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, a fantastic artist who also painted the cover art for this story. PeckishBeak, or Midnight, over on FurAffinity also wrote a good portion of this and helped keep me in track, and I could not have finished it without his help.

Miss Juicierre is about to get married to LD, her *virile* stallion lover, but before they tie the know she wants to take him to visit Dr. Velvette, to learn what she can do to maximize her husband's potency.

Doctor Velvette can't help but to show Miss Juicierre some of the fun things you can do with a stallion's big, heavy, full balls. :)

WARNING: The stallion in this story is a sentient quadraped, LostDragon's OC gypsy vanner. If you are uncomfortable with the idea of sexual relations between an anthro and a sentient quadraped, this story is not for you. It also involves cunnilingus, dubious-consent, oh and of course castration. :D )", "writing": "\"Come along, right this way,\" Dr. Velvette said, with a swish of her long, silky black tail. She pushed through the double hinged doors, into the patient receiving room, his rubber-shod hooves thumping with a pleasant, heavy sound as she went.\n\nMiss Juicierre followed eagerly, heart in her throat as she tried to remind herself to keep her cool and not look like an eager teenager. Ever since she’d first met this stallion, experienced the way he made her body feel, and felt his strong muscles easily picking her up and holding her close she’d been able to think of nothing else. She may not have been that familiar with male anatomy, having lived a rather sheltered childhood, but she was determined that she was going to rock his world whenever she had the chance. To that end, she had looked up the doctor she was now following in the hopes of making sure the first time they indulged in each other it would be a world-shaking experience for both of them. Being a virgin wasn’t going to dissuade her from striving to make her personal mountain of masculinity climax with all the ferocity he could manage.\n\n\t\"Now, you and your betrothed, you are both... virgins?\" the older mare said, examining a small computer pad in her hands. \"It says here you are looking to help maximize his fertility, do you have concerns about your husband's, ahh, masculinity, down there?\" she asked, raising one eyebrow as she shoulder-pushed into the waiting room. The sliding door that leads outside was just finishing closing, and the large piebald stallion that was Miss Juicierre's betrothed was nosing about at a plate of sugar cubes on one of the nearby counters.\n\n\t\"Well, I am a virgin,\" Miss Juicierre blushed, moving to stroke along the shoulder of her beloved. \"But I believe that LD may have had *some* former mates, which is to be expected!\" she quickly assured the doctor. \"I just want to know, you know, what *I* can do to help make sure that he's... maximally fertile.\" \n\n\t\"Oh, I see,\" Dr. Velvette said, \"Well that's completely normal.\" Her eyes twinkled at the stallion, who looked away, avoiding eye contact, \"And I am more than happy to help you achieve maximum fertility with such a handsome stallion. There are some very simple, easy, safe techniques that you can do at home that I would be happy to show you, while I'm giving your fiance a husband. First, though, I'll need your help in helping him into the examination booth.\"\n\n\tThe examination booth was a large wooden crib, of sorts, with one wall open to allow a stallion to walk inside. There is a wooden bench at the far end, and a soft, warm hand on the stallion's haunch encouraged him to step forward, carefully laying his chest down on top of the wooden bench, which was at about the right height to be quite comfortable. In front of him, a large video display showed the logo of the veterinary clinic, which was of a large heart, rotating slowly in place.\n\n\n\t\"Oh, he seems to be quite healthy,\" Dr. Velvette said, handing Miss Juicierre a pair of blue, thick nitrile gloves to pull on. \"But we are going to be very thorough in examining him, just to be sure.\"\n\n\t\"Yes, doctor, of course,\" Miss Juicierre said, the gloves snapping around her wrist and making the horse's rump twitch. \"But why do you have him laying on the bench?\"\n\n\n\t\"It keeps him calm. Some stallions like to buck around, the young ones and the ones who are worried about impressing their ladies,\" the kindly doctor explained, rubbing along the stallion's haunch, \"We won't have to worry about that with him. I would like to spread his legs though, just so that we can examine him fully in a way that's comfortable for both of us. You don't mind spreading your legs for us, do you LD?\" she chuckled, giving that muscular rump a playful slap. \n\n\tLD mumbled something indiscernible, but shifted his weight to the right, lifting and sliding his left leg to the left, lifting it up and resting it on to a wooden slot that is at just the right height for him to rest it on. \n\n\tThis left the stallion's thighs wide spread, revealing his groin to the two female equines. \n\n\tDr. Velvette looked to Miss Juicierre, who was staring at her fiance's dangling testicles, her mouth open and her expression somewhere between intrigued and terrified. \n\n\t\"He is... *quite* large, isn't he? I am sure he will be very satisfied in that regard.\" Dr. Velvette reached up, and gently cupped under the stallion's scrotum with her cool blue glove, rubbing her palm along the underside of the protective bag. \"Go on, dear, come and feel up LD's scrotum.\"\n\n\tThe horse's dark haunches shifted as he was handled so openly, the testicles that filled that scrotum bulging and tightening upwards at the first touch. It was a magnificent scrotum, of course, a gleaming shining bag with a thick mohawk of dark, oily fur lining down the middle of it, separating the two testicles from each other visually. His shaft was already peeking out from the soft-furred black sheath that normally held out, one broad scalloped glans pressing out into the open at the first hint of being handled by the attractive women.\n\n\tMiss Juicierre reached forward, glancing up to see LD looking back at her with a knowing glint in his eye and a smirk pulling up at his lips. \"Are you sure, I mean, amn't I supposed to wait until my wedding night?\" she breathed, feeling her breath catching in her throat.\n\n\tDr. Velvette casually took Miss Juicierre's wrist, and lifted it up, pulling it into the bulk of LD's right testicle. It was so much... wider than she had expected it to feel. And warm! And.. heavy, so very heavy. It was as dense as a rock, a smooth rock inside that muscular bag. \n\t\"There you go, that's his testicle in there. That's where all of his seed is created, the seed that he's going to use to keep you full of wonderful squirming foals.\"\n\n\t\"Oh, my,\" she said, reverently, as she cupped against it with her other hand. \"It's so... I mean I don't know, is this normal for a stallion to have such large...?\"\n\n\tThe stallion's shaft pushed further from his sheath as LD heard his beloved commenting on his endowments, just like many others had in the past. \n\n\tThe doctor nodded and smiled, \"Well, I believe LD may have larger testicles than most, but gypsy vanners are rather infamous for being, well, endowed, you could say. And for using their endowments to their advantage.\" Her voice resonated with a personal bemusement, as she gently rolled her own paws against the stallion's left testicle, rubbing at it through the thick scrotum. She paused, and then squeezed along both sides of his testicle, careful not to press against the bulges that run along the back of it, facing the two mares, but squeezing the flesh of his testicle itself. \"Oh, my, and so firm, as well. It seems that your fiance is saving up for you. When did you say your wedding night was going to be?\"\n\n\t\"It's this weekend, just three days away,\" Miss J replied, watching as Dr. Velvette squeezed down on LD's testicle. She moved her hands to mirror the doctor's, and squeezed down as well, biting her lip. \"Is this how we make sure that he's fertile?\"\n\n\tLD nickered in surprise up ahead of them as the two mares squeezed his testicles, and Dr. Velvette chuckled. \n\n\t\"No, no, I was just checking to see what kind of a response we were going to get. Some stallions are, well, they are pathetically weak, and can't handle even a LITTLE squeeze against their balls, but it seems that LD is quite strong, quite capable, aren't you LD?\"\n\n\tLD muttered something again, something that Miss J couldn't understand, but Dr. V smiled anyways. \"Here, I'll give you something to pay attention to, other than that ache in your poor, full balls.\" She winked to Miss J, and gestured to LD's shaft, which had dropped considerably and hung down like a long sleeping snake. \"Don't worry, his balls are Very touch. You can squeeze as hard as you want and you won't be able to hurt them, but, I am going to show you what the different parts of them are, and what you can do to stimulate them correctly.\"\n\n\tDr. V pressed a button, and the screen in front of LD flicked on, to a slide show of a series of naked mares, all of them lasciviously posed, baring themselves to the camera, and to LD. They were wet, their pussies gleaming with excitement, and the stallion found himself more than happy to stare at them and think about what they might taste like. \n\n\n\n\"Now, the first thing I'll tell you about is the vas deferens, and the spermatic tube. This is the part of his body that carries all those sperms up to his prostate, so that he can pump you full of baby batter. Slide your hand up along his sack, like this,\" Dr. V instructed, fingertips sliding up along the gleaming black pouch, up to the top of the neck, \"And you can pinch and feel around until you feel the 'ropes' that connect his testicles to his body.\"\n\nFollowing the doctor’s directions, heart leaping a little as she’s physically exploring these most essential parts of a stallion’s body for the first time, she moves from his testicles for a moment to run her fingers over the cords she can feel through his thick scrotum skin. As soon as she gets them isolated and she’s sure she’s found what she’s supposed to, she squeezes harder, trying to see if they’re just soft and squishy or if they’ll resist her pressure, curious to see what they feel like. As she presses she can feel what seems to be the hidden structure underneath flattening easily and bunching up on either side of her thumbs and fingers, her betrothed making a soft whinny of discomfort right before she hears a soft squish noise from inside of his sack, almost like a crunch in a way. It reminds her of the feeling of squeezing the cartilage in her ears, and she giggles and moves her fingers up, squishing hard as she goes to make that funny noise more, and noticing as she does that it seems like those sperm cords are swelling a little from her attention. Maybe this would make it easier for them to deliver his seed?\n\n“That little crunching kind of squishing noise they make? Does that mean I’m doing this right?”\n\nDr. V licked her lips, pausing, and there is a moment where the room is silent, except for the sound of their breathing, and the sudden whinny of a video clip of a mare squirting in orgasm up at the front, where LD is watching.\n\n\"Yes, that definitely means you're doing it right. Those cords can get tight and crusty if we don't massage them sometimes, not too often or they'll get sore mind you, but once in a while, absolutely. However, it will feel better for him, and make him more aroused, if you do it slightly differently. You started from the bottom, and worked your way up, right? But if you start from the top, like this...\"\n\n\tDr. V placed her right paw around the neck of LD's scrotum, just above her left scrotum, and pulled down firmly. The large egg seemed to resist, but she pulled down anyways, stretching the cords taut and forcing that egg lower in it's sac. It bulged out below her hand, like a ripe grapefruit, ready for plucking. Both mares watched as the stallion's cock throbbed, swaying upwards halfway to his belly, the glans plumping with pleasure. \n\n\"Eyes up here, dear,\" Dr. V reminded Miss J, and they both smiled at each other before looking back to his scrotum. Dr V had succinctly captured the bulk of the stallion's spermatic cords between her finger and thumb. \n\n\n\"There is also a vein that is pushing blood in and pulling blood out of his testicle, and we don't want to mess with that TOO much. Restricting blood flow can make a stallion feel like he has 'blue balls', making him think he needs to get off right away. Now, that's *fine* to make your stallion wait, of course, dear, he is after all a strong male and can handle a bit of waiting,\" she chuckles. \"And I think that maybe you don't mind the idea of making him wait, do you? Well, that's completely healthy in a marriage. It's all a game of give and take. But what you want to do is to feel this spermatic cord between your finger tips, and squeeze down about as hard as you would on a corn kernel, okay? Just enough that you feel it crinkle in your fingers. Then just pull smoothly down, like this.\"\n\nShe does so, firmly squeegeeing the cord between her finger tips and flattening it entirely between her fingers. The fluids that rested inside were forced downwards as she flattens it, and she smiles as she feels the tissue crackling as it ruptures on either side, like an old worn out straw. \"Feel all the way down,\" she said, as she casually crushed the horse's vas deferens, \"but you want to stop when you get to the epididymis, which is the big fluffy tubey thing that's about halfway down the back of his nutsack. You can see it clearly pushing out against his scrotum. Now, the more 'backed up' a stallion gets, the more pronounced that gets. How backed up do you think he is, right now, looking at that? Feel free to rub against it, if you'd like.\"\n\nPressing her fingers where she’s told, her eyes go wide and her mouth opens a little as she can feel that that ridge that she had noticed before and thought she’d have to look for has now grown. Dramatically. She feels like she’s squeezing a long, thin water balloon stuck onto the side of his testicle, and in the quiet between the sounds of the mares in the video LD is watching like nothing else in the world exists, she can hear a quiet swishing sound as she leans in close to look at what she’s doing in more detail. Little does she know the doctor’s actions have been purposefully aimed at making this happen, and she’s succeeded with flying colors as befits one of her experience.\n\n“Oh my goodness, he feels VERY backed up! Would this make it harder for him to…you know…cum?” She can’t suppress a blush and a nervous giggle as she says the word and imagines her insides getting absolutely hosed down by how much is clearly in these enormous balls.\n\nThe Doctor gently wraps her palm and fingers around the left testicle's epidydimus as well. \"Yes, these are VERY pronounced, more than I've seen.What you are holding there is the culmination of your fiance's efforts to store up seed for you.\" She gently massaged against it, stroking fingers along the edges of the ridges and gently pushing together to 'massage' lightly against the cords. \"You can think of it as a sort of bubble that gets larger as it gets filled with your seed, and when he unloads that seed inside of you, the bubble-\"\n\n\n\n\"Pops?\" Miss J said, excitedly, and moving both of her hands together, holding the ridge between her fingers, she clenched down around it. The 'bubble' did indeed pop, as the pressure of all that fingers made the firm, resilient flesh balloon up between her digits, a series of squishing, squelching sounds heard as the entire body of the epididymis yielded to the inexperienced mare's affections. She felt the tissue rupture and separate, soft wet sounds of some kind of thick fluid squirching out around the clasp of her fingers.