Empirical Companion 3

Part 3, nullo'd alien youth begins to accept his fate and realizes 
that humans can become 'companions' as well.

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     Dennon got up from his computer, which was surprisingly easy to 
use just by talking to it.  He nodded to his new Master and his 
friends.  He stood with his hands behind his back, instinctively, due 
to some of the "programming" he has received while asleep.  The three 
human youths looked him up and down with obvious approval.

     "So have you tried him out yet, Erik ?" Soran asked.

     Soran was the human youth who had the southern Ardonian 
companion, the one who had been castrated at the onset of maturity 
and placed on high doses of replacement hormones to make up for his 
lack of testicles.  Jeden, the younger human, had not yet revealed 
any of his plans for his own companion.  The suspense was also more 
than Erik and Soran could take.

     Erik shook his head in negative response to Soran's question.  
"I want to give him more time to adapt and receive more 
"suggestions", " he replied, "Being the first nullified companion is 
going to take him some time to get used to, I would think."

     Jeden and Soran, their eyes still on Dennon's smooth, and by 
now, very well-healed groin, nodded their approval and advised not 
rushing it.  It would spoil it for both partners if it did not go 
well the first time.

     "I can't believe you had it all taken off him, Erik, " Soran 
said, bending down to get a closer look at Dennon, who blushed but 
said nothing.  

     Something inside of him turned and screamed for attention, 
Dennon could feel it; he just couldn't place what it was.  Somehow he 
thought he should feel embarrassed and humiliated for what Erik had 
had done to him.  But instead he found himself calm and almost 
grateful.  He had not hit sexual developement when the operation had 
taken place.  He had had no urges, nor experimentations.  He didn't 
have any drive to explore sexual relations, although he had known 
what it was all about for several years.  His face took on a look of 
contemplation, and the human youths took notice.

     "What is it, Dennon ?" Erik asked.

     "Looks like he's about to blow a brain cell or something, " 
Soran observed.

     Jeden simply stood silent, studying Dennon.

     "I don't know, Master, " Dennon began, "I am not sure what to 
think about what has happened to me.  Part of me is angry, I think, 
but I cannot really tell.  I know I am no longer a real man, and am 
your companion, but I do not feel any sense of loss over this.  Does 
it make sense ?"

     Erik smiled and put his arm around the shorter alien youth's 
thin shoulders and pulled him close.

"It's alright, I understand.   You see, Dennon, when you're asleep 
you're also getting . . . well, let's call it 'training'.  Ideas and 
behavioral patterns are being imprinted right into your brain while 
you sleep."

     "That bothers me, Master, " the eunuch replied, averting his 
eyes from Erik's face.

     "It shouldn't, " Jeden said softly and thoughtfully, "That ought 
to be part of it."

     "It's only been one time, " Soran observed, "Give it time."

     Jeden nodded and pulled out a small data pad and tapped 
something into it.  Then he put it away.

     "WILL you tell us what you are doing ?" Erik demanded, still 
holding Dennon close to him.

     "Not yet, " Jeden replied.

     Soran sighed.  "He's never going to get his companion chosen.  
He'll be married to a nice girl and have 10 children of his own 
before he does !"

     Jeden flushed but said nothing.

     "Well, so what do we do now ?"  Soran asked.

     Erik ran his hand over Dennon's shiny scalp and walked over to 
look at the computer terminal.  "I think we'll give my companion a 
real tour of his normal route, " the human youth said, "What do you 
think ?"

     "I think you want to show him off, " Jeden answered.

     Soran and Erik nodded.

     Dennon just looked at his Master with questioning in his eyes.

     "Come on, " Erik said, "Let's go.  Computer, security release 
Companion Dennon !" he said into the air.

     "Concurr . . . " a soft voice replied from the terminal.

     The door slid open and the four of them, with Dennon next to 
Erik and a friend on each side, stepped into the hallway and make 
their way to the exercise rooms.  Fortunately for Dennon, the trip 
was straight with only one lift ride that required telling the lift 
"Exercise rooms."  They arrived shortly and entered the huge arena-
like room.  Dennon stood with his mouth hanging open in wonder.

