Twenty-five years on from that the world was a very different place. There was universal peace, but some very significant changes. Men had been gelded to make sure they were docile and all children were born by artificial insemination. They were housed in guarded camps and used to work in factories, farms and any menial jobs. All the specialist jobs were done by women. There was a lottery where the women who lost had to bear a male child to keep up the supply of sperm and to prevent problems from inbreeding form a limited sperm supply. Otherwise women were free to have as many female children as they wished. The difference was that the female children were cared for by their mothers whereas the males were taken away straight after birth to be looked after in special camps. The decision had been taken to keep the boys in diapers and rubber pants so that there was no need to toilet train them. In the camps, they were cared for by women volunteers. When the boy began to develop, they would check their diapers at the morning change for signs of nocturnal emission. When there was a good quantity, a swab would be taken to check for a good quantity of healthy sperm. If the lab results came back positive, the boy would be transferred out of that camp to the 'breeder' camp from which they would progress to the farms and factories.

John had had yet another of those strange dreams which woke him in the middle of the night in his dormitory. The next morning there was a sticky white patch on the front of his diaper as he was showered and changed into clean fresh diapers and rubber pants. The staff noticed the increased size of the patch of semen and, out of site of john swabbed it and sent it to the lab. Later that day, the lab results came back that there was a satisfactory quantity of life sperm in his sample, so John would be transferred to the breeder unit that day. A member of staff collected John from the outside play group and led him to a waiting van. All the boys wore jump suits over their diapers and they didn't have any possessions to pack. there was a colored patch on the top pocket of each jump suit so the boys knew which color fitted them when they picked up their clean suits after their shower and diaper change each morning.

Meanwhile, the head teacher at Helen's school came to collect her from her classroom. Helen looked worried as she tried to think of all the things she had done recently which might have got her into trouble. Even more worrying was that she couldn't think of anything which merited a punishment. The head teacher smiled at her, "Don't worry, Helen, you're not in trouble!" In her room, the head teacher invited Helen to sit down while she explained why Helen had been called. "Helen, you know about the ballot to have a male child?" Helen nodded her agreement - after all, it was an important part of the school curriculum to learn about civic responsibility and why it was a female dominated society with a shrinking number of men. Due to the breeding programme, an optimum number of sperm donors of suitable types had been made, so the number of male births had decreased dramatically to just one in a hundred to provide enough for safe genetics. The choice of female was not entirely random in the Lottery either. As a male came of age for sperm donation, the girls most suited to bear a child from his sperm only were put into the Lottery. This was not common knowledge as the women thought it entirely random. It was easier for the governments of the world to leave it that way. Sometimes older women were chosen in this way to produce a boy in later life. This was all carefully calculated on the population computer which had been programmed to produce the right genetic mix for the world population as a whole.

"Helen, your name has been chosen in the Lottery. There is a good side and a bad side. The bad side is that you have to bear a male child, but the good side is that you have the right, should you so wish, to carry out the penectomy and castration on your sperm donor. Most girls want to do that! You will be going today to the clinic where this will take place. Your mother has been informed and is packing a case of your belongings for you right now. They'll be a car to take you there after your mother has had a chance to say good-bye to you. You'll be there at the clinic until your male pregnancy has been confirmed. Any questions?" "Can I tell my friends where I'm going, please?" "No, we'll do that for you. We will announce it to a whole school assembly that you have been chosen. It makes sure that all the girls know and that there are no untrue rumors spread about you. You passed your last medical as in full health, so there is nothing to worry about. You know you get a civic credit into your bank account for bearing a male child?" "No, I didn't know that," came Helen's surprised reply. "Oh yes, Helen, it's enough for a small house or nice apartment for when you leave school. After all, society is using that as a way to reward and thank you for doing your civic duty!" Helen's mother arrived at that point so the head teacher left Helen and her mother together for a few minutes for her mother to wish her daughter well. Helen and her mother came out together and the head teacher escorted Helen to the waiting car to take her to the clinic or breeding center.

John was already there and was being prepared for his part in the proceedings. He was given a large dose of purgative to clear him out overnight. The next day, he was showered and given a diaper to hold to himself as he was led to his crib. There he was put on his back on an incontinence pad with his wrists and feet fastened to the head and foot of the crib with soft ties so that he could be kept from any form of playing with himself. This was to give his testes time to cool to their optimum temperature to ensure the maximum number of healthy live sperm from his milking. Two days of lying on his back alternating with his front to prevent sores, and being fed a high protein liquid diet with a mild sedative had John ready for his first milking. A final enema ensured that he was internally clean for the nurse to massage his prostate during the milking process.

