When I was 23 I had my junk cut. Not because it was to big but because it was too good. I could inpregnate a nation.
After my first born... that was enough. I was afraid one of my kids geneticly would turn out like me so I demanded a sex change. I have ball but I shoot blanks. So here is my story to dadda an this bring back bad memories. I went to my apt by myself as my wife was not happy..... at Bethesda Hospital Maryland hospital to have my vasectomy done. I never met my doctor and if I did I would of back out. I know a dike i mean dick when I meat one. Man haters for the clueless. I got to my apt and an nervous of course.. no support at making huge change and other. I did not even like my wife touching my balls. I am that sensitive. So.. I get dressed in that dress thing with my butt open in the back. Was cold and my junk was swelled up smaller that a mini marshmallow. I was scared. No lie but I know it had to happen. So I am laying on this table thing. If I had to describe the moment I was trapped and would submit to every command and I did. So this lady doctor had an intrun. I know this as I can recognize someone learning as they ask questions. Before they even started I was ready to leave. I was almost in panic mode but I said.... "JEFF DEAL WITH IT YOU KNOW WHY YOU ARE HERE". So I am
Before I continue this is not a fake story. 100% the truth. I forgot how this story goes.
So I am laying on the table and the Foctor asked me some questions.. all good thus far and I answer the most honest I can. My first mistake. She then asked me with my junk all open and cold... damn this bring back bad memories.... If I drank alcohol. I said yes. She asked me how much. I lied and said a 12 pack a week. She got angry and started talking to her intern why I should not drink half talking to me. I know I fucked up then but this is the military. You do what you are told. So she continues on asking me questions and started lectuing me. I was scared at this point. Was not sure if I should flight or fight. So I told myself to stay calm. She starts her procedure and hie is talking to the intern.. femail btw. Cute I think but that was the furthest thing from my mind. My dick was so small at that point it was conceived. She would direct her attention to me and ask me question and I was trying so hard to man up.. my did did this can be that bad and I answer her. Can not remember the question I was in so much pain. I had lots of military done dental done. I felt some pain in my life... this was comparable but not that bad. She is tugging my some tubes in me and stitching and talking non stop. I was scared of this woman by this time. Flirting with her assistant and just having a great time. Where I feel like someone is thumping my balls over and over and over. For you women we feel it in the throat. But I maned up and took it like a trooper. I felt guilty for drinking beer for her prior rant. Then she finises and tells me this. " "You may have been told this procedure is referable, I made sure it wasn't" My blood pressure jump 100 points. I was happy she did a great job but I know what she was telling me. I never went back to be tested if I was ok. Gave it a month and screwed my wife like I did before she go pregnant. 100% true story. Now my balls hurt. !! ! ! ! !! damn still broken. No proof hope I did not fuck up bad but I have work to do.