I was lying in my hospital bed, reading the morning paper, but actually was waiting for the doctor to tell me that I could go home. I had been here for about a week for several bladder and kidney tests and this should be my last day.

So I was a little amazed that the nurse asked me to follow her and my amazement grew when she showed me to the elevator which led to the examination rooms. But I didn't ask her why - I should have.

When we entered the elevator she pressed the button "-2".

"Hey", I said,” I’ve been here several times but never that deep down."

She started to giggle. "No Wonder. Each man or boy patient goes there only once as the penis guillotine is the only device down there. There is no room for it on the other floor."

Just seconds after hearing "penis guillotine" my prick was rock hard and fully erect - which didn't mean much as it was only 4.5 inches long. So there was no danger that she could see my erection - at least for the moment.

Penis guillotine? – I thought, why should I go there? But immediately I realized what a stupid question that was - I was going to have my dick chopped off, of course. That was something I always had been afraid of during the last couple of years whenever I had to deal with urologists. For more than two decades a penectomy had again and again been discussed but so far, I had been spared. But apparently now my time had come.

I was kind of shocked and didn't say or do anything. Instead of running away or at least protesting I just followed her in silence when the elevator doors opened.

The cute young nurse just smiled and showed me to a little dressing room and said "Please, take all your clothes off."

When I was alone I started undressing. As I became completely naked, I looked down at my dick. I put my hand around it and thought about all the good times I had jerking off when I was a young boy. From the time I was twelve, I had played with it almost constantly. I wondered if that had contributed to my small size. Maybe if I had left it alone and not had fun with it so much, it might have grown longer and I wouldn’t be standing here right now, afraid to come out of the dressing room. As an adult my dick had been something of an embarrassment. The humiliation I felt when I got ready to make love to some gorgeous young woman for the first time had been a nightmare. I never knew in advance what her reaction might be, when she first saw my small dick, but it was always a negative one. I kept hoping I might one day meet a woman who would overlook my miniature manhood and I finally married a very understanding woman. Even so, she has never let me stick my small dick into her, no matter how much I wanted to. I keep my underwear on when I lick her clit to orgasm. She doesn’t even want to see my tiny dick.

As I stood there in the dressing room, my dick was still fully erect and sticking out as far as it would go. I was afraid of what was going to come but at the same time I was looking forward to it - at least my dick was. In the past, whenever I would contemplate the possibility of having it amputated, my dick always got hard. It had always been an erotic idea to wonder what it would feel like to have it sliced off. My dick was as hard as it had ever been in anticipation of feeling the blade cut it off. Part of the allure of a penis guillotine was that it happened instantaneously. One second I would have a dick and the next second …it would be gone forever.

I didn’t have to wait very long before she opened the door. Since she had not examined me since my arrival she didn't know how small I was. So she froze for a moment when she saw my tiny 4.5 inch cock and then with a smile on her face said "So it's not such a big loss this time. You should have cut that little thing off a long time ago."

She grabbed my dick at the base and pulled me out of the dressing room by my dick. Then she pulled me down a small hallway to the main room. I was getting more afraid but my dick was getting harder if that was possible. She smiled and looked me straight in the eye, “You shouldn’t be afraid of this very simple apparatus. I used it on a teenage boy just yesterday. He was so brave that he didn’t even flinch when I activated the automatic blade. This machine does such a nice neat job, that you’ll wish you had come to see me a long time ago.” She had such a soothing tone, that I was a little less nervous for the moment.

I always shave my pubic hair so you can see more of my tiny dick and it gives the impression of being slightly longer. She bent over and took a close look at my dick while she pulled the tip back and forth. Then she smirked and looked up at me with a reassuring glance.

"Well, that's good, you're already shaved. I usually have to take some time shaving our patients. For me it’s kind of fun to pull their dick out of the way while I shave around it. Knowing that they’re about to lose their manhood makes some of the boys cum in my hand before I finish shaving them." the nurse laughed.

