During the break, the Authenticock crew took the red-velvet covers off the guillotine, and the equipment table, with the lethally curve-bladed, pearl-handled, emasculation knives, the banding-elastrators, and the clear-plastic bags of little, green, rubber-donuts, which would seal-the-fate of these studs’ huge packages.

"Who’s first?" grinned Tracy.

"C’mon, Clive!," pleaded the randy Nia. You’re the biggest! Why not set a good example to these ‘shorties’! Besides, I’m dying to fuck you again, and get that gorgeous, monster prick into my hot cunt! I’ll give you the best, and last, great ride of your life!"

"Jesus!," responded Clive, "You ARE a teen-temptress! Hell, let’s DO it! I’m dying to get-into that tight, black honey-pot again, too! What do we do, Tracy?"

"Your humpy, Keisha, wants to emasculate you, just as you shoot your cum into Nia’s horny pussy! So the easiest and safest way to accomplish that is for you to lay on your back, on the castration bench, and have Nia sit on your cock in the ‘reverse cow-girl position’, facing your feet. That way, Keisha has a clear-shot at your goodies, with her razor-sharp, cutting knife, and, at the same time, only has to be careful, about cutting-off Nia’s pretty clit!"

"Ahhhhh, what a good idea!," exclaimed Nia!

Clive lay on his back, as Tracy suggested, and Keisha sucked-on his big dick, till he was really hard, and they could get him double-banded. Gloria and Sharon got the tiny rubber-bands, onto the four prongs of each elastrator, and stretched-them-out fully, to fit over his now-stiff, monster cock, and massive balls. Sharon pushed down on the new, larger elastrator, with one hand, while she gripped the huge prick at mid-shaft, to steady-it, as Gloria squeezed and wiggled the enormous head of his dick, back-and-forth, finally popping the flared rim of his glans, through the stretched-band, and down onto the solid-shaft. Nia reached-in, and scooped-up the accumulating pre-cum, at the tip of his urethra, with her long finger-nail, spreading the natural lubricant, up and down his colossal shaft, with the comment, "There ... that ought to help grease the path!" Sharon finally got the first-band down to the base of his now-throbbing penis, and released the blue, elastrator handles, allowing the tight-band to press the prongs into his cock. "Now watch my favorite part," she suggested, as she used both hands to press the tool down, deep into his groin, and the last-inch of his now-shiny, pulsing shaft. "Nia, use that fingernail, to pop the tight-band off the prongs, and send it deep into his doomed cock-meat!"

"God, that is SO HOT!," laughed Nia, as she did as asked, and the tiny, green band snapped into his thick penis. "Look how his beautiful, stiff prick, positively gleams, with that tight-band stretching his purple, cock-skin in the bright stage-lights! See the way his veins and arteries, stick-out so prominently, with all the trapped blood in them! I CAN’T WAIT to get that baby back into my tight vagina, and see how that feels!  It seems much bigger now, than before, if that's possible!" Sharon interrupted Nia’s guided-tour, of Clive’s mighty-tool, to put the second-band, down next to the first one, leaving only a quarter-inch cutting channel, for the knife. She explained that the first-band, kept Clive from bleeding-out, while the second one, kept his bulging cock, nice and big, and hard, and filled with blood, so that the trophies, and later, the real-cock dildos, would stay the same, massive size, that the guys were packin’ when they lost them! Then Sharon and Gloria double-banded his huge, purple ball-sack, trapping the two, doomed, jumbo-egg-sized testicles inside.

Tracy gave the high-sign to Nia, saying "Jump-on that big beauty, girl-friend! He’s ‘Ready for Freddy!’"

Nia used her tongue to scoop some more pre-cum out of the hole at the tip of his pulsing, prick, spreading it all-over his chilling shaft. She gave out a whoop, and climbed-astride Clive, as Keisha, his soon-to-be-former, girlfriend, and castratrix, reached under Kia’s already-dripping, red vulva, guiding his throbbing-rod into her tight slit. Kia quickly-lowered her eager cunt, down his shaft, inch-by-inch, impaling herself, painfully, in her incredibly-tight vagina. "Lick it, lick it!," cried-out Nia to Keisha.

