the tub was filled he told me to get in and he took a bar of soap and a washcloth and gently washed me, cleaning every crevice. He used the soap to create a lather, which he applied to my head. Then he took a razor and shaved my head again. “You must be very clean when I present you to my family,” he said as he handed me a toothbrush and paste for which to clean my mouth. Next he had me stand in the tub while he lathered my pubic region. Once the lather had been applied he took the razor and shaved the fuzz from my balls. Soon they were as hairless as when I was born. When I got out of the tub he dried me off with a large white towel.

I remained nude while he dressed himself in a white western style shirt and black slacks. He also put on a pair of black cowboy boots. Then he opened the bottom dresser drawer and removed a long white gown for me to wear. The gown covered my shoulders and came down to my ankles. Fortunately the gown was not a see through, as I wore nothing underneath. Raf gave me a white pair of platform shoes to wear as we headed down stairs for breakfast. Surprisingly, he didn’t strap my balls into the stretcher this time.

The dining area had a long oak table with places set for five. Raf’s father, Rafael, was in his late 40s, dark and muscular like his son. Rafael also had a partner, Spora. Spora was in his early 30s, dark hair and light skin. He was very effeminate. He also was slightly heavy, carrying his weight in his belly and thighs. In fact he looked a little like a pregnant woman. Spora was wearing a pink gown the same style as mine, and pink platform shoes. Spora also had dark shoulder length hair, just like the wig that I had worn on the trip down; only his was not a wig, it was his real hair. Raf’s father, when introduced to me, gave me a big hug, massaged my bald scalp, and then patted my ass. Spora also hugged me, but unlike Rafael, he felt my dick and gave my balls a slight squeeze. Then he smiled mischievously at me and made a girlish giggle.

After breakfast, Raf said we needed to drive over to the next town for me to meet his sister. Raf’s sister, Carla, was ten years older than him and was a doctor. He also said she wanted to give me a complete physical exam. This I thought was unnecessary, but it was his family so I agreed. Rafael handed me a black pill and said: “It is a long bumpy ride to my daughter’s office. You must take this. It will make the ride much easier for you.”

Juan gave me a glass of water and I swallowed the pill. Then we got into the car and drove over to Carla’s clinic. This pill also made me drowsy so I don’t remember much about the ride over except that it didn’t take as long to get there as I had thought. I was still a little groggy when we arrived so Raf and his father helped me out of the car and walked me into the office where I met Carla. Like her father and brother she was very dark skinned and attractive. But she wore a white lab coat and slacks. Her long black hair was tied in a bun while she worked. The coat prevented me from seeing her body shape. Though what I was able to see indicated that she was not heavy. She directed her father and brother to undress me and then set me in the exam chair. The chair was like a dental chair except that my legs were strapped into stirrups and were raised so that she had easy access to my dick, balls, and ass hole. My arms and torso were also strapped down on the chair as Carla checked my shaved balls and pronounced Raf’s work as a barber to be good, commenting that my testicles hung nice and low, just as they should be for the initiation. This I didn’t understand. She also noted my circumcision and mentioned to Raf that some women like their men that way.

Carla noticed that the pill that I had been given earlier had worn off and that I was aware of my surroundings and what was happening. So she said: “Hermana, I needed to have your pubic area shaved so that I can properly examine you. It will grow back in time so there is nothing to worry about.”

She placed a warm towel over my dick and balls, which felt good as the shaving had irritated the tender skin of my sac. The warmth also made my balls hang lower for her to examine. She felt each ball carefully and then the cords and said: “Everything is normal down here Hermana, no sign of any ruptures. Your testicles are in perfect health, and perfect to present as our gift to the goddess Luna.”

I didn’t understand what she meant by my initiation and giving my balls to a goddess as a present, but was too scared to ask any questions in that I was strapped down and at Carla’s mercy. Then she put a glove on her right hand, lubed it and then worked her finger up my ass to feel my prostate. Since Raf had fucked regularly for over six months I didn’t feel any discomfort. “Your prostate is normal size for your age. I didn’t feel anything out of the ordinary. Your rectum still has good muscle tone,” she said as she smiled at Raf. Then looking at Raf and her father she said: “He is in perfect health for the ceremony and the presentation.”

I began to squirm in the chair, but the straps held me tight and I couldn’t move. Then she said: “I will give you a shot to relax you so that you won’t be so tense.

