A special day at school

Little Tom experiences a very special day at school - one he deosn't 
like.

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A special day at school
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Tom 

I was in sixth grade and 12 years old when it happened. It was a 
Tusday morning  and I had come to school as usual - still tired, not 
exactly keen on learning and absolutely unaware of what was going to 
happen. Of course I knew it was going to happen one day, all boys 
knew. But in contrast to other boys I hadn't been thinking about it 
lately - simply because I didn't want it to happen. I had learned 
that there is a good reason not to let it happen - but how could I 
stop them?

Lisa

I was so happy - finally the day was there and I was too. I was 
extremely excited and only hoped that there would be enough boys so 
that I would get one to do as well. Since I had been taught about 
this custom I have always dreamed about this day. It gave me a 
tremendous feeling between my legs to think of it. When we girls had 
been informed the day before I had immediately prepared my new dress 
which I was wearing now. But I didn't wear a bra or panties - they 
would only be obstacles.

Tom 

At first it seemed to be a normal morning but when our teacher was 
accompanied by the headmaster we realized that something was 
different. He didn't say much just told us briefly that it was 
cutting day and that all boys of the sixth grade would be done. He 
told us to follow the instructions of our teacher and act as we had 
been taught. Most boys were overjoyed - crazy idiots who didn't know 
anything. In our class of  25 boys I saw only three others who 
didn't look happy.

Lisa

We had been instructed for that day for the past year. They had 
shown us what to do and how to do it. They had told us what our 
options were and that we had the honour to decide on our own which 
treatment we were going to apply - there were four levels. Some of 
the girls were really unsure about what they were going to do but 
for me it was clear from the very first moment - I would go the 
whole way.

Tom

Our teacher Mrs. Pollet told us to undress immediately and leave our 
clothes on our chairs. That was the first embarrassing moment of the 
day - to undress in front of your female teacher! But there were 
more and worse moments to come. So we took our cothes off. When I 
slipped out of my pants I noticed I had a boner. When I looked 
around I saw that most of the others had one as well. Yeah, I was  
afraid and it showed - but I had to admit that there was something 
else. Thinking of what would be done to my private parts in a moment 
was somewhat exciting too. We lined up two by two and at the sound 
from the school bell left our classroom.

Lisa

When the school bell gave the well known sound we left our classroom 
and gathered in the hallway. I immediately noticed that naked boys 
were coming out of all four sixth grade classes - so there would 
definitely be enough boys. I started getting wet between my legs. It 
was a funny picture - some 100 nude boys walking through the 
hallway, most of them sporting a hardon - tiny ones of course as 
most of them really were boys yet.

Tom

How embarrassing! We were walking through the hallway in the nude 
our penisses at full attention - and all the other boys and girls 
were watching us. Many of the girls were trying to hide their 
giggling. I was so ashamed - but actually not because I was nude. 
The problem was - as I had quickly realized when looking at the 
other boys - that I was pretty small even for my age. My erect 
pecker was just 3 inches long while the others already had 4 to 5 
inches. Some of the girls had apparently noticed my lack of size as 
they pointed at my prick and started laughing. 

Lisa

It was strange: most of them were doomed - or rather their penises 
were - but they went to the great hall cheerfully. Didn't they know 
what they were probably about to lose? Most of them actually didn't 
as in our society boys are not told why they are born with this 
thing. And most of them actually were still kids and their size was 
accordingly - Tom's for example looked pretty small though it seemed 
to be rock hard. Was he really looking forward to it? He was 
probably one of those who had never encountered any kind of sex.

Tom

Why were the others so happy? They were most likely going to lose 
somthing. Yeah it was a special day in the life of a boy in our 
society - we are made to believe that the penis is just for peeing 
and that you are better off without one if you want to become a 
happy man.   95% of the men in our society don't have one. So the 
others were really looking forward to it. I would have too probably 
hadn't I met Justine who had shown me what you can do with a penis - 
despite the lack of size. That happened just a couple of weeks ago 
and now I was probably going to lose it - and couldn't do anything 
about it. Which girl would do me? Could it even be Justine? Would 
she save me?

Lisa

Would I get a big one or a small one? They were so different. Some 
really adult and big ones, many average ones and some rather small 
ones like Tom's. I couldn't chose. We would draw numbers and I would 
have to to the respective boy. Who would it be? 

Tom 

We reached the big hall and were led to an area near the stage. The 
first two rows of the seats were occupied by the girls who were 
going to do us. Before they sat down they drew numbers. The rest of 
the seats were filled by the other school kids. I drew a number - it 
was 38 - as 20 could line-up at the same time on the stage I was 
going to be in the second group. I was only minutes away - from 
what? The girls had the choice between a simple circumcision, 
decapitation of the penis, partial of full penectomy. 

