1947 S-4

If you feel you may be a victim of subliminal indoctrination, please 
read further with caution.

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Thursday 1:06 pm

"I got him as a birthday present a couple of days ago," Peter told 
the other guy in the waiting room who inquired about his puppy. Peter 
had recently celebrated his 19th birthday. He got the dog from one of 
his friends.



"Mr. Hunt?" Peter carried Duker through the door. The vet pointed to 
a basket for Peter to sit Duker in. "How old is he?" the vet asked.



Peter responded, "I thought maybe instead of neutering Duker, you 
could do me."



The vet looked at Peter. "Get undressed and lie down on the table."



"You've got a low hanging set," the vet commented. "Do you want to 
keep the scrotum?"



"Yes," Peter answered.



Peter carried Duker out to the car and put him in the passenger's 
seat. The vet looked at the two testicles in the stainless steel bowl.

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This story is about the conspiracy of subliminal indoctrination. It 
relates events about which their reality has yet to be determined. 
Our society receives hidden messages pumped into our subconscious on 
a daily basis, even hourly. These messages come from hundreds, maybe 
thousands, of sources. The debate remains open over whose agenda we 
are serving. Are the things we like and dislike programmed into us? 
Are our desires our own?

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Friday 1:35 pm



Coach Crane had Freshman boy's health class this hour. This was his 
sixth year teaching at Midland High School. The topic was sex 
education. Coach had invited a doctor to guest speak.



The doctor was using his chart of an erect penis to explain the 
mechanics. Coach volunteered himself as a model. The doctor moved his 
easel and charts while Coach got undressed.



"I'm sure all of you are familiar with your own penises in an erect 
state," the doctor said to the boys. "Some of you may have not 
matured into full size, yet."



Coach sat on the edge of the front of his desk. The doctor was 
massaging Coach's erecting penis. The doctor pulled Coach's testicles 
forward and began explaining.



The doctor said, "I'll have to go back to my chart over here to show 
the internal details."



Coach said, "You can go ahead and open mine."



The boys gathered around the desk as the doctor had Coach Crane lie 
back. "It's fortunate Coach keeps his balls shaved," the doctor 
commented.



Coach winced as the doctor made an incision down the middle of his 
ball bag. The doctor exposed both testicles.



"Each of you come around here and feel inside," the doctor 
instructed. The boys made their way around the table to feel the 
contents of Coach's scrotum.



"Pass this around and feel the weight," the doctor said as he handed 
the right severed testicle to Brandon. Brandon held it by the cord, 
then rested it in the palm of his hand, then handed it to Taylor.



The doctor sent the left severed testicle in the other direction. He 
handed it to Robert, who swung it by it's short cord. Robert handed 
Coach's left nut to Allen.



"Now, let's view the inside of the penis." The doctor used a large 
scalpel to make an incision down the underneath side of Coach's 
erection.



"Damn, that hurt a little, Doc," Coach informed.

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Subliminal messaging works when various criteria have been put into 
place. A target group is selected. Usually, it seems the group has no 
common factors, but there is one thread tying them together. The 
thread between the scattered target group is the first assault. The 
thread is "distributed." When the thread reaches the persons it 
relates to, step one is in place. The thread opens the minds of the 
target group.

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Monday 7:22 am



"Dr. Jeff Kennedy is a leading psychiatrist. He is joining us today 
to discuss the bizarre castration events that have been happening all 
over the world. Also, with us is Dr. Stephen Love. He is a medical 
doctor here in New York who has examined some of the men after their 
castrations. Welcome doctors," Matt said as he began the leading 
story on today.



"Dr. Kennedy, can you help us to understand why seemingly normal men 
are agreeing, and actually wanting, to have their testicles removed?" 
the host asked.



"Well," Dr. Kennedy began. "It appears the desire was almost 
instantaneous when a method became available."



"Why have some members of the medical profession agreed to performing 
these requests?" the host inquired.



Dr. Love replied. "This is uncertain. These well educated 
professionals remember everything about the occurrence in which they 
were involved, but they can't explain why they found it an acceptable 
act. I'll also add that in talking to some of the men who had been 
castrated, they actually emphasized they felt very little or no 
discomfort or pain."



"This is very interesting. Why is no one trying to stop this?" Matt 
inquired.



"Even when the castrations have taken place with many people 
observing, none tried stopping the event. It appears that a type of 
mass hypnosis was in effect. There is no way to stop the activity 
when there is no way to predict when it'll happen, because there 
seems to be no premeditation," Dr. Kennedy explained.



"The patients you examined, Dr. Love, had no difficulties from the 
quickly performed operations?" the host asked.



"No problems at all," Dr. Love answered. "With most of the male's 
reproductive organs placed externally, it may seem nature designed 
them for quick and easy removal. In our evolution, they may have been 
an afterthought or a temporary fix, maybe just a step in the 
evolutionary process. You see, with cloning, the male becomes 
obsolete. With what we currently know, it seems that cloning would 
weaken the gene pool. We may discover this to be untrue. Removal of 
the external genitalia is a quick and easy process."



