Testicles Removed Unwillingly

At 16 yrs old I went on a trip to Germany and on my return trip I had a guy sitting beside me during the flight. He told me he was 29 yrs. Old, his name was Khalil and that he was flying upto Dhahran, a city in Saudi Arabia. I told him that I was going back home to India. He invited me to stay at his place in Dhahran for a week. I didn't mind visiting because I had never seen Dhahran.

We took a taxi from the airport to his place. We had barely entered the door when he threw his arms around me and kissed me. Then he asked me if I would put on a girl's dress, I protested but he said it would only be for a few minutes. He wanted a photograph of me in a dress. He took out many poses of me in the dress. He fondled me and sucked my nipples and so on for a while. Then he went to the washroom and when he came out he had a white hand towel with him which he forced against my nose and mouth. I became dizzy.

When I awoke I was in a clinic with a male nurse by my side. He told me that Khalil had paid to have my testicles and scrotum removed in this private clinic. I became very sad at this news and had difficulty holding back tears that flowed from my eyes. I wanted to see Khalil but they told me he'd be back after my surgery had healed.

On the second day after the operation, the nurse came in to my room with a white plaster of Paris thing about 9 inches long by 5 inches round. I asked him what that was for, he said that it was to keep it open. He brought in a stretcher and I got up from my bed and lay on it. He took me to the surgeon's office, there I lay on an examination table with my legs high up in stirrups. The surgeon got down in between my legs and I felt his fingers on the area between my cock and ass. He removed a bandage I believe and he took the long white thing from the tray. I felt pain as he was trying to push it in but it wasn't going in my ass. He was pushing it in between my ass and cock. He said that he must put this splint in so that my new hole will stay open. I asked what new hole and then to my horror I realized that he had created a vagina. I screamed in shock at what had happened to me.

A nurse came in every 4 hours and rotated the white thing in my new hole, he said the rotation was to make the juices flow in the hole to keep it moist so that it doesn't close up. He said that in about a week the juices would flow by themselves and the hole will not close up and no splint will be needed. They put a new splint every evening and morning.

On the eighth day the surgeon came in smiling and said he was going to let me see my genitalia because all the bandages would be removed. Once again on his examination table I lay there legs in stirrups while he unbandaged me. A nurse held a mirror so that I could see what was in between my legs. I had no balls and no scrotum. I saw my cock was still there long and intact. About 4 cm down from it there was a hole, slightly open and showing a drop of white mucous from the small opening. It looked like a circumcized vagina — it had no lips.

The surgeon told me to feel my new hole. He asked me to put my finger in. I could see what I was doing in the mirror. I was surprised at how moist the hole was and that my finger slipped in easily. I was also amazed at a new erotic feeling I got when pushing my finger in and out of it.

Khalil picked me up from the clinic and took me home. He apologized but I slapped him. He said that it was all done now and irreversible. He wanted me so badly that he paid for the whole operation. He wanted me to be his companion for a long time. He wanted me to start taking female sex hormone to make my breasts large. I told him that I never wanted to be a girl and that I will instead take male sex hormone because I lost my balls.

Khalil had sex with me regularly and brought his friends over too. I would be naked under a long Arab gown. His friends not having seen or seldom seeing a girl's vagina would get hard erections when I lifted my gown upon Khalil's orders. They would kiss me fondle my breasts bite my nipples and finger my hole. They never had intercourse with me. I suppose it is Arab tradition to let the other man's wife or companion alone.

I don't live with Khalil anymore and am now in another country.