No sooner did the Authenticock girls get back from their rodeo gig in San Francisco, than they found an invitation, in the mail. They were invited to address a senior women’s business forum, at Ohio State University, in Columbus, on the subject of "Young, College Women’s Entrepreneurship, In Today’s Business Economy." They would be paid a generous stipend, and were asked to bring their staff and equipment.

"Wow!,", exclaimed the cute, little, teen-tart, Tracy, "Can you beat that? One day, I’m a grunt, office temp. at Kelly Services. And the next day, I’m teaching co-eds how to chop-off cocks, and make real-cock dildos, at Ohio State! ... Only in America!"

"You have a point!" responded Gloria, Authenticock’s co-owner, along with her beautiful, black, college room-mate, Sharon.

"We’re glad you like working with us, Tracy," followed Sharon. "And we’ve decided to give you a raise! You seem to really turn-on the guys, and send them off to our genital guillotine, to lose their huge cocks and balls, with lovely, stiff erections! Their girl-friends love seeing that, almost as much as they love getting-back, their big, real-cock strap-ons! Let’s hope we can get some hot and hung, donor-volunteers in Ohio!"

"Thank you so much, Sharon." answered Tracy. "Don’t worry, if those college girls come-up with the heavily-hung guys, I’ll help take care of the "Show and Tell!"

"I’m sure you will, you horny-toad!," replied Gloria, with a laugh. "Now, we’ve only got a week, to get this show on the road, in-between doing our regular dildo services, here at the office. We need to send-out some notices, to be posted around the campus, there, inviting bi-girls, who are attending the seminar, to "volunteer" some of their humpy boy-friends, to contribute their hefty packages, to their girl-friend’s cause. Because, if we’ve got no ‘Show’, we’ve got no ‘tell’!"

Sharon responded, "Well, you’ve got that right! I’ll get the notices out, and Fed-Ex ‘em to them, along with some brochures, and pictures of our products and procedures, that they could run in the campus paper. Tracy, the night before we’re leaving, a week from tomorrow, you get the guillotine boxed-up, and samples of all the different kinds of dildos we make, and everything. We should have all those rodeo girls’ strap-ons, back from the tanners in Phoenix, by then, too. I can’t wait to see Sally’s, screw-in, saddle-bronc-riding dildo! Oh, this is going to be such fun!"

"Hey," added the randy Tracy, "When you’re chopping-off big, stiff, squirting pricks, it’s ALWAYS fun!~"

The night before they were to leave, Sharon and Gloria, had a nice dinner together, and retired early, to their campus dorm-room. Sharon took off her dress and underwear first, and stepped-into the shower, while Gloria turned on the TV, as she’d already bathed before dinner. "Let’s catch this week’s ‘Sex And The City’," she suggested to Sharon. Sharon finished her shower, and walked back into the room, toweling-off her beautiful, black skin. She lit a sandlewood-scented candle, arranged the towel around her hair, to dry, switched off the harsh, over-head room light, together with the TV, and purred to Gloria, "What say you, we have our OWN ‘Sex And The City’, Kitten?," as she un-did Gloria’s dress, and dropped it on the floor, followed by her sexy thong-panties.

"What a good idea!," grinned Gloria, as the two lovers hugged each other, pressing their beautiful, full breasts, and now-erect nipples into one-another. They stood there, kissing, holding each other, running their hands, over each-other’s firm butt-cheeks, and slipping their finger-tips into their cracks, for several minutes, until Sharon gently backed Gloria down, onto their bed, and began licking her tight, shaved pussy, and darting her pointed tongue over her lovely, out-thrust clit. She reached-up and started kneading Gloria’s large, firm breasts and stiff nipples, while she continued probing her tongue, as deep as she could into the dewy recesses of her hot vulva. Gloria pressed firmly down on Sharon’s head, and still-wet hair, trying to get her lover’s tongue, even-deeper into her hot pussy, moaning, "OH, God, girl! You do know how to push my buttons!... That feels SOOOO good! ...You make me SOOOOO hot!"

"And your cunt is SOOOOO yummy!," smiled Sharon, as she came up for a quick breather. "Your juices are starting to run, baby, and they are dee-lish!," she added, as she dove back-in for more.

Gloria spread her shapely legs further-apart, and continued pressing-down Sharon’s head with her left hand, while she moved her right fingers down, to work her fully-erect clit, while Sharon’s tongue darted deeper and deeper, into her dripping vagina. Fully ten minutes elapsed, as the two lovers had-at each other, with Gloria trying to hold-back her climax, while Sharon did her best, to coax it out of her. Finally, with Gloria twisting her juicy clit, and Sharon twisting her hard nipples, Gloria began cumming, goose-bumps forming on her breasts and arms, and the muscles deep in her vagina, began throbbing and contracting, as she broke into a full-blown, shattering orgasm. She panted and moaned, and started shaking, as she pressed Sharon’s head, and probing tongue, so hard into her quivering, running pussy, to where Sharon had difficulty breathing, and had to reach to the back of her head, and pull Gloria’s hand away, to raise her head and catch her breath. She grinned as she looked at Gloria’s wide-open eyes, and saw the effect she was having on the trembling girl. Gloria’s fists started banging the bed, as Sharon took the opportunity to kiss her throbbing clit, and suck it into her mouth. "Oh, ya, chew on it!," hollered Gloria. "Bite my clit! Chew on it with your teeth! ... OH, bite it HARD!... Oh, God, I love it!" Sharon kept biting her clit, until she was afraid she might bite it off!, as Gloria began thrusting her hips around, left and right, ripping her clit, over-and-over again, from Sharon’s clenched teeth.