John was washed and then a diaper and drop front rubber pants put on him rather than the usual pull up type. The restraints were released and he was lifted into a wheelchair. All the boys were docile anyway as they were subliminally conditioned to behave and obey any instructions from a woman or girl from a young age as the conditioning was played through their pillows all night from a very young age. The women, in their minds, weren't being cruel, but rather ensuring that there would be no male dominated wars ever again. John was wheeled into the milking room where he was placed in a special chair by the staff with the nurse in her rubber gloves and plastic apron ready to do the necessary. His head was strapped back against the head rest, his chest and waist held down with straps and his arms and legs were also firmly strapped down to the supports. The nurse took a large pacifier and inserted into John's mouth for him to suck on. The boys always had pacifiers in their night time cribs anyway, as did the men who had been through this process. She then proceeded to put a rubber harness around his head to hold his jaw shut so he could not cry out. There was an incontinence pad on the chair to protect it, so she next removed the drop front rubber pants, undoing the poppers down the front of them before sliding them away and then removing his diaper. The nurse changed her gloves and pressed a button at the back of the chair. The back became flat like a dentist's chair and rose so it reached a convenient height to work on him. The leg supports spread up and out, exposing his bottom. The nurse took a special hypodermic syringe and, taking John's penis with the fingers of one hand, she pulled it out as far as possible and injected both sides. After injecting it, she proceeded to rub the injection sites to spread the alprostadil drug which quickly produced a satisfyingly large erection. Putting the syringe in a sharps bin, she picked up a device with a tube leading to a pump and a glass reservoir on the end of the device, somewhat like a cow's milking machine. She fitted this over John's erect penis and strapped it down firmly to the fixings on the chair. Finally, she pulled up a stool between John's legs, lubricated a rubber covered device connected to the same machine with gel and inserted this into his back passage. This too was fixed in place. Turning the machine on, the rubber sleeve inside the device started to massage John's penis while device in his back passage did the same for his prostate. John writhed in the chair as far, as the straps would allow, as these strange sensations overcame him, sweating as hormones raged through his body as it prepared for sexual release. Finally he ejaculated a respectable amount of semen into the glass reservoir. The device was left working for a while longer until the nurse was sure that they'd harvested all there was to be collected that day.

John was disconnected, placed back in his diaper and rubber pants, then taken back to his room where he was strapped back down in his crib without a diaper or rubber pants on. He was given a bottle of milk and more sedative to suck from to calm him down. The milking was tested and found to contain plenty of healthy motile sperm, so it was transferred to the sperm bank for freezing.

Meanwhile Helen was undergoing her training process. She was told that she could be either artificially inseminated as was the usual practice for reproduction, or actually have intercourse with the donor who would be suitably restrained. She was told that this would be the only opportunity for her to experience the sexual activity of the past, but many girls chose the artificial method as being more clinical. She was told that, when her pregnancy was confirmed, it was her right to remove John's penis and to castrate him. This would ensure that he would remain docile as an adult and also never be able to penetrate a woman ever. Her training was on special dummies to practice the procedure until she could carry it out on John. She thought about her choices carefully and decided that this was the once in a lifetime opportunity she couldn't turn down. She informed her instructor that she would like to try the 'old way' and intersperse that with the modern insemination method as she would do this on five days.

During her induction process, she was taken into the clinic room where she was placed in the female version of the chair John had been in. The nurse, using lidocaine gel, numbed Helen's hymen and then gently broke it for her using a dilator. She then removed the dilator and squirted more antiseptic and anesthetic gel into her vagina and replaced the dilator, strapping it round Helen to hold it in place. Helen was given a sedative and taken to lie down until the nurse removed the dilator as Helen was now numb from the anesthetic gel and would then be recovered in time for her insemination. the next day, Helen was back in the chair as the nurse gave her a douche to wash out any remaining gel from her vagina. Helen enjoyed the nurse's administrations as much as the nurse enjoyed giving them.

