TG Archives; 'Falling for a Lesbian' (Cake) ( ) [1!] Don't read this if you are under 18. This story contains: - eunuch - castration - penectomy - forced feminization - surgery - Post replies to the newsgroups "alt.eunuchs.questions" and "alt.sex.stories.tg". 1997-06-02 Falling for a lesbian I was 20 years old and working as a plumber when I noticed a beautiful girl at a pub I frequently visited with my friends. Soon I tried to chat her up and actually had success. Lisa was a very cute girl. She usually wore shorts, sometimes pants, with platform sandals that made her taller than I was, and a tank top or a T-shirt. Her very short black hair and the pierced underlip completed the picture. I fell in love with her instantly. It was obvious that she was a lesbian but I liked her and her friends anyway. Although she was very reluctant because I was a man, we started dating and she got accustomed to me. Lisa was a student at the university and wanted to become a doctor. We were a nice match. Lisa really liked my company, my humor and my character, but she never allowed me to have sex with her. My sex drive was so strong, I had to masturbate twice a day and Lisa usually helped me by exciting my fantasies. After one year I proposed to her, and she said yes under the condition that I would accept her lesbianism. I had no problem with that, since I actually liked it when she was together with her friends. Secretly I was hoping of being allowed to join their lesbian plays. The thought alone made my penis rise. Lisa was 23 and close to getting her doctor's degree and I was 21 when we got married. It was a great party with many relatives and friends. Lisa looked just gorgeous in her white wedding dress. It was the first ever time she wore a skirt. Her parents were happy that she had found me, mainly because they thought I had cured her from her lesbian tendencies. When the wedding was over, we went to the university, because we wanted to spend our wedding night in Lisa's apartment there. She led me to a different building though. Willingly I followed her. We entered a dimly lit room with a rectangular table in the middle that was covered by a white cloth. She asked me to sit on the table, which I did. She bent over me, kissed and pushed me slowly down onto the table. Her tongue licked my lips, teeth and gum. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the kiss when I suddenly felt her fondling my wrists. I heared two snaps and wasn't able anymore to move my arms. She got off me and I looked around. My arms were strapped to the table and while I was still wondering what was going on, she tied my left ankle to the table, making it impossible for me to move my leg. "Don't worry," Lisa said, "I will be very nice to you during this night. Please excuse the straps, all I do is for your very best. Please stay calm and don't do anything. You'll experience the best orgasm you ever had tonight." As if I could do anything! I was lying down, while she tied my right leg to the table. Both legs were spread far apart and I couldn't move any limb anymore. I said: "Oh, Lisa, I thought we could have normal sex tonight. Our first time! I didn't know you were that much into bondage. I just want to fuck you, my little wife." Lisa gave me a kiss and left the room. When she came back, she wore her hospital outfit, white pants, white blouse and white clogs. She started to undress me and cut my nice tuxedo with a pair of scissors, since she couldn't remove otherwise. After a few minutes I was completely naked. "Lisa, you crazy girl! My nice tux. You knew how much it cost. Come on, let's fulfill our duty as newlywed couple now", I said. Lisa kissed me again and started to tickle and fondle my penis until it stuck out in its full length of 18 cm. Suddenly she started to apply cream from a jar I hadn't noticed before, to my genital area. Her circling movements on my balls and penis felt incredibly good. I groaned and was totally relaxed. This woman was crazy, but I loved her. She was my wife now, so I let her do what she wanted to do. I just wanted to have a good fuck tonight, our first fuck, my first fuck. Whatever she did, it felt good. An unsual foreplay is better than none, I thought to myself. Now Lisa climbed on top of me. She gave me passionate tongue kisses, rubbed and kissed my nipples and told me how much she loved me. I couldn't move and enjoyed what she was doing. I just let it happen. After 20 minutes she left again and came back with a bucket of water. With a sponge she cleaned the cream off my genitals. Not only the cream came off, but also my pubic hair. When she was done my groin was completely hairless. My penis was stiff and thick like never before. The washing was very stimulating and made come close to an orgasm. I said: "Lisa, my crazy wife. Why did you never tell me that you like my penis better without hair. I would have shaved for you." "I know, darling. But I like to caress you and stimulate you this way", was her reply. She was already applying another liquid to my genital area that burned a bit. Now she started licking my penis. Her long, wet tongue ran from the base to top, her lips enclosed my penis and she sucked. I was shivering already and knew the orgasm was close, when Lisa made a quick move and I felt a sharp pain in my groin. It hurt like burning fire, as if somebody stuck thousand needles in my genitals. I screamed: "What have you done? It bloody hurts." I moved my head and saw what has happened. Lisa had a bloody scalpel in her hand and was just picking up the remains of my scrotum and balls from the table. I was shocked and petrified by the pain. Blood was running down my thighs. Lisa used clamps and and small bandages she had apparently stored under the table and closed the wound. I put my head back on the table and couldn't help crying. Lisa came, stroked my hair and kissed me: "Everything will be good. Relax. I'll give you a pain blocker and a local anesthetic now." I mumbled: "You bloody bitch, you castrated me. You married me, promised me sex and now I'm castrated. This is our fucking wedding night, don't you know that?" Lisa didn't answer, but gave me one injection in the groin and one in the arm. Slowly the pain went away, but I still could feel a dull heat in my genital area. Lisa moved closer to me and said: "Just lie still, honey. I love you. All I do is for our best. You know that I'm a