Finally she began feeling that her tender clit was starting to hurt, at about the same time, she started coming-down from her frantic orgasm, and Sharon began tenderly kissing her, all-over her sweating body. After several minutes, her orgasm came to a quiet end, except for her continuous, heavy breathing. She relaxed completely, whispering to Sharon, "Oh my Lord, thank you, sweet girl. That was an orgasm for the ages." Sharon climbed-up onto the bed next to her, fixed the sheet, and they both fell asleep.

Their host, a Ms. Jameson, a tall, good-looking blond, met their flight, holding-up a little Authenticock sign, complete with the logo, she’d gotten-off the brochures and notices, Sharon had sent. After a round of introductions, and picking-up the boxed-up guillotine, and other freight off the carrousel, they were whisked-into Ms. Jameson’s SUV, by her hunky driver, Lance, who loaded-in the luggage, as well as the five girls. The minute Tracy caught this hunk, she quickly eased right-into the middle of the front-seat, to sit next to him. She was especially pleased, when she saw that the vehicle had a floor-stick-shift, which she had to straddle, with a leg on each side, so she’d have his shifting-hand, right where she wanted it! Sharon sat next to her. As soon as they pulled-out from the curb,  finally got-away from the airport, and shifted-into high-gear, Tracy took his hand from the handle, and slid it into her panty-free crotch, under her tiny skirt.

Seeing this, Sharon alertly admonished her horny, little teen-tart, "Tracy!...For heaven’s sake!... Can’t you wait?...Do you want to kill us all!?"

Lance, who’d briefly managed to get the tip of his index-finger, an inch into Tracy’s tight, little pussy, immediately yanked his hand away, and put it back onto the steering wheel, with a grin, and a cute, "Whoops..."

Tracy looked a little sheepish, and just whispered, "Sorrrrry! It was just so nice and close!"

The attractive Ms. Jameson, attempting to de-fuse the situation, quickly offered, "HI, I’m Adele! Welcome to Columbus!"

The trip to the University was completed without further incident, much to Tracy’s chagrin. As they started to alight from the vehicle, Tracy whispered into Lance’s ear, "Next time, I’ll put my coat in my lap! Let’s finish this later!"

‘You’re ON, girl!," smiled Lance.

Adele had arranged two dorm-rooms for the four girls, and got two freshman boys, to take-up their personal luggage, while she instructed Lance to drop off the large box, and several other packages, which Gloria had indicated, directly to the Business College Auditorium. "Why don’t you go to your rooms, and freshen-up," suggested Adele, "and join me for lunch, here in the cafeteria, in – say -twenty minutes? We can discuss your format, and ideas for the seminar, and I’ll give you the surprisingly big list of girls, and some of their boy-friends, who have responded to your notices, and have bought-tickets, to come to your lecture."

"Wow, that’s exciting!," said the girls, almost simultaneously, as they went up in the elevator. Tracy reflected, pensively, "I still can’t believe, I was working at Kelly Services, a month ago, typing dreary papers, and now, here I am, at seventeen, lecturing co-eds at Ohio State, on castrating their humpies!" Everyone, including the elevator-operator, broke-up at that!

"This is what makes this Country, Great!," laughed Amanda...

At lunch, Adele suggested the Caesar Salad, which they all dove-into with relish. "So do you mind," inquired Adele, "telling me what you intend, for this afternoon?"

Gloria spoke first, "Well, we’ve never been asked to do this before, but we thought that the students would be interested in how we, as students ourselves, came on the idea for our products, and their marketing. We have suggestions on how the girls can talk their boy-friends into willingly-participating, fully, into their plans and needs. We’ll discuss the mechanics of the process, and hopefully, be able to demonstrate the entire technique, with some couples, who are ready to participate. Then we’ll display actual samples, of our varied products, show how they work, and finally, how we market and advertise our services." Figuring she’d successfully ‘beaten-around-the-bush’, enough, Gloria continued, "In the couple of months, we’ve been in business, we’ve been written-up on the Internet, in The Wall Street Journal, in USA Today, Playboy Magazine, Rodeo News (believe it, or not!), and Sports Illustrated, in the Swim-Suit issue! There’s word, they want to list us on the Nasdac Stock Exchange in the fall!"

"Fabulous!," exclaimed Adele. "Well this is why you were requested, by so many of the students, to have you join us, for a lecture! But, what do you actually DO?"

"Well," rejoined Sharon, "You must come to our meeting, too, and find out! You’ll be surprised!"

"It’ll be fun!," added the irrepressible Tracy.

"I’m sure it will!," responded Adele, as she finished the last of her Caesar Salad. "I can’t wait! ‘See you at the auditorium!,..." as she picked-up all the checks, and walked to the cashier.

"‘Methinks, this is going to be hoot!," jumped-in the grinning, Amanda, fiddling in her bag, with her suturing-equipment.

Sharon added, "I just hope she doesn’t have us all thrown into the slammer, when the first guy’s cock, hits the basket!"

"I’ll buy that!," smiled Tracy, as she nervously-twisted her soda-straw. "‘Cause, for a teen-age castratrix, I’ve got a clean police-record!"

"Well, that’s a relief!," added Gloria..."The worst part of having an actual ‘jail-bait’, working for you, is when she has an actual jail-record!"

"Well, see ..." responded Tracy, "No worries THERE!"

