The Year 2020
By: Steve Aldea

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In the year of 2020 and after the fallout of the right wing political régimes of the Republican Party, a new breed of power so to speak landed in our nations capital with command and control of reproductive laws.




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The Year 2020

 

© By Steve Aldea Jan 05

 

In the year of 2020 and after the fallout of the right wing political régimes of the Republican Party, a new breed of power so to speak landed in our nations capital with command and control of reproductive laws.

 

There was a master race being developed, judged by race, intelligence, athletic ability, and by the start of their breeding years, their endowment, and testicle size.

 

Young men were mandated to wear jock straps while playing sports to have themselves from any king of injury to the groin, however the testicles especially were important not to have any harm come to them.

 

At age 18 all young men were milked for their sperm production and later castrated.  All older guys like myself were milked and castrated as well.  It made a less of a violent society to have neutered males walking around except for those who did the breeding through artificial insemination.

 

I never forget the day it was my day at the local castration center.  We males entered this locker type room and undressed and put on white robes.  We then were rushed to a wall that had a square cut hole in size, where we pushed out groins to and we were shaved from our pubic hair and our balls were baby smooth.

 

The next station along the wall was washing and cleansing.  Next we entered a warm room about 70 degrees and were instructed to lay on the table on our backs with our legs in stir-ups.  There must have been 40 castrating tables in the room with attendants ready and willing to castrate in less in 10 minutes per castrate.  All I can remember is seeing this one castrating doctor put on rubber gloves, probe my scrotum with a needle and before you knew it I was castrated, sewn up and told to put back on my robe with instructions for after care with ice packs. 

 

A lot of the guys in the dressing room afterwards were quite relieved of their castrations, and it seemed that everyone had smile on their faces.  No longer did we have to worry about hurting our little “Charlie’s” as we called them!  As we left the locker area we noticed a new wave of young, old and middle aged men getting ready for their cutting.  I am sure it must have taken several years to castrate most American Males, except the breeders, and I am sure the docs, supplies of scalpel, sutures and patients always kept one having a very busy job. 

 

 

 

 



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