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TEAYCHES
Jun 23, 2002

what are you most afraid of

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Iseeyouseemeseeyou
Jan 3, 2011
i mgay

Veldspar
May 15, 2013
die juden

old fat bird
Oct 27, 2007

by FactsAreUseless
Vampire Dinosaur

Cacator
Aug 6, 2005

You're quite good at turning me on.

Iove

GrrrlSweatshirt
Jun 2, 2012
posting hog

OhsH
Jan 12, 2008
eyeball trauma

Norton
Feb 18, 2006

suddenly waking up from my life and realizing that im actually a spider being raped and eaten by multiple larger spiders. then i get a money shot of eggs into my fangs

Veldspar
May 15, 2013
i just dont like jews ok?

Iseeyouseemeseeyou
Jan 3, 2011

Veldspar posted:

i just dont like jews ok?

Mossad has been informed

TEAYCHES
Jun 23, 2002


whats posting hog

Veldspar
May 15, 2013

TEAYCHES posted:

whats posting hog

i have no idea honestly.

GrrrlSweatshirt
Jun 2, 2012

TEAYCHES posted:

whats posting hog

a posting hog visits your home to bring bad luck and tragedy. it looks like a big old hog

TEAYCHES
Jun 23, 2002

GrrrlSweatshirt posted:

a posting hog visits your home to bring bad luck and tragedy. it looks like a big old hog

that is my greatest fear then

root of all eval
Dec 28, 2002

I fear becoming prisoner inside of a rotten mind. Losing reality never to reclaim it.

The_Book_Of_Harry
Apr 30, 2013

Being maimed in any significant way, especially something resulting in the loss of the use of my hands/arms.

And left-handed people. loving gross.

VendaGoat
Nov 1, 2005
Everyday I have to fight off the existential dread of ending the universe with a thought.

Raineko
Mar 12, 2012
emojis

GrrrlSweatshirt
Jun 2, 2012
nearly died after my cars brakes failed. checked them and the lines had been chewed thru by what looked like a hogs nasty teeth....

Lemon
May 22, 2003

i was washing my dick in the shower yesterday and was suddenly struck by how horrifying it would be if it were to just fall off in the process. So I guess I'm kind of scared of that now.

spooky girlfriend
Oct 21, 2014

Somebody grabbing my eyeball and squirtin' all the jelly out.

WOLF HONGO
Aug 29, 2014

im most afraid of posting like you op

just kkidding friend im actually terrified of being crushed under something like a landslide where youre not killed instantly but you are broken and stuck

Nigmaetcetera
Nov 17, 2004

borkborkborkmorkmorkmork-gabbalooins
a boggart's true form

Sheng-Ji Yang
Mar 5, 2014


TEAYCHES posted:

whats posting hog

lowtax

spooky girlfriend
Oct 21, 2014

Lemon posted:

i was washing my dick in the shower yesterday and was suddenly struck by how horrifying it would be if it were to just fall off in the process. So I guess I'm kind of scared of that now.

It would definitely be less horrifying if your dick fell off after someone tied string around it and it turned black first. Because you've had time to mentally prepare.

texaholic
Sep 16, 2007

Well it's floodin' down in Texas
All of the telephone lines are down
Gettin banned by Lowtax....

WOLF HONGO
Aug 29, 2014

spooky girlfriend posted:

It would definitely be less horrifying if your dick fell off after someone tied string around it and it turned black first. Because you've had time to mentally prepare.

quote:

Questioner: I hope you won’t be offended if I ask you to prove to me that you’re a nullo. Just so that our readers will know that this isn’t a fake.

Mark: Sure, no problem. (stands and unbuckles pants and drops them to his ankles, revealing a smooth, shaven crotch with only a thin scar to show where his genitals once were).

Q: Thank you. That’s a remarkable sight.

M: (laughs and pulls pants back up). Most people think so.

Q: What made you decide to become a nullo?

M: (pauses). Well, it really wasn’t entirely my decision.

Q: Excuse me?

M: The idea wasn’t mine. It was my lover’s idea.

Q: Please explain what you mean.

M: Okay, it’s a long story. You have to understand my relationship with Scott before you’ll know what happened.

Q: We have plenty of time. Please go on.

M: Both of us were into the leather lifestyle when we met through a personal ad. Scott’s ad was very specific: he was looking for someone to completely dominate and modify to his pleasure. In other word, a slave.

The ad intrigued me. I had been in a number of B&D scenes and also some S&M, but I found them unsatisfying because they were all temporary. After the fun was over, everybody went on with life as usual.

I was looking for a complete life change. I wanted to meet someone who would be part of my life forever. Someone who would control me and change me at his whim.

Q: In other words, you’re a true masochist.

M: Oh yes, no doubt about that. I’ve always been totally passive in my sexual relationships.

Anyway, we met and there was instant chemistry. Scott is a few years older than me and very good looking. Our personalities meshed totally. He’s very dominant.

I went back to his place after drinks and had the best sex of my life. That’s when I knew I was going to be with Scott for a long, long time.

Q: What sort of things did you two do?