That spurred everyone, out of the cafeteria, and on-down to the Business Auditorium.

When they reached the building, a large crowd had already gathered, and all were excited to see the Authenticock girls, whom they recognized from their pictures on the website, and in the illustrated brochure. The word had gotten out! Many asked the crew to autograph their brochure pictures, while others, couldn’t wait to introduce them to their boyfriends, who had already-consented to their humpies requests, to forfeit their "packages", to the girls’ strap-on needs! Sharon began taking couples’ names and situations, on her clip-board, and assigning them an order of progression. Tracy walked around with her ruler, reminding the would-be donors, that they must meet the 8-inch size-requirement. Apparently all were well-aware of this, according to the girl-friends, and all the rejects, with their mini-dicks, were off at a sorority-sponsored, field-hockey, pep-rally, to keep them away from the meeting!

Everyone moved-inside, at the appointed 2:00 O’clock hour, and as the excited crowd, of well-over a hundred, settled down, Gloria took the podium first, and gave them a brief description of how she, and her lover, Sharon, had come to the conclusion, one night, that, while Mrs. Robinson, in "The Graduate", had advocated Plastics, as the coming thing, in that old Dustin Hoffman movie, that TODAY’S sensitive young woman, felt that her cumming thing, was more in-line with a lovely, big, real-cock dildo! Especially, when it was voluntarily-contributed, to her nice strap-on, by her caring humpy, to make-merry, with her bi-girlfriends! That set-up a standing-ovation, from the, largely female audience. Then Gloria asked the enthusiastic Tracy to demonstrate the various products.

Tracy immediately took the opportunity to strip-naked, and pickup a simple, real-cock dildo. "OK," she began, "This is your basic dildo, from us, which you can use on yourself, or your partner. Notice it’s large size, and prominent veins in the shiny cock-skin, which we get from banding the guy, at the height of his maximum erection. Then when the stiff prick is tanned, by our special process, it’s exact size and hardness is maintained, for his girlfriend’s pleasure." Tracy then pumped the huge penis, in and out of her now-wet cunt, a few times, by way of demonstration. She continued, "Check-out his nice, big balls, which our tanners have fitted, with our patented, one-way, stainless-steel, O-ring-sealed, refillable-valve. This way, you can squirt our faux-sperm, into your humpy, at over three-times the volume, your guy ever could into you! We’ll sell you the faux-sperm in quart bottles, with cone-shaped, dispenser-nozzles, for quick-refilling, in sexually-frantic situations. Or, we’ll give you the easy recipe! Then, note how your real-cock slips, effortlessly, into our custom-made, genuine-black-leather, four-strap harness. The average harness has only three straps, so the back-one, slips permanently into your ass-crack, in thong-fashion, and, is not-only irritating, but blocks your privates, from your partner! With our, attractive, four-strap version," continued Tracy, as she slipped one-on, "the two back-straps, reach-around your butt, accessing your pussy and anus, to pleasuring from your humpy! Don’t we think of EVERYTHING?!" Again, the audience whistled and applauded. "Then, we have our favorite, much-in-demand, double-dildo, or double-dildo strap-on, for those of you, like me, who don’t want to feel, we’re missing-out on pleasure, when we’re nailing our girlfriends! This makes it really easy, to cum at the same time! And the balls are mounted in the middle, you see, for easy-access to both parties, and to insure that the two girls, don’t get into a squabble, over who’s getting the most cock!" MORE screaming and enthusiastic applause! "And here’s a unique order, we just got back from our tanners, for our gal, Rodeo Sal, who, when she’s not using it, for a double-dildo strap-on, intends to screw-it into her bronc-riding saddle, and slide all twelve-inches of it, up her twat, so she won’t get bucked-off!" There was MORE applause, and a few laughs this time, as Tracy came back from the display-table with the final item. "And now, I guess, for the ‘piece de resistance’, the notorious, triple-real-cock dildo!," Tracy hollered, as she stepped-into the harness, and slid the inner-phallus, all-the-way up her dripping cunt, while the other two, stuck-out, waving horizontally, in-front. "This is for the girl, where budget is no-object, who has a girl-friend, who likes it up her pussy and ass at the same time, and has more donor/humpies, than she has sense!" Again, the crowd was brought to its feet, with thunderous applause, whistles, and cheers!

Tracy took a couple of bows, pulled the dildo, out of her pussy, with a loud ‘pop’, waved, and thanked the audience.

Gloria returned to the microphone, "Wow, was that some presentation, from our randy, little-teen. Miss Tracy!? If you thought she was enthusiastic NOW, wait ‘till you see her work our nifty guillotine!" At that point, on cue, the lights dimmed, and a spot-light, lit-up the guillotine, they’d positioned center-stage. As Sharon yanked the gold-tassled, velvet cloth, off of it, the spot-light, pin-spotted it, and made the big, chrome blade shimmer in the bright glow! The audience gasped, when they saw it! Three of the formerly-booked, would-be donors, bolted for the doors, but the others managed to be calmed by their girlfriends, and stayed in their seats.

"OK!," interjected Gloria, "We have our list of potential donors, and their girlfriends. We’d like you all to come-up, on-stage, get your clothes off, take a seat, and, if you like, come-up to the mike and tell us your story." Twelve couples came up, hand-in-hand, undressed, and sat down. "Alright," Gloria continued. "Who’d like to be first?" ... Silence...