"The hell with spit," answered Keisha, "You guys have me so hot, I’ve got the ‘real stuff’ for you!," as she dug two fingers into her soggy snatch, and scooped-out a load of juice, which she promply rubbed all-over Clive’s half-buried shaft.

"Ah, THAT’LL help!," Nia said, brightly, as she rose-up a couple of inches, and dropped-down, double-that. Nia’s own pussy-drippings, began to kick-in, too, as she rammed her lithe-body down, over-and-over again, until his balls suddenly-began banging-up into her hard clit, and she looked-down to discover, that his entire fourteen-and-a-half inches, were buried-to-the-hilt, into her amazingly-deep cunt! "God!, Clive-baby, you’ve really got me skewered! That’s got to be jammed clear-into my uterus, but I’m so numb in there, it feels wonderful!"

Tracy was so hot, she was in mid-orgasm herself, as she diddled her throbbing clit, and leaned down to suck-on Nia’s stiff nipples, twirling her tongue around them, starting Nia’s orgasm! She looked Nia in eyes, saying, "You know, Nia, you’ve got the same problem that I do ... You just LOVE TO FUCK!"

"You got it, girlfriend! I’d rather fuck than eat! Now, sweetie, if you’ll just bite my clit, for a second, I’m outa’ here!~" Tracy did bite into-it, which tipped Nia, into a frenzied orgasm, that started her vagina pulsing and milking Clive’s imbedded-dong. That sent Clive off-to-the-races, as he hollered that he was cumming too!

Watching the action, Gloria was alertly standing-by, with the handsome, pearl-handled, emasculation-knife for the excited Keisha...

Gloria began counseling the thrilled, castratrix, "Alright, now listen-up, and get your knife ready, down between the two, little, green bands!" Tracy interrupted, "You can either saw-through his thick meat, like carving a tough steak, or you can show some style, girl, like I enjoy doing, and rip his package off, from underneath, in one dramatic, upward-pull, severing his big balls and huge cock, at the same time! Believe me, Keisha, you will get such a thrill, out of tearing a guy’s precious jewels off in one, hard stroke, as his vulnerable flesh shreds, and your knife flies-into-the-air!  You will positively get-off on it!"

Nia cried out, "Oh God, he’s shooting massive bolts of hot sperm into me! Cut him quick! ... I don’t want to get knocked-up!"

"This may be a little late, if you’re not on the pill, sweetie," Keisha explained, tactfully, and with a smile, as she fitted the knife between the two little, parallel bands, strangling his mighty cock.

Tracy volunteered, "Here, let me pull on his huge nuts, as he’s about to lose them ... I LOVE this part! Grip the knife in both hands, Keisha, and rip-it straight-up, through his hard-meat, as strong as you can! His immense prick, will stay-lodged, deep in Mia’s twat, as you slice it off, and he’ll end up, with his bloated nut-sack, in his ass-crack, with your flying knife! Incidently, lean-back a little, as you carve all these yummies off, as some over-enthusiastic girls, have been known to rip their cute clits-off, in the process! And there’s not a lot of call, so far, for ‘Real-Clit’ dildo strap-ons! ... They may be a little too-subtle!," she mentioned, with a laugh...

"Hey, will you get ON, with this, pleaded Nia. He’s pumping PINTS of sperm into me!"

"OK, Keisa ... get-ready for a count of three!" Tracy hollered. "ONE! ... TWO! ... THREE! ... CUT HIM!" Keisha gripped the sharp knife with both hands, and ripped-it-upwards, first severing his heavy scrotum, filled with his two bloated-nuts, and then, on-through the bottom of his magnificent manhood, severing his urethra, then the muscles, arteries, and veins of his once-powerful cock, now completely within the grinning control, of this sixteen-year-old horny cheerleader! Then it sliced-out, through the top-flesh, as the razor-sharp dagger, flew into the air, terminating his once-proud masculinity! "Christ! Was THAT, a rush!," she gasped!

