This is your very first post. Click the Edit link to modify or delete it, or start a new post. If you like, use this post to tell readers why you started this blog and what you plan to do with it.
This is the post excerpt.
This is your very first post. Click the Edit link to modify or delete it, or start a new post. If you like, use this post to tell readers why you started this blog and what you plan to do with it.
A man is sent to prison on false charge.
I was falsey convicted of atenpted rape. I was walking one night. I walked near a young lady. She freaked out and screamed. The police arived. The next thing i knew i was arrested.
I was convicted despite no evidence. There was no crime. The jury did not buy it. I am going to jail for 20 years. I was taken to the prison infirmary.
I wore a gray t shirt jeens and sandles. I was told to take off my sandles. I was told to strip naked. I pulled off my shirt first. Then i took off my jeens then my underware.
While naked i was given an examination. After i was given a few injections. I had no idea what the injectons were for.
“Your going to be given these injections every day.” the nurse said “what are these injections?” i asked. I knew i should not have asked. I was going to find out eventualy any ways so why not ask. I really do regret asking. Oh well. I cant change it now i suppose.
“These injections will cause your boobs to grow or your penis to shrink. ” the nurse said.
Great i thought . i was given a bra and womens panty. I was given a prison isue t shirt and a prison isue skirt. I was taken to my cell.
My cell mate hugged me. He wore an orange prison issue shirt and skirt. He seemed kind. We cuddled on a coat. He was soft.
I started to cry. He held me. I began to suspect that i was also injected with female hormones like estrogin. It could just be an afect of the drugs we were given.
Later on i went to pee. My penis had indeed shunk. It had not decreased alot. Enough for me to notice. My boobs were growing. They were itchy. I asked to see my cell mate’s penis. His pee pee was realy small. He said it used to be huge. He said he missed it but he was at peace with it now. He had fully accrpted it. It was not a big deal any more. He assured me i would feel the same way in time. I was not sure if i believed it. I have no evidence to refute what he said so i did not try. He very well could be right even though i did not see it.
We cuddled in bed that night. We cuddled all night. The next day we were woken up by staff. We had to strip naked.
We showered. My cell mate and i cleaned each other off. I enjoyed cleaning him especially cleaning his privates. I enjoyed cleaning his as well. Then we were alowed to leave. We cleaned each other off.
I was given another injection. My penis was futher reduced and my tits went up. I felt weird. I became more feminine. I had to pee more frequently.
Every day my boobs got bigger and my thing got smaller. I hated this. As time went on i got more used to it. I had no choice.
I have a really smal thing. I have had to get bigger bra. I am not sure what i am at this point. Am i male or female or something in between. I have no clue. The end.
A man suposed to have knee sugery gets a diffetent procedure.
I was very weak. i woke up in my hospital bed. I was suprise how weak i was. I suspected that the drugs stil had not totaly worn off. I felt realy weird. I had never had major surgery before so this was a new fronteer for me. I still felt like this was abnormal. I really did not like it. Not at all.
I decided to ring the nerse. It was a short period of time before the nurse arrived. I had never met the nurse before. She appeared to have a very ling face. It could just be rested sas face syimdrome. I had no bases to judge that. I had a sneky suspicion that the surgery did not go off without a hitch. For some reason i was certain of that.
“Your awake?” the nurse said. “Did you think that i would not wake up?”i asked. She looked me over.she took my sats and recorded them on my chart. She never answered my questione. If i was not concerned before, i certainly was now. Something was defiantly up.
She completed the test. She asked me some medical questions. Then she left. She told me that the doctor would be there soon.
Then after a while several doctors and nurses entered. They all had stern faces. I had no idea if this is bad news or that.
“Mr. Braden you came in for knee surgery?” the doctor asked in more of a rherorical question. ” yes i was. ” i replied.
“There was a complication.” a women dresed in a white lab and blouse and skirt. I later learned that she was a pyschologest who specialized in trauma. She headed up the hospital malpractice commite.
“What kind of complications? ” i asked. ” the surgical team got yout chart misplaced with another. The error was not uncovered until after the procedure occured.”the doctor who appeared to be in charge said.
I really did not like like where this was going. I tried not to jump ahead.i mearly listened. I tried to keep calm and remain objective.