She prepared the injection and then shot it into my left arm and said: “It will take a few minutes and your whole body will relax.” Then looking at Raf and her father she said: “Once the drug takes effect, unstrap him and carry him out to the car and take him home for now.” She looked at me and said: “Hermana, in 14 days it will be the full moon, then we will take you to our temple for your initiation so that you can be received into our religion and our family. I know that you are confused right now and might be tempted to escape, so I have a present for you.”

She left the room for a few minutes and then came back with more warm towels and what looked like a thick five or six-inch stainless steel tube that came apart and could be locked in place with small bolts on the sides. The towels made my balls relax and hang low and easy for her to open the tube and lock it in place over the top of my ball sac. The tube kept my sac and ball cords taunt, but the weight of the tube added to the tension stretching my sac and cords even more. This new ball stretcher made walking difficult, but running would be impossible now.

After she locked the tube in place, she said: “My dear little Hermana, I am truly sorry that you have to go through all this discomfort. I wish there was another way, but I have to obey our laws and so do you.”

She started to explain what was in store for me on the night of the full moon, but the drug began to take effect and I drifted off to sleep.

I woke up later that afternoon in the guest bedroom. Spora was the only one there in the room when I awoke. When he saw that I was awake he said: “How are you feeling?”

I tried to raise myself, but was too groggy to get out of bed. Also my groin ached due to the pressure on my balls and the stretching of the cords. I was nude and a little embarrassed to be naked in front of Spora, so I didn’t answer his question.

Spora came over and sat on the edge of the bed next to me. He touched my left arm and said reassuringly: “Everything will be OK.”

“Where is Raf?” I asked.

“Raf and all the men of the household are at the temple for 14 days of preparation,” he replied.

“Then why aren’t you with them?” I asked.

“Because I am a eunuch. I am not a man, and only real men participate in the preparation ceremony,” he answered. Then he began to tell me the story of the family and the strange religion that existed in these parts:

“Many years before the coming of the Spaniards, a group of black men and women arrived by sea from the east. There were several hundred of them and they had fled persecution for their beliefs, taking to the sea to find another land.

“The natives here took them in and helped them get settled. At first the newcomers stayed to themselves, but as the years passed some began to intermarry with the native population. Rafael and his family are the descendants of this intermarriage. But according to their religion, only those of pure blood can be High Priest and the guards at the temple. But mixed race persons could be shamans and can be members of the temple.

“As time went on there were fraternal wars and strife among the people. Some of them left the community and went west. They introduced some of their religious rites to other natives. One of these rites was the selection of a special boy to be presented to the goddess Luna. He was selected during his thirteenth year. The special ceremony would take place on the night of the first full moon after his fourteenth birthday. Also the planet Venus must been seen in the morning sky. That evening when the moon rises, the boy is presented to the High Priest at the temple. The boy is placed on the altar and his testicles are removed and presented to the goddess. Then the castrated boy is presented to one of the temple shamans or to his son as a wife. These rites were copied and changed by the Aztecs so that they made human sacrifices to their gods in their temples by ripping out the living hearts of their victims. But here the original rite has been preserved. You will be part of that rite in just 14 days when you give your testicles, your manhood, to the goddess; just as I gave my manhood to the goddess 18 years ago.

“The temple has 120 members including the High Priest and 12 temple guards. Rafael, Raf, Carla, and Jose are members of the temple. They will all be there when you are presented to the goddess. Since you are to be Raf’s bride, he and Rafael will be by your side all during the ceremony. Rafael is a shaman, and when he dies Raf will take his place.”

The story Spora told was scary and I thought it was all a mistake. So I sat up and said: “The first full moon after my fourteenth birthday was two weeks ago. They missed their chance to have me castrated now it would be against their law.”

Spora patted my tummy and said: “They won’t be breaking their law, they will be obeying it. The planet Venus must be visible in the morning sky the day of the full moon after your fourteenth birthday. Venus could not be seen two weeks ago. But it can be seen tomorrow in the morning sky, and will be seen on the day of your castration.”

Defeated, I lay back on the bed, and asked: “How did you get involved in this?”

He gave me a mischievous smile and replied: “When Rafael was 16 he took a girl, Maria, to be the mother of his children. She was 14 at the time Rafael selected her. When she gave birth a year later, she had twins, a boy, Jose, and a girl, Carla, who you met this morning. It was a difficult birth and Maria died a few weeks later. Rafael returned to Maria’s village and selected a boy named Juan to be his wife. Juan was taken to the temple and castrated on the night of the first full moon after his fourteenth birthday. Juan became the stepmother of Rafael’s children. Unfortunately, Jose died of the fever when he was only seven years old. Juan also died of the fever. So without a son, Rafael couldn’t succeed his father as a shaman. So he came to my village to select a woman to bear his child; that’s when I first met him. He selected a young woman named Rosa, and brought her here. Two years later she gave birth to Raf. When Rafael came back to my village looking for a companion, he saw me again. I was not yet 14 at the time. My hair was long and Rafael said I looked so much like the dead mother of his children that he wanted me to come to live with him. My family being poor readily sold me to him for a few thousand pesos.