     It appeared to Dennon that they had gone outside.  There didn't 
seem to be a ceiling, just a clear purple/blue sky.  There was grass 
on the floor, like it was really the ground, and trees in the 
distance.

Dennon gasped and looked at his Master who nodded his approval.  The 
grass felt real under Dennon's bare feet and the air was brisk and 
clean smelling.  As the eunuch companion looked around, Erik 
explained.  

     "It's holograms, but the grass and bushes are real, " he said, 
"And the air is unfiltered from outside.  The ceiling is a 
projection, constantly changing.  It's always summer and clear in the 
Exercise rooms."

     Dennon felt cheated somehow, and briefly wondered if he would 
ever see the out of doors again.  Being confined in an artificial 
environment was something that his "conditioning" was not 
addressing.  Most of that, unknown to Dennon, was aimed at soothing 
his transition form man to nullified eunuch and setting his 
behavioral patterns to make him a good companion.  Still, it was 
close enough for the moment.

     "Itching ?"  Jeden asked, noticing Dennon's hand at his smooth 
crotch, which was very apparent even with his brief white garment on.

     "This artificial healing the Doctor did to me is unnatural, " 
the eunuch replied, "I cannot quite get the strange discomfort to go 
away.  It does not really itch, sir, just feels . . . " but Dennon 
was at a loss for words.  Erik stepped in.

     "We'll have the Doc look at it for you next, " he said, and 
Dennon nodded and looked around again.

     There were several youths, Ardonians, who appeared to be running 
laps around the large room.  They were muscular, as Dennon saw when a 
few passed closer on their run, and all in the nude except for their 
collars, cuffs and belts.  What struck Dennon was the fact that even 
though they were muscular and obviously well-developed men, none of 
them had a sac nor balls.  They all had a penis, however, which 
seemed to be restrained in some type of tight-fitting cage attatched 
to their silver belts.

     Dennon was a quick youth, and the idea came to him fast.  
"Master ?"

    "Yes ? " Erik said.

     "Are the eunuchs here exercising to keep in shape as I will have 
to do, and are the cages on their penises to keep them from touching 
them ?"

    Jeden and Soran laughed briefly and Soran patted Dennon on the 
back.  "Very quick, " he observed.

     "That's right, " Jeden said as Erik smiled and nodded, "The 
cages are put on so that they cannot pleasure themselves.  That is 
reserved for rewards for them and for the Masters.   Companions are 
not usually allowed such sexual release."

     Dennon looked a bit confused.  "I have a garment and I have no 
penis, " he observed, "How can I be expected to develope into 
something like these companions ?" he aksed.

     "You are not expected to, Dennon.  The exercise is to keep you 
in good shape.  You don't get to eat real food, remember, just the 
supplement.  You won't build up muscles like these artificial 
testosterone time-bombs here.  I don't want you to.  I just want you 
to be there and be my companion.  Do you understand ?  I mean, you 
can't sit around in your quarters all day while I am off at school or 
my own exercises."  Erik stated, looking at the well-built and 
obviously tiring eunuchs who were yet running laps.

     The slightly built eunuch looked at his Master and simply 
replied, "No.  I could go with you if you like."

     Soran and Jeden let out explosive breathes of disbelief.  

     "Submissive, isn't he ?"  Soran said, "I wish my companion were 
so agreeable !"

     "Turn up his "suggestor" while he's asleep, " Jeden suggested, 
and Soran grinned.

     "I like the arguements, " he replied.

     Jeden grinned and tapped at his pad for a second.  "Well, " he 
stated, "I think I can submit this plan now.  The Doctor ought to 
have fun with this one."

     The other two humans looked at their friend for a second and 
then at Dennon, who was gazing around at all there seemed to be to 
do.  "It would be hard to get bored here, " the eunuch observed.

     Erik put his arm around Dennon again and looked with him.   
"That it is, " he agreed.

