This test was a mandatory process for all males at the age of 16; it had been implemented after a return of the eugenics movement due to a growing world population. Those who scored in the lowest twenty percent had their balls pricked, castrating them to prevent their genes from spreading and weakening the gene pool. It was relatively tame; after the operation they could take hormones and even marry if they wanted, it was simply impossible to have children, as their balls would shrivel away to nothing.

Cody had never been particularly smart, but he was confidant that he could at least make it over the lowest twenty. One thing Cody was good at was fucking. Even in grade 10 plenty of girls had been taken in by his looks, and his cock had been given a good workout over the past few years. His family was poor and his future ambitions basically nonexistent, so his main reason for attending school was to get pussy, and lots of it.

As he pulled his pencil out of his pocket the test packet was laid on his desk. The teacher, one who taught some class that Cody had never taken, wished him good luck. He pulled the paper towards him and began to answer the questions.

After a few minutes Cody quickly realized that this test was a far greater challenge than he had anticipated. He was not doing badly, and was still confidant he would make the grade, until he reached the last question. It was a full-page major question worth 10 out of the 50 marks on the test. It consisted mainly of a trigonometric problem, and was quite simple with the correct formulas. However, Cody had skipped the relevant math class to fuck Kim Lu in a bathroom.

As he sat in the examination room listening to the scribble of pencils, he thought back to that day. She was a perky little asian with a good reputation for blowjobs, and rumour had it that she wanted to get her cherry popped. Cody went and talked to her, and she was so horny she let him take her in the guy’s bathroom that instant. Easing her skirt up Cody saw that she hadn’t worn panties, and her tight little pussy was a beauty. Tighter than anything he had ever seen, it was shaven and begging to be used. He pulled his stiff circumcised cock out of his fly and shoved it right in with some spit for lube.

She screamed out of pain and pleasure as his 6” cock penetrated her tight pussy. He didn’t stop to think about the noise, he was so consumed with fucking the tightest pussy he had encountered. He was fucking fast and hard as she begged him to slow down, shoving that cock in and out. Blood was running out around his cock, and tears ran down Kim’s face as she realized that she might not have been ready. Her tight warm cunt caused Cody to cum in less than ten minutes, and his white seed flowed out of her, mixed with her blood. He left her there, crying and torn, and went off to tell his friends of his latest conquest.

The bell rang, interrupting Cody’s drifting thoughts. Most of the class was handing in their tests, and Cody realized that the only mark he had made on his final answer was a crudely drawn vagina. As he began panicking, the teacher’s hand reached down and grabbed his sheet.

“Time’s up, son,” he said quietly, “I gotta take this sheet from you.”

“Sir, please – I still haven’t – this last que –“ Cody was cut off as the teacher jerked the test out of his grip with a pitying look.

“Well now,” boomed the voice of a rather large woman from the front, “I hope that you have all completed your M.E.P.C. tests to your satisfaction. In any case, the standard time limit of one hour has been reached,” she said with a glance at her watch as if she doubted the accuracy of the school’s clocks. “Now, we recognize that the results of these tests will impact on your future in a – serious manner.” She said with a look of only mild pity for the 30-odd boys in the room. “As the results of this test will only be obtained in about a week, I must remind you all that not attending school for every day for the next two weeks is a punishable felony. I hope that you all did well.” She finished, shuffling the ream of tests that had reached her.

The boys filed out of the classroom, some looking happy and some looking downright suicidal. Cody supposed he fit into the latter category, but his mind did not leave much room for considering anything other than his potential emasculation. Surely there had been at least twenty percent of the school’s male population that had done worse than him.

The next eight days passed in a blur. Cody did not even think of skipping school or leaving town; such antics were actually punished by law, and often gained those who attempted it little more than public humiliation prior to their castration. He fucked two girls that week, hoping that they wouldn’t end up being his last.

One day after school he heard a truck pull up in front of the family bungalow. His mother was not home yet, and there was soon a knocking at the door. As he opened it, his stomach sank. Two men in blue uniforms stood there, one holding a clipboard, the other a taser.

“Are you Cody Arpin?” The one with the clipboard asked.

Cody had no idea what made him do what he did next. An animal instinct had taken over him, and he was filled with the need to maintain his virility. He slammed the door shut and ran back into the house, eyes wild and legs flailing.

He heard the door being flung open behind him, the swearing of the two men as they began chasing him. His mouth felt dry, and his eyes were scanning possible escape routes before his brain could determine them. He flung open the back door and ran out into the back lawn, staring hopelessly at the fences surrounding him. The two men were out the door right after him. Cody stared at them for a minute, and then turned to run. As he threw himself at the fence, he felt a sharp jab in his back like a thumbtack, and then promptly blacked out.