“When I got here, like you I was prepared for my initiation. But I didn’t realize what was to happen to me until they tied me to the altar in the temple. Ten days after my castration I was taken back to the temple for my wedding ceremony and I then became Rafael’s wife, and I raised both Carla and Raf.”

Before Spora could finish his story Carla entered the room. She didn’t wear her lab coat this time, but a white tee shirt and white shorts. She wasn’t wearing a bra so I was able to see the outline of her breasts and nipples. Her shiny black hair hung down to her shoulders. She had a nice shape. Her tits had very dark nipples and her ass was nicely shaped. She carried a black medical case, which she set on the floor next to my bed. Carla waved Spora aside and sat down on the edge of the bed and felt my pulse. She felt my forehead and looked me over a bit before getting her stethoscope out of her bag and listening to my heart. When she finished she said: “Everything looks good Hermana. How do you feel?”

I didn’t answer. So she got a black pill out of her bag and said: “I want you to take this, it will make you feel more comfortable.”

At first I refused to take her pill, so she said: “Well there are other ways that I can use to get the drug into your system.” Then she reached into her bag and produced a small enema bottle and said: “We will have to give it to you another way.”

Realizing that I was defeated again, I took the pill. Spora handed me a glass of water and I gulped it down and it only took about ten minutes before the drug took effect. It made me very relaxed and comfortable. Carla was felt my pulse again and pronounced it good. Spora then went downstairs so Carla was alone with me.

Carla then took a key from her pocket and unlocked the heavy tube that was forcing my balls ever lower in the sac. When she took the tube off, I felt a sharp pain as the tension was released on my cords. She noticed by my reaction that I was in some pain, so she gently rubbed my balls and sac. Her touch eased the pain and I began to feel better.

She asked me to stand, which I did. “Do you feel dizzy?” she asked.

I was standing nude in front of an attractive mature woman and was a little embarrassed so it took me a few seconds to say: “No I’m not dizzy, but it hurts my legs to stand when I’m not wearing high heels.”

“Yes I know, the 4-6 inch heels that you have been forced to wear have permanently deformed your feet and leg muscles. You will always have trouble walking from now on, and running will be impossible for you,” she explained.

“Will I always have to wear the heels to walk?” I asked.

“Yes, it will be too painful otherwise,” she answered.

Then she stood up and took her tee shirt off revealing nice breasts with large erect nipples. “I could tell in your eyes that you wanted to see these,” she said. Then she removed her shorts. She had a small line of pubic hair, very different from Teresa and Donna’s bushes. My dick responded to the sights by getting very hard, despite all the abuse my balls had suffered. She lay on the bed and forced my head between her legs so that my mouth was next to her pussy lips. My tongue licked her pussy lips and teased her clit. She began to moan and closed her legs slightly keeping my head locked on her pussy. She tasted sweet and her pussy had a fragrant smell like tropical flowers. My saliva and her juices made her pussy moist and hot. I had a couple of weeks of cum stored up in my balls so as soon as she invited, I mounted her and my dick entered her throbbing cunt. I slowly pushed in deeper, and then pulled back suddenly, then deeper, then back. As I felt her tense up and give a violent moan, I shot my load.

She relaxed with me on top of her and my hard dick still deep inside her pussy. I lay on top of her until my dick got soft again, then I pulled out and lay beside her. She felt her pussy and said: “Did you enjoy it Hermana? I hope that this makes up for what we have put you through. You will also impregnate me.”

Carla next explained that her people needed new blood, and that the goddess had told her to take advantage of my fertility while I still could make babies. Carla explained that the ball stretchers that stretched my ball sac and cords was not only to help them control me, but keeping my balls hanging low kept them cool and made my semen very fertile. She also said that she had kept tract of her menstrual cycle and this evening was the best chance for her to get pregnant. “Our child will be very special,” she said

Carla lay in the bed while I hobbled into the bathroom to relieve myself and to wash up. Then I got back in bed with her. We lay there for a couple of hours talking. She explained that before Raf came to Donna’s farm that he had fathered a son, who was now almost two years old. Rafael was his son’s name. Now when his father dies, Raf will become a shaman for the temple. Carla explained that the goddess had told her that tonight she would conceive a daughter. Carla’s daughter would become the mother or her half-nephew’s children. That was why she needed me for new blood.

