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I had been going to the gym for quite a while when it happened. Although I am very obviously very masculine and male, I adore dressing in girl's clothing. Because I have a very lithe figure, the only adjustment I made was to shave my legs and arms. I never tried to look other than a man in girls' clothes. It was not a ladies only gym but no other men went and the girls got quite used to me, not seeming to mind. I got turned-on by the fact that the girls knew that underneath my panties I had a hard cock and dangling bollocks. Anyway, there was this cute young girl that called Sarah that I fancied like hell and she did encourage me. She was skinny and bony in the way that only young girls are, with pretty long blonde hair that she kept in plaits when she worked-out.
The came the party and the girls naturally invited me, and naturally I asked Sarah to be my partner. She was bemused at first but agreed quite readily. All the girls wore their pretty, skimpy gear and so I went in my tiny shiny PVC miniskirt and top, showing-off my tight, shiny, PVC panties underneath. Sarah wore a micro-miniskirt that hardly existed and she too was showing lots of shiny satin panty. I heard the girls in giggling in a huddle and went over to ask what is was about. Sarah took me aside and told me that I had to fight her in the ring to prove show that I was worthy of being one of the girls. I was horrified and acutely embarrassed, but the girls shoved me into the ring where Sarah was already warming-up. She was making sinuous movements, rubbing her hands up her thighs and deliberately giving me an eyeful of her panties. I felt stirrings under my pants and some of the girls were giggling and pointing there. Suddenly Sarah came out of her corner and went for me. I tried to run but she tripped me up wrestled me until she had my face in her panties and her lovely slender thighs that I had so often admired, around my neck. She reached under my skirt and rubbed the bulge in my panties until I my shameful hard-on came out of my pants and the girls were all laughing at my predicament. Then she grabbed my bollocks and squeezed them hard until I shrieked with pain She ordered me to lick her panties and I had no choice. First I licked her lovely thighs and then pushed my tongue into her panty-covered slit, my face was scarlet with shame. Then she stood over me with one foot on my chest and made me announce "She's defeated me!" Sarah ordered me to my feet and I stood against her with my hard cock rubbing against her skirt and my balls dangling against her panties - Oh bliss! I groped her sheer skirt against her satin-clad firm bum and moaned with pleasure. "Do you want me, Brian?" she asked, and I said " Yes!" very passionately. The cruel bitch just pulled my shoulders forward and slammed her knee in to my bollocks. I was writhing, screaming and clutching my male weakness. I blubbed with pain and humiliation but Sarah forced me on to my knees and raped me from behind with a dildo and soon I had a hard on again for the disbelieving girls to marvel at. Sarah announced in a very loud voice "So you want to be a girl do you? You will have to fight better than that! The awful bitch then rubbed my bollocks until I begged her for sex, which seemed to please her. She manoeuvred me until I was straddling her with my knees each side of her hips, my balls on her panties, and my iron bar of a cock on her skirt again. I thought we were going to have sex, but Oh no, she had her eye on something else! She reached behind my thighs and took hold of my aching bollocks, pulling them downward to stretch my scrotum, and held a wicked looking knife against the narrowing of my scrotum. Nobody could have been more surprised than me but, to the utter amazement of the cheering girls, I begged her "Please, Sarah, castrate me! you bitch! She jiggled my balls until I was writhing in pleasure. I couldn't help myself, my disgusting maleness splattered her skirt. At that very moment, looking me straight in the eye, she sliced my bollocks off, holding the bloody remains of my masculinity up for all the girls to see my shame! I kept pumping more and more spunk onto her skirt in the most powerful orgasm I had ever experienced. Dedicated to castrating girlies: Martin Cooper 2002
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