Tracy jumped in, "Now watch the little, banded-stub, from where his mighty-cock, just-departed!" Strong jets of sperm, still shot-out of his urethra, and, undirected by his once-massive prick, sprayed-randomly-about, in all directions, landing-on, and soaking-everyone within a six-foot, trajectory-range! Over-and-over, geysers of sperm shot out of his now-featureless crotch.

"How can he shoot like that, with that little stub banded-up?," asked Nia.

Tracy went into her standard explanation, "The band holds the blood-in, 'cause the blood-pressure is not all that great. But the urethra, located in the center of his shaft, as you can see, is supplied by much-stronger prostate and groin muscles, which are powerful-enough, to fire the semen past the band. 'Neat, huh?"

Nia watched the whole performance, almost forgetting that his prodigious fourteen-inch weapon was now imbedded in HER, and no-longer attached to HIM! Tracy, though, was well-aware, and moved down to Nia’s lovely pussy, and began licking her erect, throbbing clit, as well as the hind-end of Clive’s recently-departed manhood. She sank her teeth into the still-stiff prick, thanks to his banding, and pulled it, an inch out-of Nia’s tight, wet cunt, so she could get her lips and mouth around it, and suck-out what sperm was left in it! When she’d drained all she could get, she finished pulling the entire cock, by her clenched-teeth, out of Nia’s still-quivering pussy, and presented it to Keisha, with a flourish! "Our first trophy tonight, for your strap-on, my lady!," she proclaimed, as Keisha held it. "And it’s a BEAUTY!"

Sharon went to the box, she’d brought, holding the trophy-bases, and handed one to Keisha. "Slide that pretty, down the thin, little, stainless-steel rod, and you’ve got yourself a "Trophy Cock!"

Keisha did, and the magnificent fourteen-inch specimen, with it’s huge ball-sack attached, stood rigidly up-right, for all to see. Tracy, and everyone in the crowd, with a camera, came-up, on-stage, for shots! Even Clive came over to look at it, shook his head affirmatively, and agreed, "Looks good!" Nurse Amanda then led him off to the john, for suturing.

"OK, girls," spoke-up Tracy, "The evening is getting late! Pick-out who you want to cut, and bring him up-here! We want to make a nice row of trophy cocks! You can either use our beautiful, and quick genital guillotine, or cut his cock and balls off, with a knife, and, as you just saw. You can give him his last fuck, while you’re cutting him, if you like, but obviously, that takes longer!"

Lauren towed Larry on-stage, by his huge, erect prick, with one hand, and another heavily-hung, black stud, with the other. "Larry and Washington, here, know that I want, one of your double-dildo, real-cock strap-ons, and they’ve volunteered to give up their fabulous, big tools to me! Aren’t they great guys!? I want to fuck Washington, ‘cause I’ve never nailed-him before! Which of you horny ladies want to fuck and cut Larry?"