Came the big day for her first insemination. This was timed to take place on the first day of her fertile cycle for maximum opportunity to get pregnant. She was led into the insemination room where there was a bed on which John was strapped down and a trolley beside it for her to be taken back to her room. The trolley had been adjusted so that one end was lower than the other, with the pillow at the lower end. John was gagged and wearing an opaque hood. His body had been covered by a sheet with a hole for his penis to protrude. Once Helen was in the room, the nurse injected John's penis again to ensure a good firm erection and then she coated it with lubricant gel as it stood up stiff and straight from the white sheet around it. The nurse smiled at Helen. "I know you know what to do. I'll leave you in privacy once you've mounted him. When you've finished, go and lie down on the trolley with your head on the pillow and press the buzzer. I'll come to get you ready to go back to your room. OK? Any questions?" Helen told her that she would be fine. Helen removed her robe exposing her fine athletic body with her firm breasts. She looked good and knew it. beside the bed on which John was strapped was a set of steps which she used to mount the bed before kneeling astride John, facing away from him. The nurse guided John's erect member into Helen's awaiting vagina, wet from the anticipation of her first sexual experience with a male. as Helen slid herself gently down to sit across him. When the nurse had left the room, Helen started riding John. She rubbed herself as she was doing this to bring her to her climax which happened just as John ejaculated into her. She sagged onto him, hot and sweaty form the effort of riding him and the waves of sexual pleasure which had flooded through her at her climax. remembering what the nurse had said, she dismounted and went to lie head down on the trolley. The nurse came back in and smiled at her. "How was that?" "Wonderful!" came Helen's reply. The nurse gently inserted a large rubber dildo into Helen's vagina to keep the sperm in there. This was held in place with firm straps around her hips and between her legs. The nurse then gently diapered Helen and slid a pair of pretty pink rubber pants up her legs and covered her diapers. Helen had been warned about this as she'd be expected to lie head down for the rest of the day and overnight.

Helen was covered up and wheeled back to her bed which had also been placed in the head down position. The nurse offered Helen a drink from a baby bottle which, as she'd been told, was laced with a sedative to help her to relax and sleep. She cuddled Helen as she gave her the bottle. Since men were excluded from female society, the only sexual relationships were lesbian ones. The nurse looked at Helen's young firm body and sighed with longing. She knew that she was banned from having relationships with the girls in her care for their insemination, but she could wish, couldn't she?

Helen was changed as needed when she wet her diaper and given fluids to drink from the bottle whenever she woke and was thirsty. The next morning, she was helped into the shower, the plug and straps removed and Helen was left to shower. The nurse would have loved to stay to shower her or, even better, shower with her, exploring and enjoying each other's bodies, but she knew that she must not, for fear of dismissal and punishment. When Helen had showered and dried herself, the nurse brought her breakfast. Later that morning, Helen was given an enema to flush out her back passage. taken back to the clinic room and helped into the chair in which she had been when her hymen had been broken. The chair was moved up and back with her legs apart, tipping her head down so that the sperm had the optimum chance of inseminating her.. The nurse inserted the artificial device into Helen. There was a part which entered her back passage and another part which entered her vagina. A section pressed against her clitoris which would be massaged as the inseminator did its work. Electrodes and sensors were stuck to Helen to monitor her heart rate and state of arousal. The inseminator had been charged with a portion of John's milkings. The nurse showed Helen the switch with call button and told Helen that she'd go to leave her in privacy while she was inseminated. "Do you have to go?" Helen asked, "I'd rather you stayed. I've seen the way you've been looking at me and I feel the same about you. Please share with me?" "You won't say anything? I could be sacked for this." "I won't! I want you too much," came Helen's reply, full of desire and longing. Helen had shared with her schoolmates before, but never with an older, experienced woman so desirable. The nurse went to the door and locked it. She removed her uniform, inserted a spare inseminator inside her, charging it with lubricant gel instead of sperm, and then lay on top of Helen as they put their arms around each other and kissed. After a while, the nurse, remembering why they were there, turned on the inseminator in Helen and her own. Helen's loving took on a greater urgency as did the nurse's and they both came together as Helen was inseminated with John's sperm and the nurse felt the gel squirted right up inside her.

The nurse cuddled Helen for a while longer, then decided she'd better get dressed and get Helen back to her room. She removed the inseminator after doing the same to herself and wiping herself down where she had become hot and sweaty too. Helen had the dildo inserted and then the thick diapers and rubber pants. At first Helen had been turned off by the thought that she'd have to wet herself, but realized, when she had submitted to the inevitable pressure of a full bladder that the felling was actually rather nice! The babying did bring back comforting memories of childhood being loved and cared for by her mother, which is exactly what the psychologists who had designed the whole process had intended. The nurse took her back to her room and was about to give Helen the bottle when Helen grabbed her and pulled her over to give her a long, lingering kiss. "Come to my room tonight and we'll sleep together!" came Helen's invitation. The nurse was tempted and though about it hard, realizing that she could not resist this young girl's tender love. "By the way, I think it was first time lucky! I'm sure I'm pregnant!"

The nurse did spend the night with Helen and it is enough to say that they didn't get much sleep that night. As planned, Helen's next insemination was with John as had been planned already. She'd have preferred to swap it for another session with the nurse and the artificial inseminators, but the decisions had been made and couldn't be changed.