\n\n\"Well, I was going to say that it deflates, but I suppose popping is another way to describe it,\" the doctor said, her ears and cheeks darkening with a low blush as she watched Miss J casually destroy the stallion's cum-tube. \"Uh, would you mind if we switched? I'd like to examine him, to see how much of him you just 'popped'.\"\n\nMiss J nodded, shifting over and exchanging places with the doctor as the mare shifted to the other side. LD shifted, hips swaying left and right, lifting his foot from the pedestal and grunting in annoyance. \n\n\"Oh, be quiet, she's just learning more about how your balls work, you can handle a little rough treatment, can't you?\" Dr. V scolded, and the horse flicked his tail in annoyance. \n\n\"I didn't hurt him, did I?\" Miss J said, cupping her hand over her mouth in fear.\n\n\"No, no, see, look at that-\" Dr. V gestured to LD's erection, which swayed with the shifting of his hips, a prominent vein now bulging down the side of it. \"It may feel a little painful to his mind, but his body is enjoying it immensely. He has two very sturdy testicles, and it's completely okay if you accidentally popped one of-\"\n\nSQUELCH.\n\nDr. V paused, glancing from where she had been gently caressing the stallion's wounded right testicle, to the left testicle, where Miss J's hands were firmly clutched around the remains of that epididymis as well. She had left a little bit of space between them when she clutched down, and most of the tissue that she crushed had ended up being forced into that middle gap, bulging it outwards spectacularly, before it had yielded, filling a 'bubble' of the scrotum with it's ruined goop.\n\n\"Ooops,\" Miss J said, her cheeks flushed and hot, as she stared at Dr. V. Her expression of shock and surprise faltered, though, her lips turning up into a smirk and her eyes glazing with lust. \"I think I may have gone a little too far.\"\n\n\"Oh.\" Dr. V said, ignoring the horse's cock as it *throbbed* upwards, swinging through the air. With the horse's chest lifted up on the wooden bench as it was, it was not able to smack against the equine's belly, and it fell back down, seething and throbbing. \"I see. Well, you know.. mistakes *do* happen. It's certainly not something you should blame yourself for.\" \n\tDr. V noticed the younger mare's fingers moving, eyes widening as the younger one's thumbs moved towards that 'bubble' of mushed epididymis, pushing slowly into either side of it.\n\n\"Oh, good, I would *hate* to think I did something that would hurt my beloved. It just means so much to me,\" Miss J explained, watching the doctor as the doctor watched her slowly compressing that bubble, like a pimple, \"to know that he's going to fill me full of his fertile ~seed~.\"\n\nShe pushed her thumbs together with that past part, and the bubble split down the middle, the scrotum itself rupturing as a pressurized squirt of mushed seed and tissue splattered out and across Miss Juicierre's ample bosom. \n\nBoth mares gasped.\n\nThey looked down, at the pinkish, creamy splat of seed that squirted out onto the younger mare's chest, staining into her shirt and tickling down into her cleavage. \n\n\"Yes... of course, I understand your concerns,\" Dr. Velvette replied, clearing her throat. \"After all, we are here to take care of your husband's virility, are we not?\" She wrapped her hands around Miss J's own, giving them a reassuring squeeze, and giving her a wink as well. \"We want to leave absolutely no... doubts about his capability of filling you full of his foals, right?\"\n\n\"Yes, doctor, we are on the same page. I want to know everything about his balls, everything that makes them tick. They're so.. wonderful. I'm enjoying this so much,\" Miss J replied, her voice husky.\n\n\"Well... if you would like to know everything about his balls, then, I imagine, we will have to take a much closer look at them, won't we?\"\n\n\tDr. V rubbed her gloved fingers along Miss J's, gently helping to pull the younger mare's hands apart. When she did, Dr. V pressed two finger tips carefully into the hole that the pop had made in the scrotum, and then curled them, and pulled her fingers apart.\n\nThere was a soft rending sound, as the small rupture in the equine's scrotum spread, tearing upwards and downwards, the scrotum peeling apart like the curtains of a stage. \n\nTender pink flesh was revealed, the broad pink flesh of the healthy testicle lined with blue squiggles just under the skin. The ruined epididymis hang down like a veil over the naked testicle, oozing fluids out of itself to drool and dribble down along the gleaming testicle. \n\n\n\n\"You see, even with the bubble popped, the testicle is *still* producing, still pumping up it's warm, fresh seed to help him be a magnificent father,\" Dr. V said, her voice hushed, as if the testicle might hear her if she talked too loudly. She pulled her fingers further apart, spreading the opening even wider. \"Now, reach in and cup underneath it, and carefully pull it out into the open so we can examine it more fully.\"\n\n\"Okay,\" Miss J said, briefly making a face at the idea. \"I'm glad I'm wearing gloves, though, it looks... slimy.\"\n\n\"Well, yes, it is kept very slick and wet because that allows it to create the most seed possible. We will need to be sure not to let it dry out in the open for too long, as the scrotum is a protective shroud that keeps it safe, warm, and nurtured.\"\n\nMiss J reached into the opening that Dr. V had created, both of her hands sliding in as she tried to grasp hold of the slimy testicle. \"It's, uh, it's really slippery.\" She squeezed, feeling it slide out of her grasp, then tried to grab the other side and grasp it that way. It twisted around, as she groped at it, and then twisted again. \n\nDr. Velvette helped, moving to hold LD's scrotum in her own hands, the warm pressure pushing against the stallion's soap-slippery other orb through the leathery, hairy scrotum. \"Here, I'll hold this one so that you can grab that one.\" LD's testicle twitched in her grip, and the pulled down on it, making the stallion's haunches twitch. She watched Miss J's fingers moving under the scrotum, as she tried to squeeze a grip around the ooze-slickened nut, but the orb was just too slippery.\n\n\"You are trying to grab the outside of the testicle, with your finger tips.\" Doctor V said. \"But, see how I'm holding it? I'm holding with my palms, squeezing them together. That's the easiest way to hold balls. Fingertips will just slip off.\" \n\nMiss J grumbled, clearly frustrated by how hard it was to grasp the slippery nut.\n\n\"Okay, don't get upset, you're just learning. Use your palms to gently twist his testicle around. This is called torsion, and you don't want to do it TOO much, but a little bit will help 'tighten' up the testicle, to make it easier to grip. There you go, see, do you feel how it's lifting up? There's a lot of very delicate veins, arteries, nerves that are all clustered there at the top of his testicle. When you twist it, you twist those from 'threads' into a 'rope', which keeps the testicle in one place.\"\n\nMiss Juicierre carefully rolled the testicle around, so that the epididymis shifted around to face away from Doctor Velvette, and then twisted it again, until the deflated ridge appeared back on the front again. \n\n\"Oh! I can ... it worked I can grasp it now!\" Miss J said, excitedly, as her fingers clamped around the horse's twisted testicle. \n\t\"Now, testicles can handle a little bit of twisting,\" the doctor explained, \"But if they twist too much, they can have the blood flow to them reduced - and what do we know about reduced blood flow?\" She gently reminded the younger mare.\n\nThey both looked to the stallion's cock, which was throbbing, trying to slap upwards, drooling it's slick precum along the floor, then giggled at each other. \n\n\"It makes his balls ache, and it makes him want to cum even more, right?\" Miss J said, as she carefully brought the swollen bottom of the horse's testicle up to the hole. The shattered remnants of the epididymis hung down over the nodule there, and Miss J carefully twisted the testicle as she pulled it out through the hole. Dr. V could see the cords, tautly defined by the scrotum up above, twisting over themselves into a knot as the mischievous bride-to-be rotated the testicle carefully through the too-small hole.\n\n\"Now, why are you twisting it now?\" the Doctor said, not trying to stop the bride-to-be, but curious as to her reasoning. \"If you twist it too far, you could cause some damage to the veins, which would restrict blood flow to his testicles, reducing his fertility.\"\n\n\"Maybe some other stallion,\" Miss J rationalized, as she wrenched her hands, twisting the testicle around one half turn. \"But not MY husband, he's the most virile stallion in the world, and his cords can take a little pulling and pinching!\" She grunted, pulling, and the testicle 'birthed' through the hole, slipping loose from Juicierre's grasp, the slimy organ dropping down to the end of it's well-stretched cords, bouncing, and untwisting itself.\n\nLD grunted, stomping a hoof at the sudden surprising jolt, lifting his head and looking back at the two mares, and Miss J gasped, clapping her hands in surprise around the aching testicle. Dr. V looked up, catching LD's gaze and giving him the \"It's okay!\" symbol with her fingers. She didn't notice as Miss J grasped the naked testicle, but she heard the younger mare gasp in lust as she *felt* the weight of her betrothed's left nut, filling her palms, warm and succulent and full of potency. \n\nLD frowned at Dr. Velvette, but, apparently the caresses of the younger mare against his testicle made up for the shock of his ball being yanked and dropped and twisted. He resumed watching his video, watching as two mares licked deeply into each other's seeping pussies, stomping a hoof with impatience. \"Perhaps,\" he said loudly, \"you two would be nice enough to help me unload? All of this fucking around with my boys has put me in quite the mood.\"\n\nBoth women laughed in response, \"I'm afraid not, handsome. I can tell you're aching for a fun time, but you aren't getting off until your wedding night, like a true stallion. Don't tell me you can't hold on for another half hour of being examined, without spurting, can you?\" Dr. Velvette teased, the horse's cock throbbing demandingly in response. The precum it was leaking was pearlescent, and the doctor could see hairline curls of red, and flecks of something else, suspended in the clear goop. He was quite, quite pent up. It was really quite a shame. Or at least, it would be if they weren't enjoying themselves so much.\n\"Fine,\" the stallion huffed, \"But if one of you were to 'accidentally' get your mouth around my dick, I wouldn't complain.\"\n\nMiss J looked at the doctor, her eyes wide. \"One of you?\" She quoted, her brow furrowing. \"Like, it doesn't matter *which* of us?\"\n\nDr. V chuckled, shaking his head, as she reached towards where Miss J's hands clutched the stallion's testicle. \"I'm sure he didn't mean it that way.\"\n\nMiss J frowned, reaching up and grabbing at the stallion's right testicle. Her fingers dug into the leathery scrotum, and the testicle slid up, out of her grasp and towards his groin. \n\nThe horse's entire scrotum contracted, pulling up tightly. The hole on the left side spread open as the muscles pulling against it stretched it away from itself. On the right side, the testicle embedded itself up into the stallion's groin, halfway, becoming a large, swollen lump nestled almost against LD's inner thigh. \n\n\"What the... hey, no fair, I'm not done with that.\"\n\nMiss J cupped against the bag, pushing and rubbing against it. \"Oh, that's weird, the scrotum feels like... oh, gross!\"\n\nAs the two mares watched, a thick, syrupy goop that had collected in the bottom of the ballsack poured out through the hole on the left side of the scrotum, drooling down along the twisted cords and glazing over the testicle itself. It ended up splattered on the floor, half a cup's worth drooling and oozing out of the torn scrotum.\n\n\"What's *that*?\" Miss J said, pointing down to the cool warm fluid, which was a thick, pearlescent silver and white.\n\n\"That's the stud batter that his testicle made, that wasn't able to move into the 'bubble' that you popped earlier. It just oozed out of the epididymus, over the testicle, and into the bottom of the scrotum. Goodness, that's so much! That's as much there as a normal male would make in a day - and all in half an hour. Look,\" the doctor gestured to the testicle she was holding, and as Miss J stared, a bubble of cream slowly oozed out of the nodule on the bottom of the testicle, into the open air where the epididymis would have been, and dripped with a splat to the floor. \"That was a million possible babies that you could have had.\"\n\n\"I see,\" Miss Juicierre said, rubbing up against the tightly contracted scrotum, against the underside of the testicle that was still lodged up inside LD's groin. \"So it's going to continue making more sperms? Out of reach?\"\n\nAnother drool of syrupy testicular fluid oozed out of the hole, and Miss J caught it in the palm of her glove, scrutinizing it. \"And what are the little white things in it?\"\n\"Well, that's primarily sperm, but there's no way you can actually see it,\" Dr. Velvette said. She chuckled, leaning forward and peering at Miss J's hand, the testicle in her own hands throbbing with insistent need, achingly full. \"Oh my...\"\n\nShe could see the small, tiny dots of LD's swimmers, valiantly working their way through the muck of protective fluid that they were encased in. Dr. V felt her fingers tighten subtly around hte double palmful of LD's testicle, the warm nugget twitching at the pressure.\n\n\"I can't believe it... you can actually see them? But that's... his sperm must be huge. His testicles are creating larger sperms then normal males? But, that's a level of virility, I've never seen before...\"\n\nA proud harrumph came from the front of the stall, and LD's tail swished smugly across their brows.\n\n\"So, sweetie,\" Dr. V said, \"the reason that his testicle is... retracted like that, is because his body is saying it *needs* release. Now, obviously, there's no way he can get off right now, not without us touching and playing with his penis, which would be completely unprofessional.\"\n\n\"Yes, of course Doctor Velvette,\" Miss J said, watching as the doctor slowly massaged the bulging gleaming testicle in her palms.\n\n\"But if you were to go up front, and let him pleasure you for a while, that might distract him enough that his body relaxes, and then I'll make sure that you can get a full examination of him afterwards. In fact, if you press the button on the side of the monitor up there, you can even watch as I, ahh... evaluate your fiance's masculinity. You know, I just need to make sure that his testicles can handle a bit of rough handling in the bedroom.\"\n\nAs Dr. V said this, her thumbs pressed down, into the shiny, smooth, firm surface of LD's left testicle, between the squiggly blue lines of the stallion's veins. There as a soft crackling sound, the tightly compacted flesh inside crushing into a juicy paste under her fingers. As she stroked the testicle, there was an obvious 'dent' where her fingers had pushed in, a dent that slowly refilled. The vet's fingers were very practiced, and firm, as she carefully crushed another small parcel of the stallion's heritage. \"I'll make sure that his balls are nice and bloated and full for you when you get back.\"\n\nMiss J clearly didn't want to miss the chance to do such terrible, wonderful things to the other testicle, but she could not quite pull the gonad free from the horse's groin. She hemmed.\n\n\"But isn't that sex?\"\n\n\"No, of course not, his penis will not be anywhere near you. Just his tongue. Now go.