Lisa

My number was 38 - which boy had this number? Well not one in the 
first group which was now climbing onto the stage lining up there. 
Twenty naked boys were standing there now with their penises 
pointing towards the audience. Out of those twenty 17 had an 
erection - three penises virtually vanished inside the bodies out of 
fear of things to come - one of those boys even began to pee. Then 
20 girls entered the stage - the action was about to begin. The 
first girl announced what it was going to do - circumcision. I was 
disappointed, I wanted more...

Tom

The cutting began. While the first boy was lucky the next five all 
lost their penises. I looked along the line and suddenly saw my 
friend Bill. He was number 12. What would happen to him? In the 
meantime four others had lost their pricks. I was suffering. I 
didn't want to lose it - but there was nowhere to go. It was time 
for number 11 - one small movement of the girl's hand and his 
penishead was gone. Now Bill - the lucky bastard only lost his 
foreskin. Was that a good sign?

Lisa

Between my legs it was getting wetter and wetter when I saw penis 
after penis being cut off. Only two boys from this first group kept 
their  member, three others only lost the penishead - 15 enjoyed a 
full penectomy. Now the first group left the stage. The boys of the 
second group entered the stage- among them Tom but also some big 
ones. So what would it be. I couldn't find out any more who was 
number 38 as we girls had to move on as well.

Tom

Now I was on the stage. The fifth boy to my right was Trevor - 
another friend who was a giant in comparison to me - or to my prick. 
 The girls were coming. I saw Justine but she was too far away from 
the top of the line - so she wouldn't be my girl. I began to count - 
it was Lisa! The girl I had been dreaming of so often.  Would she be 
nice? Looking to my right I could see that Trevor was facing - 
Justine. Lucky guy. She would surely let him keep it  - as big as it 
was! 

Lisa

I was the third in the row and the number three standing there was - 
Tom. So it would be a small one. Well, better a small one than none. 
I was facing him and could see hope in his eyes - how wrong he was. 
I looked down the line but couldn't see much - but as all the girls 
got naked I knew the boys were losing it. My juices were flowing. As 
required I turned to Tom grabbed his penis and pulled his foreskin 
back. He was shivering and nearly came in my hand.

Tom

My fate was coming closer. Lisa had already pulled my foreskin back 
- how nice it was when she touched my prick. But now it was Trevor. 
I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw Justine drop her dress - to 
prevent blood spoiling their dress girls could get naked when they 
went for a full penectomy. And I was so sure she would spare him. 
But there his penis went. One friend saved, one lost - and I? Four 
boys left before it was my turn. One lost his penishead the next his 
complete member. Then a surprise - the next two only lost their 
foreskins. Would I be the lucky number three?

Lisa

I saw hope on his face when the two by were only circumcised. But I 
quickly destroyed his hope - I dropped my dress and whispered"You 
don't believe I'm going to let it stay?" His face went pale, he 
began to tremble. Oh, our tiny man seemed to know what he was going 
to lose. I announced "full penectomy" took the penectomizer and 
.......

Tom

Lisa's face showed a smile when she turned to me - but that was 
nothing but disguise. Suddenly she dropped her dress  and her words 
corresponded to that. I was doomed. I looked at her perfectly shaped 
little breasts and her small bush but couldn't concentrate on that 
as she took my penis with her left hand and pulled it away from my 
body as far as possible. Her face was beaming now - she seemed to 
enjoy the situation pretty much. In her right hand she had the 
penectomizer which looked like the tool you use to clip your toe 
nails - just bigger. She slid it over my penis and pressed it way 
down to the base - apparently she didn't want to leave a trace of my 
prick. Then she pressed the handle......

Lisa

...placed it as far down as possible - I didn't want him to keep a 
stub. When I began to close the handle the blades smoothly cut 
through his tiny penis. When it finally went off I enjoyed a 
tremendous orgasm and nearly collapsed. I showed him his severed 
member and then threw it into the bucket where it joined the others.

Tom

.... and I only felt a slight pain for a brief moment. Then as if it 
was unreal I saw her hand with my severed penis in front of my face 
- I had finally lost it only weeks after I had learned about its 
real value. I started to cry when she threw my penis into a bucket 
where some 30 others were already rotting. Only vaguely I realised 
that the next two boys only lost their foreskin - it was as if 
someone was laughing at me. 

Lisa

It was as good as I had expected -  it had been a small penis but it 
had brought me a tremendous orgasm. It was just a pity that Justine 
hadn't saved Trevor - he would have been a nice toy. Well, I had 
time, there were more than sixty others to go and next year a new 
grade.....

Tom

I hardly noticed what happened to the others after I had left the 
stage. A nurse took care of my wound an gave me some painkillers - 
but strangely enough I didn't feel too much pain. What I felt was 
sorrow as I thought that I had lost an important part of my life. 
When all were done someone carried the bucket with the severed 
penises out of the hall. Then some 90 cockless "men" were led back 
to their classes. While most of those were happy, the saved ones 
seemed to be disappointed ..... How did I envy them.....