"Oh, ME! ...ME!," hollered the little teen-tart, Tracy. "That last scene with Nia and Clive, got me so hot, I’ve got cum, running down my legs! Let’s go, fellas, get those big whangers up on the castration tables, so we can get you double-banded!" The two naked donors laid on their backs, and Sharon and Gloria moved to them with the banded elastrators. Their penises were so large, that both Tracy and Amanda had to help lube them, with their tongues, before the stretched-bands would pop-over their massive cock-heads, and down onto the stiff shafts. But soon, both guys’ pricks and nuts were fully-banded, and shining, and Tracy and Lauren were invited to climb-aboard! Lauren had a bit of a struggle, getting Washington fully-imbedded in her tight cunt, but Tracy had an easy time of-it, even though Larry was a tad bigger, as she still had her juices, bubbling out of her pussy, and running-down her legs, from watching Nia and Clive’s go-round! The girls came first (when was Tracy NOT cumming?), quickly followed by the guys. Gloria and Sharon alertly stood-ready, with the lethal, curve-bladed knives, and handed them to Lauren and Tracy. When the studs started to shoot, the girls both fitted their knives between the cutting-channel, of the tiny green-rubber donuts, while Sharon and Gloria, both stretched-out their huge ball-sacks. "Let’s do them together!," laughed Tracy, "One ... Two ... THREE!" The audience cheered, as the girls’ knives tore-through the doomed-meat, and flew into the air, simultaneously, ripping the once-proud packages, completely off the still-squirting, new eunuchs! Tracy, ever with a sense of fun, climbed off Larry, helped Lauren off Washington, and hand-in-hand, shimmied to the front of the stage, bowed to the applauding audience, with the donors big cocks, still-buried-deep, in their hairless-slits, and the guys’ nut-sacks hanging- down from their dripping pussies, like shiny, red Christmas tree balls! The camera flash-bulbs, went-off like mad! A couple of young girls in the front row, walked forward, and pulled both pricks out of Tracy and Lauren, by their big ball-sacks, and sucked on the wet cock-heads! Sharon brought-over two trophy-bases, and let the girls slide the massive pricks, down the steel rods, before writing their former owners' names on the bottom of each wooden-base, and returning to the trophy-table with them, shining in the stage-lights!

Those two girls, Twyla, and Jasmine, both fifteen years-old, grabbed their two, well-hung, naked humpies, whom they had been jerking-off, in their adjoining chairs, while they French-kissed each other, ran-up onto the stage, and hollered, "We’re next! ... We’re next!" They laid the guys down, on the cutting tables, and started to climb-on their waving-cocks!

"Wait a minute!," yelled Sharon, "we’ve got to get them banded first!"

"Oh, sorrrrry," apologized Jasmine, "We were just so anxious and excited! I’ve always fantasized about wanting to cut-off a guy’s big dick, as I was fucking him!," exclaimed the fifteen-year-old, little tart!

"Ya!," added Twyla, These two guys, are so nice and big, with their lovely, twelve-inch,  pricks! They volunteered to contribute them to our strap-ons, IF we cut-them-off ourselves! So we’re just anxious to chop them, before they change their minds!" As Sharon and Gloria finished banding them, chatty-Twyla went on, "I mean, you gotta’ admit, you don’t run-into well-hung studs, EVERYDAY, who’ll sacrifice their sex-life, and hand-over their big packages, for their girlfriends’ dildo-needs!"

"You’ve got a point!," giggled Tracy, as Sharon and Gloria joined them all, in a laugh, and invited Twyla and Jasmine to climb-up on their humpies’ huge, throbbing and ready pricks. "You know the drill by now!," added Tracy, as the girls reached down, and aimed their boyfriends’ rock-hard cocks, into their tight, little, shaved, dripping slits. "Go-ahead and fuck their brains-out for the last time!," she grinned. "We’ll have your knives, ready, and their balls stretched-out, when they cum!"

