Reverse Metoidioplasty Castration

To our surprise her female partner reached around and grabbed her small penis, in an instant it was erect. It couldn’t have been more then 3” inches long, but it sure looked like a real penis. Then the women were asking Tammy all kinds of questions. Could she have sex like a man, could she ejaculate, what did it feel like to have a penis? Tammy tried to answer them and then my wife said, “I want to compare it with my husbands!” My penis has always been on the short side, about 4½ inches. I was a little embarrassed, but after much harassing, I stood up and Tammy brought her dick over to me. To everyone’s surprise, my penis wasn’t that much longer, though it was quite a bit thicker in diameter. Then Tammy said, “See, a woman can have a dick like a man if she wants one.” But my wife said, “Does it really work like a man’s dick?” Tammy’s partner stood up and Tammy turned around. There pub’s were hairless and Tammy then shoved her dick into her lover’s vagina. Everyone was taken aback by this initially, but then we all got into it and encouraged them to continue. Tammy took little strokes, and soon they were both so turned on that they exploded in orgasm. Tammy didn’t ejaculate that we could see, but when she pulled her dick out, some milky fluid was running down her dick. They both sat down in the hot tub while there sex juices floated on top of the water. Wow is all my wife could say. Her other sister Alice, the sadomasochist, said, “Isn’t it amazing what they can do today.” Just the other day, one of my customers who I hadn’t seen in quite some time, stopped by and asked me if I had ever castrated a man. I said, “No, that’s illegal and you can go to jail.” But he said, “Not if the man consents and signs an agreement stating that he gives his consent.” Then he asked me if I would do it. I said not until I’m sure that I won’t be held liable and not until I’m prepared. I didn’t want him to die from it. My wife chimed in, “Good thinking!” Alice continued. She said, “So I checked it out and in our state, as long as a man gives his consent, he can be castrated. Then I went on the web and looked up all the methods of castrating a man. It’s an absolutely fascinating study.

Finally, I decided on the banding method. There’s an instrument that uses a special type of elastic band, which you fit around the testicles and scrotum. You ratchet the band tight and crimp the metal clip that holds the band in place. Once that’s done, the testicles are ready for removal. You could let things go like that, eventually they’d rot and fall off. But although that’s acceptable for animals, it’s not for humans. It’s best to use the special v-bladed knife, which you place below the banded testicles. Then you give one, quick, but hard pull and the testicles fall off in your hands or bucket. I watched the video and practiced on a special bag that’s supplied when you purchase the instrument. I felt good about it and also sexually titillated with the idea of castrating a man. So I called this man up and went over to his house. We talked about it and he said that if that’s how I’d like to castrate him, then that would be fine with him. So he took a shower and I got out my instrument. When he came out he was completely naked. I asked him if he was sure about this and he assured me he was. So I had him sign the papers and then stand facing the bar. I told him to put his hands on the bar and lean forward. From behind I grabbed his warm scrotum and testicles and placed the band around them. Then I asked him if he was ready, he said that he was. Ever so slowly I tightened the band. When I reached the maximum point of con-striction, I crimped the metal clip, which held the elastic band in place. Then I told him to turn around. I kissed his penis and stroked it for him, but I wouldn’t allow him to get excited. Being a sadomasochist, I made him wait until his balls started to turn bright purple. Then I made him turn back around and placed the v-bladed knife at the front of scrotum and balls. I checked it to make sure it was just in the right place, I held his balls with my left hand and then without warning him, I pulled hard on that knife. The man grunted and when I looked at my hand, I was holding his scrotum and balls. But when I pulled them from underneath him, one of the testicles fell out of the scrotum and hit the floor with a dull thud. I was so turned on by this scene, I started convulsing with a tremendous orgasm. It was the longest and hardest orgasm that I’ve had in years. When I finally composed myself, I put the scrotum and testicles in a plastic bag and checked on the man. He was resting quietly. I had given him a valium and it was doing it’s job. My wife couldn’t believe it. Then she exposed a piece of confidential information to her sisters and their lovers. She said, “Chet has had a castration fantasy his whole life! He’s even talked about getting it done!” They all looked at me and finally I said, “Yes it’s true! I don’t know why but the thought of getting castrated turns me on.” Wow, Tammy said half jokingly, “Can I have your balls if you get castrated?” My wife spoke up and said, “No you can’t have his balls! They’re my balls and when he gets castrated, I’m going to keep them.” Alice then asked me, “How serious are you about getting castrated?” I said I wanted it done but was afraid I’d lose my sexual desire. Alice replied, “You won’t lose your sexual desire if you use testosterone gel or patches.” I said, “I won’t?” Alice assured me saying, “No you won’t!” “So what are we waiting for,” Tammy yelled out. My wife looked at me and said, are you sure you want to do this? I know you’ve fantasized about it for years, but are you ready?” I said, “Well, I guess I am.” Then my wife said, “Then let’s do it.” Then to my own amazement, I said, “Yeah, let’s do it.” These women were now so excited they could hardly contain themselves. All because I agreed to get castrated. Then Alice said, “I’ve got my tools in the car.” She got up and went out to get them. While she was gone, Tammy said, why don’t you get a reverse metoidio-plasty after you’re castrated? They’ll split the underside of your penis, take the remains of scrotum, and sew them together. You’ll have a faux vagina and a dick just like mine.” I told her I’d think about it, and my wife made a face as if she liked that idea.”

Then Alice returned and interrupted our discussion. She gave me a pain killer and then said, “You’re already clean shaven so that’s one less step. Now where do you want to do this castration? My wife said, “Right here’s fine, but let me get a bowl to catch his balls in.” So she left and Alice told me to stand up in the hot tub and face the wall. “Good,” she said, “I’ve got easy access to your balls, this will be excellent.” So I took hold of the edge of the tub. My wife returned when Alice was fitting the band around my scrotum and balls. Finally the women asked if they could take a turn ratcheting the castrating tool, which is what they did. They kept asking, “Is it tight yet? Can you feel it?” Then when the band was at the maximum point of constriction, I felt Alice crimp the metal clip that held the elastic band in place. Then she removed the ratcheting tool. This took about ten or fifteen minutes and now my balls were on fire, it hurt bad. I told the women and my wife told me to turn around. When I did, she slipped my erect tool into her vagina. And it dulled the pain and I could feel myself getting excited. Then she motioned for Tammy and she put my male member into her vagina and I continued to get excited. Then then other girls did the same, five different women. The only one who didn’t give herself to me was Alice, she was still behind me. My wife then came over and got on her knees. She began to suck on my penis, slowly and forcefully, I was going to come. Just then I felt something poke through my legs, and my wife pulled down on my balls. She continued to suck hard and slow and then right when I started to explode, I felt a strange terrifying sensation. I ejaculated tons amidst cheering and laughter. The women were electrified and excited. My wife took my penis from her mouth and shouted to me, “We did it! We castrated you just like you wanted!” When I looked down, she held up a bowl with some strange looking contents. Then she passed them around so that the ladies could see. All that was left of my scrotum was a metal clip that was crimped into place. My balls were in the bowl. Alice reached in and picked up my scrotum. She asked my wife if she could add it to her collection. My wife agreed but she was going to freeze my balls. It was the most exhilarating experience of my life. Most of the women when they saw my balls getting cut off and fall into the bowl, had orgasm after orgasm. Who knew that watching a man get castrated could have that affect. Now I’m a true life Eunuch and I only use enough testosterone to please my wife. She enjoys my little penis and now she wants me to get a reverse metoidioplasty. Go figure.