“You see mt braden you were suposed to have knee replacement. That was not the surgery that was performed. “A younger doctor that had been silent before said.
“Ok! What procedure was performed?” i asked. I was getting a bit agitated. I tried to mantain my composure. By the way people were acting i was begining to think this was serious then i suspected. In retrospect as bad as the senerios i came up with, the truth was far worse.
” well mr. Braden your chart was switched with a patient that was sheduled to have a penectomy. ” the lead doctor said.
“Oh no! You got to be kidding! Please tell me you did not remove my penis! ” i said. I removed the blanket. I went inside my hospital gowan. I had a diaper on. I opened the diaper.
My penis was gone. It had totaly been removed. They created a hole that i could urinate it. It looked crude. I wanted to scream. I did not want to show any greef in front of them. These strangers. Those who caused this. Those who screwed up.
I was stuned. How could this had happened. How could they have messed up this bad? What i was going to do. I has lost my male privy member. What was i? I was half the man. I was a eunuch. I was out raged sad and every orher emotion in between.
What was even worse was that she had performed the knee surgery. They wanted to reshedule the original operation at a later date. I told them that was not going to hapen.mayby at some point i might have that surgery done. That would not be done at this hospital. I could not get out of hear fast enough.
I was glad that the surgical team left.i felt awful. I could not believe this. I wanted to cry but i would not cry hear. They do not get to see my years.they had broken me but i was not totaly destoyed. I stil had my dignity. I would not throw that away.
The pain came and went. I was given drugs. I wanted to go home. The doctors felt it would be unsafe. I demanded to speak to an ombudsman. I even mentioned the possibility of geting a judge to order me released. A kind of habeas corpus. They convinced me to go to a short term rehabilitation center. As long as i got out of this place it was fine. Being. In a touture chamber in the middle ages would be preferable to hear.
I was sent to a rehab hospital. I was given pain killers. I was given the option of reconstructive surgery that would resrore a penis. I did not want any more surgery.
I was sligly incontinent. I kept wearing a diaper. I was not sure if i was male or female any more.i got estrogin injection.eventually i was able to go home.my sister let me stay with her. My family helped me out. I had a wheal chair but could walk on my own power most of the time.
I sued the hospital. I was given a lot of mony. I used the nony to pay my medical bills and legal bills and other debts.i did not use a cent of it for anything but bills most of whitch waS incured due to the incident. That was all i cared about.
I tried to move on as best as i could. I would make the best of it. I would go on.
A young man is kidnaped and subjected to cruel torture.
Hi im matt. I have quite the story to tell. It was a life changing story but unfortunately not in a good way. I was out for a drive one night. It was not early but it was not teribly late.i liked to just drive around town.
I was driving though the outskirts of town. All of a suden,another car sped up to me. I figured it was some kind of joy riders.
I suddenly realized that i was being persured. I had no idea why. I had no enemies. I kept to myself. I worked and that was about it. I did not party and had never been in a bar. I had never been in trouble with the law. This was shocking.
The other vehicle rammed into me. I tried to stop. Luckily i was able to. Then the car rammed me again.i had no idea what this was all about. I just wanted to get away and get home. I wanted this to be a distant memory.
That was not hapening. I was stuck hear. No way to get out. No way to take myself out of the event. No super hero strength. No teliportation no bi location. Nothing i was stuck hear. I was traped hear and i was definently in danger.
I tried to get away. My vehicle was still being chased. Another truck came up and blocked me. My tires were schot up.
I stoped my car. I opened the door.i ran out. I ran as fast as i could. A tall women chased me. She decked me and i fell to the ground. I had lost this battle.
I did not realize it at the time but my pursuers were all female. They were part of some all female gang. I was put in a van. I was tied up . i was not the only one in yhe van.there were several orther man in the van.they were all tied up.
We were taking to a basement of an abadoned building. The building was part of a factory that had been shut down quite a while ago.
Myself and the felow captives had been striped naked. I woke up. I was quite distressed. What was goung on. This made no sense. I was there with eight other men.
Our captors were all women. They were tall.most were 5.10 and above.several were beyound six feet. The leader of the group eas only five four. She was a tough cookie. Vail was the leader. She was given the nickname sweet vail.