Gloria and Sharon held the sharp knives ready in one hand, and reached down with the other, to squeeze and knead the girls’ erect clits. They bent-down and sucked the throbbing clits into their mouths, lathering them with their darting tongues, and raking-them with their clenched teeth. They had, admittedly, pre-planned, that the sooner they could get the girls off, the sooner the boys would get-off, along with their big cocks, and the trophy-table would fill-up, as the evening wound-down. Sure enough, within five minutes, the girls were moaning and bouncing up-and-down, as the guys began groaning and panting, and firing hot sperm, deep into their humpies’ running-cunts! Sharon and Gloria let-go of the girls’ now-red clits, and handed them the castration knives, as they quickly-pulled, on the guys’ full nut-sacks. Jasmine and Twyla immediately fitted the blades between their humpies’ bands, grinned at each-other, nodded, and jerked their knives upward, with tremendous, adrenaline-induced strength, ripping through the vulnerable scrotums and cocks, as their knife-enclosed fists, flew into the air, with an exultant, "YES!" The audience cheered loudly, as the girls got-down off their boyfriends’ still-squirting, featureless, crotches, and jammed their mouths down-onto what was left of their lovers’ little, banded cock-stubs, drinking-down the remaining, shooting, semen. When the guys eventually ran-out of their final ejaculation, the girls stood-up smiled, and swallowed-down their big loads. Then, they laughed, with sperm running out-of the corners of their mouths, and Jasmine said, "Good to the LAST drop!" Twyla added, "And we mean LAST! ... Yummy!" They pulled the guys’ thick pricks out of their vaginas, by their ball-sacks, and rammed-them-down on the long-rods of the trophy-bases, which Gloria already had-waiting for them. Nurse Amanda, as usual, led the two new-eunuchs off for suturing.

Beautiful Cock and Pussy runner-ups, Craig and Yvette, came up next.

Yvette said, "Although I’d love to give him his last fuck, I’d also love to see the guillotine work, and watch his wonderful, big cock hit that basket!," as they both took their clothes off.

Sharon announced to the crowd, as she looked at her watch, "In the interest of time, let’s get several castrations going at-a-time here! Old ‘Gilly’ works fast, and any of the rest of you, who’d rather ‘Fuck and Cut’, so to speak, get naked, and up here on the tables, so we can get your big equipment banded!" Quite a large group of honeys, towing their studs by their hard cocks, advanced to the stage. Meanwhile, Yvette was shown how to get Craig strapped into the machine, and facing the audience. Sharon pulled-up the shiny, twenty-pound, angle-edged blade, by it’s drop cord, while Gloria secured it, to the hair-trigger, trip mechanism. Then Tracy pulled Craig’s giant package through the opening between the two six-foot, support columns, and placed his double-bands, directly into bottom, half-holed block, over the chopping-groove, left by so-many other emasculations! As soon as his package was in place, she secured the top, half-holed block above it, so he could not flinch or move. With a cute, presentation-gesture, Tracy handed the trip-cord to Yvette, grinned, and said, "His willy is waiting!"

"God! I can’t WAIT!," smiled Yvette. "Say good-bye to that gorgeous, thirteen, thick-inches, of tube-steak, sweetie! The next time we see that, it’ll be mounted onto my fabulous, real-cock strap-on, with your beautiful, big, refillable-nuggies, pumping quarts of faux-sperm, deep-into my girlfriends’ hot, tight pussies! JESUS, what a thought!," as she yanked the cord, and sent the incredibly-sharp, gleaming chrome-blade, on its’ two-second journey, into Craig’s doomed cock-meat! Everyone watched, breathlesly, as the heavy chopping-blade entered the top flesh of Craig’s mighty penis, slicing-down through the thick muscles, veins, and arteries of his heavy member, through the hollow urethra, where he, only tonight, pumped such massive jets of sperm, and finally slicing-open the powerful bottom-muscles of his departing prick. The blade landed with a loud thud, against its’ heavy stop-block, as the audienced cheered. The massive package quivered, upright, for several seconds, held-up by his huge set-of-balls, until, finally, the immense-weight of the severed prick, toppled-over the whole package, and slid down the ramp, with the heavy cock, pulling his lost-testicles behind-it, and dropped, with a splat, into the cute, wicker-basket waiting for it! Again the crowd yelled and whistled, as Yvette was so excited, she was jumping up and down, and waving both fists in the air! Suddenly, she reached into the basket, grabbed Craig’s still-pulsating-penis, and announced loudly, as she turned the huge cock-head towards her hairless slit, and rammed-it, directly into her dripping pussy, "You guys don’t get this for a trophy, ‘till I get this for an orgasm!" As she pumped it in-and-out of her hot cunt, she strolled-over to a castration bench, where some young honey, was nailing her humpy, with her knife already in her hand, ready to slice his gonads off! "Pardon me!," smiled Yvette to the young castratrix, "Don’t let me interrupt! I’m so hot, I’ll be done in just a second!," as she continued gripping Craig’s still-full nuts, using them as a handle, to jam his gigantic cock into her soggy, shaved, twat! "I’m a slut! ... I’m a slut! ... I’m a slut, slut, slut!" sang the delirious Yvette, as she launched-into a massive orgasm, shaking, and coming-out with sweat and goose-bumps, all-over her full, firm breasts, and arms. After at least a minute-long climax, she began to relax, just as the girl, she was sharing the busy-bench with, ripped her boyfriend’s big cock and balls off, paused, and then, pulled her humpy’s long dick, out of her bubbling cunt, by his nuts, and handed the entire package to Yvette, offering, "Here, you had such a good time with that one, try mine!"