     For the next 6 days, Dennon awoke after 12 hours of deep and 
restful sleep complete with its built-in "suggestions."  Even though 
he knew what they were doing to him, brainwashing him into being the 
perfect eunuch companion, he didn't seem to mind.  *Perhaps that is 
part of it, * he thought to himself, and quickly forgot it and moved 
on to something else.

     The Doctor had cured his discomfort problems with a few more 
passes of the dermal stimulator over his empty groin and scanned him 
quickly.  He reported Dennon in excellent health and reminded Erik to 
bring him back in on Day 8 after the nullification.  Erik had said 
that he would, but the Doctor ordered the computer to remind them 
both just in case.

     After waking, Dennon would go to his replicator and order his 
"breakfast," one pint of nutritional solution in a mug.  He would 
drink it, harrass his computer for a short time, and ask the 
computer's permission to go to the Exercise rooms.  He would wait for 
the lock on his door to release and go straight there, not wanting to 
try out the collar that was locked around his neck.  His Master had 
told him that the collar tracked him and could punish him if need 
be.  The eunuch decided not to tempt fate.

     For 4 hours he would run around the track, or swim in the 
artificial lake at the far end of the room.  There was also exercise 
equipment he was to use, and one of the supervisors - or 'handlers' - 
as they were known would always have an itinerary for him to follow.  
A few of the handlers even began to attempt to teach him the 
rudiments of some ancient ball games that involved a great deal of 
running and throwing.   Dennon had had some reservations about 
working out naked, but this soon passed.  All of the other 
companions  ( all of whom Dennon ever exercised with )  were eunuchs 
who had lost only their testicles and scrotums.   At first, they had 
a few questions for Dennon, but the nullified youth seemed content 
and patient with them.  Even the handlers had to ask him what it felt 
like to be smooth, to which Dennon would reply, "Kind of empty 
feeling, like something isn't there anymore."

     This response usually left the inquirer confused, and Dennon 
enjoyed that.  His "suggestions" did not cover anything as far as 
sense of humor.

     After 4 hours of tiring himself out, Dennon would shower, 
sometimes with the other eunuchs, and asked them often about their 
own strange attire.  Namely the penis-cages.  One particularly well-
built specimen, a dark southern Ardonian, shook his head and laughed 
when Dennon had first asked him about it.  "It is maddening, " he 
began, "First you start to mature, then they cut off your balls.  You 
get hormones to make you develope, which your balls would have done 
naturally if left alone.  Then, when you get horny, they put a cage 
on your cock to keep you from using it !"

     Dennon had listened intently.

     The muscular dark eunuch continued . . . "The cage will send a 
terrible shock as it triggers the collar if you touch it for too 
long.  Oh, one can scratch if need be, but too long a contact will 
almost make your head blow off !  Has your Master triggered your 
collar yet, smooth one ?"  

     Dennon had shook his head quickly.

     "Ah, good.  I do not wish it on you.  Still, I have been a 
eunuch with a caged cock since I was 19.  I am 22 now, and in that 
time I have had the cage off perhaps . . . " he thought hard for a 
moment . . . " 6 times ?  maybe 7, I am not sure.  Then only as a 
reward from my Master and then only to jerk off one time.  It is 
incredible and goes too fast when one cannot do it when one wishes."

     Dennon had asked the eunuch who his Master was, and the muscular 
one had replied, "Master Soran."

Dennon had smiled and nodded.  It was only his first week, and being 
rude was simply not in his nature.

    "Tell ME, smooth one, " as the dark eunuch had taken to calling 
Dennon, "Has your Master had you to his bed as yet ?"

     Dennon shook his head as the eunuch continued, seemingly anxious 
to chat.

     "Sex can be good for us, well . . . I am not sure for you, but 
we seldom get to feel our own cocks.  It is almost like not having 
one, but I would not know.  Jus the sight of you, smooth like you 
are, set us all into fits of hard-ons just looking at you.  It is 
very comfortable with these cages on, either !    But when your 
Master decides it is time, and he will - soon no doubt - you will 
experience something I can only say that I hope you will enjoy.   I 
had thought that I would not, but one can be satisfied without being 
the aggressor, smooth one."

