Every time I have to give this speech, it reminds me of my own time. It wasn’t nearly as common then, and maybe even looked down on. But the virus, which they eventually found had compelled men to do this, was still unknown in my youth, but more and more young men were doing this for some reason. I remember sitting in those chairs, my rod turgid and hard, listening to the man who would explain it all to me.

“The procedure is simple, and painless. In fact, it tickles a bit.” I was saying it now…They laughed, golden smiles, to be in my young 20s again. “We know that as a result of XA121B, your penis, while I’m sure a figure of pride, causes you anxiety and sexual incontinence. With the Bulbing Procedure, the bulk of your external penis is removed, and the remaining portion is folded into your scrotum, while your natural testicles are replaced with chemical pods that stimulate muscle growth and increase sexual desire.”

They were all already so sold, their eyes glazed over with the lust of it, the effects of the virus on their brain structure, and on mine too. I wanted to tell them that it felt even better than it did, even though now I was childless, sex crazed, maniacal. Some thought the virus was, well, parasitic. But the government kept promoting men like me, probably because there were more and more of us.

I took out a demonstration 3D device. A giant, glowing erect penis and testicles flickered into relief. Some dust floated between the device and the image, blurring it somewhat, and the men naturally laughed at the scene as it sprung to life. I had always admired the device because they used little glowing bulbs to operate, like radio tubes I had scene once in the British Museum as a child.

“This thredegram shows the normal, erect penis of a man in his 22nd year of age. As you see, the man has had his pubic hairs removed, which is performed as a soothing bath prior to the procedure. The Bulbing Head is then lowered onto the penis by a trained staff member, and fellow eunuch, everytime.” That always assured them, although the staff were always dressed in white smocks. Like they were part of something. “The Head adheases to the base of the penis, and suctions onto the surrounding skin and scrotum.” The Head looked like a double insulted plastic coffee cup, but clear. In the bell, a small metal wire uncurled and dashed at a small hole in the cup just where the penis and scrotum met. Bloodless perfection. What they could not see was what that little tiny wire was doing.

“As we peel back the fold on our thredegram, we see that the wire is injecting the penis with chemicals designed to reduce pain and aid in healing. Also, the wire reroutes the urethra to the anus, so that the passing of urine and semen can be done through the primary sexual organ, the anus. After urethral reroute and pain pacification, the penile skin is removed by these separate implements inside the Bulbing Head.” Now the image showed a big penis again from the outside, being skinned beautifully. “After complete skinning of the penis, 87.53% of the penis is cut from the external body. This is why full erection is necessary at all times. You will notice the penis in this demonstration has pulsated several times during these procedures, these are a mixture of natural and synthetic orgasms to ensure proper passing of bodily fluid has been achieved.” I briefly turned the diagram so the men could see the anus, it was pussing semen copiously. I heard several members of the audience tellingly moan, they were already ready. Some definitely had wet spots on their pants, and were heading for the procedures room door.

“With the bulk of the penis severed, and the crown of the scrotum split open, the testicles are swiftly removed by this wire that is, in fact, a tiny blender, liquefying and removing the testicles while leaving the cords intact. Chem Pods are then inserted, the penile stump is sealed with resin, broken, and stuffed into the scrotum, and the scrotum is sewed shut, leaving the patient with a beautiful eunuch’s Bulb.” They started clapping.

“Now, getting a Bulb is free of charge, and we are doing them right now! Right here! Some have already taken advantage. Lets see ‘em!” More and more men left the audience, about 80% left to be Bulbed, through the door, more friends. I knew others would come back later. But we brought out some of the early adopters onto stage. They showed their new Bulbs. You could see already the Chem Pods taking effect, they kept touching their new “toys,” they realized how much more easily they could cum. I touched some of them, and saw them laugh and brighten. Then I took out the ass plugs and showed them how to stimulate their anuses. They quickly started showing each other how as more came back from the procedure.

I then saw the last of them going back. I decided I really wanted to watch it this time. There was this blonde boy, football build, sharp jaw and rugged looking all-round. I followed him back into procedures.

They (the staff) knew me back there, and knew I wanted to watch. They loved doing it themselves so much that they probably thought I had the short end of the job. But I got to come back here and watch, not work, sometimes.

Men were still trickling in. But I kept my eyes on the blonde, his name was Michael, apparently. Old fashioned name, I thought. He took his clothes off, carefully folded them into the locker. The bright glaze in his eyes gave him away, he might just be a True Follower, he might one day forsake his prostate and root like I had.

He stepped into a fresh tub, the body hair rising suddenly, like boiling water, to the surface. After a few minutes a staff member took him to the water shower, and inspected the boy, giving him a brief physical. He looked so clean and pure right now, dried. His pink, uncut penis jutted out firmly before him. He looked over at me then, he must have noticed me. “Oh, thank you. It just, it aches so much and I need this, I needed this so long. I’m so happy that people like you are willing to stand up for this.” His dick quivered, distended and alien to him. I stared at him, and I felt a rush come over me, an orgasm, forced by the chemicals, and huge rush, not coming out of my prostate, not coming from anything or to anything, just all over me. I stared at him and smiled. “Can I sit with you, then, while you are Bulbed?” I asked. He smiled.

I sat next to him.

“Hi, I’m Luke.”

“I’m Mike.”

The staff member came up to Mike, now seated, legs wide, his firm dick jutting up. How I wanted to ride that, to feel that in me now. But no, he didn’t want that, he didn’t want any delays. He wanted Bulbed. With one quick flick of his wrist, the Bulb Head slid over Mike’s throbbing dick. He laughed. “Oh, God, it does tickle!” I saw the wire shoot into him, he laughed and laughed, hysterically. His face a bright red on his pale, white skin. Giggling. Then, “ughhhhhhhhhhh!” The first forced orgasm, then a second, then a third. He looked bright red all over now, he stood up, and then sat again. He grabbed my hand, little “ugh’s” coming now and then as his dick was skinned. “My dick, I want it skinned, oh, fuck yea man, oh Luke, its fucking skinning my dick.” A white spot was coming out from under his butt, he was losing his cum, finally. I knew how relieved he must have felt. Then a pop, his dick was severed, he just laid there smiling so broadly now, spit coming out of his mouth. As his balls were liquefied, he looked at me and said “This is so beautiful, you are so beautiful.” I had never felt so complimented in years. The Chem Pods slid in, resin on the stump, a quick snap as the stump was broken and reset deep in the scrotum, and little Mikey passed out on my shoulder.

When he woke up a few minutes later, he kissed me feverishly, so I touched his anus. He hadn’t felt it yet, and it was so incredibly wet. Then, at the same time, I squeezed his Bulb, and felt more wet come out of his ass. It was so perfect with out his alien looking penis, and how deeply he responded to his new toy. It was just my instinct to grab a big plug and drain him.