The waiting donors and their girlfriends, broke-up at THAT jolly!

It was well-past midnight, and there still nineteen couples waiting, so Tracy, Sharon, and Gloria pressed the veterans Yvette, Nia, and Lauren, into helping-direct the eager girls, and their soon-to-be-eunuch, boyfriends, through the guillotine process, so the crew could concentrate, on the more time-consuming double-banding of the big tools, and keep an eye-on the "Fuck & Cut" honeys. The guillotine crowd, caught-on really fast, and were running the studs through, and having their humpies chop their big packages-off, about one every three minutes! The crew were banding like-crazy, speeded-along by the fact, that most of the remaining cocks were in the eight-to-ten-inch range, and, thus, the smaller cock-heads, were easier to get-through the stretched, elastrator-bands. The girls who insisted on fucking their humpies, one-last-time, before slicing their big dicks and nuts off, slowed things up, for a number of reasons! First-off, they enjoyed the nookie!, not surprisingly, and tended to prolong it! Another problem was that, once they got the packages cut-off, many of the girls sought-out their girlfriends, in the audience, or on-stage, and began seducing them, right on the floor, pulling their humpy’s severed pricks out of their own pussys, and shoving them-up into their horny girlfriends’ eager twats! They didn’t want to wait for the real-cock dildos! So, by the time they got THOSE girls off, and their busy penises, impaled onto the trophy-stands, some of the honeys were taking up to fifteen minutes! But ... they were having a good time! The guillotine fans, finished-up their chopping, twenty-minutes before the "Fuck & Cut" set. The last two "castrati", of the long-evening, were Sally and Melissa, and two of their moderately well–hung studs –- who, at around nine, thick-inches, had pretty-decent cocks, by most community standards, but around THIS crowd of high school hunks, they were dwarfs! Still, their pricks would look-good, on the trophy stands! Sally chose to fuck her guy, Sherlock, because, she said, "I want to see him, shooting the last of his cum, after I cut his nice, thick, cock off. See his pretty dick! He’s not as long as Clive's, or anything, but look, he’s three-inches thick, and he really stretches the hell out of my tight pussy, when I fuck him!" Sharon got him on his back and banded, while Gloria tended to Melissa’s choice, Enrique. Melissa came-up with a unique way of doing-in his prick, on the guillotine! "Let’s skip the cute, little basket!," she requested. "After we get him, all strapped-in, and the blade set, I’d like to give-him his last blow-job, and pull the drop-cord on his package, when he’s cumming, and squirting his load, down my throat! I promise not to take him too-deep, or get my nose in the way of the blade!"

"Well, THAT’S a good idea!," exclaimed the ever-horny Tracy. "I think you might lose your girlfriends, with no nose!...Even WITH your new strap-on! Let’s DO it!" Sally was already riding Sherlock, on the bench, for all she was worth!