Finally, a tall, pretty, black girl, with a thin, attractive body, and braided, beaded-hair, spoke up. "Hi! I’m Tanya, and this is my guy-lover, Kyle, when I’m into boys! He’s got this fabulous, big, thirteen-inch dick, but he’s upset, that I’m also into girls! So when we saw your ‘Authenticock’ notice, and your website, looking for guys willing to give-up their big equipment for their humpies’ strap-on, real-cock dildos, he offered me his!"

"Ya," interrupted Kyle. "I figured if I can’t get full-time, into Tanya’s pants, fuck it, man! I’d rather lose it, and let her use it, in one of these dildo-tings, to where I’ll be in plenty pussy, every night, which she promises, man! I mean if you can’t use it, you just as well lose it, man!"

"Works for ME!," spoke-up Tracy, as she led him away, before he changed his mind, toward the castration bench, alongside the guillotine. Sharon and Gloria had stripped-down to a pair of tight short-shorts, and no bras, as they prepared for work, and loaded their two elastrators with the tiny, green-rubber, Donut-shaped, castration bands.

Sharon held a hand-microphone, as she explained what they were doing, and how the whole castration-process worked. "Tanya, I need you to suck his big, beautiful cock, until it’s as hard as you can get it. Then, when we double-band it, it’ll stay that way, permanently, even after we chop it off!"

Tanya liked the idea of that invitation, as she kneeled alongside the castration bench, and took his already-erect penis into her mouth, working the big glans with her tongue. She jammed the massive prick half-way down her throat, until she began gagging on it, and raised her head. "Is that big-enough, for you?," she asked Sharon, as she held the huge organ by its base, and waved it back-and- forth.

"Brother, it’s big-enough for ME!," spoke-up a guy, waiting with the donors.

His girl-friend, Denise, sitting next to him, said, "This is his friend, Eric. They play basketball together. I’m always teasing Eric, 'cause he only has a nine-inch prick, versus Kyle’s big, thirteen-incher there!"

Tanya, still licking the head of Kyle’s prick, and waving it in the air, grinned and challenged Eric, "Well, Shorty, why don’t you come-on over here, and take-up where I left off, on my guy’s serious prick. Come suck on it, so you can feel what a real cock tastes like!"

The hundred-plus girls in the audience, roared their approval!

Tanya continued, "I know you’re straight, just like Kyle, here, but I’ve always fantasized, about seeing some guy sucking on my humpy, and seeing if he can get more of this beauty, down his throat, than I can! Kyle, is this OK with you, baby? I’d kill to see you shoot your last big load, down this cute white boy’s throat!"

"Hey, it’s cool with me, if it’ll get you off! At least I can use it, before I lose it!"

Again, all the girls in the audience, whistled and cheered, and the naked girls on-stage, waiting with their donor-humpies, jumped up and started high-fiveing each other.

"SUCK ... IT! SUCK ... IT! SUCK ...IT!," the girls all started chanting rhythmically. Eric got up, took a quick bow, with a big grin on his face, and walked over to Kyle, on the bench. Tanya smiled, and handed Kyle’s hugely-erect prick to Eric, saying only, "Lunch is served!" Eric grasped the massive boner from Tanya, and immediately went down on it, scooping a quantity of pre-cum out of the tip, and spreading it around with his tongue, up and down Kyle’s already-glistening cock. By now, all the girls onstage, and most in the audience, either had their fingers in their, or their girlfriends’ pussies, diddling their clits, with many kissing and hugging each other. The horny girls, squeezing their hard nipples and clits, stared straight-ahead, as Kyle’s huge prick, incredibly, disappeared down Eric’s deep throat, on every down-thrust of Eric’s head.

"Jesus!," exclaimed Tanya, as she gripped and squeezed his huge balls, "He must be half-way to your stomach, Eric! And that’s thirteen thick-inches of stiff meat! Wouldn’t you like to have a whanger like that? Oooooo, that beauty’s going to be so fine, in my nice strap-on, with these big nuts, pumpin’ juicy-goo, into my girlfriends!" She looked-over at Eric’s humpy, Denise. "Hey girl, what do you say I give you a workout with this big baby, your boyfriend’s deep-throating, when I get it back?

"Wow!, I’d love it!," hollered Denise. "By then, Eric’s dick will be gone, and so, obviously, will Eric! Besides, his piddly-prick could never fill me up, and give my hot cunt, the kind of stretching I was looking for, anyway! I really need to get a double-dildo strap-on made, if I could find a nice, big-cocked humpy like your Kyle, to use in my own pussy, when I’m nailing one of my girlfriends with Eric’s dick, out-front!"

