"Aw c'mon, Ma, says Pa, "You can't be serious."

"Now you know what I told you, Pa, if I caught you exposin' yerself to Little Sis again."

"I'm sorry, Ma, you know me, I couldn't help myself, it just felt so darn good."

"This is the last time, Pa. Now let's go."

Out in the barn Ma tells Pa to strip naked and then tells him to sit in a wooden chair and spread his legs. She puts a rubber band tight and high up around Pa's nut sack to help control the bleeding. Then she fits a wooden box with a spring-loaded slicing blade inside around his nut sack. It pinches a little going on and Pa says, "Ouch!"

Ma tells Pa he might as well have one last cum before she cuts his nuts off and tells him to jerk off.

Ma watches Pa jerk off and then shoot a thick, gooey load. Then she bends down and pushes a button on the box. Pa hollers in pain as his whole nut sack is sliced neatly off. She wraps the stub of his nut sack with a bandage.

Ma says, "I'm sorry I had to do that to ya, Pa, but I had no choice."

"I understand," says Pa, as he gingerly pulls on his pants.

Ma pulls Pa's severed nut sack out of the slicing box and says "I'm gonna tan this. Your nut sack will make a great change purse."

"Whatcha gonna do with my nuts, Ma?" says Pa.

"Oh, feed 'em to the hogs, I guess."

"How many men have you de-balled with that contraption?" says Pa.

"Fifteen, countin' you, Pa," says Ma.

"Who's next?" asks Pa.

"Little Johnny, probably," says Ma. "Little Sis told me the other day she caught him playin' with himself out behind the barn."

"Do you remember buildin’ this nut-slicing box for me five years ago?" says Ma.

"Yep," says Pa, "I do."