\"\n\nLD was twisting his head back and forth, ears back, clearly unhappy about whatever was happening back between his legs, when he felt a warm paw caress the back of his ear. \n\n\"Hey, I'm sorry sweetie, I accidentally pinched your testicle.\"\n\n\"You PINCHED it?! It feels like you stomped on it!\" He complained, and Miss J stifled a moan at the thought of her hoof, crushing his large testicles into oatmeal.\n\n\"N-no, of course I didn't do that, silly, you know I couldn't even get my foot up that high...\" She moved to sit in front of him, lifting up the front of her dress. \"But I know that hurt you. Your big balls are so sensitive! I know that now. So, um...\" she spread her legs, offering herself up to him.\n\n\tThe big gypsy vanner might have still been feeling some pretty strong discomfort from his hidden gonads, and still been frustrated at what felt like being teased for so long on top of that, but his mind started to lose its focus on such petty inconveniences as his betrothed calmly planted herself in front of him, hiked up her skirt, and pulled her panties to the side. Even before the fabric had moved he could see her bush poking out the sides, but as soon as she pulled them aside those black hairs revealed thick, meaty folds of leathery black flesh that ran all the way back to her oversized equine pucker. All the manipulation of her future husband’s prized foal-makers had been making her more and more excited as the “examination” had worn on, a feeling of butterflies in her stomach to match the pounding of her heart as she felt her own crotch start to get wetter than she could ever remember. It had been wet before, ESPECIALLY when beholding the picturesque physique of her stallion, but to go with her soaked crotch those parts that she had never really messed with much aside from rinsing them when she bathed were tingling and felt warmer than she could ever remember them feeling.\n\n\tDoctor Velvette was not wasting any time. As soon as Juicierre had stepped away from her operating space, the doctor's gloves had seized a hold of the dangling, exposed left testicle. It no doubt ached even more as it cooled in the open air, excised from the protection that the stallion's hair scrotum protected it. The right testicle twitched, embedded into the stallion's groin, and Doctor Velvette traced her thumbs back along the smooth, pristine curves of the stallion's healthy testicle. She felt for the indentations she had pushed into the tissue, a minute or so earlier, and ground her thumb tips down into those divots once more, feeling the testicle swell against her palm as the contents within it were compressed inwards.\n\nFor LD, who had been watching videos of delicious pussies parading in front of his face for all this time while his poor balls were so aggressively examined by his future wife and the doctor, to have the real thing revealed to him and right within reach of his mouth was a relief he didn’t even realize he needed, and it only took her first wink of her obviously engorged pink and black love button to break him out of his freeze and dart his head forward to mash his tongue against it.\n\nSomething happened. The room faded, the hands on his precious maleness faded, the video in the background and all of the sounds it made and anything else in the room all left his mind as thought itself disappeared and was replaced with something far more animal. That first press of tongue to clitoris, the rich flavor of fertile mare spreading across his tongue like a tsunami as she drooled out her passion, the feeling of wet clenching folds pressing in around his tongue caused a change in him. As his focus narrowed to the soaked and ready mareparts in front of him, his heartbeat slowed and deepened to the loud thumps of highest arousal, the chain reaction that began in his brain running down his body in a wave to bring his pussy-destroying tower of stallion meat slapping upward against his belly, a sudden rush of clear and sticky pre jetting out of his flared tip. His prostate kicked into overdrive, biological imperative guiding it to prepare a truly titanic load and ensure this mare whose pussy his face was buried in would be well and truly pregnant when his titanic dick was done pounding her into delirious submission. Even his upraised pucker quivered as all his pelvic muscles clenched in unison, readying themselves to propel his breeding juice into that fertile and ready cavern deep within her body, hamstrings tensing as if getting ready to help him thrust even harder and deeper than his abdominal muscles could achieve on their own.\n\nHe didn’t bother being delicate, flailing his tongue up and down that black cleft to reveal glimpses of the hot red within and let slip rivulets of her juices, heart delighting in the noises she made and the aches of his masculinity almost forgotten as he felt her muscles clench and press against his tongue, her clitoris poking out to slap his chin over and over as he pushed his tongue deep into her tunnel before pulling it out to flick it back and forth over that swollen bud.\n\nHis tail twitched as the combination of sensation mingled in his mind. His mind told him to be wary, that his testicle was being crushed,kneaded over by a mare's powerful grip, but his penis told him that he needed to dig deeper, lose himself in the pleasure of lapping at his bride's pussy. She had been withholding of her sweet nectar for so long that he had been beginning to doubt whether she was hiding something, but as the doctor ground her fingers between two of the wriggly blue lines that crossed across his testicle, pulping the tissue inside from a solid gel into more of a soft, chunky paste, he knew that waiting for this moment had been worth every minute of blue balls he had suffered through.\n\nDoctor Velvette sighed, her mind tingling with lust as she slowly, systematically destroyed Lady Jucierre's stallion's left testicle. Already her efforts had borne fruit, as one lobe of his testicle was already softened, lumpy, the innards crushed, the thick outer shell soft and warped. She ground slowly along that edge, careful not to rupture the veins and arteries, but carefully, precisely digging her knuckle, her finger tips, down into the pulp of the stallion's nut itself. The delicious squelching, rupturing, pulping sounds could be heard only by her. \n\nFor Miss J, this was something she had only ever dreamed of, and her dreams were now being put to shame in a way that was leaving her own brain almost as blasted as that of the terrifying aroused stallion who was currently licking her as frantically as he could. The light tingling she had felt from her earlier arousal was replaced by a torrent of sensation that made her buck her hips, clench and unclench her hangs, and constantly squeal and moan. He was working her in a way she had no idea was possible before, every wink giving her an extra burst of almost-too-good pleasure that was making her body build toward something she’d never felt before, but she knew would be incredible.\n\nDoctor V could feel a tingling in her loins, her firm fingers crushing more and more of the testicle. Now that she had 'cracked' it's firmness, it was easy to use the soft part against the hard part, the tender innards easier and easier to scramble, the more of them she ruined. She was quite sure that this testicle was beyond salvaging, at this point, easily half of its innards were a chunky chowder of no use to anything except perhaps a stray, hungry dog. She clenched her thighs, feeling herself relaxing a tension from deep within as another, considerable section of the testicle came free inside the battered shell, being mulched into paste by her eager fingers.\n\n It felt like a pressure was building up in her mare parts, almost like she had to pee, but it was different. This didn’t feel like a bathroom trip as much as it did a pending explosion, and Lady Juicierre was forced to bite her lip and whimper as her breath started to come in pants and her heart pounded deep, slow thumps all while her stallion ate her out with gusto.\n\nThe doctor had been right. This was the perfect distraction for LD, and having already decided he loved her flavor and the feeling of pressing those fat lips apart with his tongue to slide over the slick heat of the insides of her pussy, muzzle occasionally nestling right up under her equine donut to let the full length of his tongue dig deep inside her to flick over her pee-hole and tickle the spot he could feel swelling within. He lapped at her insides frantically, like trying to save himself from dehydration after a trip through the desert. \n\nDoctor Velvette heard the wet homphing sound as the stallion pushed his snout aggressively down into the pussy of his fiance, and she felt the stallion's hips thrusting above her head, driving his powerful cock forward and into the air in front of him, cock flared and trying to fuck INTO something, desperate, needing to thrust through heat and flesh. \n\nShe mashed her fingers into the last remaining chunk of his testicle, the entire orb now a gelatinous blob, still filled with his seed, but all of the cream and meat crushed and mushed together into a slurry. She whinnied, just a quick gasping whicker of pleasure as her body climaxed, feeling that sundered testicle still hot and alive in her hands. \n\nLD mashed his tongue in, deeper, huffing hot breath against Juicierre's furry crotch in an effort to get deeper. His body screamed at him that he NEED To climax, that he needed to spit out his seed, right now, before it was too late, but he knew that was just the instincts of a stallion that was confronted with delicious pussy. He was in control of his body, and he would keep his load until their wedding night. Her pussy was going to feel so good, wrapped around his flesh, pulling out his heavy loads, and she would bear him so Many proud colds. He dug deeper, gulping down every bit of her moisture that was stuck on his tongue, right up until he was momentarily startled by a loud whinny.\n\nWith no further warning Miss J’s whole world collapsed into a brief technicolor static as every muscle in her pelvis contracted at once and her entire body lit up as one in response to such a vicious tonguing. LD gagged for a moment as the small hole his tongue had passed over earlier spread itself wide deep inside her and a slow trickle turned into a gushing explosion. Thick, musky mare juices blasted from that hidden swell deep inside and sprayed right at the back of his throat. Her stallion was forced to focus almost entirely on swallowing and catching breaths, to avoid being drowned in the crescendo of his betrothed’s climax. He caught up to the pace of her expulsion, swallowing it all, licking deep inside of her again to coax out more as she squealed and convulsed and finally, after every last bit of her sexual tension was spent, she collapsed bonelessly and just panted to try and get her breath back.\n\nWhile Doctor Velvette's pleasure had been less dramatic, it had been no less satisfying, and the older mare sighed, smiling satisfiedly at the crushed, ruined testicle in her palm. To Juicierre, Velvette mused, it probably looked fine, but the doctor's trained eye could see that the veins were no longer tightly crisscrossing across the testicular lobes; they were mangled up into the mess of pulped innards that once constituted the largest, most productive testicle she had ever come across.\n\nHer eyes moved from the shattered masculinity in her hand, to the stallion's remaining testicle, that hung jauntily down away from his groin, twitching up and down with the bob of the stallion's un-handled shaft. \n\nWell, almost the largest. \n\nDoctor Velvette moved back to that testicle, caressing along the length of shiny black scrotum that still protected it, that had pulled it up to safety inside the stallion's groin. She couldn't allow that to happen again, could she?\n\nShe scrunched her fingers into the loose scrotum, the way one would grasp the edges of a blanket. she pulled down, firmly, the scrotum stretching easily, like taffy, down away from his groin.\n\nUp to a point. And at that point, she pulled down firmer. The muscles of the stallion's groin were attached to his pelvis, up through his inguinal canal. The blueballs that LD must have been 'feeling must have been almost over whelming up to this point, but Doctor V knew that as lust-drunk as the stallion was, the ache and pleasure were swirling together to turn his mind into a soup of uncaring desire. More. She pulled down firmer, and felt soft stretching snapping sensations, from deep in the stallions groin, as the cremasters of his scrotum were detached, pulling free of their anchor points along the horse's powerful pelvis. She stroked her fingers along hte stallion's soft, buttery-slick ballsack, which would never, *ever* be able to pull itself tight in contraction again. Not, she rationalized, that he was ever going to *need* to. Climaxing is for stallions, after all.\n\nShe could hear Miss J returning from the front, the young mare's hooves shaky as she staggered her way back to the examination. She was impressed; she had thought that, having achieved completion, that the young mare would have no more interest in how the stallion's testicles worked. She smiled, realizing that the budding mare's interests in stallion sexuality were, perhaps, more than purely sexual.\n\nShe reached up through the slack scrotum's hole, where the left testicle had been pulled free, and gripped firmly against the nodule on the bottom of the remaining right testicle. She pinched it hard, as one might a nipple, feeling the nub collapse under the pressure, a dull spurt of cream and paste felt hitting her wrist. She ignored that, and used that pinch to pull the testicle to the left, and out through the hole.\nMiss Juicierre sat down next to Doctor V, just as that testicle was disgorged from inside the ruined scrotum. It looked huge, bigger than the one she had pulled out. \n\n\"Oh my, it's massive. Is this because...?\" She gestured to the stallion's throbbing cock, still straining, still hoping for something to pump into. LD was being patient, but he shifted his front hoof, wishing for the chance to get some privacy to finish himself off. \n\n\"Yes. He really enjoyed eating you out. Don't worry about *that* though,\" she said, referring to the straining erection. \"You can have as much as you want with it after your wedding.\"\n\n\"Even after...?\"\n\n\"Yes, even after all this. He has been doing what he does for so long, it wouldn't matter HOW full or empty his testicles are, he's going to be a stud regardless. He's just wired that way. He doesn't even *need* testicles for that. Of course, without these huge testicles, he couldn't get your pregnant, so we want to make sure we take GOOD care of them. Here, you take this one... just hold it in your hands, like a bowl of water. Yes, perfect. Now, I want you to examine it. Feel it's weight. It's warmth. It's potency. This is your husband's virility, and he's willing to share all of it with you. And please, as tempting as it might be, to squeeze it, don't squeeze it too hard.\" She winked to the young, flushed mare, as she stood up. \"I'm going to go get something to help your husband look his best, so you're on your own for a minute!