Size matters for sure

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It had been a wonderful party, the mood was excellent, most of us were a little drunk - or more than a little. Most guests had already left but all eight couples of our "inner circle" were still there.

It was close to midnight, the music was playing in the background and actually nothing was happening any more - but nevertheless nobody really wanted to leave.

Suddenly Judith said " we should do something kinky."

That was not unusual for our group of friends as several parties had turned into erotic parties in the past.

Judith's remark brought life back to our group. Everybody started talking to each other but we couldn't really find something. That is we couldn't till Jean said "Why don't we call it measuring night?"

"You mean.....?"

"Yes,"Jean continued" the good old who's got the biggest prick contest!"

Now there was giggling and laughter from the girls who started staring at the men's crotches and were glowing in anticipation. Some of the men were smiling, others didn't seem to be too enthusiastic - I for sure belonged to the second group. There was a reason for that.

"And what's the prize?" Andrea asked. Apparently the decision had been made, the contest would take place and we men had no say in it at all. As far as our wives were concerned only "minor" details hadn't been settled yet.

Turning bright red Maria said:"Well, the winner fucks the loser's wife - here in front of us all!" Apparently her idea excited her quite a bit - did she want to do it in public or did she want to do it with someone who was bigger than her husband? I looked at my wife thinking that I didn't want her to fuck with someone else. Yes, our parties had turned erotic quite often but no serious sex had been involved.

I didn't have time to think about that as the discussion went on after lots of cheers and a big applause for the idea.

"Well, that's okay, but the loser really has to lose" I was shocked as that came from my wife Sandra. How could she be in favour of all that knowing my problem?

"Okay, let's castrate the loser" Doris shouted. Now things were getting serious. Suddenly there was silence all men looked as if they wanted to run away while the girls seemed to like the thought of gelding a guy. You could see on their faces that they were visualizing what was going to happen - and one after another started to smile. Then came remarks like "I've always wanted to do one" or "I'd like to see a guy lose it" and then there was general agreement - at least among the girls. All guys had turned pale and very quiet in the meantime.

Only one girl had some doubts. "Come on,"Maria said, " we can't do that. You know what that means for a man." "It should be a good learning experinence" Andrea replied "they depend on their thing too much anyway." "But what about the wife?"Maria was apparently worried. Was her hubby small?" She wouldn't have a proper man any more. What about sex?" Come on, "Doris said"we are all beautiful girls and can find enough man for sex."

Maria shook her had but didn't go on. Jean completed the discussion by saying:"Either we do it properly or don't do it at all."

But there was more to come - and again it was me who was shocked the most.

"Why his balls?" my wife slowly asked. "If his prick is too small why don't we punish it - and cut it off?" We men almost fainted and I couldn't believe my ears - didn't she realise that it was not unlikely that she was sealing my fate?

Paul couldn't stand it any longer and said:"Okay, that's enough we should stop here." But his wife Helen only said "Shut up, we're making the rules here." As I said we guys didn't have any say in it although they were talking about changing the life of at least one of us for good.

The girls were getting more and more excited, all made clear that this was it and our host Susan summed it all up by saying "And the winner's wife cuts off the losers thingie!"

Again cheers from all the girls and everyting was settled.

Susan acted as the master of ceremony and said:"Well, girls, let's get naked to help our boys to get as big as possible."

Giggling all girls took off their clothes. Apparently this really seemd to help - each guy developed a hard-on rather quickly.

"Now girls help your hubbies to reach the max," Susan continued.

Sandra came up to me opened my trousers and started fondling my prick. When she touched it she started laughing. "How could you suggest that," I said "you know....." "Just do your best," she interrupted me. "But even then ...." "Everybody gets what he deserves," she finally whispered looking at me with a strange smile on her face.

Despite the awkward situation all guys had no problem to develop huge erections - all but one.

"Now guys get in a row in alphabetical order please. If I call your name drop your pants."

Suddenly she had a ruler in her hand called "Albert" and we were back in the good old school days. She measured his prick. "7 inches". I was number six in the row and with each guy it became clearer what was going to happen. "5.5, 8, 5.9, 6.5" were the next announcements - and then it was my time.

When I dropped my pants there were remarks of disbelief from the girls and then laughter - and the last two boys in the row sowed signs of relief. Oh yes, I had developed an erection as well - but in my case that didn't mean a lot. Even wihout the ruler everybody could see that my prick was by far the smallest. Susan nevertheless measured it and very slowly announced "3.3 inches". With that the contest was actually over though there still were another two contestants. Nobody believed that there could be someone smaller but Susan still measured the last two guys. 6.8 and 5.7 were the results - so I was 40% smaller than the last but one! It had always been that way.

"In view of this size a penectomy is the ideal punishment," I heard one girl say.

"So we have a result"Susan said solemnly," and the winner is Daniel...." So Daniel was going to do it with my wife... " while Peter is the loser." ....while I was having my prick chopped off by Jean.

With a huge smile on her face Sandra took a look at Daniel - or rather his member - and with

as I know now devilish grin she looked a me and my tiny pecker.

"Peter," Susan continued" as the loser you are going to have your penis cut off right away. Take all your clothes off."

Of course I wanted to run away and keep my thingie - even though it was so small. But what was I supposed to do? There were eight determined women and seven other men who seemed to begin to enjoy this evening very much - at least their rock-hard pricks indicated that.

So there was no way out and I took all my clothes off. Yes- my prick was still rock-hard too - but obviously for different reasons. Two of the guys grabbed me and tied me to a post. Out of nowhere there suddenly was a tray with all kinds of medical devices. That was no miracle as six of us were doctors.

Then Jean came up to me. Her legs were completely wet from her love juices and her clit was protruding and pulsating.

"Aren't we a couple?" she whispered so only I could hear it. "You think I have a tremendous body, you want me..." I always had "... and I never really liked you." That was true. I had approached her a long time ago - before I was married - but she had only laughed at me. "I only hoped for your balls tonight, I didn't know Sandra would go that far."

So they had planned the whole thing. So Sandra had talked about my problem though she promised not to. And they must have known who was the biggest. Who of the others was involved as well? But I realised that they had led the others.

Jean turned to he tray and took a clamp. She pulled my penis away from my body as far as possible and placed the clamp right at the base of my penis - she surely didn't want me to keep a stump.

"Say good bye to your little friend" Jean said when she turned to me again now holding a scalpel in her right hand.

She took my penis with her left hand stretched it and with one stroke sliced off my prick. While red hot pain raced through my body and I screamed as never before the girls collapsed with tremendous orgasms, four guys shoot their load and two vomitted.

They cauterized my wound and inserted a catheter to keep my urethra open.

Without a single word Daniel grabbed Sandra, put her on a table and thrust his huge member into her pussy. They fucked like I had never seen someone before and my wife obviously enjoyed it tremendously.

I started to pass out and the last I remember is my wife's cunt with Daniel's prick in it and Jean waving my severred prick in front of me.

When I woke up the next day I thought it had all been a dream. But when I touched my crotch I knew that it was a nightmare - but a true one. "Why" I asked Sandra.

"You know you could never satisfy me with your ridiculously small thingie. I've always wanted to get rid of it. And the way our parties went lately gave me the perfect chance to change you according to my wishes without having to tell you or do it on my own ."