How castration made me closer to my best friend

By: Craig (author of Life with Kathy) ([email protected])
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                        How my nullification made me 
			closer to my best friend.





My heart was pounding as I stepped into the body-piercing studio. I 
had never gone into such a place before and was not sure what to 
expect. A young lady came up to me and introduced herself as Lori. 
She asked what I was interested in.

“Can you tell me about genital piercings” I asked. 

Lori described the many such piercings that were available. I asked 
some questions and then asked if it was very painful having your 
genitals pierced. 

“Well, that depends on your own pain tolerance and what you have 
done, she said. I have one in my left inner lip, and one in my 
clit. My lip was okay however you don’t know what pain is until you 
have your clit pierced”! 

“I am not fortunate enough to have a clit, however I can imagine it 
would hurt like hell”, I replied. 

“Gee, I have never heard a guy say he was not fortunate enough to 
have a clit” she said.

At this point I decided to proceed with the question I had been 
dying to ask. 

“Lori, as opposed to having my genitals pierced would you know of a 
woman or would you yourself be willing to remove my genitals”?

Lori wasn’t as shocked by the question as I thought she would be. 
She inquired as to whether I was looking for a simple castration 
such as removing only my testicles or having everything removed. I 
replied that I wanted everything removed, but it had to be by a 
woman or women. Lori then told me that she and her partner who ran 
the studio had castrated two men in the past. Both had wanted their 
testicles removed. Her partner Lisa had been a RN in the past and 
had done it with Lori assisting. However they had never performed 
an entire nullification. Lori called Lisa in and explained to her 
what I wanted. 

“Why would you want to have this done” Lisa asked.

“Well, I have never liked my genitals. I think they are very 
unattractive and I hate the feeling of them flapping between my 
legs. I always wear panties and I hate the bulge they make at the 
front of them."

Lori asked me about my sex life. I replied that I was 100% 
heterosexual. I loved women. In fact all my friends were women. I 
was so envious of the “smoothness” they had at the front of their 
panties and bathing suits. I wanted the same. As well my favorite 
sex act was eating pussy. I could do that all day. I didn’t need 
male genitals for that!

Lisa asked why I didn’t undergo a sex change.

“I don’t hate being male, I replied. I do love some feminine things 
such as panties. However I would be happy having a male body as 
long as I had no male genitals.”

“Wouldn’t you miss being able to pee standing up” Lori asked.

“Not at all I replied. I always pee sitting or if I am outside 
squatting. I have no need of a penis for that.”

Lisa told me she and Lori would discuss it that night and I was to 
call tomorrow to see if they would do it. It was a long night as I 
lay in bed wondering if my dream would come true. When the studio 
opened I called and Lisa answered.

“Kurt, Lori and I have talked about it. If you are really serious 
we will do it for you.”

She then went on and explained how she and Lori would carry out the 
procedure, from start to finish. 

My heart was pounding. I was ecstatic. I asked about the charge for 
it and Lisa mentioned the price. She also asked if I wanted my 
urethra rerouted so that I could pee easily while sitting down. I 
of course said yes. We booked a date and then she asked if they 
could video tape the entire procedure. I agreed on two conditions. 
They were that the only people present would be female, and that 
they would all be nude. That was my ultimate fantasy, to be 
castrated by one or more nude women. Lisa agreed with that.

After the call I phoned my best friend Jennifer. Jennifer and I had 
been buddies for over 10 years. We shared everything with each 
other. She and I dressed around each other and were very 
comfortable being nude together. Neither she nor I had any qualms 
about sitting on the toilet and peeing in front of each other. She 
had let me shave her pussy when I told her that I had always 
fantasized about shaving a pussy. With all that however we were 
still best friends not lovers. We had never had intercourse. I was 
attracted to her however we worried that actually having sex would 
destroy our friendship. Jennifer had known about this fantasy of 
mine for years. When I called her and told her about the studio she 
was excited but cautious. She wanted to be sure that it would be 
done correctly and safely. I explained how Lisa had explained it to 
me and that I felt comfortable with it. I asked Jennifer if she 
would be with me during the operation and she said “of course.” 