M: It was very heavy right away. He restrained me and whipped me for quite awhile. He put clamps on my nipples and a ball gag in my mouth. And he hung a ball bag on my sack with some very heavy weights. That bag really bounced around when Scott hosed me from behind.

Q: Ouch.

M: (laughs) Yeah, no kidding. At first I didn’t think I could take the pain, but Scott worked me through it and after awhile I was flying. I was sorry when it was over.

Scott enjoyed it as much as I did. Afterwards he talked about what kind of a commitment I’d have to make if I wanted to stay with him.

Q: What did he say exactly?

M: Well, besides agreeing to be his slave in every way, I’d have to be ready to be modified. To have my body modified.

Q: Did he explain what he meant by that?

M: Not specifically, but I got the general idea. I guessed that something like castration might be part of it.

Q: How did that make you feel?

M: (laughs) I think it would make any guy a little hesitant.

Q: But it didn’t stop you from agreeing to Scott’s terms?

M: No it didn’t. I was totally hooked on this man. I knew that I was willing to pay any price to be with him.

Anyway, a few days later I moved in with Scott. He gave me the rules right away: I’d have to be naked at all times while we were indoors, except for a leather dog collar that I could never take off. I had to keep my head shaved. And I had to wear a butt plug except when I needed to take a poo poo or when we were having sex.

I had to sleep on the floor next to his bed. I ate all my food on the floor, too.

The next day he took me to a piercing parlor where he had my nipples done, and a Prince Albert put into the head of my cock.

Q: Heavy stuff.

M: Yeah, and it got heavier. He used me as a toilet, pissing in my mouth. I had to lick his rear end in a top hat clean after he took a poo poo, too. It was all part of a process to break down any sense of individuality I had. After awhile, I wouldn’t hesitate to do anything he asked.

Q: Did the sex get rougher?

M: Oh God, yeah. He started fisting me every time we had sex. But he really started concentrating on my cock and balls, working them over for hours at a time.

He put pins into the head of my cock and into my sack. He attached clothespins up and down my cock and around my sack. The pain was pretty bad. He had to gag me to keep me from screaming.

Q: When did the idea of nullification come up?

M: Well, it wasn’t nullification at first. He started talking about how I needed to make a greater commitment to him, to do something to show that I was dedicated to him for life.

When I asked him what he meant, he said that he wanted to take my balls.

Q: How did you respond?

M: Not very well at first. I told him that I liked being a man and didn’t want to become a eunuch. But he kept at me, and wore me down. He reminded me that I agreed to be modified according to his wishes, and this is what he wanted for me. Anything less would show that I wasn’t really committed to the relationship. And besides, I was a total bottom and didn’t really need my balls.

It took about a week before I agreed to be castrated. But I wasn’t happy about it, believe me.

Q: How did he castrate you?

M: Scott had a friend who was into the eunuch scene. One night he came over with his bag of toys, and Scott told me that this was it. I was gonna lose my nuts then and there.

Q: Did you think of resisting?

M: I did for a minute, but deep down I knew there was no way. I just didn’t want to lose Scott. I’d rather lose my balls.

Scott’s friend restrained me on the living room floor while Scott videotaped us. He used an elastrator to put a band around my sack.

Q: That must have really hurt.

M: Hell yeah. It’s liked getting kicked in the balls over and over again. I screamed for him to cut the band off, but he just kept on going, putting more bands on me. I had four bands around my sack when he finished.

I was rolling around on the floor screaming, while Scott just videotaped me. Eventually, my sack got numb and the pain subsided. I looked between my legs and could see my sack was a dark purple. I knew my balls were dying inside.

Scott and his friend left the room and turned out the light. I lay there for hours, crying because I was turning into a eunuch and there wasn’t anything I could do about it.

Q: What happened then?

M: Eventually I fell asleep from exhaustion. Then the light switched on and I could see Scott’s friend kneeling between my legs, touching my sack. I heard him tell Scott that my balls were dead.

Q: How did Scott react?

M: Very pleased. He bent down and felt around my sack. He said that it felt cold.

Scott’s friend told me that I needed to keep the bands on. He said that eventually my balls and sack would dry up and fall off. I just nodded. What else could I do at that point?

Q: Did it happen just like Scott’s friend said?

M: Yeah, a week or so later my package just fell off. Scott put it in a jar of alcohol to preserve it. It’s on the table next to his bed.

Q: How did things go after that?

M: Scott was really loving to me. He kept saying how proud he was of me, how grateful that I had made the commitment to him. He even let me sleep in his bed.

Q: What about the sex?

M: We waited awhile after my castration, and then took it easy until I was completely healed. At first I was able to get hard, but as the weeks went by my erections began to disappear.

That pleased Scott. He liked loving me and feeling my limp cock. It made his dominance over me even greater.

Q: When did he start talking about making you a nullo?

M: A couple of months after he took my nuts. Our sex had gotten to be just as rough as before the castration. He really got off on torturing my cock. Then he started saying stuff like, “Why do you even need this anymore?”

That freaked me out. I always thought that he might someday take my balls, but I never imagined that he’d go all the way. I told him that I wanted to keep my dick.

Q: How did he react to that?