     Dennon had politely listened and thanked the fast talking 
eunuch, and then gone on about his routine.

After the workout, he would go back to his room to study and rest.  
His Master usually came for him late in the evening, a few hours 
before bedtime.  He would ask Dennon to recount his studies and 
exercises, and listen with genuine interest.  Most times he would sit 
on the edge of Dennon's bed with the eunuch companion next to him.  
For the time, it was enough to merely hold him, hug him, pat his head 
and kiss him goodnight.  Dennon began to wonder if his Master had 
reservations about the sexual side of their relationship.  No one had 
told him directly, but the computer had been more than helpful in 
providing Dennon with a concise and detailed list of what was 
expected of him.  Erik moved at his own pace, though.

He did not want to push Dennon so soon, he had said.  Better to wait 
a bit.

     Every evening, Erik would rub his companion's permanently bald 
head and kiss him goodnight and tell the computer to "start the sleep 
mode."  For the next 12 hours, Dennon would sleep and dream.  Night 
by night, in only a week, the "suggestor" as they called it - had 
driven almost all of Dennon's fears and shame out of him, replacing 
it with submission and desire to please.





     The computer woke Dennon up on the eighth day following his 
nullification with the message to report to the MedDeck at once 
WITHOUT breakfast.  Dennon asked why and his collar emitted a warning 
beep.  He quickly told the computer to open the door and he literally 
ran for the lift.  

     When he arrived at the MedDeck, the Doctor who had made him a 
eunuch (and the same assistant) were escorting a young man into the 
external cleansing booth.  Dennon stopped and stared.  The youth was 
very dark, not yellow.  In fact, his skin was a very deep brown color 
Dennon had never seen before.  As the naked and somewhat thin youth 
entered the chamber which would render him permanently hairless, 
Dennon saw his hands - 4 fingers and a thumb, not 3.  The youth was a 
HUMAN !

     As the door closed and the process began, the Doctor turned to 
greet him.  "Sorry to keep you waiting, Dennon, pressing business.  
It seems Master Jeden has FINALLY submitted his companion proposal.  
Odd, but different, I'll give him that.  Anyway, take off the briefs 
and climb up on the exam table.  It's time for the one week 
maintenance check." the Doctor ordered.

     Following his mental behavior modifications, Dennon complied and 
felt the tingle of the bio-restraint field pull him down into the 
grooves of the table.  "This will take a while, get comfortable, " 
the assistant told him.

Dennon looked up to try to see the human youth exitting the booth, 
but couldn't quite get his head up high enough.  The assistand 
grinned and adjusted his headrest.  "You won't want to miss this, I 
think." he said.

      "It should prove interesting, yes, " the Doctor agreed, 
beginning Dennon's scans.  The computer at the exam table whirred and 
beeped, conversing with the Doctor and telling him that the 'patient' 
was fine, normal for an Ardonian youth, and ready for procedure.  
Dennon shivered, and the Doctor ordered the heat increased.  The 
human companion-candidate looked relieved as well as the assistant 
led him to a table next to Dennon's and restrained him.  The human 
didn't look too sure of what was going on.

     As Dennon studied him, he felt the probe come up and glanced 
down to see it almost ready to enter his anus.  His table tilted back 
a bit and to the left, giving him a better view of his co-patient.  
"Am I getting another internal cleansing ?" he asked.  The Doctor 
nodded and replied, "That and an internal scan complete with 
imaging.  Just precautionary."  Dennon gasped a bit as the probe slid 
in and inflated, the secondary pipe continueing its way up his 
colon.  The Doctor cathaterized him, telling him it would be a while 
before he got up, and to relax.  The eunuch watched as the tube slid 
into him, several centimeters below where his penis had once been.  
When everything was in place, he began to feel the warm, slow flow of 
the cleansing fluid filling him.  The Doctor nodded and turned his 
attentions to the human youth on the next table.

     "Tell me, Ty - that is your name correct ?" the Doctor asked.

     "Yes, " the human replied.

     "Do you know why are you here Ty, and what is to be done to you 
?"