She was tough. The nickname was an inside joke. She was the oposite of what the pet name sugested. She pointed to one of my fellow captives.
Ryan was 26 years old. He was thin.he was fairly fit. Not a body builder but no scwany. One of vall’d underling untied him and dragged him to the center of the room.his hands and feet were restraned. He was sreached a bit.
The females all wore black evening gowans and high healed shoes. The women took turn crushing his penis.the leader took her heels and junped on his privy member. He shreak. He was clearly in pain.
Then more of them joined in. Everyone got a turn junping and crushing his pee pee. I saw him crying.
I knew my turn was coming.sure enough it was. I was dragged to the area. I was put on thr ground. I was tied up as ryan and the others were.i tried to mentally perpare myself but i could not be fully prepared.
Vall put all her might into it.she rammed her foot into me. I yelped i. Pain. She did it again. She just kept going. It turned red. I screamed and cried. I just wanted all this to stop.
Then vail handed me off to one of her underling. She was far more brutal then vail. Every one ahead was worse then there predesessor.i had passed out only to wake up to more blows.
After i was taken to a room with the orher victoms. I passed out several times. I woke up in a hospital.i have no idea how i got there.
I was in a lot of pain. The doctor waa a women. I had had my fill of women im athority but oh well. I was told that my penis no longer worked. The doctor convinced me to get castrated. My penis was removed. A vagina was created.
I tried to live as a man.i mearly used stalls only in the mens room. It was not a fun life. The gang was eventually caught and prosecuted. I decided to move away.
I decided to go ahead with a full sex change. Now i am mady. I moved to the west coast. No one knows me or what i went though. I want to keep it that way.
Not quite a penectomy story but in the neighborhood.
I am ron. I had a realy good penis.when erict it got big.i loved it .what man would not?
I had my own business. I had a wife and three kids. I had a house.land and a car that got me from point A to point b. I was happy with that.
One day i went to s bussiness lunch with a potential client. Apearently the food was conteminated. It was a rare food posining. It is oderless and tase less at least at first. I had no idea. The meat tasted really good.
That night i hurled and hurled. I had to live at the toilet most of the night. I fell asleep several times on the floor. My sleep was always interrupted by new bouts of sickness. It was horrible. I had no idea of just how bad it was or was going to get. It was going to get worse. A lot worse.
I was prety sure it was food poison.i almost never eat at that restaurant. I had never had the meatloaf until that time. I was prety convinced that it was food poision.
While i dont like food poision.once it get clear in your system it was over. It was painful at the time it would later be a distant memory. It was considered funy much later on. That was not the case in this particular occasion.
After a day or so i was back to mormal. My appetite was back.it was like i had never been sick. Everything was good or so i thought.
I went to the bathroom after a series of meetings. I unzipped my pants. I pulled out a thing. It was smaller then usual. It looked like a baby penis. I tried to scream.i was freaked out.
I went to my office. I told my secretary not to brother me unless it was an absolute emergency. They had to call me first. I masturbated for a bit. Nothing happened.
Why was my penis shrinking. I went on with my day. I took meeting. I made calls. I forgot about the situation with my privy member.
I went to the batroom before i was about to go home. It had gotten even smaller. I meen it was realy small. Not microscoptic but small.
I called my wife Mandy. “Hi hunnie.” i told her. ” hey are you heading home?” she asked. “I got to go to the emurgentcy room. I think something may be wrong. ” i told her.
She became really woried. “Whats wrong babe?” she asked. “Well i am not totaly sure. My penus seams to be shrinking. ” i told her. “Are you sure? ” she asked. I looked at my thing though my underware.” yea!”i said.
I had a bunch of test done. I was taken to the office. “Ok! Apparently this has nothing to do with the food posiong. We found evifence that you were biten by a rare parasite. The good news is that we can kill it with antibiotic. There should little trouble eliminating it.” the doctor told me.
“The bad news?” i asked. Sense he said that was the good news i was convinced that there was probably bad news. That was usualy how it went.
“The danage to your penis is permanent. We csn repair the damage. ” the doctor said.
The antibiotic worked. The parisite was destroyed. My body was clear of the toxin. My penis was almost gone.i had a smal hole. They wanted to create basically an artificial vagina. I hated this idea.
