My name is Thecia, I’m a 31 year old engineer who spends her spare time as an underground cutter.

I was having lunch with the only other female cutter that I personally know, Marissa, a nurse from Chicago, who cuts as often as I, if not more.

In causal conversation I told her that I could have ten fresh nuts in jars by tomorrow night. I have a waiting list and that many would not be a problem. She offered to bet the best dinner in Dallas on it and a thousand dollars to make it more interesting.. If I won she would buy dinner and if I lost I would buy.

Marissa is an imposing woman, She is 39 years old, about five nine and maybe 140 lbs, she has graying brown hair and piercing green eyes. She still has a handsome figure with huge German frauline boobs. She is also a man hater.

She is quite different than me, I’m a hair short of five seven with very light brown hair and blue eyes. I’m told that I still have it in the figure department. Men seem to consider my butt my best feature.

I only cut in Mexico now, but there would not be time for the trip if I wanted to finish by the agreed six PM deadline tomorrow. I had access to an unused shipping office in the rear of an industrial complex, it would serve as a make shift clinic.

Using my untraceable cell phone I began to call my list of waiting men. That was when I first ran into trouble. The first three didn’t answer the number that they had given me, the next was at the airport on the way to his sons wedding. In the end I could only find four men that were available and wanted my services. One of the four did not have my full fee and I (against my better judgment) extended credit to him. The cuttings went well and by noon the following day I had eight shiny new balls in formaldehyde. I won’t bother to describe the castrations as they were simple, clinical and not at all exciting.

I didn’t know where I was going to get the fifth set but I knew I wasn’t going to lose the bet, one way or another.

Then I remembered Sammy, Sammy was a black kid who worked at the engineering company with me. His brother had been killed because his father owed money to a loan shark and couldn’t pay. The loan shark had Sammy’s brother killed. The police investigated but couldn’t prove anything.

The loan shark was named “stonewall” Jackson and he owned a bar in a seedier part of town. The bar was his “office” and he held court there every day from about two PM on. At one thirty, Jill and I were waiting when his BMW pulled up. Stonewall and his body guard got out and made about three steps before the four needles from two different tasers dug deep into their flesh. Before they knew what hit them they were stripped of their guns, bound, gagged and blindfolded in the back of Jill’s old hatchback car, no one saw us.

When we got outside of the shipping office, I gave each a shot of sodium pentothal and in a few minutes they were no longer resisting. We managed to get them into the building and onto the table there. I had planned to nut the loan shark but hadn’t thought about his body guard. After a little thought I decided that they were only balls and he would be better off without them. So I would harvest two sets that afternoon.

Both men were awake, albeit very groggy. I cut their clothes off using a box cutter and I was pleasantly surprised with the bounty we found there. The loan shark had an average five or six incher with normal balls, but the body guard had a package to dye for. A huge dick attached to two baseball sized nuts, Jill couldn’t keep her eyes off of them.

Jill asked me, “Should I drain them first?” I felt it might be a nice thing for the body guard, but Stonewall didn’t deserve anything.

I banded Jackson’s balls and loped them off without a second thought. The whole sack came off in my hand and I rolled it across the table where Jill dumped the contents out into a stainless steel wash bowl. She washed them in alcohol and put them along with their sack into the waiting peanut butter jar full of formaldehyde.

The body guard was still very groggy but his big cock was up for the occasion. It stuck up like a miniature tree trunk. Jill wasted no time and she had her lips around it in seconds. She slid her lips off and jumped up on the table where she impaled herself on the huge cock, it was still glistening from her saliva and slid right in. I told her to stop and let me get to work, I slit the sides of his sack and popped the huge orbs out into daylight. I carefully tied off each cord group and waited until Jill got her hand and mouth back into the act. When he was just beginning to cum, I slit the cords. His thick almost pure white cum turned red as the blood from his severed vessels found it’s way into the sperm stream.

I carefully sewed both men up and with the help of another needle full of drugs we transported them back to an alley near the bar where we dumped them.

Marissa was impressed by the fact that I had not only ten freshly severed balls, but twelve. She was also impressed by the one set that was easily twice the size of any of the others there.

The dinner was great, I had filet mignon, Jill had a whole lobster and Marissa had roast duck in orange sauce. I always get hungry when I de-ball.

Respectfully Submitted

Thecia