\"\n\nMiss Juicierre waited until Doctor Velvette had turned her back, and then turned back to the testicle she held in her hand. Horses have two testicles, right? So there was no reason why she couldn't ruin *one* of them. It was *hers* after all, wasn't it? Since he was giving it to her? Almost as if on their own, her thumbs pressed in slightly. Her heart skipped a beat at the sight of that thin membrane sliding over the veiny flesh beneath, her fingers feeling as the complex innards still hidden from view shifted under the pressure. Breathing a little faster, she squeezed harder, literally hearing a soft squelch from it now as all the tiny little seminiferous tubules were smooshed to either side of her strangling digits. The vulnerable little twists and turns of those spaghetti-like strands that made all the sperm and the oh-so-vital testosterone that made him such a stud began to deform, then to rupture under the strain. \nShe shifted her grip, letting the testicle slide back and forth through the pressure and literally kneading those tubes until they started to fall apart, filling his testicle with a mush of sperm paste and mashed tubes, useless for impregnating her or any other female. She was so focused on her pressing, squeezing, and kneading that she was taken completely by surprise when a rent opened up in that outer membrane with a pop and concentrated sperm paste squirted out and slapped her in the face, making her squeal in shock.\n\nThe older mare returned at exactly that time, and Miss Juicierre could hear a snort of laughter from the doctor as she knelt down next to her. \"My, my, his testicles just can't HELP but be messy, can they?\" She clucked and reached up, wiping at the young mare's cheek with a surgical napkin, and shook her head. \"They're just so productive. All he wants is to fertilize you, and these have been evolved through thousands of years to do just that, as quickly as possible.\" She placed a box on the ground between the two mares, in the pool of congealing epididymic fluid that the scrotum had drooled out earlier. The little white specks that had been swimming around in that fluid were now still. \n\nMiss J watched, absently kneading the testicle in her hand, the firm, solid bulb getting softer and more malleable with each squeeze of her fingers. Unimaginable trauma that was ensuring the gland would never be able to create another single swimmer. \n\n\"I think you're going to like this. I don't pull it out very often, but it's one of the only ways I know to make a ~stud~ like your husband-to-be look even more like a stud.\"\n\nLD's hips rocked, his cock throbbing one last time, the flare harder even than it had been while he was eating out his pussy as the last chances of siring a child is crushed into paste by his fiance.\n\nDoctor V opened the box, revealing two exceptionally large silicone bulbs, each roughly the shape of an egg, though sculpted with ridges and squiggles along it. Doctor Velvette put a gloved finger to her lips, and then took one of the eggs from the box, and slowly, carefully, began to twist and push it into the hole that the two mares had torn in the stallion's scrotum. It was a very tight fit, and the doctor had to wedge half of it into the soft sack, and then grip the flaps of skin and pull it over the remaining, wider half of the egg, until flopped into the loose scrotum with a soft squishing sound.\n\nThe egg laid on it's side in the stallion's loose, hairy sack, looking like a stocking with a rock at hte bottom of it. \n\n\"I dunno,\" Miss J said, feeling another wet squirt of cream splash up around her thumb as she pushed in against the area that had ruptured earlier. \"It looks... weak.\"\n\n\"Well, just wait,\" the doctor said patiently, as she fitted the second false testicle into the sack as well. \"We would normally, you know, have them sized correctly, but these are the biggest ones we have, and... well, you can see. Perfect fit. They're for bulls.\"\n\nMiss Juicierre ahhed, her eyes widening as the second neuticle pushed in beside the first, pushing the first one up to a 'standing' position, the two 'balls' resting limply, and largely, at the bottom of the 'stallion''s scrotum. \n\n\"I've never seen anything so beautiful,\" Miss Juicierre said, as she reached for the loose sack, hefting the large, numb plastic eggs in her gloved hands. \"These look wonderful. I can't wait to cuddle and snuggle these huge nuts, every night. I want to show off just how much of a ~stallion~ my husband will be.\"\n\nLD knickered in pride, his cock slowly sagging down, but his buttocks clenching. His mind swirled with fantasies of nights of eating and fucking his wife. Their future would be glorious.\n\n\"Of course, we would have to make one small cosmetic change, to really finish this 'look', you know?\" The doctor lifted up the other thing she had brought, which was a pair of handles attached to two metal bars with teeth that fit together. She gave Miss J a wink, then pointed. \"Hold that in your hands,\" she instructed.\n\nMiss Juicierre blinked, curiously, and cupped the ruined blob of flesh that was LD's testicle. Even ruined, the ruptured epididymis continued to ooze a thick paste of masculine slime, which she flung away with her fingers. \n\nShe reclasped the testicle, watching as Doctor Velvette brought the mechanical contraption up to the cords that led down tot he large, heavy, soft egg she held in her hands. Even ruptured as it was, it was still warm, still 'alive', and so when the tool made that soft, peculiar crunching sound, she gasped. She watched the jaws of the device crush down into the tissues of the horse's spemardic cords, the tendons and nerves all twisted together. It bit down, and crushed through them, with the slick, wet, delicious crunch of a piece of bitten celery. It was crisp.\n\nThe cords came loose, and she felt the ~weight~ of her beloved's testicle, filling her hands and now ~hers~. It was no longer attached to him. He had no claim on it. She felt her thighs spasm in an echo of the pleasure she had felt not ten minutes earlier, and was about to say something, when she was interrupted.\n\nLD was climaxing. His cock was not fully erect, not even throbbing, but the stallion's hips thrust vigorously into the air, and the soft, rubbery hose that dangled nearly to the floor splashed thick gouts of rich, syrupy seed against the ground. The horse grunted, confusedly, not seeming to understand why his body was doing what it was doing, not realizing that despite the confusion of pain and pleasure, his body realized it had just lost half of it's ability to propagate and needed to fertilize, something, NOW. His body had no idea that it had been rendered sterile long before this point, that the remaining testicle had no viable seed left in it, it only knew that it needed to try.\n\"Oh my,\" Miss J stared, watching her fiance dump his load onto the floor of the doctor's office. The sheer volume of it was... spectacular, and she couldn't imagine, didn't *want* to imagine what feeling that happening inside of her would feel like.\n\n\"It happens every time,\" Doctor V said, flicking her wrist casually and ignoring the horse's shudders. \"It's a mechanical response, there's nothing to be done about it sadly. Here, I need you to pull down on this other one, so that we can finish this up.\" She seemed irritated by the expulsion, as if she had not wanted the gelding to have the pleasure.\n\nLD sagged, as Miss J put the severed testicle on the ground next to her, and cupped the second, last testicle. She was about to say something, but realizes as she stared at it, that despite all of the crushing and kneading she had did, that only about half of it looked 'pulped'. The squiggly lines on the right side of it, closest to the cords and the popped bubble, looked fine, the tissue looked quite healthy. \n\nThe testicle wasn't quite ruined. \t\t\tIt could be saved.\n\nShe looked up at her fiance, and at the proud, powerful dick that he promised to her and her alone, and at the virile mess of fluid he had just spurted onto the floor. It wasn't too late. He could be... repaired. Even if just half of his testicle was functional, it would be as much as most regular males.\n\nIt made sense to say something, to stop the doctor, as the Doctor Velvet carefully fitted the strange contraption around the cords of the testicle.\n\n\"Um, Doctor Velvette?\" she asked, softly, meekly.\n\n\"Yes, dear?\"\n\n\"Well, before you do that, do you think you could feel this.. just to make sure there's, uh, nothing wrong with it? I think that maybe it's...\"\n\nDr. V frowned, spotting immediately that the testicle was in fact only partially damaged. \"I see, well of course dear. Let me take it for a moment.\" The burdizzo was locked into place, and she left it dangle from LD's testicular cords, as she went to take the testicle from Miss J. \n\nMiss Juicierre let go of the testicle, and immediately reached up to the burdizzos, grasping each handle in her hands, and CLAMPED them together with all of her weight.\n\nThe sound of the flesh was more of a wet pulping sensation, instead of a crunching sound. The jaws crushed all of the flesh unevenly together, immediately crushing cords, veins and nerves into a paste that oozed and spurted out from the jaws of the burdizzo. The veterinarian gasped as she found herself holding the stallion's severed testicle, and Miss J looked at her with a mischievous grin.\nThe doctor sighed and shook her hear reprimandingly to the mare who giggled next to her. \"Now, Miss Jucierre, you can *not* go around doing that kind of thing, willy nilly.\" She held up the warm, severed testicle, keenly aware that each second it remained detached from LD, it's chances of being re-attached lessoned. It was something she should, as a doctor, be trying to avoid, but she so rarely had the chance to just enjoy the ending of a proud stallion's lineage.\n\n\"I'm sorry, Doctor Velvette. I guess I just didn't realize how.. ~easy~ it was.\" Miss Juicierre said. \"To think just a crimp of the fingers, and you can-\"\n\n\"Ahem,\" Doctor Velvette said, gesturing to the gelding standing next to them. She shook her head subtly, then gestured to the last thing she had brought over, a bag. \"Can you hand me the jar in that bag, please? It's to preserve the specimen we've collected.\"\n\nLady Juicierre looked to the glazing of seed that LD had drooled out over the matting. She took the jar out of the bag, a solid plastic jar about the size of a large container of peanut butter. She scrunched up her nose; the idea of taking a container of congealing semen back home with her was unappealing. Even if it meant saving the last chances that LD had of ever siring foals, she found the idea distasteful.\n\nDoctor Velvette unscrewed the cap, setting it aside. She secured the jar between her thighs, and positioned the testicle over the entrance, sliding it down inside. Only, it didn't fit. The broad, softened, bulgous testicle was too wide, too fat.\n\n\"I've never seen this before,\" the doctor murmured, feeling an excited rush flush up from her loins. \"It's simply too big to fit.\"\n\nShe gently twisted it, sliding it from side to side. It was clearly too wide to fit into the container, though.\n\n\"I think I know what to do,\" Miss Juicierre said, and reached for the wedged testicle with her hands.\n\"Miss J, please, this time especially, we must be *delicate*. There's no reason to ... do anything with this, now. Right?\" Doctor Velvette said, but allowed the novice to wrap her hands around the cooling masculine organ.\n\n\"Yes, of course,\" Miss J said, and she contemplated her options. She examined the jar, and the fat testicle, and then began to gently squeeze the testicle, about a half of an inch above the rim of the jar.\n\n\"Be careful!\" Doctor Velvette hissed, as those thick mare fingers pushed into the testicle, and the rounded, mishapen organ bulged out above them. Bubbles of creamy white oozed from the wound where the epididymis had once connected to the testicle. \n\n\"Just a little bit more,\" Lady J said, as she gripped down harder on the poor, tender organ.\n\nSQUELCH!\n\nThe testicle schlorped into the jar, sliding free of Miss J's fingers, thumping into the bottom with a heady THUD. The testicle pressed otu against the insides of the jar, swollen and barely conforming to the too-thin diameter, but, it was intact. Doctor Velvette clapped the lid of the jar over it, twisting and closing and sealing it. She held it up, amazed again at the weight of the meaty organ, and it's size.\n\n\"This jar is usually used to hold *two* of these, but LD over fills it with just one. It's just truly stunning,\" she admired. \n\n\"What about the other one, then?\" Miss J said, as she took the jar and shook it lightly, watching the heavy organ THUMP-THUMP back and forth from the lid to the bottom and back again.\n\n\"Well, it can't possibly fit in that one.. I'll have to dispose of it,\" Doctor Velvette lied.\n\n\"Ah. Well, I mean, that's fine, I don't really NEED either of them, but this will look nice, perhaps we can coat it in resin and I can use it in the bedroom?\" \n\nLD whickered next to them, sounding satisfied and exhausted. \n\n\"Yes, yes, dear, I'll take you home.\" Miss J winked to the good doctor. \"You dispose of the other one however you see fit. Do you think we need to come back for any further .... examinations?\"\n\nDoctor Velvette uncorked a small metal squeezable tube of glue, pasting the hole of the scrotum closed. With the flaps sealed, the flesh formed a \"C\" shape along the back of the left testicle. It had not been the most usual of examinations, but as she examined the gelding's stretched, saggy sack, rubbing the swollen orbs with her palms, she couldn't disagree with the results. \n\n\"I would like for you to have a wonderful marriage, and enjoy your honeymoon,\" the doctor replied. \"Go somewhere nice, and eat some exotic fruits, and partake of the locals. Bring me back a souvenir,\" she said, glancing meaningfully down to the jar.\n\nMiss J looked surprised, and then delighted, and then mischievous. \"Oh, yes, of *course* I will. This will be wonderful. Come along, LD, we still have some planning to do.\" \n\nThe two left the doctor's office, leaving Doctor Velvette with one pulped, ruined testicle of LD's in her care. She checked her schedule - she had the rest of the morning off.\nShe bit her lip, as she picked up the bulbous, slime-soaked organ. She shouldn't... she couldn't, could she? Oh, but nobody would know....\n\nShe gently goosed the severed testicle up inside of her, pressing it against her wet, slippery lips. She had taken many men, there was no question of being able to, the question was if she was willing to risk the possible consequences. Even though the testicle was dead, and the innards smashed, it was still saturated with LD's super sperms... if even one of them wasn't completely inert, it was possible that it could fertilize her.\n\nShe pressed it into her, gasping in pleasure as she felt the smooth slipperiness goose into her, bulging inside and filling her more satisfyingly than any stallion's erection ever had. She felt whole, like it belonged there, and in the parking lot, Miss J paused at the sound of distant female moaning.\n\nLD heard it too, his ears twitching, but neither of them mentioned it to the other. \n\n\"What's happening back there?!\" LD aasked craning his head and trying to see. He had been breathless after the pangs of pleasure and pain, and his strangely unsatisfying orgasm. He had spurted, but the pleasure, the sensation and friction was not there, and his mind fermented the desire to fuck something, sourly. It was embarrassing to have cum from an examination, without even displaying his prowess, and he had been saving his seed for some time for the wedding night. Now, on their honeymoon, his first act would be considerably less impressive than he had expected it to be. He was glad to be out of the place, his groin still aching from the women's rough handling. \n\n\"Oh, the doctor is probably just calculating our bill,\" Miss Juicierre said, chuckling. \"I wouldn't worry about it. Say, does your friend Marley still make those resin paperweights? Let's stop off by his place on the way home, I have an idea....\"\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": ""Come along, right this way," Dr. Velvette said, with a swish of her long, silky black tail. She pushed through the double hinged doors, into the patient receiving room, his rubber-shod hooves thumping with a pleasant, heavy sound as she went.