lesbian. That will never change. I can't even stand the thought of getting fucked by a man. But we love each other, we are meant to be together. The only way to be together for life is freeing you from your disgusting male genitals. Your sex drive was much too strong, it wouldn't have worked out otherwise. As a Eunuch you can be my partner and serve me and my friends." I couldn't fully understand what she said. The pain blocker and the whole situation made it hard to think. Lisa pulled out a long clear plastic tube. I could not figure out what she was going to do with this. She covered the tube with a clear jelly substace and then brought the end of the tube to the head of my penis. I felt the end of the tube push into the opening of my pee hole. I felt the tube snake its way down the length of my penis. I felt as the tube passed my prostrate and then break free as it entered my bladder. She had inserted a catheter into me. As the tube entered my bladder I could feel the urine flow through the tube. I wanted to ask Lisa what she was doing but I was hypnotic and scared from everything that was going on. I just tried to relaxe as best as I could, feeling a dull throb from where my testicles used to be. Lisa then began to play with my flaccid penis. It did not take but a few seconds till it was at full attention. I lay there wondering what an orgasm would feel like if there was no balls to produce sperm. I had imagined my wedding night quite different. I was completely shocked from the pain I had experienced, from what Lisa did and said. I couldn't do anything, I wasn't able to move, I couldn't even speak because my fear. Lisa's hand moved up and down till I was on the verge of cumming when she stopped. She reached under the table and picked something up. I could only guess it was some kind of clamp. I found I was right as she brought the clamping device next to my penis. She pushed my pubic area down until she was below the base of my penis. Lisa then attached the clamp around my penis. The clamp was very tight and seemed to make my penis much harder. I didn't know what she was doing but it felt great. My penis throbbed till it hurt. I watched as Lisa took the blood covered scalpel into her hand again. The realization hit me like a brick wall. She was going to cut off my penis. I started to scream in protest but could only mumble. The scalpel touched the very base of my penis and there was that familiar sting. I saw blood squirt in all directions. Lisa's white trousers were splattered with my blood. I could see it dropping on her clogs. She arced the knife around the base of my penis. She had only cut deep enough to cut a few the blood vessels. The band clamped onto my penis kept it rigid the whole time. Little by little the knife cut deeper and deeper. Finally my penis fell between my legs. The only thing holding it to me was the plastic catheter. Lisa pulled what used to be my penis free of the catheter. I remembered the stinging as the plastic tube slid into my penis. There was no feeling at all as she slid my useless penis from the plastic tube. I cringed as she threw my penis on the floor. Lisa dug deeper and deeper into my body. She made sure to severe all muscles, nerves and ligaments that were connected to my penis and scrotum before. Lisa completely removed the penile roots from their attachment to my pelvis. She then fashioned the flap to close the wound from a small remaining portion of my lower scrotum. Next she made a stab wound between my legs in the middle of the arch, passed the catheter through it, and sutured the stump of my urethra there. Lisa then put in a couple of drains, sutured up the wound and bandaged the area. The operation was finished. In a wheelchair she took me to her apartment and put me to bed. I was crying and fell asleep instantly. After a few days the bandages came off and she pulled my drains. I was still black and blue and the catheter stayed in for another week. Throughout two weeks she kept me on sedatives. I felt very weak, sleepy and passive all the time. I knew what she did to me, but just wasn't able to think about it. Our friends and relatives thought we were on our honeymoon, but we stayed in Lisa's apartment for four weeks. After four weeks my genital area was completely healed. It was perfectly smooth and hairless. Not a single scar was visible. Only the tiny pee hole in the middle between my legs, close to the anus, could be seen. Lisa left the bladder muscles intact, so I wasn't incontinent. When I went to the toilet I had to sit down, and sometimes the urine ran along my thighs. She really cared for me and caressed me the whole time. For the first three weeks I hardly spoke a word. After stopping the sedatives I started to fully realize the situation I was in. I was a complete eunuch. My sex drive was already totally gone. It used to drive me mad and I had to masturbate often. Sometimes I had not been able to think sensibly anymore when I was sexually excited. Now there was this empty space between my legs. I was kind of fascinated by it and liked to touch it. I thought about the options I had. I was an eunuch for a life, that was sure. Nobody could ever give me back my manhood. I could run away from Lisa, could try to sue her, but that meant to tell others about my embarassing condition. I could never have children and I probably would never be able to find a woman who wants to live with me. I would have to be a single for the rest of my life. The second option was to stay with Lisa. We were married, she loved me and she loved my eunuch body. So I decided to resign to my fate. I stayed with Lisa. She and her friends now allowed me to join in when they had sex and I just loved to lie close to them when they made love to each other. Sometimes I was allowed to lick their pussies. I gave up my job. Lisa opened her own practice and I did all the housework. we lived together as good friends and when she wanted to, I satisfied her orally. I really started to like my life. Nothing was dangling between my legs anymore, all the "dirty" parts and dirty thoughts were gone. I got my underlip pierced and started to wear my hair really short, just like Lisa and all her lesbian friends. Recently Lisa was talking of giving female hormones to me. Whatever she decides, is best for me. I'm just her happy eunuch. If she wants to change my body into a female shape, I won't be reluctant.