Dr. Red - Bisection and Castration

In a few minutes they came back with the lady in red, who had on a doctor’s smock and a stethoscope around her neck. Finally, I said to her, “Get me out of here, will you?” But she just smiled and told me to relax and everything would be all right! Before I could even say another word she stuck a needle in me and I started to relax. I felt good. I don’t know what she gave me, but it me happy and giddy. They could have done anything they wanted and I would have agreed. Which is exactly what I did. They asked me to sign some papers and I signed them. I just didn’t care and I made quite a few passes at the nurses. They encouraged me and laughed with me. Finally the lady in red or doctor red or doctor who, noticing how silly I was, started to play around with my penis. She said, “My how swollen you are!” And I said, “The bigger the better doc!” Then she asked me, “How would like to experience sex in a new and wonderful way?” I said, “Would I, are you kidding! Let’s get it on baby!” I was way out in left field and had no inhibitions. Dr. Red cooly asked me, “How many times have you had sex with a woman?” I replied, with slurred speech, “Maybe a zillion trillion times!” Dr. Red said, “My you’ve really had your share. But isn’t sex like that getting just a little boring? Same old thing? Same old orgasm? Wouldn’t you like to try sex in a totally new way?” Then before I could answer she said, “I can change your plumbing around and you could be the most sought after man on the planet!” Still blurry and silly I told her, Doc, if you can do that, have at it, be my guest!” Dr. Red grinned and said, alright, here we go! With that she injected me with another shot of something and I passed out. I woke up in another room and couldn’t remember anything else. I buzzed for the nurse and asked her were I was and what day it was. She answered my questions and told me that the doctor would be in soon. Dr. Red came in a few minutes later smiling and with graceful manners asked me how I was doing. Since the effects of whatever had made me silly had worn off, I finally asked what was going on. She reminded me that I had given her permission to change my plumbing.

I reached down to feel things but their were all kind of bandages wrapped around my jewels. Dr. Red said, “I video-taped everything and when you’re ready we can watch it together. I’ll talk you through everything that I did.” Would you like to eat first? Yes I said, that’s a good idea. Two hours later, about 8pm Saturday, Dr. Red returned and checked my bandages. Finally she said, “Everything looks good! Do you want to watch your modification or see it in the morning?” Now I said, I’m really anxious. Dr. Red said, “O.K. but I want to give you a shot first, so without any chance of asking why, she shot me up with something. Again I started feeling a little groggy, but really relaxed. Dr. Red said, “Oh, you’re going to love my work and when you’re ready, I hope I can test your new equipment!” Dr. Red rolled over a T.V. with a VCR and popped a tape into it. As soon as it started, I saw myself exposed, lying naked on the table. The camera zoomed in on my dick and balls. The camera then zoomed in on Dr. Red and she winked and smiled. Again the camera zoomed in on my dick and balls. Dr. Red then told me that she can’t talk and operate at the same time, but now she’d talk me through my modification. First she said, “I’m going to divide or split your penis and scrotum completely in two.” I gasped and watched intently at her work. “See,” she said, “I’m using a cauterizing scalpel so you won’t bleed. Since your penis was so thick, I had to make several passes. I’m starting now from the tip, can you see?” Yes I said, I can see? Good she said, “Now watch as my scalpel makes short work of it, it’s almost divided, one last cut! See, now it’s like you have two penises! Isn’t that cool?” Even in my groggy condition, it was more shocking then cool. Dr. Red then turned to me and said, “I thought about taking another man’s dissected penis and attaching it to yours, but all of the anti-rejection medications and the possibility that it wouldn’t take made me change my mind. Instead, I decided to free your penis from the suspenditory ligaments that hold it in place and pull your penis out further then it’s ever been, watch this next incision?” She cut down into the base of pubic area and cut the skin around the base of my penis. Then she pulled and pulled and my penis started to come out from the bottom. She pulled it out about another three or four inches. My penis was longer then ever before, but half of it was cut in half. Then she seemed to sew things back in place down there. Dr. Red said, “You’re cock, or excuse me, your penis now measures 9 inches long! But now watch what I do.