Miss Juicierre followed eagerly, heart in her throat as she tried to remind herself to keep her cool and not look like an eager teenager.  Ever since she’d first met this stallion, experienced the way he made her body feel, and felt his strong muscles easily picking her up and holding her close she’d been able to think of nothing else.  She may not have been that familiar with male anatomy, having lived a rather sheltered childhood, but she was determined that she was going to rock his world whenever she had the chance.  To that end, she had looked up the doctor she was now following in the hopes of making sure the first time they indulged in each other it would be a world-shaking experience for both of them.  Being a virgin wasn’t going to dissuade her from striving to make her personal mountain of masculinity climax with all the ferocity he could manage.

\t"Now, you and your betrothed, you are both... virgins?" the older mare said, examining a small computer pad in her hands. "It says here you are looking to help maximize his fertility, do you have concerns about your husband's, ahh, masculinity, down there?" she asked, raising one eyebrow as she shoulder-pushed into the waiting room. The sliding door that leads outside was just finishing closing, and the large piebald stallion that was Miss Juicierre's betrothed was nosing about at a plate of sugar cubes on one of the nearby counters.

\t"Well, I am a virgin," Miss Juicierre blushed, moving to stroke along the shoulder of her beloved. "But I believe that LD may have had *some* former mates, which is to be expected!" she quickly assured the doctor. "I just want to know, you know, what *I* can do to help make sure that he's... maximally fertile."

\t"Oh, I see," Dr. Velvette said, "Well that's completely  normal." Her eyes twinkled at the stallion, who looked away, avoiding eye contact, "And I am more than happy to help you achieve maximum fertility with such a handsome stallion. There are some very simple, easy, safe techniques that you can do at home that I would be happy to show you, while I'm giving your fiance a husband. First, though, I'll need your help in helping him into the examination booth."

\tThe examination booth was a large wooden crib, of sorts, with one wall open to allow a stallion to walk inside. There is a wooden bench at the far end, and a soft, warm hand on the stallion's haunch encouraged him to step forward, carefully laying his chest down on top of the wooden bench, which was at about the right height to be quite comfortable. In front of him, a large video display showed the logo of the veterinary clinic, which was of a large heart, rotating slowly in place.


\t"Oh, he seems to be quite healthy," Dr. Velvette said, handing Miss Juicierre a pair of blue, thick nitrile gloves to pull on. "But we are going to be very thorough in examining him, just to be sure."

\t"Yes, doctor, of course," Miss Juicierre said, the gloves snapping around her wrist and making the horse's rump twitch. "But why do you have him laying on the bench?"


\t"It keeps him calm. Some stallions like to buck around, the young ones and the ones who are worried about impressing their ladies," the kindly doctor explained, rubbing along the stallion's haunch, "We won't have to worry about that with him. I would like to spread his legs though, just so that we can examine him fully in a way that's comfortable for both of us. You don't mind spreading your legs for us, do you LD?" she chuckled, giving that muscular rump a playful slap.