     "I am to be Master Jeden's companion, modified to his orders and 
to serve him, " the human answered.

     "And do you know what those modifications are to be ?" the 
assistant asked, looking up from his study of the scan results.

     "No . . . " the human youth paused, "But I can guess you are 
going to castrate me.  Most all of the companions are eunuchs."  It 
was about then that he turned his head away and his gaze fell upon 
Dennon.  The human youth took in the view of the nullified, small 
Ardonian eunuch on the table next to him and began to get an 
erection.  He also began to tremble a bit in his bio-restraint field.

     "Not to worry, Ty, " the Doctor assured him, "You get to keep 
YOUR penis, even if you seldom get to use it.  But we do have to 
remove the testicles and scrotum.  And do a few other things."

     "Doctor, " Dennon interrupted, "excuse me ?"

     "Yes ?"

     "You have the flow set too low on me."

     "You're on slow-fill, " the Doctor replied, "slow cycle.  I have 
to keep you here until I'm done with Ty because your Master is busy 
at the moment and the Exercise room is out of the question after this 
type of workup.  Just lay back and enjoy the ride, as it were."  

     Dennon raised an eyebrow and fell silent, feeling himself warm 
as the fluid filled him.  The cathater felt strange as well. 
*Probably because I no longer have a penis * Dennon thought.

     The Doctor then turned his attention to the human.  He ordered 
the same workup at normal speed for the human youth, and the same 
type probe that was washing Dennon out came up and entered the 
human.  He was cathaterized as well, but the tube was not clear like 
Dennon's and was thicker.  Much thicker.  The human groaned a bit as 
the tube slid up his throbbing and hard penis then stopped.  "I hate 
that, " the Doctor announced, injecting the human's penis with a 
spray of some sort.  The erection immediately subsided and went 
limp.  "It's impossible to cath' properly when you have an erection, 
young man !"

     By now, Dennon had reached his first fill cycle and was holding 
the fluid.  He knew the drain cycle would engage, but wasn't sure 
when since he was on slow-cycle.  The human youth's abdomen had begun 
to swell; obviously he was being filled much faster than Dennon was.  
He groaned as the drain cycle engaged, almost at the same time 
Dennon's did.  But before the eunuch's drain out cycle had completed, 
the human youth was done and filling again.  By the time Dennon had 
begun to refill for the second time, the human's anal probe and 
colonic tubes had withdrawn and he was finished.

     Dennon watched as the Doctor pulled out the laser scalpel and 
the dermal stimulator.  Slowly he went around the top of the human's 
scrotum and it fell into the receiving dish.  The assistant quickly 
began the dermal regeneration beam as the Doctor severed the youth's 
testicles and sealed the cords and veins.  Dennon watched in 
fascination as the skin knit back together under the limp, 
catheterized penis.  It was a much lighter shade of brown with a pink 
cast.  The eunuch remembered the itching and grinned.

     The human, Ty, watched in disbelief as his testicles were 
carried off in the dish by the Doctor's assistant.  A few tears 
spilled down his cheeks, but when he saw how he had been "patched up" 
so quickly, he relaxed a bit.  "Don't worry, " the Doctor told him, 
"You get HRT.  Master Jeden ordered that."

     "Thanks, " Ty replied dryly.

     "Cheer up, " the Doctor told him, "The strange part is yet to 
come."

     Ty's face lightened a few shades.

     "But you said you weren't going to cut my penis off !"  he 
gasped.

     "I'm not cutting it off, Ty, I'm going to pierce it.  You get 
what's called a PA piercing, very large guage.  Unfortunately, the 
ring will be so thick as to make urination impossible, so we have to 
correct that too." the Doctor supplied, "Ingenious idea, this plan of 
Jeden's."

     At this point Dennon, who had almost fallen asleep, perked back 
up to watch.  The cleansing was becomming pleasant to him, and he had 
begun to enjoy the sensation of being filled.