Making an artificial penis was expensive and it might not work. I wore a diaper while waiting for the sugary. My urine just dripped out.it was yucky and gross.
I got the surgery. I had to pee siting down. I tried to live like a man.no one knew that i did not have a wee wee. I was careful to keep it that way.
I started to get boobs. I had to get a bra. My moods changed. I started to ware female clothing. I eventually became a women.
My wife was a closet bi sexual so she loved it. I wish it had never hapened. It could have been fwr far worse.
Acman decides he does not want his penis.
Im Jason. I gues i have a bit of an unusual story. It is myine. It is an interesting one. I had started my own business. It was hard work. It was sucesfull.
I saw a lot of potential in it. I had accomplished a lot in a short amount of time. The compony waa growing. There was reason to believe it would continue to grow and thrive. I wa very optomistic and i had every reason to be.
I did however have a problem. I had a distraction. It was a comon problem for males. It was my penis.i could get so much more done if it were not for that pesky little privy member. It was a nuance at first.
I could get so much more done.my conpony could be more sucesfull. Time is wasted because i get horny and. Would have to deal with it.so i masturbate while i should be focusing on the business.
I was not interested in being in a romance. I had ruled out getting married or having children. It was not something i wanted . i had rulled it out.
I was stil obsessed witj lust. I stil had desires. I stil fantisized. I stil neded relief. Many thought i might be gay but i was not. To me sec was like food. It was a vital exersize. It was part of my nature.not a part i particularly liked.
I came to dislike it. At first i joked about wanting to get rid of my dick.i was not serious. It was just a thought. What i believed was a pasing one.
I thought i had moved the thought away never to be acessed again. The thought did not go away. It lingered. I kept thinking about it and thinking about it.
I had never had sex with another human.i had no plan to. I waa commited to asexuality. At least that was my goal. Jacking off did not count. I saw it that way. It was fulfiling a biological imperitive. That was all it was. I resented it but did it anyways.
I considered getting castrated. I could live out my life as a eunuch. That realy would not brother me. I sat on it for a while. I kept considering it. I gave it a lot of thought. After weeks of contemplation, i made a decision. I was going to get a penectomy!
I went to a surgeon who performed castration. Most doctors are reluctant to perform those kind of procedures. It is an elective surgery. It is maiming.
I had to go though physiological evaluation. I had to have time to think about it. I had to sign trilons of wavers. I finaly got the surgeon to agree to this pricedure.
I had a couple of mounths to get prepared for the procedure. The time had come. Basicaly i would stil be male. I would stil have a male pepee but it would be artificial. I would not be able to have relations. I was ok with that.
I pleasured myself for the very last time before the operation. The nect day i got ready. I was admited and was preped for surgery. I was whealed to the operating room. I was not going to be the same person who was whealed out as was whealed in.
I woke up. I was groggy and out of it. I came tu. I eventialy started to remember everything. I was eiager to see my new thing looked like.
A nurse came im and showed me. I loved it. I had to pee sitting down. It was a bit messy. Sometimes i leeked.
I was able to focus. I saw a women and thought nothing. I got so much done. I loved it. My business became more and more sucesfull. I started an of schoot business that also took off.
I did not miss my penis. I did not miss the distraction. It was great. While many would not understand.many would not approve. It is a bit extreme. It is certainly not for everyone. It was a decision that was right for me. I have no regreets. I am glad i did it.
The story of a man who fell victom to a female attacker.
I am dave. I had a prety normal life. I work in accounting in one of the bigest employies in the area.i had a comfortable life. I was content. That was all about to change.
Anna elizebeth james had a grudge against men. She also was against breding and overpopulation. She had been in and out of mental institutions. No one thought she would become violent. She seemed to have her opinions but they seemed academic and philosophical. No one though she would act on it.
Aperently she had gone to ramdom houses. She targeted single men.men who lived alone. She went worked at night.usualy in the middle of night. From 200 am to 4:00. Usualy more towards the two side. The attacks were always in those windows.
She went into these houses. She cut off there penises. This was to get revenge on all males. She beleved all men were pigs.this also helped to fight overpopulation. One less breader in the world. I was not her first victim. I was her seventh. She was carefull. Her victims all lived in different parts of the united sates and Canada. None of her victoms were in the same region.
