Castration Clinic Series: Erik’s Treatment, part 1

By: castrationdr ([email protected])
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I had Erik castrated for his masterbation and wet dreams.

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I’ve changed some names and details in the following story to protect 
the guilty (mostly myself).  As a psychologist and general surgeon 
practicing in Denmark in the late ‘50s and early ‘60s I was called 
upon to diagnose and recommend treatment for a variey of junvinile 
disorders.

 I eventualy became reknown in my field for my pioneering treatment 
of sexual disorders and deviencies with castration and other 
therapies.  I also pioneered the treatment of "problem" patients with 
occipital lobe lobotomies, often combined with castration. No matter 
how troublesome the patient, I could usually find a suitable cure, 
and I wasn’t afraid to throw every medical treatment and tool at a 
patient until he was either cured …

***   

"What brings you here?" I asked Erik and his mother. They were seated 
in my office, sitting nervously on a long green couch.  The early 
morning light pouring through the shutters gave Erik and his mother a 
warm, healthy glow. Erik’s pale skin illuminated his bright youthful 
face, which was further lit up by his sparkling blue eyes.  His 
boyish frame was lithe and sexy – he had the natural sexual magnatism 
possessed only by those who are completely unaware they possess it.  

Erik’s mother answered awkwardly. "Well, you see, Erik’s always been 
a very good boy. But lately we have started to worry about his … "  
Her voice trailed off, and Erik grew bright red, obviously shamed and 
embarrased about what was about to be said.

"Perhaps you should step out of the room and let Erik and me discuss 
his problem." I suggested.  His mother stepped outside the office, 
and the door closed crisply behind her. "So Erik, do you want to tell 
me about what is troubling you?" I asked gently.

He seemed nervous, no doubt intimidated by the site of me, dressed in 
my white medical uniform, peering at him from my round glasses; I 
looked like a kindly professor or perhaps a high-shool councelor. 
Slowly he began to speak: "My mother thinks that I masterbate too 
much. She and my dad have caught me several times in the bathroom … 
they made me vow never to do it again, so I stopped masterbating 
altogether to avoid getting in trouble."

"Then what happened?" I asked.

"Since I stopped masterbating, I’ve been having wet dreams. Probably 
about once a week I’ve been having them, and I havn’t been able to 
hid this from my parents. They accuse me of still masterbating, and 
they don’t believe that I’m just having wet dreams.  I don’t know 
what to do, because I can’t stop having them, and they don’t believe 
me. And that’s why my mom brought me down here, they threatened to 
throw me out of the house if I don’t get some sort of treatment," 
said Erik.

I determined right then and there that I would have Erik castrated. I 
had to be very careful at this point, because I had to help him make 
the decision to be castrated himself without suspecting he had no 
choice; at this point I basically had to have Erik admit to a "sexual 
deviance" so that I could justify theraputic castration for him.

"So Erik, do you feel guilty about having wet dreams?" I asked.

"Lately I feel very ashamed of it. They check my sheets and underwear 
every morning and if they find any semen I’m punished," said Erik.

"Ok Erik, I’m going to ask you some questions now; you must listen 
very carefully and answer as truthfully as possible so we can come up 
with the proper treatment for you. Do you understand?" I asked.

"Yes," said Erik.

I started from the top, asking Erik about his masterbation habits, 
his sexual thoughts, anything unusual he had ever done. Finally I 
asked if he’d ever had or thought about having sex with other boys.  

"Well, my cousin John and I played with each other once when we were 
five. We never told anybody. We basically just touched each other 
penis, but didn’t do anything else." Said Erik.

That was all I needed. I wrote "Castration due to deviant sexual 
tendencies ordered 1/15/57" at the bottom of the form. Now I would 
have to inform Erik of his fate and try to get as little resistance 
as possible from him.

"It sounds like the right treatment for you might involve some minor 
surgery Erik," I said as matter-of-factly as possible.  His eyes 
widened and he was listening to my every word. "This is very common 
therapy, and it will help you deal with your sexual problems. In fact 
it is a very effective treatment for almost everything we have 
discussed today," I said.

"What is this treatment?" Erik asked.

"It’s a very minor proceedure, nothing to worry about at all. It 
takes less than an hour, and it will heal in less than a month.  We 
make a very minor incision, and perform the surgery under local 
anaesthesia. You won’t have any discomort or pain at all."

"What do you mean, and incision? What are you going to cut?" said 
Erik, his voice slightly trembling.

"We’re going to remove your testicles.  A small incision is made into 
your scrotum, and I press your testicles out of the sack with my 
thumb.  Once it’s on the outside of your body, we merely sever the 
cords and tie them off. It’s very minor surgery – nobody will even 
have to know you have had it. Believe me, it is very routine – many 
boys your age are castrated for a variety of reasons."

"You’re going to cut my balls off? What? Why are going to do that? I 
don’t want my balls cut off? What will that do to me? Will I still be 
a man? Can I still have sex?" asked Erik.

"First of all Erik, from the information you have told me, I am 
required by law to have your castrated. If I don’t give you the 
proper medical treatment, I could lose my medical licence. So it’s 
not a matter of choice on my part or yours.  Castration is really 
minor surgery – it will reduce your sex drive and you will no longer 
masterbate or have wet dreams.  Other than that you will be totally 
functional. Of course your penis will eventually become non-
functional – you will become impotent. But because you’re body will 
no longer produce testosterone, you won’t even want sex."

End, part 1




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