Well, between the on-stage deep-throating, and the hot conversation, all the girls watching, were in hot-pursuit of an orgasm, including Tracy, who had grabbed one of the big, sample dildos, she’d spoken of, sat down on the corner of the bench, near Kyle’s feet, and rammed the huge cock, in-and-out of her dripping snatch, while she twisted her throbbing clit, and stared at the monster dong, going up-and-down Eric’s throat. Even Gloria and Sharon, were on the carpet, stage-right, sixty-nineing each other, and darting their pointed-tongues, as deeply into one-another’s pussies, as they could reach. They had gotten so hot watching Kyle’s huge prick, going down Eric’s bottomless throat, that they didn’t even bother with any of the strap-ons, still laying-there on the display table. Soon they were both in trembling, moaning orgasms, both holding the backs of each-other’s heads, pressing them deeply into their respective, naked crotches. Kyle felt his imminent climax, and hollered so, as Tanya alternately milked his full balls, deep-into Eric’s throat, while Kyle pulled Eric’s mouth down, to the very root of his squirting prick, pumping his hot sperm, directly into Eric’s stomach. Tracy came down from her intense orgasm, still sitting by Kyle’s trembling feet, and watched Tanya, practically crushing his packed nuts, trying to pump their contents, down Eric’s throat. Tracy marveled at Eric’s throbbing wind-pipe, and Adam’s apple, swallowing the river of cum, as fast as he could, so he wouldn’t choke on it! By this time, every girl on-stage, or in the audience, was yelling and shaking, in intense orgasmic pleasure, their pulsing vaginal juices, running out of their cunts, and down their legs. Even the waiting cock-donors, were all jerking-off, flogging their enormous, stiff pricks, as hard as they could. Then the first guy started shooting, followed by one-after-another, with an amazing line, of ten giant penises, all pumping hot sperm, four and five feet into the air, like geysers in Yellowstone Park! Out, in great arcs, shot the pulsing cum, high into the air, and curving down onto the carpet. As soon as one gent would start to slow down, his humpy would reach down, grab his balls, and start squeezing them, until he would be off-to-the-races again, squirting-out great gouts of thick ball-juice.

About this time, Kyle’s nuts were empty, and Eric withdrew his mouth from Kyle’s still-stiff boner. Tracy looked around and saw the ten couples, combining to seemingly-flood the stage carpet! "Hey!," she warned the girls, "If you gals want to see your boyfriends cum, while their having their big cocks cut-off, you’d better leave some juice in their nuggies!" They immediately took her advice, and stopped pumping their humpies’ throbbing pricks, squelching the flow.

Eric emerged from Kyle’s crotch, looking cross-eyed, and hardly-able to breathe. Sperm was running out of his nose, and the corners of his mouth, as he coughed, and whispered, "God! I must have swallowed a quart of that stuff!"

Tracy was jumping up-and-down with excitement. "What was it like? How did you like it?," she asked, breathlessly.

Kyle thought a second, and replied, grinning, "Well ... It don’t taste like chicken!  I don’t think I’d ever make it, as a faggot!"

Well, THAT brought down the house, with laughter, lightening-up the crowd, and bringing them back to reality.

Tracy broke in, "OK, see how we’re getting Kyle double-banded. The first band stops him from bleeding-out, when we cut his big dick and nuts off, and the second band keeps the blood in his package, and keeps his cock nice, and big and hard, like you want for your dildos.

Alright, even though we had trouble getting the tight band over his huge cock head, he had so much sperm all-about, that that helped lube the way! I’ve now slid the band, down to the base of his stiff shaft, where I release the elastrator handles, and the band compresses the prongs into the sides of his throbbing dick. Now watch what happens, when I use both hands, to shove the prongs down to the very root, of his great penis. OK, now Tanya, use your finger-nail, to pop the band off the prongs, as it snaps into your humpy’s doomed cock-meat! See, the blood has filled his organ to the max, and the stretched skin, shines beautifully in the stage lights, emphasizing the enlarged blood vessels of his fabulous, throbbing prick, now beginning to turn a lovely dark-purple. Now, we’ll slip the second band on him, leaving about a quarter-inch cutting channel, for the blade of the guillotine. Alright, ... that finished, we’ll now double-band his big balls, and he’s ready for action." The audience sat-staring, in silent fascination, as Tracy and Sharon finished Kyle’s banding, isolating his huge, bulging nuts in his big ball-sack. Tracy suggested, "Now, Tanya, grip his lovely, pulsing dick, and lead him around to the back of the guillotine." At that point, Gloria pulled the gleaming, twenty-pound, angled-blade, up to the top of the vertical columns, by the trip cord, while Sharon secured the cord, to the hair-trigger, trip-mechanism on the cross-bar. Tracy showed Tanya how to strap her, soon-to-be-former boyfriend, into the device, so he faced the audience. Tracy returned to the front, reached through the chopping-hole, and pulled Kyle’s hefty, chilling package through hole, and secured it in place, with the top, two-and-a-half-inch-wide, half-hole block, which matched the bottom one. Now his mighty cock and balls, were totally secured. Tracy then tied a stretch-cord, around the head of his prick, just behind his flared-glans, and pulled it out tight, until Sharon indicated that the bands’ slicing channel, was positioned exactly above the blade’s chopping groove, on the base-block, whereupon, Tracy wrapped the stretched cord, with a few figure-eights, around the bottom cleat. "OK, Tanya, his beautiful cock and balls are all ready, and fully stretched-out, to get you every stiff-inch you want, for your strap-on. Here’s the trip-cord ... Cut-him when you’re ready. Any last words?"

"Oh, I’m so excited!," yelled Tanya, as the whole audience broke out, into another rhythmic chant: "CHOP HIM! ... CHOP HIM! ... CHOP HIM!

