I’ll start by saying I have a good life, although I am a stay at home house husband, I have two children, Benny and Lisa both three, and two more children on the way. I also have two wives, well legally one wife but I also live with another woman.

I knew my wife, Dana was bi-sexual before I got married I didn’t realize how strong that feeling was within her when she invited her best friend Karen a week in to our Honeymoon.

I was a little hurt at first but I learnt to live with it and I have sex with both of them, although I am now mostly a sexual aid then a sexual participant. But I am proud to say that Dana will give birth to another boy next month and Karen another girl.

Anyway, both of my wives have decided that they do not want anymore children and therefore they have no need for my genitals. So like all things that are no longer needed, they are to be removed and discarded.

I’m not against it; in fact I am all for it and I don’t see anything changing afterwards. I love them and they love me and we both know that I am to be the male influence on the children. And in bed I can use a strap-on dildo or perform oral sex as well as they can.

At this point in time the best thing on the market, well the internet to perform castrations and nullifications is the castration bulb better known as the magic ‘ate’ ball.

Originally developed to be used on sexual offenders it has worked its way into eunuch culture. It works like this, the offending appendage is put into the castration bulb, the opening tightened around the skin, there is a powder in the ball that reacts with human sweat to become active and it eats away at the flesh. When the appendage is fully dissolved the bulb drops off and all that remains is scabbed over flesh and a heavy sealed castration ball ready to be thrown out.

I should mention that some have used it successfully to remove their fingers and toes and in theory it would be possible to remove your arm and leg if you had a bulb big enough.

Today the castration bulb arrived in the mail. All I could do was shave my genitals and wait for my wives to return home.

Later on in the evening I laid naked on the bed. The bulb, accessories and instructions were on the bedside table.

Dana and Karen looked at me with their own mischievous smiles.

“Should we give him one last orgasm?” Karen asked.

I wasn’t expecting one.

”Nah.” Dana said. “Lets get this done with, I need to sit down and relax.”

Their heavy pregnancies were wearing both of them out.

Each of them gloved their hands, Dana rubbed some sort of numbing cream over my genitals, and it took a few minutes for it to take affect. Then a flexible metal catheter was threaded down my penis, through my urethra and into my bladder.

Karen picked up the bulb and threaded my catheter into the opening through the bulb and out the rubber grommet on the other side. Both women forced my penis and testicles inside the castration bulb, I could feel the rough powder rub against my skin.

To tighten the bulb in place was easy, you could use a screw driver or which is recommended, an electric screw driver. Which Dana was preparing to do, she held the tip of the driver bit against its slot on the castration bulb. She pressed the button and the opening of the bulb quickly bit into my skin, although the area was numbed I could still feel it; she crunches the clutch of the driver for a minute before she was satisfied it was tight enough. I knew it was and I began to hope that the dissolving process would be as painless as promised on the box.

There was no going back now, once the bulb was on it was on until it fell off on its own accord, this was a feature to stop people removing it while their appendage was half dissolved.

To speed up the dissolving agent activation process the wearer could speed up sweating by using a hairdryer or go to a sauna. My wives decided to let me lay here in this room, turn up the heat and make me eat hot chilies.

I was a soaking ball of sweat in ten minutes, I could feel the damp bed sheets beneath me and I would give anything for a drink of water.

I lifted up the castration bulb between my legs, it was a little heavy and I could already feel the liquid swishing around inside and if I wasn’t mistaking I could hear a slight fizzing sound.

A little while later while I was having a hot shower to wash the sweat off my body, I touched the castration bulb, it was hotter then the surrounding skin and air. This was to be expected and a sign the bulb was working. I opened the tip of the catheter and urinated easily. Everything was going as planned.

That night I slept between my two wives, they hugged each side of my body the whole night. This was reassuring that I was doing the best thing for all of us.

It was a week later and I was watching my two wives perform oral sex on each other while they laid on their sides. I sat back in the chair in the corner of the room and watched them, normally I would masturbate to the sight but that mood had disappeared a few days ago. In fact I didn’t care much for sex at all anymore although I was still happy to help my wives in what they needed in bed.

I breathed in heavily, wishing my wives would quiet down so I could get some sleep but as I breathed out the castration bulb fell away from my body. I looked at the sealed bulb on the floor; it wasn’t leaking which was a relief as I would imagine the inside would be quite toxic.

Then I looked at where my penis and testicles used to be, as I expected there was a red scabbed area and my metal catheter sticking out of the middle. It had worked.

“It worked I yelled.”

My wives parted one another and came towards me, they were smiling.

“Come to bed baby.” Karen said.

Dana picked up the bulb off the floor and shook it; it made no noise as it was completely full. She left it on her dresser for the time being.

Both of them cuddled me until we all went to sleep.

Another few days the metal catheter could come out but it took a few weeks for the area to heal completely and when it did I was completely smooth.

Urination was a pain, it required focus, I could either sit down and let it dribble down my crutch or stand and hope for the best with my aim. My wives agreed with me when I suggested a urethral relocation, but that was a later date.

A few months later and my two new children were born. Timothy and Anna, I spent most of my time looking after them and the other two while my wives work. I no longer think about sex but I am on male hormones as the girls say I am more enjoyable when I am taking them.

When I am involved in my wives sex I am usually laying on my back, while one sits on my face and the other on my strap-on dildo while they fondle each other, its good like this. They have no expectations of me during sex and I have no expectations of them.

Is my life good? Certainly. if I could do it all again, two wives and the castration bulb? Without a doubt. Do I recommend it for you? In a heartbeat.

P.S. For those wanting to know what happened to the used castration bulb. It sits on a little stand on my wives dresser in the bedroom. It’s a constant reminder to all of us we’ll give each other anything in our family.

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ShaneC1980

Monday, November 13, 2006