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Once again I was on my way to my urologist for one of my regular examinations. I was only metres away from the entrance when I thought I couldn't believe my eyes. Right there was Aysha the woman I secretly adored and loved. What was she doing there in front of my urologist? She was a colleague from the office and wasn't even living in my city? I was totally confused and virtually unable to speak - she knew that I had to go to the urologist regularly but she didn't really know why and what my problems were. But I didn't have to worry about a possible conversation - she took the lead.
"Hey, what a coincidence. What are you doing here?" Well, actually she should answer that question. But now - what was I going to say? Should I lie? But perhaps she knew where I was heading? So I opted for the truth. "Here is my urologist. I'm due for an examination." "Let me accompany you. Then we can talk." I Thought this was a bit strange as we met every day. But as I liked her very much I agreed. So we went in and as usual I was sent to the waiting room first. She came along and sat down as well and we started to chat. When the nurse came to get me Aysha said:"I'm his fiancee and I'm going to accompany him today." For the nurse this was nothing special as relatives quite often stayed with their loved ones. For me however this was a shock. I was totally puzzled and didn't know how to react. I didn't want her to come along and see my secret. At the same time however the thought of her coming along excited me quite a bit. But why was she doing that and how would she react? My problem was that due to a severe illness during childhood my genitals hadn't developed properly - when erect my prick was just about 3 inches long and I had to live with a catheter. I was so shocked and embarrassed I couldn't talk - but my face turned red and in my pants my prick started growing. I just followed the nurse and Aysha followed me. We were led to the usual examination room and there it was time for me to undress - but Aysha was there. She seemed to sense my problem and turned away from me, pretending she was interested in all the stuff in the room. Well, there was no escape now so I undressed. She seemed to have followed what I was doing precisely as she turned around the moment I was naked. So I was standing there naked sporting a hard-on - a tiny one in my case - with a catheter protruding from the peehole while she was deliberately staring at my crotch. When she realized what she was seeing she covered her mouth with one hand as if beeing in a shock but only seconds later a smile appeared on her face and she seemed to be amused. "That's interesting. But I surely didn't expect it to be that small. Little boys usually have more." What means that small I thought. How could she know that it was small at all? But I had no time to react to her statement as the doctor came in and the examination started. Aysha was standing right next to the doctor and watched with apparent excitement how the doctor replaced the catheter with a steel pipe which enabled him to look into my bladder. When the doctor was ready he asked the nurse to insert a new catheter as he was in a hurry and had to deal with the next patient. The doctor left and the nurse just wanted to get a new catheter as Aysha slowly said:"Wait a moment. Would it be possible to take away his manhood right now? I mean it is ridiculously small." At first the nurse seemed to be shocked but soon she started smiling and said:" Yeah, you're right, he'll never be able to satisfy a woman with that babyish prick." When I heard them talk my prick which had softened during the examination jumped to attention again - within seconds it was rock hard. "But what do you mean by taking his manhood," the nurse continued. "We could castrate him or cut his prick of or do both." "No," Ayshe said turning bright red and showing signs of sexual excitement ."Just cut his prick off. I want him to stay a man and sexually arousable." "Uh, you're wicked," the nurse said."Well it's no problem at all to cut off that tiny thing." I was shocked, afraid and couldn't believe what I was hearing - but my prick felt as if it was going to explode - it knew that deep down inside I had been dreaming of such a situation almost forever. I wanted to protest and run away but in fact I didn't even say a single word and just waited for things to come. "Well, then let's do it." "Are you sure?" "I'm dead sure." They didn't even ask me - and they didn't ask the doctor either. The nurse tied my arms and legs to the bench and I didn't even try to stop her. "Do you want to give him a last orgasm?" the nurse asked. Aysha nodded her head and started to undress. For the first time I saw this lovely woman in the nude - saw her huge breasts with their large dark areolas and the thick and widespread patch of black hair between her legs. She climbed onto the bench spreading her legs over me letting her tits jiggle in front of my face. She inserted my prick into her slit and began to ride me. "I can hardly feel him. But hey, that's the way it is. So it is clearly better to cut it off." She hadn't even finished the sentence when I shot my load and the fun part was over. Aysha climbed down and made room for the nurse. She slipped an extremely tight rubber band over my penis and slid it all the way down. Before really releasing it she asked " Want to have him a stump?" But Aysha just shook her head for a no. So the nurse released the rubber band only at the very root of my prick. Next she slid a circle like instrument over my penis which apparently was the cutter. She fixed it just over the rubber band - there wouldn't be a trace of my prick. "Do you want to do it" the nurse asked and pointed at a red button "I'd love to" Aysha said. She was trembling and juices were flowing down her naked legs. She looked into my eyes, took my prick between two fingers and pressed the button. Blades cut through my prick and immediately afterwards the wound was cauterized. Aysha almost collapsed in a huge orgasm but never let go of my pric. The pain only hit me when she lifted her hand and showed me my severed penis. The nurse took care of my wound and inserted a new catheter. Then we dressed again. I hadn't spoken for the whole time and outside I only said one word"Why?". "Well, Iris has told me everything about you. I like you and I want to be with you. But don't want to be molested by a mini prick. So I planned all this and informed the doctor beforehand." So you should think carefully about whom you're going to tell your secrets.
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