Tanya looked Kyle in the eye, saying "Well, kiddo, we gotta please the audience! This big beauty was great, while it lasted! But it’ll see a lot more action, mounted in my nice strap-on!" She squeezed his huge, chilling ball-sack, adding, "And these babies, will be pumping even more lovely juice than you could, deep up-into my girlfriends’ horny twats!... Say ‘adios, muchachos’" ... and with that, she yanked-hard on the trip-cord, and sent the sharp, heavy blade on it’s two-second path, into her humpy’s thick, doomed, cockmeat. The audience immediately stopped their chant, and breathlessly watched the blade enter the top of his massive, shining prick, and slice-down through the thick muscles, veins and arteries, his still-sperm-packed urethra, and on-through the firm bottom-meat of his mighty erection, and finally through his stretched ball-sack, its sperm cords, ducts, and blood vessels, neatly-severing his big testicles, as the heavy blade came to a crashing thud, at the base-block. Over a hundred girls, gasped in excitement, watching Kyle’s severed package, wiggle briefly, for a couple of seconds, held erect and balanced by his two balls, until the great weight, of the immense phallus, toppled the whole package over, sliding down the ramp, and dropping into the waiting basket, with a loud plop! Now a huge cheer went up, through the thrilled audience, with more, on-stage high-fiving, whistling, and screaming.

Finally Gloria quieted them down with, "We’re so glad you were excited by that! But we have ten more donors to do, so we’ve got to get-along here! As Nurse Amanda takes what’s left of Kyle, off to be sutured, we’re going to put his lovely, big package on dry-ice, in our cooler, and start banding the other donors. Eric, you’re first!"

By the time Sharon and Tracy had finished double-banding Eric, Amanda had finished suturing Kyle, and they re-emerged from the off-stage medical facility. The girls took one-look, at Kyle’s now-featureless, bald crotch, and began to laugh. One girl hollered from the audience, "Hey Kyle! ‘Wanna borrow my ‘Wicked Weasel’ bikini-bottom? You’d fit it GOOD, now!" Tanya walked up to him, and rubbed his empty groin, where his cock and balls used to reside, teasing, "Ah, Kylie, baby ... Do you miss your nice goodies yet? My CLIT sticks-out further, than that silly, banded-stub, they left you! I can’t wait to see you in your tight speedos, at the pool! Wanna borrow one of my golf-club covers, for an insert?"

"Alright, already!," retorted Kyle. "Remember, this was YOUR idea! You, and your strap-on dildo needs!" Then he turned to Eric’s humpy, Denise. "Listen, you girls got such a kick-out-of Eric’s sucking my dick, and drinking my sperm, how’s-about you let me chop his prick off? I mean, even though we’re straight, Eric, we guys gotta stick-together!"

Well, that’s all the audience wanted to hear, as over a field of cheers, began another chant, "CHOP HIM! ... CHOP HIM! ... CHOP HIM!...

Denise threw up her hands, with a big smile, and the comment, "Well, ‘Majority rules! I’ll lead him by his cock, into the guillotine, and Tracy, give Kyle the trip-cord!"

"‘Love it!," hollered Tracy, over the "CHOP HIM’s". "Let’s DO it!" While Gloria banded the next two, in line, Sharon and Tracy prepared the blade, pulled Eric’s package through the chopping hole, and secured it, while Denise strapped him in-tight. She then walked around front, and handed the trip cord to Kyle, with a grinning bow, and, "Be my guest!"

Kyle looked at Eric, and said, smiling, "Well, I kinda’ liked you sucking mine ...but it looks like I won’t get a chance to return the favor!" With that, he yanked on the cord, sending the vicious blade on its path to "cock-ular destruction", as it sliced through Eric’s shiny, thick, nine-inch meat, like butter! Again, the crowd cheered, as Eric watched his precious jewels drop into the neat, little wicker basket!

"God, I love this job!," hollered the randy, little teen-tart, Tracy, with a new batch of her juices, running down her legs. She reached into the basket, picked up Eric’s wonderfully-big cock and balls, and deposited them into the waiting Igloo cooler, "Let’s do some more!"

Gloria had the next two girls, lead their donor-humpies into the guillotine, by their big cocks, both of them in the ten, to eleven-inch range, while she and Sharon began banding the next pair. Tracy instructed the girlfriends, to where she and the girls, could castrate the humpies themselves, and Gloria and Sharon could tend to the banding, while Amanda quickly sutured the cut-donors. They got their system down, quite efficiently, averaging a nullification about every ten minutes ... a pace, which kept the audience interested, and cheering on cue, every time a big package came off, and hit the basket!

The final girl, was a gorgeous, blonde model, with huge breasts, a slim waist, and a beautifully-shaved pussy, featuring a tiny, unshaven, but neatly-trimmed, heart, just above her prominent clit. She introduced herself as Marianna. She had planned-ahead, for a double-dildo strap-on, and brought TWO, heavily-hung humpies with her, Rudy and Devan, two buff-looking, black, athletic-types, with simply amazing packages, who’s huge cocks, thanks to her stroking, were already erect, and both between twelve and fourteen-inches long, and, at least three-inches thick. Tracy licked her lips, and jumped-in, when she saw these guys, asking Marianna, "Girl-friend, where do you ever find studs, hung like this?"

"I go to all the swim-team meets!," she answered, with a big grin. "When they’re jumpin’-away on the diving board, or lined up for a race, in their tight, little Speedos, it’s no contest! You see their wares! They’re not exactly covered-up, in football uniforms! I’ve actually checked these two dudes, get so excited when they won a race, they get totally-hard, and pop-out of the top of their Speedos, six or eight inches! I mean, where’s a big cock to go? I love it! I have a season-pass to all the swimming events! ... Listen, I had a humpy, with a fabulous twelve-inch dick, who was on the Dive Team. At one important meet, he walked-by where I was sitting, in the front row of the stands, on his way to the board, and I reached-over the rail, and kissed him, and groped his big package. The next thing you knew, he climbed-up the ladder, and by the time he was in position on the board, he had this huge hard-on, sticking-out, a good eight-stiff-inches, above his tight, little Speedos! Well, when he did the dive, he did everything perfectly, and entered the water, flawlessly, except for one thing! The dive was not splash-free, as his huge erection, splashed-water in all directions, including onto the judges, and he ended-up finishing last! Then later, he blamed ME!"