Then Carla revealed some surprising news when she said: “Hermana, your seed grows in Teresa’s womb, and in September she will give birth to a son. But my daughter will dominate him and his sister.”

I was speechless. Noting my surprise, Carla said: “Tomorrow you and I will go for a walk. I want to show you the country around your new home. But for now we need to get some sleep.”

Carla turned over on her left side and I snuggled up to her so that we were nut to butt. Since we were sleeping in the nude my dick got hard against her ass cheeks. I fondled her ass and surprisingly she didn’t wake. But soon sleep overcame me and I drifted off into a sound sleep.

The next morning after we bathed, Carla gave me the white gown to wear and buckled my feet into a clunky pair of black 4-inch high heel shoes. Surprisingly she didn’t lock the ball stretcher on my sac this time. But since it was uncomfortable for me to walk long distances, she got a jeep from the garage and we drove around the estate. The road was barely passable in places and the surrounding country was mostly jungle. Seeing this I realized escape was impossible. So I meekly followed Carla around.

After supper Spora helped me to my room. He didn’t stay long this time, just said his goodnights and I lay down on the bed and pondered my fate. It didn’t take long for me to fall asleep. The next 13 days went quickly.

Then it was the morning of the day of my presentation. I looked out the window before the sunrise and saw the planet Venus rising in the east. Tonight was the night of the full moon. I spent the day in the guest room by myself. But as the sun began to set, Carla entered my room with her medical case. She was dressed in a long white gown; similar to the one I wore. She told me to bathe and get prepared for the ceremony.

Carla went into the bathroom and drew my bath. When I got in the tub, Carla got a razor and soap and lathered my scalp and shaved my head. Then she had me stand so she could shave my balls. “You must be very clean and hairless when you are presented to the goddess and the High Priest,” she said.

She dried me off with a large white towel and gave me a white gown, just like hers to put on. Then she led me back to the bed and had me lay down. She got a hypodermic needle out of her bag and gave me a shot in the arm with a drug, which she said would relax me. It took a few minutes for me to feel the first effects of the drug. Then Carla put a black leather hood over my head so that I couldn’t see anything on the way to their temple. She and Spora assisted me out to the car.

They laid me on the back seat of the car and Carla and Spora got in the front seat. Not being able to see where we were going, I lost track of time. But it seemed like we drove for at least 30 minutes. When the car stopped my muscles were so relaxed that I couldn’t move and so I had to be carried. Several persons picked me up and carried me up stairs, then down stairs. They carried me into a cool room, undressed me and then placed me on a hard surface. I don’t know how long I laid there, but eventually I heard voices as a group of people entered the room.

Someone raised my head and placed something hard under my neck so that my head was raised. Then Rafael took the leather hood off my head. It was then that I realized that I was in a temple room with Raf , his father and sister, and a number of other people. Since I couldn’t move to turn my head I can’t tell how many were there but with exception of Spora, who wore pink, they were all dressed in white gowns like the one I had been given that evening. It was then that I realized that I was completely naked and that I was spread eagle on a stone altar.

A black man in a white gown and white feather headdress, who I later learned was the High Priest came over to me and put his hand on my stomach and gave a chant in a language that I didn’t understand. Then he fondled my dick and balls and said another chant that I didn’t understand. Though I couldn’t see it at the time, there was a large stone idol of the goddess, sitting on a throne and in her lap was large basin that contained charcoal and oil, which the high priest lit and said another chant. Then he came back to me and motioned for Carla to come. She was dressed in the white gown and she carried her black medical instrument bag, which she opened and took out a tray of surgical instruments, which she set next to my left side. Then she stood facing the High Priest. He made a motion and Carla dropper her gown so that she was totally nude before him and everyone. He placed his right hand on her belly. The High Priest then said another chant, which blessed the seed growing inside her womb. Then he motioned for her to dress and proceed with the ceremony.

After Carla put her gown back on she came over to me and touched my forehead with her right hand and said: “There is nothing to worry about my little Hermana. You must make this sacrifice our family. It will hurt, and I am sorry that I can’t give you something to kill the pain, but it must be this way. It is our law. But it will be a very simple operation. I am going to castrate you. I have done this operation before, ten times already so I am very skilled. You have nothing to worry about. I will make a small incision on both sides of your scrotum. Then I will remove your testicles and give them to the High Priest to offer as a gift to the goddesses Luna.”

