Here’s his Hentai-Foundry profile. Love this concept. It’d be nice if there was some allusion to gelding as well but you can’t have everything. I think this is some kind of 3D/AI art but I’m not sure.
[ Made a few changes to the original. Hope the author doesn’t mind. ]
Male B was lying naked on his back in the hay, when Mistress K arrived, dressed in a classic cowgirl outfit, and went to sit next to him.
She put her hand on his chest. “Hi B, so I heard from miss M that you weren’t able to ejaculate a single time today” she told him, while she slowly stroked down his belly.
“This is really unacceptable, you know, I am under a lot of pressure from Blue Bull, who have been complaining about us not delivering the agreed quantities for several weeks already.”
She slowly moved her hand over his dick, continuing to his huge balls.
“How is this possible?” she asked.
“My balls have been aching a lot lately, and my penis is getting so small” he replied uneasily.
“Oh, so this is what it is about?” she said with a stern voice, “you want to get off your supplements, to keep your dick from shrinking!” while she grabbed one of his huge testicles and squeezed lightly.
“No, that’s not true” he moaned.
“I can’t believe you are abusing the situation our farm is in, just to keep your silly wiener from shrinking!” she said, taking hold of the mini-peeny.
“You know what, I will jerk you off now, and you’d better shoot a proper load, because this is not how I expect my men to behave at my farm!”
Knowing her male B like the back of her hand, she tried jerking him with masterly skills, but without success.
Frustrated, she slapped his balls hard.
“Fine, I’ll schedule an appointment with the doctor C, she is involved in the development program of the food supplements, I’m sure she will be interested in the problem you are having here.”
She stood up and left the stable, shaking her head in disbelief.
[ Pimpuszek seems to mean pimps in Hungarian. Anyway, I like this story quite a bit and hope Pimpuszek will continue it. ]
Mistress K has been running her farm for over 5 years now, deep in a rural area, somewhere east in Poland.
From the beginning, it was no ordinary farm, but specialized in the milking of men.
She started the farm shortly after the energy drink “Blue Bull” got popular and the company was in urgent need of discreet suppliers of the “secret ingredient”.
Mistress K started her career in the medical sector and back then built up a network of therapists who dealt with men having masturbation addictions.
After being contacted by Blue Bull, she decided to start a farm where men, whose addictions were deemed “uncurable”, could go live, with their addiction taken care of.
Initially, those men were very happy there, offering themselves to be milked at the machine whenever they felt horny.
Mistress K knew them all by name, and to check on their health, she would regularly milk each man by hand.
However, with the growing popularity of Blue Bull, the demand for semen just kept increasing, so she had to take measures to increase the production.
She introduced a more intense schedule, meaning the men had to be milked, even when they were not horny.
She also added special food supplements to increase the volume of each ejaculation.
A side effect of those supplements was that their testicles slowly started to grow over time, but this didn’t seem to bother most males that much, on the contrary.
However, their penis would start to shrink as well, something Mistress K would try to downplay by pointing out it simply looks smaller because their testicles got bigger.
One of the men, male B, was one of Mistress K’s favorites, with a thick long dick when he entered the farm, producing the biggest volumes on a daily basis.
But side effects the food supplements were the strongest on him, his dick shrank to just 2 inches hard, while his balls got to the size of coconuts.
Later his semen supply started to decrease, to the point he couldn’t ejaculate for a full day.
That evening Mistress K went to visit male B at his stable to have a talk about it.
I love this stuff. I should re-post everything I have on it and see if TJstill can work his magic on some of these sperm cows to show what happens to their swollen scrotums when they cease to produce their quota of spunk.
This is a re-post.
The most bittersweet honey trap.
This was my 3rd and final castration commission with Sorenutz. It took a long time and was a real hassle. The problem was due to all the details and that Sorenutz can be very temperamental. There are still a few details I would like fixed in the 3rd panel but Sorenutz refused to do them because he’d grown tired of working on it.
Anyway, this little mini-story is basically an illustration of the first castration fantasy I wrote in 1998 called, “Too Good To Be True”. I have since revised it and re-titled it as, “Castration Farm”, and can be read in my eBook, “Thirty-Five Castration Fantasies”.