\tLD mumbled something indiscernible, but shifted his weight to the right, lifting and sliding his left leg to the left, lifting it up and resting it on to a wooden slot that is at just the right height for him to rest it on.

\tThis left the stallion's thighs wide spread, revealing his groin to the two female equines.

\tDr. Velvette looked to Miss Juicierre, who was staring at her fiance's dangling testicles, her mouth open and her expression somewhere between intrigued and terrified.

\t"He is... *quite* large, isn't he? I am sure he will be very satisfied in that regard." Dr. Velvette reached up, and gently cupped under the stallion's scrotum with her cool blue glove, rubbing her palm along the underside of the protective bag. "Go on, dear, come and feel up LD's scrotum."

\tThe horse's dark haunches shifted as he was handled so openly, the testicles that filled that scrotum bulging and tightening upwards at the first touch. It was a magnificent scrotum, of course, a gleaming shining bag with a thick mohawk of dark, oily fur lining down the middle of it, separating the two testicles from each other visually. His shaft was already peeking out from the soft-furred black sheath that normally held out, one broad scalloped glans pressing out into the open at the first hint of being handled by the attractive women.

\tMiss Juicierre reached forward, glancing up to see LD looking back at her with a knowing glint in his eye and a smirk pulling up at his lips. "Are you sure, I mean, amn't I supposed to wait until my wedding night?" she breathed, feeling her breath catching in her throat.

\tDr. Velvette casually took Miss Juicierre's wrist, and lifted it up, pulling it into the bulk of LD's right testicle. It was so much... wider than she had expected it to feel. And warm! And.. heavy, so very heavy. It was as dense as a rock, a smooth rock inside that muscular bag.
\t"There you go, that's his testicle in there. That's where all of his seed is created, the seed that he's going to use to keep you full of wonderful squirming foals."

\t"Oh, my," she said, reverently, as she cupped against it with her other hand. "It's so... I mean I don't know, is this normal for a stallion to have such large...?"

\tThe stallion's shaft pushed further from his sheath as LD heard his beloved commenting on his endowments, just like many others had in the past.

\tThe doctor nodded and smiled, "Well, I believe LD may have larger testicles than most, but gypsy vanners are rather infamous for being, well, endowed, you could say. And for using their endowments to their advantage." Her voice resonated with a personal bemusement, as she gently rolled her own paws against the stallion's left testicle, rubbing at it through the thick scrotum. She paused, and then squeezed along both sides of his testicle, careful not to press against the bulges that run along the back of it, facing the two mares, but squeezing the flesh of his testicle itself. "Oh, my, and so firm, as well. It seems that your fiance is saving up for you. When did you say your wedding night was going to be?"

\t"It's this weekend, just three days away," Miss J replied, watching as Dr. Velvette squeezed down on LD's testicle. She moved her hands to mirror the doctor's, and squeezed down as well, biting her lip. "Is this how we make sure that he's fertile?"

\tLD nickered in surprise up ahead of them as the two mares squeezed his testicles, and Dr. Velvette chuckled.

\t"No, no, I was just checking to see what kind of a response we were going to get. Some stallions are, well, they are pathetically weak, and can't handle even a LITTLE squeeze against their balls, but it seems that LD is quite strong, quite capable, aren't you LD?"

\tLD muttered something again, something that Miss J couldn't understand, but Dr. V smiled anyways. "Here, I'll give you something to pay attention to, other than that ache in your poor, full balls." She winked to Miss J, and gestured to LD's shaft, which had dropped considerably and hung down like a long sleeping snake. "Don't worry, his balls are Very touch. You can squeeze as hard as you want and you won't be able to hurt them, but, I am going to show you what the different parts of them are, and what you can do to stimulate them correctly."

\tDr. V pressed a button, and the screen in front of LD flicked on, to a slide show of a series of naked mares, all of them lasciviously posed, baring themselves to the camera, and to LD. They were wet, their pussies gleaming with excitement, and the stallion found himself more than happy to stare at them and think about what they might taste like.



"Now, the first thing I'll tell you about is the vas deferens, and the spermatic tube. This is the part of his body that carries all those sperms up to his prostate, so that he can pump you full of baby batter. Slide your hand up along his sack, like this," Dr. V instructed, fingertips sliding up along the gleaming black pouch, up to the top of the neck, "And you can pinch and feel around until you feel the 'ropes' that connect his testicles to his body."

Following the doctor’s directions, heart leaping a little as she’s physically exploring these most essential parts of a stallion’s body for the first time, she moves from his testicles for a moment to run her fingers over the cords she can feel through his thick scrotum skin.  As soon as she gets them isolated and she’s sure she’s found what she’s supposed to, she squeezes harder, trying to see if they’re just soft and squishy or if they’ll resist her pressure, curious to see what they feel like.  As she presses she can feel what seems to be the hidden structure underneath flattening easily and bunching up on either side of her thumbs and fingers, her betrothed making a soft whinny of discomfort right before she hears a soft squish noise from inside of his sack, almost like a crunch in a way.  It reminds her of the feeling of squeezing the cartilage in her ears, and she giggles and moves her fingers up, squishing hard as she goes to make that funny noise more, and noticing as she does that it seems like those sperm cords are swelling a little from her attention.  Maybe this would make it easier for them to deliver his seed?

“That little crunching kind of squishing noise they make?  Does that mean I’m doing this right?”

Dr. V licked her lips, pausing, and there is a moment where the room is silent, except for the sound of their breathing, and the sudden whinny of a video clip of a mare squirting in orgasm up at the front, where LD is watching.

"Yes, that definitely means you're doing it right. Those cords can get tight and crusty if we don't massage them sometimes, not too often or they'll get sore mind you, but once in a while, absolutely. However, it will feel better for him, and make him more aroused, if you do it slightly differently. You started from the bottom, and worked your way up, right? But if you start from the top, like this..."

\tDr. V placed her right paw around the neck of LD's scrotum, just above her left scrotum, and pulled down firmly. The large egg seemed to resist, but she pulled down anyways, stretching the cords taut and forcing that egg lower in it's sac. It bulged out below her hand, like a ripe grapefruit, ready for plucking. Both mares watched as the stallion's cock throbbed, swaying upwards halfway to his belly, the glans plumping with pleasure.

"Eyes up here, dear," Dr. V reminded Miss J, and they both smiled at each other before looking back to his scrotum. Dr V had succinctly captured the bulk of the stallion's spermatic cords between her finger and thumb.


"There is also a vein that is pushing blood in and pulling blood out of his testicle, and we don't want to mess with that TOO much. Restricting blood flow can make a stallion feel like he has 'blue balls', making him think he needs to get off right away. Now, that's *fine* to make your stallion wait, of course, dear, he is after all a strong male and can handle a bit of waiting," she chuckles. "And I think that maybe you don't mind the idea of making him wait, do you? Well, that's completely healthy in a marriage. It's all a game of give and take. But what you want to do is to feel this spermatic cord between your finger tips, and squeeze down about as hard as you would on a corn kernel, okay? Just enough that you feel it crinkle in your fingers. Then just pull smoothly down, like this."

She does so, firmly squeegeeing the cord between her finger tips and flattening it entirely between her fingers. The fluids that rested inside were forced downwards as she flattens it, and she smiles as she feels the tissue crackling as it ruptures on either side, like an old worn out straw. "Feel all the way down," she said, as she casually crushed the horse's vas deferens, "but you want to stop when you get to the epididymis, which is the big fluffy tubey thing that's about halfway down the back of his nutsack. You can see it clearly pushing out against his scrotum. Now, the more 'backed up' a stallion gets, the more pronounced that gets. How backed up do you think he is, right now, looking at that? Feel free to rub against it, if you'd like."

Pressing her fingers where she’s told, her eyes go wide and her mouth opens a little as she can feel that that ridge that she had noticed before and thought she’d have to look for has now grown.  Dramatically.  She feels like she’s squeezing a long, thin water balloon stuck onto the side of his testicle, and in the quiet between the sounds of the mares in the video LD is watching like nothing else in the world exists, she can hear a quiet swishing sound as she leans in close to look at what she’s doing in more detail.  Little does she know the doctor’s actions have been purposefully aimed at making this happen, and she’s succeeded with flying colors as befits one of her experience.

“Oh my goodness, he feels VERY backed up!  Would this make it harder for him to…you know…cum?” She can’t suppress a blush and a nervous giggle as she says the word and imagines her insides getting absolutely hosed down by how much is clearly in these enormous balls.

The Doctor gently wraps her palm and fingers around the left testicle's epidydimus as well. "Yes, these are VERY pronounced, more than I've seen.What you are holding there is the culmination of your fiance's efforts to store up seed for you." She gently massaged against it, stroking fingers along the edges of the ridges and gently pushing together to 'massage' lightly against the cords. "You can think of it as a sort of bubble that gets larger as it gets filled with your seed, and when he unloads that seed inside of you, the bubble-"



"Pops?" Miss J said, excitedly, and moving both of her hands together, holding the ridge between her fingers, she clenched down around it. The 'bubble' did indeed pop, as the pressure of all that fingers made the firm, resilient flesh balloon up between her digits, a series of squishing, squelching sounds heard as the entire body of the epididymis yielded to the inexperienced mare's affections. She felt the tissue rupture and separate, soft wet sounds of some kind of thick fluid squirching out around the clasp of her fingers.

"Well, I was going to say that it deflates, but I suppose popping is another way to describe it," the doctor said, her ears and cheeks darkening with a low blush as she watched Miss J casually destroy the stallion's cum-tube. "Uh, would you mind if we switched? I'd like to examine him, to see how much of him you just 'popped'."

Miss J nodded, shifting over and exchanging places with the doctor as the mare shifted to the other side. LD shifted, hips swaying left and right, lifting his foot from the pedestal and grunting in annoyance.

"Oh, be quiet, she's just learning more about how your balls work, you can handle a little rough treatment, can't you?" Dr. V scolded, and the horse flicked his tail in annoyance.

"I didn't hurt him, did I?" Miss J said, cupping her hand over her mouth in fear.

"No, no, see, look at that-" Dr. V gestured to LD's erection, which swayed with the shifting of his hips, a prominent vein now bulging down the side of it. "It may feel a little painful to his mind, but his body is enjoying it immensely. He has two very sturdy testicles, and it's completely okay if you accidentally popped one of-"

SQUELCH.

Dr. V paused, glancing from where she had been gently caressing the stallion's wounded right testicle, to the left testicle, where Miss J's hands were firmly clutched around the remains of that epididymis as well. She had left a little bit of space between them when she clutched down, and most of the tissue that she crushed had ended up being forced into that middle gap, bulging it outwards spectacularly, before it had yielded, filling a 'bubble' of the scrotum with it's ruined goop.

"Ooops," Miss J said, her cheeks flushed and hot, as she stared at Dr. V. Her expression of shock and surprise faltered, though, her lips turning up into a smirk and her eyes glazing with lust. "I think I may have gone a little too far."

"Oh." Dr. V said, ignoring the horse's cock as it *throbbed* upwards, swinging through the air. With the horse's chest lifted up on the wooden bench as it was, it was not able to smack against the equine's belly, and it fell back down, seething and throbbing. "I see. Well, you know.. mistakes *do* happen. It's certainly not something you should blame yourself for."
\tDr. V noticed the younger mare's fingers moving, eyes widening as the younger one's thumbs moved towards that 'bubble' of mushed epididymis, pushing slowly into either side of it.

"Oh, good, I would *hate* to think I did something that would hurt my beloved. It just means so much to me," Miss J explained, watching the doctor as the doctor watched her slowly compressing that bubble, like a pimple, "to know that he's going to fill me full of his fertile ~seed~."