The day finally came. Jennifer came by my apartment to pick me up. 
She had booked the following week of work to be with me while I 
recovered. She then told me an idea she had.

“Kurt I am so excited for you. I know this is what you want. 
However, I am concerned that you may miss having genitals at times. 
So I was thinking that we could share mine. My pussy will also be 
yours. If you get horny and want to masturbate you can use mine for 
it. You will keep it shaved, and I’ll let you eat it. When I pee, 
you can wipe it. You’ll never have to ask about touching it as it 
will also be yours. What do you think”?

I was so overwhelmed. What a wonderful best friend I had! I had 
tears in my eyes when kissed her and told her that would be 
wonderful.

We got to the studio and were admitted. This was being done after 
hours to minimize the chances of somebody such as the police 
finding out. Lori showed me the “operating area” they had set up. 
They were two women in there setting up a video camera. Lisa came 
in and asked if I had removed all my pubic hair. I had so no prep 
was needed. Lisa then told everybody to get ready so we all got 
undressed as per my request. I looked at five women with me who 
were nude. Jennifer was lovely, as were Lisa, and Lori. The three 
of them all had no pubic hair while Lisa and Lori both had genital 
piercings. I asked Lori if I could see her clit piercing before we 
started. Lori gladly showed me and both Jennifer and I were 
awestruck by it. The two women with the video camera I did not find 
attractive.

I lay on the table at Lisa’s request and she got to work. She 
manipulated my penis with her hand until I was hard. 

“Well, here is your last erection”, she said with a huge grin. 

She then inserted a catheter into me. With that she gave me a local 
anesthetic and asked if I was ready. I called Jennifer over and 
asked her to stand beside me. I wanted to keep my hand on her pussy 
as I was castrated. Jennifer stood by my side, opened her legs and 
then held my hand against her pussy. Lisa then began by slicing 
into my scrotum. She cut all around it until it fell off. My 
testicles now lay on the table trailing their cords. Lisa snipped 
each cord and dropped the balls into a bowl. She then asked if I 
was sure about losing my cock. I of course said yes. I gripped 
Jennifer’s pussy as Lisa sliced into the base of my penis. I 
watched eagerly as she cut around it and then slid it off the 
catheter. Jennifer looked at me and said,

“Now you are smooth like me”!

I felt like a hundred-pound weight was off my chest. Lisa then cut 
a hole near my anus, which would become my new urethral opening. 
She was stitching for a period of time bandaged me, up and then 
Jennifer brought me home.

Jennifer stayed at my place for a week. She took wonderful care of 
me. Six days after the operation she removed the bandages. We just 
stared at my groin. It was reddish, and smooth with a little hole 
near my anus to pee out of. I was so thrilled as was Jennifer. 

Within a period of time things settled back to normal. Both 
Jennifer and I were excited the first time I pulled on my panties 
and we saw the smoothness at the front. The first time I peed we 
both went into the bathroom. Jennifer cheered as a sat on the 
toilet and had no need to push a penis between my legs.

“You can pee like me now”, she said with a huge smile.

To further celebrate she went out and bought me a woman’s bathing 
suit and some new panties. The panties were thongs and tangas. As 
Jennifer said, now that I had no ridiculous genitals hanging 
between my legs I could wear the skimpiest panties like her. 

Shortly after that we were at her apartment on her bed watching an 
erotic movie. We were both nude. Even without genitals I was 
getting horny. Jennifer could see this and said, “remember what we 
are sharing”, and opened her legs. I moved my hand to her pussy and 
masturbated her. It truly seemed like it was our pussy as I did 
this. Since then Jennifer was always allowing me access to “our 
pussy”. I wiped it when she peed, kept it shaved, helped her with 
her period, etc. In no way did I miss my genitals. 

Jennifer and I soon moved in together. My castration has brought us 
even closer. Jennifer also felt I should have access to “our pussy” 
at all times. We now share our panties, bathing suits, and of 
course her pussy. Life is wonderful. 



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