John was terrified, despite the sedatives. He hated being restrained and things done to him without his knowing what they were. Twice more, he had been tied down, hooded, covered by a sheet and injected. then something had happened which felt wonderful, but he didn't know what or why. He was taken back to the room where he'd been milked and restrained in the chair yet again. A rubber mask had been put over his face and strapped in place. A gas had been turned on which smelled sweet and made his head spin. he was, frankly, terrified. His ears had been plugged as well so he couldn't hear. What was to happen to him? he'd soon find out! Something had been put into his bladder as well and it felt strange. John had actually been catheterized with a special stiff catheter to allow his urine to still flow when his penis had been suitably dealt with.

Unbeknown to John, Helen's pregnancy had been confirmed, so she was to do her civil duty by preparing John for adulthood in the wonderful new world order. She scrubbed up with the nurse and put gown, rubber gloves, mask, cap and long clear plastic apron which reached nearly down to her white rubber boots which she was wearing, exactly matching the nurse's garb. They went into the room where John was restrained with his legs spread wide apart and up high. The nurse had previously swabbed John's privates with antiseptic and covered them with a sterile towel. Despite the gas and the sedative, John was struggling against the straps, so the nurse slightly increased the flow on nitrous oxide to sedate him further.

The nurse filled a syringe with lidocaine local anesthetic, then proceeded to inject John at the base of his penis and a nerve block for his scrotum. Stories about awake cuttings were true in that John would be awake, but should feel nothing. After all, the women weren't cruel, just determined to end permanently any chance of a male dominated society by ensuring all young men were gelded after their breeding purpose had been served. Those men surviving had also been gelded in the same way, but under the new penal code. It was always possible to find some part of the code which a man had broken and the punishment was obvious: penectomy and castration. By this time, most surviving males from the past had fallen foul of the law and been dealt with in this way.

The nurse indicated to Helen that she should start. Helen picked up the elasticator as she'd been shown in the training and placed a rubber ring over the prongs. Squeezing the handles, the prongs pulled apart, stretching the ring wide. Taking John's scrotum and testes in one hand, she fed them through the stretched rubber ring. She put the tips of the prongs against his skin as the nurse assisted by pulling on his scrotum and testes hard to stretch them as far as possible. Helen then slid the rubber ring off the prongs as the ring leapt off and encircled John's scrotum, cutting off the blood supply just as a lamb would be castrated. In time, they'd fall off by themselves, but Helen had the right, should she chose, to actually surgically remove them. A second ring was put in place next to the first. Helen then put a third ring on the elasticator, opened the prongs and fed it over the urine collection bag and catheter around John's penis. Again the nurse assisted by pulling his penis out as far as possible to ensure that as little should be left as could be arranged. A second band followed this one. They both changed their gloves for new sterile ones as the nurse handed Helen a scalpel as she stood between John's legs with a bowl strategically placed underneath to catch any blood. Helen stood there for a moment, scalpel in hand as she contemplated which she would cut first. Having decided, she took his scrotum in her hand and squeezed firmly. With the scalpel, she ran it first around the skin of the scrotum itself and removed that, leaving his testes hanging. Carefully cutting each as close to the ring as possible, she removed both of the offending objects, dropping them into the bowl. "Well done, Helen! You did that superbly!" came the nurse's comment. Helen smiled. She'd been looking forward to this part ever since she knew that she would have to bear a male child. the pity was that it was so short and over so quickly.

She now started to remove his penis. No sudden slash, she wanted to enjoy this as much as she could. She fist severed the skin around his penis, then slit it from ring to tip to remove it from around the catheter. Next she cut the urethra on the underside of his penis and slit that from ring to tip to free the catheter. Finally she started to cut into the penis itself. As his penis was erect and engorged with blood, the blood spurted onto her plastic apron as she sliced though, severing it just above the rubber bands. There were the rubber rings encircling what was left of his penis and scrotum. the nurse had pulled really hard so that what remained of the penis had disappeared below the surface of his skin. It was now useless! The nurse applied antiseptic and dressings over the amputation sites. She then summoned an assistant to take John away. Helen smiled at her, "That was fun! I wish I could do that again!"

"Would you really like to?" asked the nurse. "Oh yes!" Helen replied with a glow of satisfaction on her face. The nurse told her that there was a prewar man in there that afternoon if she really wanted to do that again. Helen did and took just as much delight in the repeat performance that afternoon. However, as the man was being punished for some crime or other, this time it was done with just sedation and no anesthetic! What was the point of punishment if it didn't hurt? Helen made the cutting a slow careful process as the man struggled against the mask and straps holding him down. He didn't have the ear plugs so the two ladies kept up a running commentary on what they were doing to him.

John meanwhile was kept sedated until both sets of rubber rings had fallen off as dry gangrene had finished Helen's work. When he discovered what had been done to him, he cried for the way he'd been mutilated. The catheter was removed and he was put back in diapers and rubber pants. After that, he was transferred to a dormitory for neutered males to work in a factory. The loss of the testosterone from his testes caused him to become docile as intended.