      Both eunuchs, nullified Ardonian and castrated human, watched 
as the Doctor tapped a few commands on his control panel at the exam 
table.  Ty felt a new numbness spread over his groin, then gasped as 
he felt a hard poke somewhere down where his testicles had until so 
recently been.  The correction in urination that the doctor had 
mentioned came in the form of a wide guage, sharp probe which seemed 
to a part of the initial cathater.  Dennon raised his head as far as 
he could to watch as the probe poked through Ty's skin just a 
centimeter or two above his anus and entered in and up through the 
cathater.  There was a muffled pop as more of the tube attatched to 
the probe slid up into Ty and the cathater slid OUT of his limp 
penis. 

     From his position, Ty could not see what was going on, but could 
feel the movements.  The Doctor then picked up a clamping device of 
some sort, loaded it with a very wide guage silver-hinged ring, and 
aligned it with the tip of Ty's penis.  The Doctor squeezed the 
clamp, and Ty felt a jerk.  The Doctor lifted the limp penis up a bit 
for Ty to see.  The silver ring, which matched he and Dennon's cuffs, 
collars, and belts, entered Ty's penis through the hole and exitted 
at the base just below the frenum.  It was a tight fit, and Dennon 
instantly knew what the purpose of the second probe had been.  Ty 
would have to urinate sitting down, as if he had indeed had his penis 
cut off after all.  The ring completely sealed off the end.

     Then, to both their amazement, the Doctor pulled Ty's penis up 
by the ring and stretched it until he could could touch the ring to 
the silver belt at the human's waist.  There was a small ring that 
seemed to be a part of the belt waiting for it, and the two locked 
together instantly.  The result was that Ty's penis was lifted 
straight up and stretched and locked by it's piercing to the belt.  
The rings seemed to have sealed themselves in  the same way that the 
collars and cuffs had. 

      "Uh, Doctor, " the assistant offered.

      "Yes ?"

      "The uhhhh, new urethral opening, sir ?" he offered.

      "OH yes ! " the Doctor announced, going over the area around 
the secondary cathater with the dermal stimulator, "almost forgot 
that.  I'm afraid this is going to take you some getting used to, 
Ty.  Of course, we'll leave that tube in for a day or so to set 
properly and set you up with a remote collection pouch.  If we pull 
the tube now, the new dermal tissues might not set properly and we 
can't have that.   I've never done a relocation like this before, you 
know. "

      About then Dennon felt his own probes release as the cathater 
and enema probes were automatically withdrawn.  His bio-restraint 
field kicked off, and the computer announced that he was fine and 
released.

The Doctor smiled at him as the eunuch got up and stretched and 
yawned.  Although he could hardly admit it to himself and certainly 
to no one else, Dennon had enjoyed his cleansing and check up.  He 
looked at the human, Ty, and wondered how a human could manage to get 
another human as a companion.  It had never been done before, Dennon 
had read during his studies.  It was indeed strange.

     The Doctor released Ty's probes and restraint field as well, and 
the dark human eunuch stood up to look himself over.  There were 
tears in his eyes as he gazed upon his new modifications.  Then he 
swayed a bit and the Doctor and his assistant caught him as the 
sedatives mixed in the cleansing solution began to be fully absorbed 
into his body.  "Let's take him to recovery, " the assistant 
suggested, and they did.

     Dennon followed them, not bothering to put his brief garment 
back on.  He saw no point.  He was in the MedDeck, after all, and 
totally unaware of just how far his nightly "suggestions" were taking 
him.  Watching the human, Ty, go through his procedure had awakened 
some odd feeling in Dennon, and the young eunuch was not sure how to 
cope with it.  He watched as Ty was put to bed in the recovery room, 
and simply said, "You left me on the exam table all night."

     The Doctor laughed and put his arm around Dennon's slight 
shoulders and led him back out into the main room of the MedDeck.  
"That was different, Dennon, " he replied, "We had to watch you 
closely all night.  After all, you were the first and so far, only 
nullification we've ever done !"

     Something in Dennon's Mind screamed again, but that voice was 
too far back and had been muffled by the nocturnal "suggestions."  
The nullo'd Ardonian eunuch subconsciously put a hand to his smooth 
and empty groin and grinned.  "It's not so bad, " he said.