The drug had paralyzed me so that the only muscles that I could move were my eyes and eyelids. However, Raf was standing by my right, his hand patting my shoulder as if to reassure me that everything would be all right. But I felt like saying: “Raf, don’t let them do this.” But I couldn’t open my mouth to speak a word.

Raf kissed my forehead and said: “Its all right Hermana, the operation is necessary. You must let the High Priest present your gift to the goddess. I love you Hermana.”

Raf propped my head up some so that I could watch what was soon to be done to me. First Carla taped my dick to my tummy so it would be out of the way, then she poured some disinfectant over my sac. As she did this, the High Priest gave another chant and there was a responding chant from the others. This time Carla translated what the High Priest was saying: “When you were born 14 years ago you were hairless and you suffered no pain. But your mother suffered great pain. Now you are being reborn hairless into a new life as a eunuch. This time it is you who must suffer the pain.”

Carla then got a scalpel from the instrument bag and cut the left side of my ball sac, then the right. It stung, but I couldn’t do anything about it. Raf tried to reassure me that everything would be fine by saying: “My little Hermana, the Goddess selected you. She wants your gift so that she can present it to the other gods and goddesses. Your gift will make our family prosper. It will be through your pain our family will experience success and happiness.”

Carla pulled both of my balls out of the sac so they were hanging by the cords. It felt like I had been kicked in the balls, the pain was so severe. But the pain continued as she clamped my ball cords with her forceps and then cut my left ball free and dropped it in the tray. Then she said: “Hermana, before I cut your other testicle free I am going to wait 2 minutes. Remember these last seconds as these two minutes are the last minutes that you will be a boy on this earth.”

I mentally counted the seconds hoping that something would happen that would save my last ball. But as soon as the two minutes were up she cut my right ball free and placed it beside my left ball in the tray. Then she held them up so I could see. “Hermana, these are your gifts,” she said as she handed my balls to the High Priest.

The High Priest held them in his hands and raised them to the stone goddess that I just now noticed. The goddess was carved in black stone and she had large breasts and in her lap was a basin filled with red-hot coals.

Raf then kissed me on the lips and Rafael patted me on the shoulder and said: “Welcome to the family, Hija.”

The High Priest held my balls in his hands facing the goddess and gave a long chant, which Carla translated and paraphrased as: “I present to you ‘O’ great goddess Luna, these gifts, taken from one only worthy to be your slave. The manhood of this slave is taken away forever. So now this slave will live out the rest of its present life and all future lives as a eunuch. No masculine terms of address will ever again be used to address this slave. The slave will be given a name fitting for its new life.”

The High Priest now spoke in a language that I could understand. He said: “Let the mother of this slave come forward. Let the father of this slave come forward.”

Then Spora stood at the High Priest’s left and Rafael stood at his right. Then he asked Spora: “What is the slave’s name?” When Spora answered, the High Priest said: “The name of this slave is now Paquita as it can no longer bear a masculine name.”

Then Spora and Rafael stood back as the High Priest continued to chant, while Carla took a red-hot iron and burned off what was left of my ball cords. She explained that when she did this procedure in her office she simply tied the cords off so that if a transplant became available in the future there would be cords to hook the new testicle to. But their law required that my ball cords be burnt. Now a transplant for me would be impossible, so I would never have a chance to be a man. Next she sewed me up, and then Raf raised me slightly so that I could watch the High Priest, who had now finished his chant.

The High Priest stood silent for a moment. Then he dropped my balls into the red-hot caldron. They made a hissing sound just like when you drop seltzer tablets into a glass of water. The High Priest raised his hands upward and said another chant. The others, including Raf and Carla responded with another chant.

While I while still lay on the altar table, Carla gave an anti-biotic shot to prevent infection. Then she gave me another shot that made me fall asleep.

Due to Carla’s fine care, I healed quickly. Ten days after my castration, Raf and I were married in the temple. It was a beautiful ceremony. After a celebration dinner at his father’s house we retired to our bedroom and Raf made love to me. As his cock pumped my ass hole it stimulated my prostate flushing out the last of my fertile cum. Though anal sex was still pleasurable, after six months erections became rare for me. My hair grew back and is now shoulder length like Spora’s hair. Within a year I had put on 30 pounds, mostly in my tummy and hips. I looked like a pregnant teenage girl. Spora and I started to look more and more like mother and daughter.

Raf loves me heavy, and after 30 years we are still together.

Donna and Teresa came down a month after my castration. Perhaps another time I will tell their story and Carla’s. The children born to these three women had lives as interesting as mine, but again another time.

After my castration Frankie the boy was reborn as Paquita the eunuch, making my metamorphosis complete.

Finis