Human Male Gonad Plant

Sam Sloan is a Human Male Gonad Plant who has to sacrifice his 
cock, balls and sack every four years for the sake of medical 
science. Then he is implanted with a regeneration seed that slowly 
grows his sex organs back only to be harvested again. This the 
story of his third harvest, and the strange twist of events that 
changes Sam's life forever.

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Human Male Gonad Plant


Part One - Human Male Gonad Plant: The Notification 

"Oh, shit!" My gut reaction to what I held in my hand.  It couldn't 
be this soon! No way! My eyes scan again the letter. "Dear Mr. 
Sloan: Your quadrennial harvesting is now here. Please contact the 
Harvest Bureau within three days of receipt of this notice to set a 
date for your procedure. As you are well aware, as a Human Male 
Gonad Plant it is mandatory for you to have your penis, testicles 
and scrotum harvested. Failure to comply is punishable by death." 
Sincerely, Harold Dickie, Secretary, Harvest Bureau, Department of 
Health, United States of America..

Holy fuck! Has it been four years since the last harvest? Seems 
like just a short while ago when, for the second time, I had my 
cock, balls and ballsack cut away from my groin. I have just grown 
to really appreciate my regenerated sex organs. My cock is a nice 
manageable 7" erect. My nuts are full and hang low in my sack. Now 
I have to give them up again. Then I will start all over again 
patiently enduring the slow regeneration of those very special body 
parts. The sitting to piss for 18 months as my cock comes back. The 
sickening pains in the pit of my stomach as my balls develop inside 
my groin until ready to drop into the regenerated scrotum. Then 
when all is in place the reconstructive surgery to reattach my 
urethra to my piss tube. To make matters worse, when all is 
together again, I will still have to endure another 12 months of 
impotence in spite of the fact that my hormones will be raging from 
my new set of balls. It is like a living hell.

"What the hell is going on here?" you might be asking yourself. You 
scratching your head in bewilderment doesn't surprise me a bit. Let 
me explain if that is possible. I am a Human Male Gonad Plant 
(HMGP). Several years ago medical science discovered that the sex 
organs of certain men with a particular genetic makeup could be 
used to make a drug that prevents all the various forms of cancer. 
It was a major medical breakthrough. The cancer scourge would be 
erased forever. 

The government decreed that all males over 18 years had to take a 
screening test to discover those who had that specific genetic 
makeup called the Anti-Cancer Gonad Particulum (ACGP). Well, you 
got it right. I was 25 and ACGP positive and designated a HMGP. I 
stepped back from being fully human to being a living walking 
talking gonad plant for modern medical science. I was immediately 
whisked away to one of thousands of harvest clinics set up across 
the country. There I went through an intense physical examination 
enduring every orifice in my body being probed and prodded. I never 
had my cock and balls examined and handled by so many different 
people. 

Once I was certified, the first harvesting commenced. To lose your 
cock, balls and sack is bad enough, but to experience it without 
any sedation or anaesthetic lent a special edge to this hell. It 
seems that any sedation or anaesthetic during the harvest would 
destroy the anti-cancer properties. So it was bite the bullet big 
time. 

But there was an upside if you want to consider it that. There is a 
top secret organ regenerative procedure used after the radical 
castrations. My cock and balls would grow back. And each time with 
some slight improvement since this was advantageous to future 
harvests. This will be my third harvest, and I must admit my 
package has improved each time. Also, once through the two and half 
years of regeneration, I increasingly experience more and more 
earth shaking orgasms with gobs of thick, creamy semen. Sometimes 
my orgasm lasts up to ten minutes of hard throb after throb with 
thick ribbons of spunk coating my face, chest, and stomach. But 
there was a qualifier here too. I was the only person who could 
enjoy my cum. I had to eat every drop of it. I couldn't share it 
with another human being. To violate this tenet meant immediate 
execution by having your cock and balls boiled in oil and then cut 
being left to bleed to death. Believe you me that is enough for me 
to keep my cock and spunk all to myself. Thankfully, I developed an 
intense taste for my man cream.  

So that brings us to the present moment. History explained. 
Explanations given. Now what?

The directive is clear! Call for appointments for harvesting! No 
ands ifs or buts about it 
 …. Demands that I make appointment to sacrifice my cock and balls 
and sack!

(Continued as Part 2 - Human Male Gonad Plant: An Interlude before 
the Harvest)