"But we still have to insert your catheter." She got a small neoprene tube in her right hand that had a pointed end. She lubed it up with something that looked like KY jelly and grabbed my dick with her left hand. She expertly inserted the tube into the end of my dick and slowly pushed it in until it was a short distance past the base of my dick. “Usually we push this tube all the way to the bladder but in this case we don’t need to. This is just to keep the urethra from collapsing when the blade hits it. This tubing is made very thin so the blade will cut it without difficulty.”

She reached down and got a pair of clippers to cut off the end of the tubing that was sticking out of my cock. As a joke she put the clippers over the entire head of my penis and started to squeeze them together.” I said, “Wait a minute, you’re cutting too much."

She said, “Ha, I’m sorry, I always try to save as much tubing as possible. If your penis was not so hard I could slide the limp flesh back along the tube and save several inches of the material by clipping the tubing off closer to the base.”

She clipped the tube off right as it was coming out of my dick. As she put the clippers away, she reached down and stuck her thumb nail into the head of my dick just to see my reaction. I said, “Ouch! That hurts a lot.”

“Don't worry," she laughed, “that’ll be the last pain you’ll feel in that organ."

"Come over here" she continued and pointed to a strange machine. You couldn't really see what it was made for - it was just a steel block with several holes.

The nurse alternatingly looked at my hard little dick and then the machine and said; pointing to one of the holes "Put your dick in there."

I stepped forward and put it in - the height fit perfectly. Immediately something took hold of it.

"Do you want to keep a stump?" I was asked. I was almost paralyzed and couldn't think properly so I didn't really understand what she was asking and just shook my head - big mistake.

As a consequence my dick was pulled further into the machine until it vanished completely.

"OK then, let’s do it now!” She pushed a big red button on the machine with a gleam in her eye and a squeal in her voice. “Yeeeeah!"

The machine came to life with an awful screeching mechanical noise. I started screaming, “Noooo, I don’t want to lose it! Turn the machine off NOW!” I pulled back as hard as I could but the machine held my dick in place. Red hot pain raced through my body when a blade sliced through my dick inside the machine and immediately afterwards the wound was cauterized.

I stumbled backwards when my prick was separated from my body. I looked down and couldn't even see a bulge where my dick had been just seconds ago.

She went behind the machine and came back with my dick dangling from her fingertips and a big smile on her face. “Look at this cute little wiener. I’m going to add this to our collection of male members we have displayed on the first floor. This should fit right in with our little boy’s section. No one will ever guess that it’s from a fully grown adult man. Ha Ha Ha.”

She came closer to me and bent over to look at my crotch carefully and just said "Perfect job, you don’t even have a remnant of a dick. There isn’t any sign that you ever had a dick in the first place. Ha Ha."

"You can go back to your room now."

I turned around and headed for the little dressing room when she suddenly said,

"Oh dear, wait a minute. You forgot to sign that you agree with your wife's wish to have your penis removed. We could face a lawsuit if your dick got cut off without your permission."

I just signed.

She smiled and said, “Good, I’m glad that we could help your wife with her little problem. She’ll be thrilled that you went through with it and got your little guy lopped off. She really didn’t think that you would let me put your dick into that machine. I told her that I had cut off many a dick where the guy didn’t really want to lose it. I figured you for the type of guy who got a secret thrill at the thought of having a guillotine slice it off. I must have been right since you didn’t hesitate when I ask you to stick it through the hole, even though you knew it was about to be cut off.”

“You may be right but I wish I could have cum one last time before you cut it off. I guess it’s too late now,” As I heaved a sigh.

She gradually got a big grin on her face, “Why didn’t you say something. I love to suck on tiny dicks before they get cut off. I have even managed to suck a few long ones while they’re getting cut off. Look at this.” Without any hesitation she lifted my severed dick up to her mouth and started sucking the head. She laughed “It taste good enough to eat but I still need it for our penis collection. Maybe if you ever come back to get castrated, I’ll lick your balls before I cut your nuts off. Ha Ha Ha.”

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