She pushed her thumbs together with that past part, and the bubble split down the middle, the scrotum itself rupturing as a pressurized squirt of mushed seed and tissue splattered out and across Miss Juicierre's ample bosom.

Both mares gasped.

They looked down, at the pinkish, creamy splat of seed that squirted out onto the younger mare's chest, staining into her shirt and tickling down into her cleavage.

"Yes... of course, I understand your concerns," Dr. Velvette replied, clearing her throat. "After all, we are here to take care of your husband's virility, are we not?" She wrapped her hands around Miss J's own, giving them a reassuring squeeze, and giving her a wink as well. "We want to leave absolutely no... doubts about his capability of filling you full of his foals, right?"

"Yes, doctor, we are on the same page. I want to know everything about his balls, everything that makes them tick. They're so.. wonderful. I'm enjoying this so much," Miss J replied, her voice husky.

"Well... if you would like to know everything about his balls, then, I imagine, we will have to take a much closer look at them, won't we?"

\tDr. V rubbed her gloved fingers along Miss J's, gently helping to pull the younger mare's hands apart. When she did, Dr. V pressed two finger tips carefully into the hole that the pop had made in the scrotum, and then curled them, and pulled her fingers apart.

There was a soft rending sound, as the small rupture in the equine's scrotum spread, tearing upwards and downwards, the scrotum peeling apart like the curtains of a stage.

Tender pink flesh was revealed, the broad pink flesh of the healthy testicle lined with blue squiggles just under the skin. The ruined epididymis hang down like a veil over the naked testicle, oozing fluids out of itself to drool and dribble down along the gleaming testicle.



"You see, even with the bubble popped, the testicle is *still* producing, still pumping up it's warm, fresh seed to help him be a magnificent father," Dr. V said, her voice hushed, as if the testicle might hear her if she talked too loudly. She pulled her fingers further apart, spreading the opening even wider. "Now, reach in and cup underneath it, and carefully pull it out into the open so we can examine it more fully."

"Okay," Miss J said, briefly making a face at the idea. "I'm glad I'm wearing gloves, though, it looks... slimy."

"Well, yes, it is kept very slick and wet because that allows it to create the most seed possible. We will need to be sure not to let it dry out in the open for too long, as the scrotum is a protective shroud that keeps it safe, warm, and nurtured."

Miss J reached into the opening that Dr. V had created, both of her hands sliding in as she tried to grasp hold of the slimy testicle. "It's, uh, it's really slippery." She squeezed, feeling it slide out of her grasp, then tried to grab the other side and grasp it that way. It twisted around, as she groped at it, and then twisted again.

Dr. Velvette helped, moving to hold LD's scrotum in her own hands, the warm pressure pushing against the stallion's soap-slippery other orb through the leathery, hairy scrotum. "Here, I'll hold this one so that you can grab that one." LD's testicle twitched in her grip, and the pulled down on it, making the stallion's haunches twitch. She watched Miss J's fingers moving under the scrotum, as she tried to squeeze a grip around the ooze-slickened nut, but the orb was just too slippery.

"You are trying to grab the outside of the testicle, with your finger tips." Doctor V said. "But, see how I'm holding it? I'm holding with my palms, squeezing them together. That's the easiest way to hold balls. Fingertips will just slip off."

Miss J grumbled, clearly frustrated by how hard it was to grasp the slippery nut.

"Okay, don't get upset, you're just learning. Use your palms to gently twist his testicle around. This is called torsion, and you don't want to do it TOO much, but a little bit will help 'tighten' up the testicle, to make it easier to grip. There you go, see, do you feel how it's lifting up? There's a lot of very delicate veins, arteries, nerves that are all clustered there at the top of his testicle. When you twist it, you twist those from 'threads' into a 'rope', which keeps the testicle in one place."

Miss Juicierre carefully rolled the testicle around, so that the epididymis shifted around to face away from Doctor Velvette, and then twisted it again, until the deflated ridge appeared back on the front again.

"Oh! I can ... it worked I can grasp it now!" Miss J said, excitedly, as her fingers clamped around the horse's twisted testicle.
\t"Now, testicles can handle a little bit of twisting," the doctor explained, "But if they twist too much, they can have the blood flow to them reduced - and what do we know about reduced blood flow?" She gently reminded the younger mare.

They both looked to the stallion's cock, which was throbbing, trying to slap upwards, drooling it's slick precum along the floor, then giggled at each other.

"It makes his balls ache, and it makes him want to cum even more, right?" Miss J said, as she carefully brought the swollen bottom of the horse's testicle up to the hole. The shattered remnants of the epididymis hung down over the nodule there, and Miss J carefully twisted the testicle as she pulled it out through the hole. Dr. V could see the cords, tautly defined by the scrotum up above, twisting over themselves into a knot as the mischievous bride-to-be rotated the testicle carefully through the too-small hole.

"Now, why are you twisting it now?" the Doctor said, not trying to stop the bride-to-be, but curious as to her reasoning. "If you twist it too far, you could cause some damage to the veins, which would restrict blood flow to his testicles, reducing his fertility."

"Maybe some other stallion," Miss J rationalized, as she wrenched her hands, twisting the testicle around one half turn. "But not MY husband, he's the most virile stallion in the world, and his cords can take a little pulling and pinching!" She grunted, pulling, and the testicle 'birthed' through the hole, slipping loose from Juicierre's grasp, the slimy organ dropping down to the end of it's well-stretched cords, bouncing, and untwisting itself.

LD grunted, stomping a hoof at the sudden surprising jolt, lifting his head and looking back at the two mares, and Miss J gasped, clapping her hands in surprise around the aching testicle. Dr. V looked up, catching LD's gaze and giving him the "It's okay!" symbol with her fingers. She didn't notice as Miss J grasped the naked testicle, but she heard the younger mare gasp in lust as she *felt* the weight of her betrothed's left nut, filling her palms, warm and succulent and full of potency.

LD frowned at Dr. Velvette, but, apparently the caresses of the younger mare against his testicle made up for the shock of his ball being yanked and dropped and twisted. He resumed watching his video, watching as two mares licked deeply into each other's seeping pussies, stomping a hoof with impatience. "Perhaps," he said loudly, "you two would be nice enough to help me unload? All of this fucking around with my boys has put me in quite the mood."

Both women laughed in response, "I'm afraid not, handsome. I can tell you're aching for a fun time, but you aren't getting off until your wedding night, like a true stallion. Don't tell me you can't hold on for another half hour of being examined, without spurting, can you?" Dr. Velvette teased, the horse's cock throbbing demandingly in response. The precum it was leaking was pearlescent, and the doctor could see hairline curls of red, and flecks of something else, suspended in the clear goop. He was quite, quite pent up. It was really quite a shame. Or at least, it would be if they weren't enjoying themselves so much.
"Fine," the stallion huffed, "But if one of you were to 'accidentally' get your mouth around my dick, I wouldn't complain."

Miss J looked at the doctor, her eyes wide. "One of you?" She quoted, her brow furrowing. "Like, it doesn't matter *which* of us?"

Dr. V chuckled, shaking his head, as she reached towards where Miss J's hands clutched the stallion's testicle. "I'm sure he didn't mean it that way."

Miss J frowned, reaching up and grabbing at the stallion's right testicle. Her fingers dug into the leathery scrotum, and the testicle slid up, out of her grasp and towards his groin.

The horse's entire scrotum contracted, pulling up tightly. The hole on the left side spread open as the muscles pulling against it stretched it away from itself. On the right side, the testicle embedded itself up into the stallion's groin, halfway, becoming a large, swollen lump nestled almost against LD's inner thigh.

"What the... hey, no fair, I'm not done with that."

Miss J cupped against the bag, pushing and rubbing against it. "Oh, that's weird, the scrotum feels like... oh, gross!"

As the two mares watched, a thick, syrupy goop that had collected in the bottom of the ballsack poured out through the hole on the left side of the scrotum, drooling down along the twisted cords and glazing over the testicle itself. It ended up splattered on the floor, half a cup's worth  drooling and oozing out of the torn scrotum.

"What's *that*?" Miss J said, pointing down to the cool warm fluid, which was a thick, pearlescent silver and white.

"That's the stud batter that his testicle made, that wasn't able to move into the 'bubble' that you popped earlier. It just oozed out of the epididymus, over the testicle, and into the bottom of the scrotum. Goodness, that's so much! That's as much there as a normal male would make in a day - and all in half an hour. Look," the doctor gestured to the testicle she was holding, and as Miss J stared, a bubble of cream slowly oozed out of the nodule on the bottom of the testicle, into the open air where the epididymis would have been, and dripped with a splat to the floor. "That was a million possible babies that you could have had."

"I see," Miss Juicierre said, rubbing up against the tightly contracted scrotum, against the underside of the testicle that was still lodged up inside LD's groin. "So it's going to continue making more sperms? Out of reach?"

Another drool of syrupy testicular fluid oozed out of the hole, and Miss J caught it in the palm of her glove, scrutinizing it. "And what are the little white things in it?"
"Well, that's primarily sperm, but there's no way you can actually see it," Dr. Velvette said. She chuckled, leaning forward and peering at Miss J's hand, the testicle in her own hands throbbing with insistent need, achingly full. "Oh my..."

She could see the small, tiny dots of LD's swimmers, valiantly working their way through the muck of protective fluid that they were encased in. Dr. V felt her fingers tighten subtly around hte double palmful of LD's testicle, the warm nugget twitching at the pressure.

"I can't believe it... you can actually see them? But that's... his sperm must be huge. His testicles are creating larger sperms then normal males? But, that's a level of virility, I've never seen before..."

A proud harrumph came from the front of the stall, and LD's tail swished smugly across their brows.

"So, sweetie," Dr. V said, "the reason that his testicle is... retracted like that, is because his body is saying it *needs* release. Now, obviously, there's no way he can get off right now, not without us touching and playing with his penis, which would be completely unprofessional."

"Yes, of course Doctor Velvette," Miss J said, watching as the doctor slowly massaged the bulging gleaming testicle in her palms.

"But if you were to go up front, and let him pleasure you for a while, that might distract him enough that his body relaxes, and then I'll make sure that you can get a full examination of him afterwards. In fact, if you press the button on the side of the monitor up there, you can even watch as I, ahh... evaluate your fiance's masculinity. You know, I just need to make sure that his testicles can handle a bit of rough handling in the bedroom."

As Dr. V said this, her thumbs pressed down, into the shiny, smooth, firm surface of LD's left testicle, between the squiggly blue lines of the stallion's veins. There as a soft crackling sound, the tightly compacted flesh inside crushing into a juicy paste under her fingers. As she stroked the testicle, there was an obvious 'dent' where her fingers had pushed in, a dent that slowly refilled. The vet's fingers were very practiced, and firm, as she carefully crushed another small parcel of the stallion's heritage. "I'll make sure that his balls are nice and bloated and full for you when you get back."

Miss J clearly didn't want to miss the chance to do such terrible, wonderful things to the other testicle, but she could not quite pull the gonad free from the horse's groin. She hemmed.

"But isn't that sex?"

"No, of course not, his penis will not be anywhere near you. Just his tongue.  Now go."

LD was twisting his head back and forth, ears back, clearly unhappy about whatever was happening back between his legs, when he felt a warm paw caress the back of his ear.

"Hey, I'm sorry sweetie, I accidentally pinched your testicle."

"You PINCHED it?! It feels like you stomped on it!" He complained, and Miss J stifled a moan at  the thought of her hoof, crushing his large testicles into oatmeal.

"N-no, of course I didn't do that, silly, you know I couldn't even get my foot up that high..." She moved to sit in front of him, lifting up the front of her dress. "But I know that hurt you. Your big balls are so sensitive! I know that now. So, um..." she spread her legs, offering herself up to him.

