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   It was a day like any other as Terry left the house.  He would spend his day driving around in his work van answering service calls.  In between calls he would read penectomy stories that he had downloaded, and fantasize about his own penis being cut off.

     It was late in the day and Terry was hoping to finish up soon so that he could get home to his computer and start pulling on his worthless pud.  He was in a hurry so he left the stories on the passenger seat.  He did not see the three young girls peeking at him from next door.

    It was not until he came back to his van that he noticed them, and it looked like one of them was holding his folder with all of the stories in it.  He looked in the van window, and they did have his notebook. 

    “What now?” he thought to himself, but he did not have to wait long.  The oldest girl, a skinny blond, about 13 started walking towards him.  Two other girls about a year or so younger followed behind her.  It was summer and they were all wearing bikinis which was causing Terry to get hard.  It must have been the fact that they had probably been reading his stories.

     “Do you want this?”  The blond ask.

     “Yes I do.”  Terry replied.

     “I bet you do.” She retorted, with a sly grin spreading across her face.

     “Well then come and get it.”  One of the younger girls blurted out.  Then all three of them turned and ran off through a path in the woods.

     Terry did not know what else to do, so he moved his work van around the corned and proceeded to follow them.  It did not take long.  He caught glimpses of them as they headed deeper into the woods.  Finally after about 15 minutes he saw what looked like an abandoned shed.  He knew they were there.  He could hear them giggling.

     He was shocked when he walked around the front of the shed and saw that all three girls were completely naked.  He felt dizzy for a moment, and then his cock started to rise again. 

     “C’mon,” he pleaded, “give me my notebook, so I can leave.”

     “Oh no,” a little brunette quipped up. “Were going to see “it” first, or were going to tell that you showed it to us.”

     “What?” he asked.  His heart was really pounding now, was this really happening?

     They went into the shed.  Terry saw that it was a well equipped garden shed with many tools that could put an end to his cock.

     “Get it out.” The girls started to chant, as they all began to finger their little slits.

     Terry could not help it as he took off his pants and started to pump his throbbing organ.  The girls eyes got big and they started giggling as they saw his dripping organ.  He knew that he was at their mercy now.  He was scared and excited at the same time.  Then his eyes fell on a large pair of pruning sheers hanging on the wall.  The little blond saw it too.

      She took the cutters off the wall and Terry helped her get it around his cock.  He could not believe what he was doing.  The two younger girls were just staring as they rubbed their selves furiously.  Terry was pumping himself too, and he was nearing his last cum.  The skinny blond’s eyes were glassy as she stared at Terry’s prick. She was trying to finger herself and hold the sheers.  Terry helped her prop one handle on a short table so that she had leverage to press down with one hand.  So the girls were frigging, and Terry was pumping with one hand and steadying the cutters with the other.  The little blond was squeezing the cutters tighter and tighter.

     Suddenly long jets of cum started flying out of his penis, hosing down the two masturbating girls.  The blond had both hands on the cutters as she squeezed them all the way shut.

     A moment of shock followed.  The cutters fell on the floor and the girls just stared at the severed organ in Terry’s hand.  Blood was pouring out of the hole that once was his cock, he felt dizzy.  The girls grabbed his cut cock out of his hand and ran off.  He was too weak to follow.

     He made it to the hospital and had to admit that he had severed his own penis in a fit of insanity.  As to its whereabouts he did not know.  A day at the hospital, a year in counseling and now Terry wishes he had it back.  Too Bad.  Now it’s in a jar of formaldehyde on the girl’s mantel.  They took the penis home to their father who is a Taxidermist.  He loved the story and he put Terry’s penis on the manted, next to his own.  He lived alone with his girls, and recently they had taken his worthless dick also, but that’s another story.