"Could you remove mine?" Matt asked Dr. Love.



"Certainly," the doctor responded. "Drop your pants."



Matt stood and lowered his suit trousers and his Jockey's. The 
cameraman zoomed for a closeup of the host's genitals.



The doctor requested his medical bag. As millions of viewers watched, 
the doctor had Matt lean over the back of a chair. As Matt's heavy 
nuts dangled between his legs, the doctor made a vertical slit across 
the back of Matt's scrotum. The television host's testicles fell into 
view. The doctor explained the simple procedure as he tied off the 
cord, then cut the ball loose. The doctor handed the severed right 
testicle to it's former owner. Matt felt it and rolled it around in 
his hands. He passed it to Dr. Kennedy who closely examined it.



The doctor severed Matt's left testicle. After handing it to him, 
Matt placed it on his tongue. He rolled it around in his mouth then 
began chewing it.



Dr. Kennedy explained, as Matt pulled his underwear and pants up at 
the end of the castration, how it was perfectly normal to have the 
desire to consume a part which had been severed from the body.



"I feel much better," Matt commented as he retook his position as 
host of the interview. "Do you foresee the castration acts as 
becoming more predominant in the future?"



"Yes," both doctors responded.

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The act or personality traits meant to be encoded are then 
distributed. The "opened" mind receives this input and accepts it. 
The last part is the distribution of the catalyst that causes the 
target group members to perform the act or display the personality 
trait. This retelling of events may contain catalyst information.

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Monday 10:22 am



"You're too young, Doug. Your balls are not yet fully grown," Michael 
said to his youngest son.



"David's going to do it," Doug pleaded.



"David is 16. You're only nine," Michael explained to his youngest 
son as the eldest son applied the stretched bands to his dad's balls.



"Pull my balls down, son, so the band is real close to my body, and 
my balls are out of the way," Michael instructed David.



Michael's sack was the kind that held the nuts tightly to the body. 
It had been easier when they castrated Travis earlier. Of all the 
farmhands, he had the heaviest balls that hung down the farthest. 
They had all joked about Travis' being the closest in size to the 
bull. The teasing made Travis blush. He was the youngest of the 
farmhands, one month short of 18.



"Dad, since David's putting on the bands, can I use the knife to cut 
your balls off?" Doug asked as he continued tossing Travis' ball sack 
from one hand to the other.



"You said I could do the whole thing," David reminded his dad.



The farmhands stood watching as the two boys argued over who would 
get to castrate their dad. They had brought Ole John, the bull, in to 
the barn this morning, but began castrating themselves instead.



"You better make that last one a good one," Stan commented to 
Travis. "Once you shoot, that'll be the last load you dump. Your dick 
won't be good for nothing but pissing anymore."



Everyone looked toward Travis as he continued jerking on his hard-on. 
He had the largest cock in the group. "I know," Travis responded.



"Doug, I already told your brother he could cut my balls off from 
start to finish," Michael explained to his youngest son. "I'll show 
you how to do it when we do David next."



"Dad, I wanted you to remove my nuts, not Doug," David whined.



"I'll do it, David. Your little brother can just help me."



David used the knife to cut through his dad's banded nut sack. Doug 
caught his daddy's ball bag as it fell loose.



David was the last. He spread his legs as his dad pulled down on his 
balls. David was built like his dad. Being stimulated by all the 
cutting had caused David's balls to pull tighter to his body. Michael 
worked them down.



Michael helped Doug apply the band. Then he showed his youngest son 
where to slice through his brother's sack. Michael tossed the balls 
into the bucket holding all the others.



"Dad, I can't walk around with a hard-on all the time," David said.



"Have you ever been fucked in the ass?" Michael asked his farmhand, 
Travis.



"No," Travis responded.



"Lean over this saw horse." Travis did as instructed.



Michael spit on his hand and lubed up his son's cock. David stepped 
in behind Travis. "Here's your last chance to fuck," Michael told 
David. "And a virgin hole," he added.



David rammed his cock up Travis' ass. Travis screamed and tried 
getting away from the assault. All the guys moved in to hold him down.



It only took a few pumps and Travis was ready to shoot. Doug got 
under him to catch Travis' last jizz. "Put the head of his dick in 
your mouth, son," Michael instructed.



David dumped his last load up Travis' ass. Travis shot his wad down 
Doug's throat. Doug did a good job of swallowing most of it. Michael 
watched his boys with pride. He licked off his son's face what little 
cum had escaped Doug's mouth.



As the men started leaving the barn, Doug picked up the heavy bucket 
of balls. "Little Doug's the only man here, now," his dad commented.

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I am relaying the events as accurately as I can. You may not remember 
them. These occurrences may have been hidden in your memory. I fear 
I'm being used as a third stage medium, a way of distribution.



Chad Addison, 35 years, 9 months, 25 days after 22 November, 1963