In the video, Dr. Red reached for her scalpel and she started to cut my scrotum open vertically. After a few minutes she had sliced through and I waited for my balls to fall out, but they didn’t. Dr. Red told me that my testicles were hiding. She said, “I had to fish for them and pull them out slowly. One by one she pulled them free. Now she said, “Here’s the good part.” Dr. Red then took my left testicle and looked at it closely. Finally she took some thread, tied the cord, took a pair of clamping scissors and clamped the cord. And then very slowly, and with a look of anticipation in her eyes, she cut it free. My testicle hung there from her scissors, I swallowed hard, she then placed it in a dish. But she said, don’t worry, I had to castrate you, it’s every woman’s secret fantasy. But I’m going to reattach it under your arm. There’s an artery there that’s just perfect. You’ll make testosterone, but you won’t ejaculate any sperm. So Dr. Red proceeded to cut me under my arm. She worked the testicle in place and then went for the right testicle. Again she attached it under my right arm. Now my balls were in my arm pits, that set me back. Dr. Red saw me and asked if I was alright. I told her I didn’t know. She encouraged me and said, you’re going to be the most highly sought after man on the planet. Watch what I do next! She took her scalpel and cut off my scrotum. Now I had no balls and no scrotum. She plopped the scrotum in a dish, but then she told me, “I’m rerouting your urethra, you’ll have to pee sitting down, but that’s the cost of being a highly sought after man. With that she man a new hole from which I would ever pee. Then she sewed the remainder of my scrotum together, with a tube sticking out the base. She then took some of my severed scrotum and wrapped it tight around the base of the exposed area on my penis.

Dr. Red said, “Now here’s something that will really please the ladies.” She said, “Two penises are better then one. I molded an exact replica of your penis from silicone and like you’re real one, I’m now cutting it in half and I’m going to attach each side to your penis. But first, so that your penis is hard all the time, I’ve got to insert these silicon rods down through your corpus spongi. I couldn’t feel it, but as I watched her force these rods into my penises, it made me recoil. Now watch, Dr. Red said, “I’m stretching the remaining scrotum over each side of your new penises, there.” We watched together intently (so did a few other nurses) and when Dr. Red was finished, it looked as if I had not one, but two big dicks! I was amazed, but sympathized about losing my balls. Dr. Red seemed to understand and said, “You’ve still got your balls. They’ll be fine and women will love knowing that they can have two penises and no sperm to mess them up. The video ended, and the nurses who had sneaked into the room clapped. I couldn’t believe what Dr. Red had done, and I couldn’t wait to try it out. She kept me in the hospital for three weeks, never allowing me to see my new me. But then one day she told me it was time to remove the bandages. She asked me if it was all right if some interns could examine her work. I agreed, I mean, what did I care? When she undid the bandages, there at full attention stood the two largest penises I had ever seen. They were both rock hard. One of the interns removed the catheter and Dr. Red announced, “They’re beautiful aren’t they?” Everyone applauded. It was the weirdest thing. I could tell that some of the women were embarrassed or maybe some were just turned on. But I wasn’t feeling much down there. I told Dr. Red and she told me she’d be back later. Sometime after midnight, I was awakened by Dr. Red. She told me she wanted to examine me again, so I pulled down my shorts. Dr. Red examined me, but with a touch that wasn’t professional. Finally she said, “You’ll never know if they’re in working condition until you try them out.” With that said, Dr. Red hopped up onto my bed and straddled me. She was naked under her smock and her breasts were heavy on my chest. I thought she’d take one at a time, but she was lost in ecstasy and out of control. She reached down and pushed my penises together and ground them both into her vagina. She came in seconds with a muffled scream and the sweat rolled off of us both. I was turned on and wanted more, but we heard some people coming down the hall. They were giggling and quickly Dr. Red jumped off of me and hid on the other side of the room.

Before I could blink, someone was shaking me, it was one of the interns. In fact, there were two of them, one on each side. The one whispered that they wanted to try out my penises. I didn’t say anything and they climbed into my twin bed. Good thing that they were small. Each of them found a rock hard penis and they both tried to put them in at the same time. The one intern told me that she fantasized about screwing a castrated man and the other just kept working until she got the tip of my left penis inside of her. After awhile we were interrupted, seems everybody wanted a try at my penises. Dr. Red was right. After a while I agreed with her that being castrated wasn’t so bad, as long as you have two penises.