"Great!," enthused Melissa, "Let’s get him strapped-in, and his delicious, big cock sticking through the chopping-hole!" Tracy got him into place, and his package secured, with the double-bands, poised over the cutting-groove. Sally started sucking his shining, purple cock, and squeezing his full-balls, while Melissa and Sherlock, both started-cumming, along-side her. Sally knew from experience, that the more she crushed his packed-nuts, with her two hands, the quicker she could make him cum! As Melissa fitted her deadly-knife between Sherlock’s deeply-imbedded, tight bands, and yanked it upwards, severing his beautiful package, in one swipe, Sally had Enrique cumming too, and withdrew her hands, from his pumping balls, pulling her head back, until only his thick glans remained in her sucking mouth. She grasped the drop cord, which Tracy had handed her, grinned at him, gave him a good-bye wave, with the other hand, and jerked the cord. The great blade shot down the channels, peeling his manhood off, in less than a second! Sixteen-year-old, Sally, stood-up with the boy’s entire masculinity, hanging from her teeth, with a big grin, amid great-cheering, from the audience. She strolled over to Melissa, who was still-sitting astride her humpy’s empty crotch, reversed Enrique’s severed-prick, so the banded root was in her mouth, and the big head stuck straight-out. She then bent-over, towards Melissa’s still-cock-packed, shaved pussy, and, using her thumbs, stuffed Sherlock’s dangling nuts in-behind his buried prick, into Melissa’s vagina. Finally, Sally gripped her humpy’s thick-root, tightly in her teeth, and rammed the head of his penis, into Melissa’s already-packed snatch, shoving both penises in, as far as they would go!

"Oh, Shit!," Melissa shouted, with eyes, as big-as-saucers, "That’s, let’s see ... do the math ... at nine-thick-inches each, ... "EIGHTEEN Fucking inches of cock-meat, plus a set of nuts, up my young, teen-age twat!"

"JESUS!," yelled the envious Tracy, "I wouldn’t have thought that was possible! You’ve got to have the deepest cunt in Christendom!"

Melissa laughed, and replied, "Well, if I didn’t before, I sure-do NOW!" She thought for a moment, and suddenly exclaimed, "Hey, I’ve got exams in the morning! How are we going to get that first-cock, of Sherlocks, out-of-me, which is now nine-inches, up-past my vulva?"

Nurse Amanda had been sitting, off to the side, shaking her head, and watching the situation, with awe. As she went for her medical bag, she assured Melissa, "Don’t worry, sweetie, I have just the remedy! Believe it or not, we’ve had several college girls, who got a little over-enthusiastic, and stuffed their boyfriends’ severed, banded-penises, deep-up their horny vaginas, ... with their own fingers!, and couldn’t get them out! But, check-out my handy-dandy, twelve-inch-long forceps! So, if you and your girlfriend, Sally, are finished getting your jollies-off,... I mean, don’t let me interrupt!, just pull-out that last penis, by it’s balls, and I’ll fetch-out, the first one! ‘Last cock out, turn-off the lights!"

"Let’s do it!," exclaimed Sally, as she gripped Enrique’s big set of nuts, slowly pulling-out his imbedded prick, and handed it to him, saying, "Here get your nice dick, impaled on a trophy-base!

Amanda bent-over Melissa’s pussy, and squirted some medical-lubricant into it. She thought for a second, and asked Enrique, "Wait, give me your penis back for a second! I want to push this lubricant, deep into her vagina with it!"

"I LOVE it!," laughed Melissa, as Amanda shoved the thick prick, back, in-and-out of her cunt, several times, spreading the lubricant onto her vaginal walls, before pulling it out, and handing it back to Enrique!

Then Amanda pushed the long forceps, deep into Melissa’s plundered twat, until they came to a stop, against Sherlock’s banded-nut-sack.