I had gone to bed that night. I just wore a pair of blue shorts. I was sound asleep. I had no idea that my life was about to change foever. It would ever be the same. That was no hyperbole.
I had left a window open ajar. She waa only five one. She was thin. She was able to force the window oppen.she crept in. She was inside. I had no idea that this had happened. I had bo idea that my life and my privy member was i. Serious jeopardy.
Once inside, she crept furher into the building. She headed to the bedroom. She always got excited when she got closer into my room. She always felt an adrenaline rush just before she did her dirty deed. The anticipation of the act made her horny.
She came into my room. I remaned asleep. I had no idea that she came into my room. Had i known i probably would have been quite freaked out. I was obvious to all of it.
She came in. She took out a knife. I was barefoot. She tied my hands and feet. I was gaged.i tried to make noise.
I had no idea what was going on. She hardly looked like a cold blooded mutilator. She looked like college coed or a watress at a bar. Was she going to rape me? I was so scared.
Then she took out the knife. I wS convinced that she was going to murder me. While i hardly wanted to be raped, i really did not want to be killed especially by a petite murderes.
She was strong for being so smal and thun. She held me down. She was able to overpower me. Were i not apalled by the imminent attack i might be impresssed.
She ripef off my shorts and underware with the knife. Dawn i thought. I realy like your shorts. Yes i realy did think about that. Sometimes in dire situations you think about weird things. I did thst day.
Then she took the knife to my penis. She just started cutting. I screamed though the gag. Blood went every where. She took the penis with her. She later incinerated it do that it could not be surgically reattached. To her the planet could not survive if too many men had there genitals intact. To her this was a gerila war for the survival of the planet.
She aperently wanted her victoms mammed not dead. She wanted her victoms to live as eunichs perhaps. I think she hoped that they would see the wisdom in her action and eben embrace it. Maybe they would advocate for population control. Of course i would never do that. I understand Stockholm syindrome but this is s bit too far. She called 911 as soon as she was out of the apartment. The ambulance quickly arived.
She drove as far away as she could get.she drove all the way to the coast. She sold the car and got a new one. She went to another area.she looked for another victom.
They had to stop the bleeding. They got me to a point where i was not going to totaly bleed out. I was put on a strecher snd rushed to the hospital.
They were able to cauterize the wound. They then created a smal incision do i could pee. I would have to pee siting down. No more urinal. I was not too disappointed. Although i found urinal convenient i was never a huge fan of them.
When i first woke up i was very groggy. I felt weak. I started to remember the attack. I was waring a diaper. I opened it. I saw my thing well i saw where my thing should be. I was stunned.
The doctor and nurse came in. They explaned that urination would be painful and unpredictable. I would be in pain on and off.
I found it dificult to walk. I got a wheal chair. Most of the time i did not have to use it. I wore a diaper to prevent leakege. I was able to use the restroom most of the time. It was a dificult life. I tried to make the most of it.
Anna was eventually caught. She tried to attack a man. A neighbor intervened. She was arested. She was put in jail and put in an orange jump suit. I was glad of that.
I was able to return to work. I had to miss a lot of work.i had to go part time. My employer was very understanding. Unfortunately everyone at that job knew that was a shadow of my former self. I tried to make the most of it.
A farther and husbend is forced to be castrated due to an efort to combat overpopulation.
Im bary. I am a husband and farther. I owned a smal business. I paid taxes and was a productive member of society.
Several years back, a group of scientist,philosophers, acedemics and other people with too much time on there hands got together. They tried to come up with top problems and how to fix them.
One of there isues was overpopulation. They came up with ways in whitch it could develop into a real problem. They came up with the absolute worse case and argued why it could and probably would happen.
They came up with a solution. Some men would be castrated. They would try to make it fair. There would be a system in place to determine how it would occur.
This working group was determined to convince the government to go along with this. At first the government lauthed them out of there office. They took to the media. They staged protest in the capital citty. They waged a relentless campagn.they would not take a no for an answer.
After a long campagn, the legislature decided to take up the issues. after a long debate, the legislature passed a law establishing penectomy for the perpose of population maintinence and rejuvenation.