Cody blinked his gummed up eyes, the intrusion of the light unwelcome as it broke his drugged sleep. As his eyes adjusted to his surroundings, he became aware of many things, all of which filled him with a sense of knowing despair.

He was lying on a hard wooden bench that ran along the side of a concrete room. About twenty-five other boys his age were also in the room in varying states of despair, all completely nude. Cody looked down at himself and realized that he too was completely naked, but was too shocked and frightened to care. A metal door was set into one wall, and two barred windows provided light.

As he sat up almost none of the other boys noticed him. Their tan bodies were in stark contrast to the gray cell walls. Some of the boys were asleep, like he had been, but about half were awake. In a corner two boys, evidently gay, were making out and fondling one another’s stiff cocks. A few other boys were masturbating unashamedly, enjoying their last few hours as men, but most of the boys were simply sitting morosely.

Turning to a boy staring sadly at the ground beside him, Cody asked, “Hey. Is this it?” the boy’s sad face turned up to him and nodded. “So they’re going to cut our balls off?” Cody asked needlessly.

The boy nodded again. “The last batch went by about an hour ago. I guess we’re next.” He sat for a moment, then added, “God, I never thought I’d be jealous of faggots,” nodding to the two boys who were now performing sixty-nine.

Cody couldn’t laugh, but he snorted as a sort of acknowledgement of the humour. He looked down at his cock and fought back tears. He loved fucking so much, and even masturbating was such a joy. He held his balls in his one hand, and felt his cock stiffen in the other. Despite the others around him, he soon had a full erection. Pumping up and down slowly, he took his time with what he knew might well be his last cum. After about half an hour of slow masturbation, holding himself on the edge for as long as possible he came. Spurts of white cream shot out of his swollen purple cockhead, splattering the floor in front of him.

As his erection softened there came a heavy jarring noise from the door. All the boys looked up, and even the two gay boys in the corner quit sucking one another off. The sound of a bolt being pulled back was followed by a wrenching noise as the door was pulled open by a guard.

“Alright,” he drawled in a bored voice, the black truncheon in his hands drawing twenty-five pairs of eyes to it, “it’s time for alls you to proceed to the processing room. Please form a single orderly file. You will be under guard the entire way, and we are authorized by the state to exercise any degree of force necessary to ensure order.”

There was an audible groan in the room, and more than a few boys began openly sobbing. The guard did not seem at all fazed by this display of emotion, and continued verbally prodding the boys into an orderly line.

Cody obeyed with a numb sense of finality. This was it, he thought; my balls will be pricked and I am going to become a eunuch. No more fucking, masturbating, or anything like that. He looked down at his now floppy cock resting on the soft cushion of his balls sac.

The line was now formed, and Cody found himself immediately behind the two gays. The one behind the other was erect, and was sliding his erect cock teasingly up and down along the other’s tight bubble butt. The line began to move forward with a jerk. They began to move out of the room and down a long hallway. Leaning out of the line, Cody looked ahead and saw that the line stretched on for almost another thirty boys until the column disappeared into a door labeled “Processing 12”.

In front of him, the two gays were holding one another closely. The line had stopped moving for a while and was waiting outside the doors in the hall. Guards strode by, wielding heavy black truncheons. So long as the line was maintained, they didn’t care what went on. Many boys were openly masturbating, and more than half had erections despite the many eyes and cold air.

One of the boys in front of him got down on his knees and took his lover’s cock into his mouth. He was evidently the less dominant one, and recognized that this was the last time they would be able to enjoy one another. His own cock was erect but he made no effort to masturbate, interested only in pleasing his partner for the last time.

Cody was straight as an arrow, but this display still managed to get his dick up. He caught himself imagining the boy’s lips on his own cock, and quickly found that he didn’t care.

The line was now moving on beyond the two boys, but they were too busy with one another to care much. A guard noticed this and began to saunter back to deal with the issue.

“Hey faggots. Let’s move!” he barked at them.

“Fuck yes…keep sucking me, yes, yes!” was the only response he got from the one boy, his head back and his eyes closed as he enjoyed what was evidently a heavenly blowjob.

“Quit fucking around!” Yelled the guard, a pissed off look contorting his waxy face. Getting no response other than slurping and moans, he placed the heel of his boot on the tight ass of the boy sucking. He pushed down and the boy fell onto his stomach, while his lover moved to his knees, intent only on keeping his cock in that willing mouth for as long as he could.