Amanda pulled the handles open, stretching Melissa’s vaginal walls, wider, and slipped the narrow-blades of the forceps forward an inch-or-so, until she could get a grip on the bloated-scrotum. Once Amanda had it firmly-gripped, she began pulling-out the thick cock, while twisting his ball-sack, left and right, at the same time! She did it slowly, "‘cause I don’t want to lose it!" Finally, after a minute-or- so, his big balls, appeared at the entrance of Melissa’s vulva, to where she could grip them, in her fingers, and pull his thick cock, clear of her pussy! Everyone applauded, as Amanda handed the big package to Sherlock, grinning, and saying, "I believe you lost this! Make your trophy! Now, let me get you both sutured-up!"

Well, that was IT, for the evening! Many participants, as well as the Authenticock crew, photographed the table-full of Cock Trophies, and then the crew had benches brought-in for group photo-ops. Tracy counted an amazing, TWENTY-FIVE trophy-cocks, in all, standing-tall, on their trophy-bases!  "You know, if you laid these end-to-end, I believe they'd equal the width of the pool!"  She arranged a group-photograph, with all twenty-five, neutered-guys, standing, not-too-proudly, on the benches, facing the audience, while their once, but no-longer, girlfriends, each held their beautiful, big-trophies in their right hands, while holding-up their left hands, pointing at their ex-humpies, empty crotches, with huge grins on their faces! A truly historic, eunuch photograph!

Clive, as Captain of the Swim Team, volunteered that he had a key to the Swim Team trophy-cabinet, in the main school building, where all the students had to pass, when they came to school in the morning! "Let’s move-aside all the old trophies, and install these NEW ones, in the cabinet, tonight, ... so all the kids can’t miss them, in the morning!"

They did it, of course, but by mid-morning, the next-day, a faculty-member noted the stunning, new trophies, and, like a sissy, objected, and reported it to the hierarchy! The high school principal, shamefully!, got-on the school loud-speakers, and ordered the perpetrators, to remove the offending-trophies! All the girls, hearing this in their class-rooms, groaned in disappointment! When Clive, and a few of the hot-cheerleaders, got to the cabinet with the key, and a couple of empty-cardboard-boxes, they found more-than-half of the female faculty, standing in-front of the cabinet, panting, with their hands, up-under their skirts, swapping-stories, and looking-longingly at the severed-packages, as well as playing a fun-game, trying to identify, and remember, which, unidentified-cock, belonged to which of the high school studs! Some of the women were in tears!

As Clive and the girls, started packing-up the gorgeous trophies, Tracy, Sharon, and Gloria, arrived with their two Igloo-coolers, loaded with dry-ice, and intercepted the huge meats! Tracy spoke-up. "Well, we didn’t really think the high school administration, would hold-still for the trophy-case display, but what the fuck!... It WAS a really great idea! ... And all the kids in the school SAW it!  So we’ll get these, off to our tannery, and leather strap-on maker, in Arizona. Let’s settle-up all the girl’s accounts, over lunch, and we should be getting the real-cock, strap-ons, drop-shipped back to you gals, within ten days!

At lunch, the Authenticock crew thanked all of the bi-honeys, photographers, and their now-eunuch boyfriends, for contributing their talents, enthusiasm, and gorgeous packages, in a truly-memorable evening! "After all of your girl-friends, see your dildos," invited Tracy, "You may want to get us back, say, for the football-team, if they’re as well-hung, as your swimmers! So just let us know! And, speaking of swimmers, you neutered-guys, without all that bulk in your little Speedos, ought to be setting record-times, and winning all your meets! This was SUCH a fun venue! And with you young, teen, high-school honeys, we’d KILL, to come back here! ... And, now, we’d like to buy a round of champagne, for all of our contributors!  Sharon hauled out three bottles of chilled champagne, from the Igloo coolers, that she had stashed on top of the iced-cocks and balls. She trotted-around, filling glasses, while the perpetually-horny Tracy, interrupted the luncheon festivities, with a toast, ... "To SEX ... The fun-est, driving force on the Planet! ... May it always prevail! ... Now which of you, cute, teen-honeys, are looking for some action, this afternoon? Our flight doesn’t leave ‘till five!"