My siter is a well respected vet. in our communityand is well liked by all that know her. Donna called me one day and asked me if I would like to go with her on a couple of calls that she had to do out in the country,I had nothing planed for the day so I agreed to go with her.She picked me up and as we headed out I asked her what her calls were about today. She told me that both calls were to do castrations,one on a horse and one one a young bull. As I watched my sister do her work, I was impressed at how well she does her work with a knife. Donna is a fine vet. On the way home I was telling her how good I tought she was and if she had ever thought about castrating a man. Donna gave me a funny look and admitted that she had indeed gave it some thought about castrating a man. Donna then ask me if I had tought about being castrated. I told her that it had crossed my mind and still think about it once in awhile. She then asked me if I would ever really consider having it done. I told her that if she would do it I would consider it. We drove in silance the rest of the way back to her office. Once there I helped her take thing back inside. As we put things away Donna asked me if I had ment what I had said in the car and I told her I had ment every word. She then told me if I really wanted it done she would be glad to do it for me. I stood there and thought about it for a shot while thinking about what it would mean to be castrated for the rest of my life. After a short time of thought,I turned to Donna and said lets do it. Donna siad for me to take off my clothes and while I was doing that Donna was gathering the nessesary equipment to do the job. When she returned, she toldme to get up on the table and to just relax. Donna saked me one more time if this is really what I wanted, as I asnwered yes She gave me the first of several injectections to deaden the earia.We talked for a time while the anistetic took hold. Donna said "This your last chance to back out if you want to." With that I told her we had gone this far lets go ahead and just do it. Donna picked up the knife in her skilled hands and went to work on meand in no time had my testicals and scrotem lating in a dish on the table. That happened almost two years ago,and to this day I've never regretted letting my sister castrate me. I still go with her on occation when she has castrations to do. I love seeing my siser at work.
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