The bottom boy was now lying on his stomach on the cold concrete with his cock pinned up under his stomach and his balls lying out between his splayed legs. He was still sucking off his lover who was now kneeling so as to keep his cock accessible.

The guard still had his boot planted on the firm, round young ass. “Get the fuck up!” he roared, spit flying from his purpling lips. A gap pf almost ten bodies was now between the queers and the next in line, and the other guards were watching to see how he was dealing with it.

The guard’s rage-filled eyes began searching for a new target. Flitting around the bottom boy’s body, they quickly came to rest on the long pink sack lying on the floor between his legs. He shrugged and warned the boys one last time, neither expecting nor truly desiring a response. He raised his foot, fully knowing that he was allowed to use any means to gain full cooperation.

Neither one saw it coming. The heavy black boot came down fully on the loose pink sack laying between the toned thighs. The bottom boy’s testicles were immediately crushed, leaving only a pick sack of mush underneath the guard’s boot. This immediately caused a number of instantaneous reactions.

The boy sucking immediately clamped his jaw shut due to the pain, biting off the plump glans of his lover. He rolled over, attempting to curl up, producing a horrible squeal through his clenched teeth, still holding his partner’s severed glans in his mouth. His still hard cock began shooting thick ropes of white cum, splattering his last load over the cold floor. His partner opened his eyes and began screaming, blood flowing down from his ruined penis.

Cody jumped back, appalled by the horror of what he saw. Any thoughts of resistance or fighting were instantly drained out of him. All he wanted now was to get away from this mess and get the situation over with as quickly as possible.

Four guards rushed over, the clomping of their boots on the concrete in time with the jingling of metal on their belts. They grabbed the two sobbing gay boys under their arms and dragged their semi-conscious forms out of the hallway through a door marked “Medical 11”.

Once they were gone, Cody realized that he was now the next for processing. He had been standing behind the queers through the whole debacle, and the medical aide was now hanging out of the “Processing 12” door to see what the holdup was.

“C’mon now, don’t just stand there.” She admonished, “We’ve wasted enough time already.”

He walked down the hallway, carefully stepping around the splatters of blood and semen on the floor. Down the last ten paces, he was acutely aware of the concrete jarring his bare feet as he walked. His cock and balls bounced slightly with each step, a reassuringly heavy fullness that was not to last.

He stepped into the room and the aide closed the door behind him. A nurse stood beside a table set at groin height. A box full of small, capped syringes sat on one side, and a sealed medical waste box sat on the other. A bottle of rubbing alcohol sat beside some cotton swabs.

Presently the nurse read his name from her clipboard. “Cody Arpin?” she asked, raising her eyebrows.

“Yes m’am.” He replied quickly.

“Good. That was a nasty scene in that hall, wasn’t it?” said asked distractedly as she set about pulling needles from the box and uncapping the alcohol. “Please place your genitals here.” She indicated a piece of sanitary paper that she placed on the tables edge.

Cody obeyed numbly, setting his soft package onto the cold paper. She snapped on latex gloves and gently prodded his ballsack, completely ignoring his stiffening cock.

“I’m sorry about my…uhhmmm…” he started quietly, his cock now almost fully erect.

“Don’t mind that dear, its quite normal.” She said, “soon you won’t have that problem any more. Now, this will hurt only a little bit.”

He inhaled as she swabbed his scrotum, and then she held his left testicle with her left hand. With her other hand she uncapped a syringe, revealing a short needle about a half-inch long. She slowly eased it into his testicle, and quickly depressed the plunger. He gasped more from shock than pain, and she quickly repeated the process with the other testicle.

Before he knew it, the process was done. She massaged his testicles while telling him the things he needed to know. “…they should feel somewhat numb, but there won’t be much pain. If you experience anything other than a dull pain, let someone know. Your testicles will shrink, and after about 3 days they will be fully dead. After a week your scrotum will be empty and you will be a certified eunuch.”

She placed all of the tools used into the waste bin, and the medical aide guided him out a back door. He was escorted to a private cell where he was placed. Whatever had been done to him had made him exceptionally tired, and without more than a minute’s consideration he flopped down onto the cell’s mattress and was soon asleep.

He woke in the morning, and looked about with bleary eyes. The cell was clean and comfortable. Light shone through a number of windows on the opposite side of the corridor. A pamphlet lay on the floor, entitled; “Your new life”. The painful remembrance immediately flooded back. He threw back the covers and felt his balls: they seemed the same, although they were almost entirely numb.