"I think I’m transferring to Ohio State!," swooned Tracy.

"OK, well, it’s getting late," observed Sharon. "Let’s get these two beauties banded."

As the two huge cocks and balls, were being banded by Gloria and Sharon, Marianna asked Tracy, "I read that if you cut-off their pricks, while they’re cumming, even if they’re banded, that they’ll still squirt. Is that right?"

"Absolutely!," answered Tracy. The band stops the blood from escaping, because the blood pressure, is not all that strong. But the urethra is located in the center of the penis, a good distance from the band, especially if the penises are really big, like these. The powerful groin and prostate muscles, are strong, and push the cum, right past the band, and ejaculate the semen."

"Wow!, THAT sounds neat!," interjected Marianna. "I’d like to see them jerk each-other off, to where they cum, just as I chop them!"

"‘Sure works for ME!," hollered the wide-eyed, ever-horny, young Tracy. "Is that OK with you guys?"

Rudy just shrugged his shoulders, while Devan said, "Hey, I’m straight! I don’t do guys!"

Marianna pleaded with them, "Ah, c’mon, please ... for me ...Hey, your big cocks are coming-off, anyway, what’s the difference?" Then Marianna turned to the audience, as Gloria and Sharon finished banding, their now-glistening cocks, and started-in on their bulging nuts. "What do you say, girls?," she shouted. "Do you want to see them shooting, when their big cocks hit the basket?" The audience responded, predictably, with cheers and another chant: "JERK ‘EM!" ... "JERK ‘EM!" ... "JERK ‘EM!" ...

Devan waved, and turned to Rudy, "Hey, buddy, it sounds like the Natives are restless! ‘You want to do it?"

Rudy responded, with a hand-shake, and a grin, "Ah, why not? It’s the last cum we’re ever going to have, anyway!" Another big cheer went-up from the audience, and Marianna and Tracy high-fived, and hugged each other.

Sharon alerted Marianna, that the guys were both fully double-banded. "Who do you want to go first?" Marianna grabbed them both by their massive, waving pricks, and led them over to the guillotine, turning them, to face the audience.

"Who do you want to go first?" she yelled at the audience. She held Rudy’s shining phallus up in her left hand ... "Rudy, with twelve, beautiful, thick inches?" ... Many of the girls hollered, "YES! DO HIM! CUT HIM!" ... "Or," she continued, holding Devan’s monster aloft with her right hand, ... "Devan, with fourteen incredible, stiff, purple inches?" ... Now the girls were even more enthusiastic, with cries coming from different parts of the screaming crowd. "Save him for LAST!",... "Cut Rudy First!",... "Save the best for last!" ... "Do the smallest first!" ... "Twelve comes before Fourteen!" ...

Finally Marianna turned to Tracy, grinning, "Well, I think the fourteens, have it, for the big finale! Let’s do Rudy first!"

"You got it!," cheered the excited teen. "Strap him into ole’ Gilly, here, and Devan, get to jerkin’!" The girls raised the blade and secured it at the top, while Marianna gently pushed Rudy into the back of the guillotine, and strapped him in. Tracy reached through the chopping hole, pulled his huge package through, and secured the top half-hole block, tightly holding the beautiful, shining cock and balls in place, as soon as the chopping-groove on the base-block, lined up with the cutting-channel between the bands. The girls in the auditorium, started their rhythmic, "JERK HIM" ... "JERK HIM," again, as Devan gripped Rudy’s huge phallus in his right hand, and began pumping it up and down. Marianna held Devan’s cute, naked butt, while he pumped-away, and angled-him a little to the side, so he wouldn’t block anyone’s view of the proceedings. The now dark-purple skin on Rudy’s chilling prick, was stretched so shiny and tight, by the bands, that it didn’t move up-and-down the thick cock-meat, like would normally-happen in masturbation. Marianna saw the problem, and went to her bag, returning with a bottle of lube, which she squirted on Rudy’s thick prick. Now Devan’s hand slid-easily, over the slick skin, as he stroked his friend, up-and down, and with a twisting motion, the full twelve-inches, from the hugely-flared cock-head, down to the very root, where he could feel the tight bands, with his little finger. Soon, he reached in with both hands, and started pumping the massive boner, while twisting his strong-hands, in opposite-directions, like he was wringing-out a towel! Maryanna squirted more lube onto the great cock. Within a minute, Rudy hollered that he was cumming, and started breathing-fast, and shaking. Tracy took the cue, handed Maryanna the trip cord, saying, "I believe your boy’s crop, is ready for harvest!"

Maryanna looked Rudy in the eye, and said, "Say good-bye, to your beautiful manhood, baby!," as she yanked the cord, and Devan let go of the quivering dick. The gleaming, chrome-blade raced down the vertical channels, and sliced into Rudy’s thick, pulsing penis, like there was nothing there. In a fraction of a second, the whole, heavy package, twitched, and rolled into the basket.

