Science demands a sacrifice
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It was Saturday morning and Peter was still in bed - no longer sleeping but still dozing - when the phone rang. "This is Paula from Dr. Jones's practice." He was puzzeld. Dr. Jones was his urologist - and they had never called him at home before. "Hi" he answered "what do you want?" "Well, could you come in today - or actually right away?" "I do have time - but why?" "Don't worry there's nothing wrong with you. We are just looking for some patients who are willing to help us with some research. And in view of your medical history you seem to be a perfect candidate for what we need." Peter had been a patient of Dr. Jones for ages now. Due to an illness during his childhood his kidneys and bladder didn't work properly - actually he had been forced to live with a catheter for the past ten years. Meanwhile he was so used to it that he almost didn't notice it any more - only when he replaced it himself at home every third day. And there was more. His genitals hadn't developed properly - he was 34 but his prick was that of a boy - not even 3.5" when erect! He had to see the doctor regularly and was used to all kinds of check-ups and treatments. So why not - but why? "Why should I?" "Well, for science of course - but you will also get some money." "How much and what would be done with me?" "I don't know how much. The doctor will tell you beforehand what is going to happen. But you should have several hours of time and you should come with a taxi - we'll pay for that as well." He became curious - why several hours and why a taxi? He didn't have any plans for the day and as his curiosity was growing he agreed. "Ok, I'll be there in 45 minutes." "That's perfect. See you then" He expected to be the only patient but when he reached the practice he was surprised - both waiting rooms were full - men and women, all nearly his age. He didn't even have to sit down as Paula - the nurse who had phoned him - asked everybody to stand up and listen to her. "Well, we have a whole bunch of all kind of different research projects and we need several patients for each project. The doctor checked beforehand who is apt for which project. I will now call your names and tell you what options you have. Then you have to decide. I'm not going to discuss money with you, the doctor will do that. By the way: you don't have to opt for one project. If you're not happy with it you can leave right away. You have a second and last chance to leave when money is discussed. Now, let's start. Paul, Jane, Dean, Diana test of new medicine...... Peter listened to Paula but at the same time began to think about the whole scenario. He thought it was interesting. " ... testing of new catheters..." he heard trying not to overhear his name. It was not only an interesting situation it even aroused him. What was in store for him? ".... new electro-therapy ..." Apparently they were getting to the tougher tests now and she still hadn't mentioned his name. "John, Monica, Sara, Michael, Iris circumcision...." He was getting more and more excited - and his penis showed as it was getting stiff. ".... John, Paul, Diana, Jane ...." more and more names were called. Some were called several times as they could choose between different projects. His excitement kept growing but he was also getting nervous - he felt he was in for something big. And then it was his turn. "And finally," Paula turned to him, "Peter - penectomy." Just one word nothing else. Perhaps a smile in her eyes but no explanation. It was not necessary. All eyes were staring at him. As they were all experienced patients all knew what this meant - if he agreed his penis would be cut off. Staring at him the others began to talk to each other - but only for a while. Soon they concentrated on themselves again they had to make their own decisions. Peter was in a strange mood - on the one hand he was shocked, felt as if he was run over by a lorry. On the other hand he had expected or even hoped for something like that and as a consequence was happy. All in all he was kind of paralyzed and thus didn't really notice what was going on around him. Some of the other patients left the practice but most stayed. They talked to Paula and told her their decision. This took some time. After a while Peter "felt" that it was totally quiet in the room. He came back from wherever his mind had been in his strange state and realised that Paula was looking at him. Apparently she had asked him something - but he didn't know what. "Will you stay", Paula repeated her question. The others stared at him. Of course - they all wanted to know what his decision was. Would someone lose his prick today? Not really knowing what he was doing Peter said "Yes, I'll stay." A collective moaning was the result and the faces of the others showed amazement. He had just agreed to lose his penis! All the patients vanished in different rooms and Peter was led to a little cabin and told to take all his clothes off. He started undressing but suddenly asked himself what he was doing. Sure, because of all his problems and first of all because of the lack of size of his penis he had often dreamed of having it cut off. But did he really want to lose it? Do without sex in future - not that he had much of a sex life. While thinking he had automatically taken off all his clothes and was completely nude now. He looked down his body and got his answer. He sported a complete hard on. Though the catheter still was protruding from his pee hole it was the best erection of his life - which didn't mean a lot, just 3.5"! Yes, he wanted to lose it! Did he really? It came to his mind that he could still leave - but he made no attempt. The door opened and Sonja asked him to come in. Sonja was a beautiful young nurse still in her twenties. Nevertheless she was an extremely experienced nurse as she had been with the doctor for more than a decade. "Peter, come in and sit on the bench. Before we begin the doctor has to talk to you." Peter still was kind of absent and thus he was just sitting there, waiting and watching how Sonja was preparing the procedure - but he didn't really see what she was doing. Suddenly the doctor was standing in front of him talking to him. Peter looked at him but didn't really hear what he was saying. Then the doctor stopped talking and stared at Peter. Apparently he had asked something but Peter didn't know what. So he just nodded his approval. Obviously that was enough for the doctor who left. "Peter, will you please lie down and put your legs onto the stirrups" he suddenly heard Sonja's voice. Now he was back in reality. He did what she wanted. His legs were tied to the stirrups and his arms were tied to the bench. Sonja turned around and grabbed something. Coming back to him she said "I'll first inject something into your penis to reduce the pain and at the same time get a full erection". She stretched his now semi-erect penis and inserted the needle into different spots at the base of his penis. "Now let's first shave you." There wasn't much to shave as he usually kept that area free from hair. Now, that he was back to life he wanted answers to his questions. "Why me?" "Well, as you know your penis is something special as it is a micro- penis. And that is exactly what is still missing in the university's collection." Sonja said. So they wanted to have his penis because it was so small - for once in his life this fact made his penis interesting. With women it only made them laugh. "What will the doctor do?" "Well, I'll do it. The doctor will deal with other patients. I'll just cut it off and preserve it in a fully erect state." She was doing something with his penis and he suddenly realised that he couldn't feel it any more and that it was fully erect again. "Hair done, now we can go for it " Sonja indicated that his time had come - or rather his penis' time. She pulled the catheter out of his penis and replaced it with a steel rod. Out of nowhere a scalpel appeared in her hand. Suddenly he wanted to run away but it was too late - he was securely fastened to the bench. She pulled his penis out of his body as far as possible with her left hand and with the scalpel in her right hand she cut through his penis in a couple of very quick circular moves. Within seconds his penis was detached from his body and she slid it down the rod. He didn't feel anything at all. Sonja put his penis into a jar and then sutured his wound. It took her just a couple of minutes to stitch it up perfectly. Then she replaced the steel rod with a catheter again. "Well, that's it for the moment. You can leave now but come back next week. We have to check your wound." She helped him get up an led him to the cabin. On the way she stopped and turned him to the right. Now he could see himself in a mirror. He was shocked. Only now he realised that his penis was gone. There was just a tiny red spot with stitches where his penis had been only a couple of minute ago just above his tiny scrotum. He dressed and left the practice. Waiting for the taxi he put his hand into his pockets and found an envelope. He opened it - and knew what the doctor had asked him. In the envelope he found - money. He had sold his penis to science for a mere 500 bucks. But he could still visit it in the university's collection.