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“Stealth Castration” by Aunt Cassie

She walked down the hallway and looked into her husband’s study and saw a familiar sight. He was naked except for a t-shirt. He was sitting in front of his laptop looking at porn and his right hand was pistoning rhythmically on his greasy erection.

She smiled and said, “Hi, honey, enjoying yourself?”

He gave her a confused look and said, “Yeah, I mean, no.”

“What’s the matter, honey?”

“Well, it’s funny, I’ve been jerking off for an hour now and I can’t seem to be able to cum.”

“That’s too bad. Maybe I can help. First off, have you checked your balls?”

“Well, now that you mention it they do feel kind of funny, kind of numb.” And he reached down and squeezed them in their pouch.

“It’s probably because they’re not real, they’re actually plastic replicas called Neuticles.”

“Huh? Say what??”

“Yes, and the reason you can’t cum is because you don’t have any testicles.”

“What? How? That’s crazy!”

“Sorry, honey, no more little cummies for you, I’m afraid.”

“This can’t be happening!” he cried in anguish. “What have you done?”

“Well, I just got tired of your being ‘Mr. Big Stuff’, playing with your smelly pecker all the time, and I decided to cut you down to size.”

“It’s not possible!”

“On the contrary, it’s very possible. I was talking to Joanne about it and she told me of a new breakthrough in medical science, ‘Stealth Castration’. And it turned out to be very affordable and easy to arrange.”

By this time his big erection had wilted down to a tiny stub and he was on the verge of tears. “Please, honey, I’m desperate! I’m begging you, please call whoever did this and have it reversed!”

“Sorry, baby, that’s not possible. You’re just going to have to accept being a sexless eunuch.”

He looked at her, his mouth hanging open, struck dumb with disbelief.

She chuckled and her voice took on a new, hard edge. “So, I guess now you’ve learned who’s boss. And believe me, you’re gonna have to be making some serious changes in your conduct. But for now, why don’t you be a good little boy and take a shower and get dressed. Dinner will be ready in an hour.”

She leaves him and he hangs his head and quietly sobs.

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