"Lift the blade, lift the blade!," Tracy yelled at Maryanna, who still held the trip cord. She lifted the heavy blade to the top of the guillotine, where Sharon secured it. All eyes were on the thin, banded, stump, where his mighty prick had just departed. Already, greats squirts of cum, were shooting out of Rudy’s urethra, in all directions, with no penis to guide the flow anymore! Blast after blast shot out, three and four feet in the air, curving in a high arc, either landing on the floor, or spraying the on-lookers. Rudy, in considerable pain, looked-down, watching the last of his sperm come pumping, uncontrollably out of him. Finally his big load came to a halt, as all the girls burst into applause, and Amanda led him off to be sutured.

Really fired-up now, the audience started chanting: "NEXT!" ... "NEXT!" ... "NEXT!"... Waiting for Rudy to return, Tracy went to the podium, "IS EVERYBODY HAPPY? ... ARE YOU HAVING A GOOD TIME?" Both questions were met with roars of approval. She glanced out to the right, front-aisle seat, and spotted their sponser, Ms. Adele Jameson, passionately kissing, the attractive girl next to her, while the girl’s fingers were deeply delving into Ms. Jameson’, bald, dripping pussy, as her thumb worked her stiff clit! Tracy grinned from ear-to-ear, and announced loudly into the mike, "I SEE EVERYBODY IS DEFINITELY HAVING A GOOD TIME, INDEED!"

About then, Amanda returned with the still-naked, Rudy, timidly hiding his sutured-up stump, with his hand. Maryanna teased him, "C’mon, my ex-humpy, I have just the bikini-bottom for you, now! ... My daughter’s!" Everyone, except Rudy, got a laugh out of that.

Tracy announced, "OK. It’s SHOW-TIME! Let's get your other humpy, off his cute butt, and into the guillotine!" Maryanna led Devan around to the back, and strapped-him-in. The blade was still secured, up to the top of the unit, so Tracy just reached-through the chopping-hole, pulled his monster-package through, and secured the upper, half-hole block, as soon as Sharon indicated that the cutting-channel, between the green bands, lined-up perfectly with the chopping groove on the base-block. Maryanna remembered from the first time, and squirted a generous quantity of lube, all-over Devan’s gleaming, massive dick. She turned to Rudy, with, "Be my guest!," as she smiled, and made a little presentation-gesture, towards Devan’s rampant prick. Rudy gripped the huge phallus, first in one hand, and then both, as he pumped vigorously, sliding up and down the slippery, chilled meat. The excited crowd started chanting: "GO RUDY" ... "GO RUDY" ...as he began slapping the stiff prick, to the chanting-rhythm, against the wide ramp, where all the severed-genitals, slid down into the basket. Maryanna gave another squirt with the lube, and he once-more gripped the fabulous dong in both hands, twisting in opposite-directions, which had sent HIM off! Sure enough, Devan’s eyes opened like saucers, as he yelled he was cumming. Maryanna knew the drill, now, put down the lube, and picked-up the trip-cord. When he started gasping, and, his great cock began twitching, she grinned at him, "I’ll see these pretties, back in my wonderful double-dildo, strap-on, Baby-Cakes!" And with that, she hollered,"YES!," and jerked the cord, sending the razor-sharp blade, down to his shining, doomed cock and balls. In two seconds, the blade split his entire package off, like a butcher chopping the head off a rooster! The magnificent, lubricated cock, hit the ramp, it was just slapping, and slid, head-first, down into the nice basket, dragging the huge ball-sack behind it! Immediately, as the audience erupted, Maryanna pulled on the cord, sending the bloody blade, back-up to the top, where Sharon, again, secured it. Already, the sperm was flying out of Devan’s urethra-hole, where the great prick had just been severed, as huge gouts of cum, sprayed-out, in all directions. A seemingly-endless supply of pent-up man-juice, fountained-out, spraying five-to-six feet into the air, like a geyser. Maryanna watched in awe, and announced, "I don’t know how in hell, my tight, little cunt, ever held all that stuff!," as she began quivering in an impending climax, like most of the girls on-stage, AND in the auditorium!

The audience was absolutely out-of-control, at this point, screaming and yelling, and pumping their fists into the air... what fists that weren’t up their pussies! Maryanna was in high-orgasm herself, pumping both of her fists in the air, as she suddenly got an idea, and bent down to his erupting crotch, clamping her lips over the squirting, banded stump, letting his urethra finish-shooting, the last of his final load, into her mouth, and down her gulping throat. After maybe, half a minute, he was fully-drained, and she raised her head, turned to the girls, and licked her lips, with a big grin, as sperm drained from the sides of her mouth, and her hot cunt juices, bubbled out of her pussy, and ran down her legs! "YUMMY!" Was all she could say!

Amid thunderous applause, Gloria came to the microphone, and thanked everyone for their enthusiasm and attention, while Amanda led Devan off for his suturing, and Tracy and Sharon tagged and placed Devan’s huge, severed appendages, on the dry-ice, in the Igloo cooler, with all of the others, and started packing their equipment. Many of the girls, came up on-stage, to talk to the Authenticock crew, get brochures and autographs, check-out the displayed real-cock dildos, and strap-ons, and discuss ideas, of how they could talk their humpies, into giving-up their packages, for the strap-ons, they’d like to have made.

As business-cards, and phone-numbers were exchanged, Ms. Jameson, their sponser, came-up on stage, trying, fruitlessly, to tug-down, her Armani mini-skirt, with her pussy-juices running down her legs. She congratulated Gloria and Sharon, and their crew, for an outstanding business presentation. "We’d like you all, to come back, next month! I don’t know WHEN, I’ve had a better time, at a business seminar, here at Ohio State!," she added, as Tracy offered-her some tissues, ... "For your shoes..."