M: At first he didn’t say much. But he kept pushing. Scott said I would look so nice being smooth between my legs. He said my dick was small and never got hard anymore, so what was the point of having it.

But I still resisted. I wanted to keep my cock. I felt like I wouldn’t be a man anymore without it.

Q: So how did he get you to agree?

M: He didn’t. He took it against my will.

Q: How did that happen?

M: We were having sex in the basement, and I was tied up and bent over this wooden bench as he hosed me. Then I heard the doorbell ring. Scott answered it, and he brought this guy into the room.

At first I couldn’t see anything because of the way I was tied. But then I felt these hands lift me up and put me on my back. And I could see it was Steve’s friend, the guy who took my nuts.

Q: How did you react?

M: I started screaming and crying, but the guy just gagged me. The two of them dragged me to the other side of the room where they tied me spread eagled on the floor.

Scott’s friend snaked a catheter up my dick, and gave me a shot to numb my crotch. I was grateful for that, at least. I remember how bad it hurt to lose my balls.

Q: What was Scott doing at this time?

M: He was kneeling next to me talking quietly. He said I’d be happy that they were doing this. That it would make our relationship better. That kind of calmed me down. I thought, “Well, maybe it won’t be so bad.”

Q: How long did the penectomy take?

M: It took awhile. Some of the penis is inside the body, so he had to dig inside to get all of it. There was a lot of stitching up and stuff. He put my cock in the same jar with my balls. You can even see the Prince Albert sticking out of the head.

Then they made me a new pisshole. It’s between my rear end in a top hat and where my sack used to be. So now I have to squat to piss.

Q: What has life been like since you were nullified?

M: After I got over the surgery and my anger, things got better. When I healed up, I began to like my smooth look. Scott brought friends over and they all admired it, saying how pretty I looked. It made me feel good that Scott was proud of me.

Q: Do you have any sexual feeling anymore?

M: Yes, my prostate still responds when Scott fucks me or uses the buttplug. And my nipples are quite sensitive. If Scott plays with them while loving me, I have a kind of orgasm. It’s hard to describe, but it’s definitely an orgasm.

Sometimes Scott says he’s gonna have my prostate and nipples removed, but he’s just kidding around. He’s happy with what he’s done to me.

Q: So are you glad Scott had you nullified?

M: Well, I wouldn’t say I’m glad. If I could, I’d like to have my cock and balls back. But I know that I’m a nullo forever. So I’m making the best of it.

this is my greatest ffear actually

GrrrlSweatshirt
Jun 2, 2012
footprints from mice, posting is nice. tracks from a hog, get in the bog

redshirt
Aug 11, 2007

Reporting for shovel mission Sir.
*adds to spreadsheet

Minimum Syntaxing
Oct 29, 2008

He looks white, but he's the son of a black man!
Insects, ripping a fingernail, throwing up, having the shits, headaches, loneliness, accidentally dropping something important and breaking it, public humiliation, hopelessness, dying in a stupid way, leaving my house, not leaving my house, finding it hard to fall asleep, stupid drawers that don't want to come out or push in evenly, looking around to make sure nobodies around so that I can fart in peace but poo poo there was a little kid right behind me, someone seeing me losing my poo poo over a video game, losing weight and my clothes being just barely too big as to look goofy, responsibility, being rude, having to eat some gross food someone made so as not to be rude, clogging someone's toilet, fevers, and being self absorbed.

a whole buncha crows
May 8, 2003

WHEN WE DON'T KNOW WHO TO HATE, WE HATE OURSELVES.-SA USER NATION (AKA ME!)
the cold

redshirt
Aug 11, 2007

Reporting for shovel mission Sir.
Also, if you could reveal your most consistently recurring nightmare.

Darkman Fanpage
Jul 4, 2012

GrrrlSweatshirt posted:

footprints from mice, posting is nice. tracks from a hog, get in the bog

ill think on this

The Dennis System
Aug 4, 2014

Nothing in Jurassic World is natural, we have always filled gaps in the genome with the DNA of other animals. And if the genetic code was pure, many of them would look quite different. But you didn't ask for reality, you asked for more teeth.
Being kidnapped and then tortured every day for decades in some sort of dungeon and then killed.

a whole buncha crows
May 8, 2003

WHEN WE DON'T KNOW WHO TO HATE, WE HATE OURSELVES.-SA USER NATION (AKA ME!)
i fear jews but i love curb your enthusiasm

the world is so confusing

a whole buncha crows
May 8, 2003

WHEN WE DON'T KNOW WHO TO HATE, WE HATE OURSELVES.-SA USER NATION (AKA ME!)
Doobie doo bee doobie doo

Tujague
May 8, 2007

by LadyAmbien

The Dennis System posted:

Being kidnapped and then tortured every day for decades in some sort of dungeon and then killed.

:911:

I.C.
Jun 10, 2008

jolio
e: I meant death, sorry. Death.

I.C. fucked around with this message at 02:52 on Dec 22, 2014

Internet Kraken
Apr 24, 2010

slightly amused
Vore

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spacemang_spliff
Nov 29, 2014

wide pickle
getting a boner at a public pool

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