He cried unashamedly into his pillow for a good ten minutes. After he felt able to, he moved over and read the pamphlet. It told him that although his balls were now useless and would soon be gone, he still had semen stored in his prostate and he would be held for a week until it was sure to be dead.

He was suddenly seized by a primal urge to reproduce. Throwing the pamphlet to the ground, he ran to the bars of his cell. The only guard he could see was a woman who was walking away from him some twenty yards down the line. Although Cody didn’t know it, attractive female guards were used on this level to encourage the boys to spill their last seed onto the floor.

“Hey! Guard!” Cody yelled at the shapely ass. She stopped, turned around, and came back his way. She wore the purposely revealing uniform of this level: short, tight, and blue uniform shorts and a low-cut uniform top. Her ample round breasts were pushed up and together, and her wide, fertile hips mesmerized Cody.

She stopped in front of his cell, hands on hips. She looked his naked form up and down. “What is it, ball-less?” she asked contemptuously.

“Please…I have to fuck you so badly…” Cody pleaded, “Anything, I need to use my last load. I need your pussy, please!”

She laughed, eyes flickering over his stiff six inch cock straining through the bars. “You want this, hmm?” she asked, pulling her short shorts up and to the side, revealing a pouting bald pussy. “You want to use my vagina?”

Cody strained, driven mad by the sight. “Yes! Please, please let me fuck you!” he begged, instinctively desperate to reproduce.

She laughed, and moved her plump, shaven pussy to the bars. “If you touch me with anything but that cock I will beat the shit out of you.”

Cody needed no further telling and began furiously fucking the warm slit in front of him. He held the bars and slammed his cock in and out of her hole, moaning and groaning with the effort of the task. The guard was barely making a sound, as having her pick of adolescent cocks on this level was not particularly impressed with an average size. Still, her tensing vaginal muscles let Cody know that his work was not entirely wasted.

Cody felt himself nearing orgasm, and began fucking her fertile cunt faster than ever. She felt this, and tensed her muscles, ready for what she was about to do. Just as she felt Cody’s cock swell for ejaculation she performed a trick she had done many times before, and slid off his shiny wet cock milliseconds before it erupted.

She stepped to the side, neatly covering her lush sex with her shorts as his cum jetted out of his glans. Realizing what had happened, Cody let out a horrible scream as his last cum splattered over the cold floor. The guard, pleased with her trick and his reaction, laughed uproariously at his failure to reproduce and began walking away.

“Enjoy your life, eunuch.” She said over he shoulder as she strode away, leaving Cody collapsed against his cell bars beside his last puddle of dying jism.

Cody cried himself to sleep, and was utterly despondent for his remaining time there. After six more days he was released, and his clothes and possessions were returned. Now an official state eunuch, Cody was bussed home to his new life.

His family was too poor to afford hormones, and as such Cody would become a truly sexless eunuch. He returned to school, and faced laughter and mockery from all sides. Although he once held a semblance of popularity, he was now a shunned figure. Guys mocked him and girls laughed at him. In the hallways, Kim Lu openly told him he had gotten what he deserved.

He often cried himself to sleep. Within a week he could barely achieve erections, and only after hours of stimulation could he achieve a weak and dry orgasm. He soon gave up, and after a few more days his pricked balls had been fully reabsorbed into his body.

Alone and sexless, his life became lonely and horrible. He could no longer achieve erections at all, and had no sex drive of any kind. After a month his muscle mass was visible deteriorated, and budding tits drew laughter and mockery in the change room. With little to do he began putting on weight, and plump curves began to replace his former muscle.

After three months he was fat and feminine. His tits were now bigger than some of those on girls, and his ass and thighs were round with fat. His cock was a tiny nub above a shriveled sack, and his wide hips had given him a curvy look.

Soon some of the boys had taken to fucking him in the showers. At first it was basically rape, as a gang of boys had held him down while they made him suck their cocks. Soon however he grew to like the attention, and began offering his fattened round ass to boys in the gym showers.

After a time this had grown to be the norm, and almost all the boys in his grade had fucked him. His asshole was widened and constantly filled with semen. Some boys had began taking him as their bitch, and gave him fatty treats from their lunch in return for first dibs in fucking.

Because of this his tits were now large and pendulous, and his ass was a fat round cushion that was constantly fucked by horny boys. Cody’s life became a routine of being fucked by potent males, only to return home, his asshole dripping cum, where he would cry himself to sleep as he remembered his days as an endowed male stud before his balls were pricked.

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