Who would have guessed it would come to this? Just a year ago, I wouldn't. Not me. The only way I could think about marriage was, that it's a terrible thing, destroying the man and turning him into his wife's bitch. I always expected myself to remain single for eternity and to enjoy life without any constrains, especially without marriage.

But, things change. What better proof is there, than to watch me, walking out of the chapel, with my new wife hung under my arm. And I'm actually looking forward to this life! Yep, apparently in every man's life there comes the time to settle down. Well my time has come, as they say. In the good sense.

One reason I despised marriage was because I've always thought lowly of women. I've considered them to be bitches; devils hidden behind angelic faces. Well, my sweet Emily proved me wrong. I've never met a girl, or any person for that matter, so nice or such a good companion. I can only say I'm a very happy man.

Almost immediately from the ceremony, we went to our honeymoon. We were quite tired upon arriving to the hotel. But evening has dropped almost immediately and our fatigue completely disappeared, as we were about to spend our first night as a husband and wife.

"Hey, let's have a little twist here..." said Emily, smilingly, just as we were about to start. Playfully, she pulled my new wedding ring down from my finger and unzipped my pants. My dick came to view, half way to become erect.

"This little guy needs to be fully embraced in the marriage as well," continued Emily, as she tried to put my ring on my dick. As it became too fat to come through, Emily used her fingernails to dig deeply into my dick. I cried a bit, but it worked. My penis went limp and Emily was able, although it was far from easy, to push the ring down to the very base. Actually almost below the base, as she pulled my penis at the same time, very strongly. As blood begun to slowly return to the shaft, it stayed in the 'pulled' position.

"Are you sure this is safe?" I asked.

"Don't you worry. This is going to be the best night you've ever had," Emily answered seductively.

The ring has allowed the blood to slowly flow in to the penis, with in no way it could get out again. It took around 15 minutes till it got really hard. More 10 minutes later and it got even bigger, more than ever. After another 10 minutes, I couldn't believe that dick is really mine – it was perhaps 8 inches and it looked like it was going to pop! It was quite purple at that point, too. I couldn't be bothered with it, though, as Emily was making me busy. I was caressing and licking her breasts, massaging her whole body and kissing her pussy for hours. Only rarely I actually looked down on my penis and every time I did, Emily has quickly found a way to distract me from my member. I hardly realized how dark and blue it is getting. After we shut down the lights, I couldn't see much anyway.

After a few hours of caressing Emily's body, we finally went on with the proper intercourse. My penis was so big at that point and Emily was really enjoying it. I, on the other hand, couldn't feel a thing – no sensations were coming from my dick. Surprisingly, I wasn't bothered much – I was so glad I can fuck my new wife from all positions, I would easily trade the normal sensations for this. I was banging Emily for several hours, although I didn't get off, not even once. We were both completely exhausted and fell asleep.

When I woke up, it was almost noon. Emily was not in the room; it took me a while to get up and go to the bathroom. Only when I was there I actually realized what's wrong. My penis was not only huge as the previous night, but even bigger, swollen and – oh dear – almost black. Plus it hurt quite a lot. I shouted for Emily and we went to the nearest hospital immediately.

I was placed on a bed in a hospital room, where a team of doctors has examined me. Afterwards, the same group was stabbing needles and injections in my penis, but apparently they weren't very happy with the outcome. They all left except one, who begun to talk to me and Emily, sitting by my side on the bed.

"Well... We've examined your situation. I'm sorry to inform you, the only way to sort this out, is to cut through the ring. We'll call the firefighters, they're more experienced with this. The function of your penis can be affected for some time, but should return to normal... We'll have to see how soon."

Emily interrupted. "So you're saying, you either have to cut through the ring, or cut off his penis?"

"Well, essentially, yes... Though I didn't think you'd consider the latter an option..." The doctor has looked at both of us, than added: "Well... I'll let you two talk about it. I'll be outside when you come to the decision. But, we'll have to act quickly, so please hurry." The doctor left the room.

I looked at Emily. "What was that about? Why was the doctor looking at you like that?"

Emily seemed to be thinking, half-smiling. as if her mind was somewhere in the clouds. "Well, that would be a pity, if they'd have to destroy the ring... It's such a nice ring... It was pretty expensive too, wasn't it? Platinum..."

"Well, yes, but this is kinda more important than a ring, right?" I retorted.

She sighed. "Of course. I'll go get the doctor." Emily slowly stood up and left the room, then returned with two stacks of papers and a pen. She glanced through both stacks, then folded one of them and had me sign it on the last page. She smiled, kissed me on the cheek and left with the papers again.

Shortly after that, a nurse came with some injections - anesthetics. As she was giving me a shot in the arm, she commented: "We have to put you under for this. You know, you're a great husband, if only more men were like this..." I didn't have time to think about what she meant, because I was already getting sleepy. It took just a few seconds before I dropped out of consciousness.

I woke up in the same room. Emily was sitting on a chair at the side of the bed, reading a magazine.

"Hey baby, you're awake."

"Hey... What happened...?"

"You don't remember?" She asked with her sweet voice.

My mind was foggy. It took me a while before I could concentrate. Than I slowly remembered why I was there. "Ummmm I think I do, kinda."

I rubbed my eyes with my hands, when I noticed I have the wedding ring on my hand.

"Huh, they've managed to salvage it?"

Emily came closer. "Yes, they have..."

"Good." I saw Emily looking at me, as she was impatient to tell me something. "What?"

"Rob, don't freak out. They got the ring, but they couldn't save your penis."

My mind has halted and I've lost my speech.

"Don't worry, everything is going to be A-OK."

I still couldn't create any answer, or any sensible thought for that matter. I wasn't fuzzy just from the anesthesia, but from the news as well, much more even. Emily went on with her reassuring speech though. As I was gradually coming back to my senses, her words were sinking in my mind. So, when I was actually able to say anything, I wasn't as shocked as I might have been otherwise.

"But, but... How am I going to pee?"

"Don't worry about that. Look," she raised some kind of a metal tube with a black ring at the end. "You have your pee hole above your balls and with this, you can pee standing just as you were used to."

We've talked about other issues, with Emily having an answer for everything. Until I was struck with the biggest problem...

"Hey, what about screwing? I freakin' like that!"

"There are plenty of options to get you off, don't worry."

"And what about you?"

"What, don't you like licking pussy? You seemed to be just fine with not getting off last night."

"Sure. But aren't you going to miss screwing?"

"Ah, don't worry about that." She rolled her eyes and smiled wide. "My boyfriend is going to take care about my needs. Actually it was his idea that I should get a dickless licking buddy... I just had to come up with the marriage part..."