Many urged the head of sate not to sign into law. Feeling presue he did give his oficial conscent.
Basically every male 18 and older had to register for the penectomy lotery. Several names were drawn. Those who had chuldren had to register more then once. They were more likly to be chosen. Sence i had twins there was a prety good chance i would be picked.
I knew that penectomy was a posobility. In a coyntry this size i never thought i would be chosen. Only about five percent had to endure government sectioned castration. I thought i was safe. What were the ods i would be picked. I thought i was more likly to be struck by lighting or win the lotery.
“Oh tomorrow you have to go to the town office ” my wife annie said.”i know! “I said. “Hey you dont want to get in trouble. Dont comply with the rules and the more likly you are to have your woo hoo cut off!”she said.
I did my civic duty. I reported and re registeted with the department of prosperous society. I filled out the paper work. Then i signed i. And sumbited it.
I did not think much about it. I had plenty to do. I had work. I did things around the house and spent time with the wife and the twins.
One day i checked the mail. There was a lot of junk mail. An add for setilite tv. Flyers for retail stores. Then i saw a letter adressed to me from the department of prosperous society. I was schockrdw. My heart sank.
I called anie in. I could hardly talk.it soynded more like a shriek. Annie ran in as first as she could.”hunnie whats wrong? ” she asked.
I could not get s word out. I showef her the unopened letter. She looled at it.she hugged me. I calmed down and reluctently opened it up. Sure enough it said what i feared it would.
“Dear mr. Lewis. This is to inform you that you have been silected to undergo castration. You are to report to murcy hospital thirty days from this date. From now on you are prohibited from participating in any sexual acyivity that could leed to impregnation until the surgery. This includes with contraception. Under the law ypon receving this you are legally a eunuch. ”
It was signed by a regonal director for the department of a prosperous society. I cried like a baby. Annie juat held me. She was so scared for me. While the procedure was designed to mame ,other then tbat it was fairly safe.they took every precaution to ensure that it was.
Annie and i held eachother all night. We cried ourselves to sleep. I tried to do things i enjoyed to do before the mounth was up. It was like this gigentic storm cloud. There was nothing i could do about it.
The day had arived. I dresed in a t shirt jeens and samdles. I arived before i was to report.i huged annie and the girls.then i went inside. I filled out the paper work. I was told to wait om a waiting area.
Then i was told to follow a nurse. I was taken to a room. I striped to my underware. I put on a gowan. They got me preped for surgery.
I was put to sleep during the procedure. While i was sedated, they carefully removed my penis.they took most of it away. They then created basicaly a vagina like structure so that i could urinate. I would have to pee sitting down. I was in la la la land while this was occuring. I was glad of that. I did not want to see this occuring. Not that i want to see this.
After this i was put in recovery. I woke up in a private room. I woke up grogy ay first. I was on a lot of pain meds. I started to come tu.
I had a diaper on. I pulled it down.i saw where my penis used to be. There was not even a stub.i wanted to scream. I decided not to. I did not want to cause any undue problems. I did not.
I felt a bit weak. I gues it was to be expected. A major body part been surgically removed. I put the diaper back on.
After a while the nurse checked on me.she was glad that i waa awake. She checked my temperature and did other vitals.it seemed that i was fine.
Annie came in.she tookmy hand and stayed at my bed side. I was so glad to see her. She was a rare bright spot in all of this.
They kept me for a few days for observation. After a few days,i was alowed to be duscharged. I was able to walk.i was in pain on and off. I was told to expect it for at least the imiduate future. I put on my cloths i wore before with a diaper. I was brought out in a wheal chair. We drove home.
The next few days i waa fairly weak.i stayed in bed. Annie cuddled with me. I had to ajust to peing siting down.i felt differently. I got emotional more easily.
I was different. Annie and i grew apart. Eventually she left me. I did not blame her. I tried to ajust to life post penectomy.
I took harmones. I started to feel better. I became part of a new normal. I started to create a new personality.
Now i am hapier. I ware a womens panty. I ware a bra.i have alowed my boobs to grow. I warw womens cloths at home. My facial hair no longer grows. I live as a man. I have discovered a famine side. It is not a pefect life but i make due.