\tThe big gypsy vanner might have still been feeling some pretty strong discomfort from his hidden gonads, and still been frustrated at what felt like being teased for so long on top of that, but his mind started to lose its focus on such petty inconveniences as his betrothed calmly planted herself in front of him, hiked up her skirt, and pulled her panties to the side.  Even before the fabric had moved he could see her bush poking out the sides, but as soon as she pulled them aside those black hairs revealed thick, meaty folds of leathery black flesh that ran all the way back to her oversized equine pucker.  All the manipulation of her future husband’s prized foal-makers had been making her more and more excited as the “examination” had worn on, a feeling of butterflies in her stomach to match the pounding of her heart as she felt her own crotch start to get wetter than she could ever remember.  It had been wet before, ESPECIALLY when beholding the picturesque physique of her stallion, but to go with her soaked crotch those parts that she had never really messed with much aside from rinsing them when she bathed were tingling and felt warmer than she could ever remember them feeling.

\tDoctor Velvette was not wasting any time. As soon as Juicierre had stepped away from her operating space, the doctor's gloves had seized a hold of the dangling, exposed left testicle. It no doubt ached even more as it cooled in the open air, excised from the protection that the stallion's hair scrotum protected it. The right testicle twitched, embedded into the stallion's groin, and Doctor Velvette traced her thumbs back along the smooth, pristine curves of the stallion's healthy testicle. She felt for the indentations she had pushed into the tissue, a minute or so earlier, and ground her thumb tips down into those divots once more, feeling the testicle swell against her palm as the contents within it were compressed inwards.

For LD, who had been watching videos of delicious pussies parading in front of his face for all this time while his poor balls were so aggressively examined by his future wife and the doctor, to have the real thing revealed to him and right within reach of his mouth was a relief he didn’t even realize he needed, and it only took her first wink of her obviously engorged pink and black love button to break him out of his freeze and dart his head forward to mash his tongue against it.

Something happened.  The room faded, the hands on his precious maleness faded, the video in the background and all of the sounds it made and anything else in the room all left his mind as thought itself disappeared and was replaced with something far more animal.  That first press of tongue to clitoris, the rich flavor of fertile mare spreading across his tongue like a tsunami as she drooled out her passion, the feeling of wet clenching folds pressing in around his tongue caused a change in him.  As his focus narrowed to the soaked and ready mareparts in front of him, his heartbeat slowed and deepened to the loud thumps of highest arousal, the chain reaction that began in his brain running down his body in a wave to bring his pussy-destroying tower of stallion meat slapping upward against his belly, a sudden rush of clear and sticky pre jetting out of his flared tip.  His prostate kicked into overdrive, biological imperative guiding it to prepare a truly titanic load and ensure this mare whose pussy his face was buried in would be well and truly pregnant when his titanic dick was done pounding her into delirious submission.  Even his upraised pucker quivered as all his pelvic muscles clenched in unison, readying themselves to propel his breeding juice into that fertile and ready cavern deep within her body, hamstrings tensing as if getting ready to help him thrust even harder and deeper than his abdominal muscles could achieve on their own.

He didn’t bother being delicate, flailing his tongue up and down that black cleft to reveal glimpses of the hot red within and let slip rivulets of her juices, heart delighting in the noises she made and the aches of his masculinity almost forgotten as he felt her muscles clench and press against his tongue, her clitoris poking out to slap his chin over and over as he pushed his tongue deep into her tunnel before pulling it out to flick it back and forth over that swollen bud.

His tail twitched as the combination of sensation mingled in his mind. His mind told him to be wary, that his testicle was being crushed,kneaded over by a mare's powerful grip, but his penis told him that he needed to dig deeper, lose himself in the pleasure of lapping at his bride's pussy. She had been withholding of her sweet nectar for so long that he had been beginning to doubt whether she was hiding something, but as the doctor ground her fingers between two of the wriggly blue lines that crossed across his testicle, pulping the tissue inside from a solid gel into more of a soft, chunky paste, he knew that waiting for this moment had been worth every minute of blue balls he had suffered through.

Doctor Velvette sighed, her mind tingling with lust as she slowly, systematically destroyed Lady Jucierre's stallion's left testicle. Already her efforts had borne fruit, as one lobe of his testicle was already softened, lumpy, the innards crushed, the thick outer shell soft and warped. She ground slowly along that edge, careful not to rupture the veins and arteries, but carefully, precisely digging her knuckle, her finger tips, down into the pulp of the stallion's nut itself. The delicious squelching, rupturing, pulping sounds could be heard only by her.

For Miss J, this was something she had only ever dreamed of, and her dreams were now being put to shame in a way that was leaving her own brain almost as blasted as that of the terrifying aroused stallion who was currently licking her as frantically as he could.  The light tingling she had felt from her earlier arousal was replaced by a torrent of sensation that made her buck her hips, clench and unclench her hangs, and constantly squeal and moan.  He was working her in a way she had no idea was possible before, every wink giving her an extra burst of almost-too-good pleasure that was making her body build toward something she’d never felt before, but she knew would be incredible.

Doctor V could feel a tingling in her loins, her firm fingers crushing more and more of the testicle. Now that she had 'cracked' it's firmness, it was easy to use the soft part against the hard part, the tender innards easier and easier to scramble, the more of them she ruined. She was quite sure that this testicle was beyond salvaging, at this point, easily half of its innards were a chunky chowder of no use to anything except perhaps a stray, hungry dog. She clenched her thighs, feeling herself relaxing a tension from deep within as another, considerable section of the testicle came free inside the battered shell, being mulched into paste by her eager fingers.

 It felt like a pressure was building up in her mare parts, almost like she had to pee, but it was different.  This didn’t feel like a bathroom trip as much as it did a pending explosion, and Lady Juicierre was forced to bite her lip and whimper as her breath started to come in pants and her heart pounded deep, slow thumps all while her stallion ate her out with gusto.

The doctor had been right.  This was the perfect distraction for LD, and having already decided he loved her flavor and the feeling of pressing those fat lips apart with his tongue to slide over the slick heat of the insides of her pussy, muzzle occasionally nestling right up under her equine donut to let the full length of his tongue dig deep inside her to flick over her pee-hole and tickle the spot he could feel swelling within.  He lapped at her insides frantically, like trying to save himself from dehydration after a trip through the desert.  

Doctor Velvette heard the wet homphing sound as the stallion pushed his snout aggressively down into the pussy of his fiance, and she felt the stallion's hips thrusting above her head, driving his powerful cock forward and into the air in front of him, cock flared and trying to fuck INTO something, desperate, needing to thrust through heat and flesh.

She mashed her fingers into the last remaining chunk of his testicle, the entire orb now a gelatinous blob, still filled with his seed, but all of the cream and meat crushed and mushed together into a slurry. She whinnied, just a quick gasping whicker of pleasure as her body climaxed, feeling that sundered testicle still hot and alive in her hands.

LD mashed his tongue in, deeper, huffing hot breath against Juicierre's furry crotch in an effort to get deeper. His body screamed at him that he NEED To climax, that he needed to spit out his seed, right now, before it was too late, but he knew that was just the instincts of a stallion that was confronted with delicious pussy. He was in control of his body, and he would keep his load until their wedding night. Her pussy was going to feel so good, wrapped around his flesh, pulling out his heavy loads, and she would bear him so Many proud colds. He dug deeper, gulping down every bit of her moisture that was stuck on his tongue, right up until he was momentarily startled by a loud whinny.

With no further warning Miss J’s whole world collapsed into a brief technicolor static as every muscle in her pelvis contracted at once and her entire body lit up as one in response to such a vicious tonguing.  LD gagged for a moment as the small hole his tongue had passed over earlier spread itself wide deep inside her and a slow trickle turned into a gushing explosion.  Thick, musky mare juices blasted from that hidden swell deep inside and sprayed right at the back of his throat.  Her stallion was forced to focus almost entirely on swallowing and catching breaths, to avoid being drowned in the crescendo of his betrothed’s climax.  He caught up to the pace of her expulsion, swallowing it all, licking deep inside of her again to coax out more as she squealed and convulsed and finally, after every last bit of her sexual tension was spent, she collapsed bonelessly and just panted to try and get her breath back.

While Doctor Velvette's pleasure had been less dramatic, it had been no less satisfying, and the older mare sighed, smiling satisfiedly at the crushed, ruined testicle in her palm. To Juicierre, Velvette mused, it probably looked fine, but the doctor's trained eye could see that the veins were no longer tightly crisscrossing across the testicular lobes; they were mangled up into the mess of pulped innards that once constituted the largest, most productive testicle she had ever come across.

Her eyes moved from the shattered masculinity in her hand, to the stallion's remaining testicle, that hung jauntily down away from his groin, twitching up and down with the bob of the stallion's un-handled shaft.

Well, almost the largest.

Doctor Velvette moved back to that testicle, caressing along the length of shiny black scrotum that still protected it, that had pulled it up to safety inside the stallion's groin. She couldn't allow that to happen again, could she?

She scrunched her fingers into the loose scrotum, the way one would grasp the edges of a blanket. she pulled down, firmly, the scrotum stretching easily, like taffy, down away from his groin.

Up to a point. And at that point, she pulled down firmer. The muscles of the stallion's groin were attached to his pelvis, up through his inguinal canal. The blueballs that LD must have been 'feeling must have been almost over whelming up to this point, but Doctor V knew that as lust-drunk as the stallion was, the ache and pleasure were swirling together to turn his mind into a soup of uncaring desire. More. She pulled down firmer, and felt soft stretching snapping sensations, from deep in the stallions groin, as the cremasters of his scrotum were detached, pulling free of their anchor points along the horse's powerful pelvis. She stroked her fingers along hte stallion's soft, buttery-slick ballsack, which would never, *ever* be able to pull itself tight in contraction again. Not, she rationalized, that he was ever going to *need* to. Climaxing is for stallions, after all.

She could hear Miss J returning from the front, the young mare's hooves shaky as she staggered her way back to the examination. She was impressed; she had thought that, having achieved completion, that the young mare would have no more interest in how the stallion's testicles worked. She smiled, realizing that the budding mare's interests in stallion sexuality were, perhaps, more than purely sexual.

She reached up through the slack scrotum's hole, where the left testicle had been pulled free, and gripped firmly against the nodule on the  bottom of the remaining right testicle. She pinched it hard, as one might a nipple, feeling the nub collapse under the pressure, a dull spurt of cream and paste felt hitting her wrist. She ignored that, and used that pinch to pull the testicle to the left, and out through the hole.
Miss Juicierre sat down next to Doctor V, just as that testicle was disgorged from inside the ruined scrotum. It looked huge, bigger than the one she had pulled out.

"Oh my, it's massive. Is this because...?" She gestured to the stallion's throbbing cock, still straining, still hoping for something to pump into. LD was being patient, but he shifted his front hoof, wishing for the chance to get some privacy to finish himself off.

"Yes. He really enjoyed eating you out. Don't worry about *that* though," she said, referring to the straining erection. "You can have as much as you want with it after your wedding."

"Even after...?"

"Yes, even after all this. He has been doing what he does for so long, it wouldn't matter HOW full or empty his testicles are, he's going to be a stud regardless. He's just wired that way. He doesn't even *need* testicles for that. Of course, without these huge testicles, he couldn't get your pregnant, so we want to make sure we take GOOD care of them. Here, you take this one... just hold it in your hands, like a bowl of water. Yes, perfect. Now, I want you to examine it. Feel it's weight. It's warmth. It's potency. This is your husband's virility, and he's willing to share all of it with you. And please, as tempting as it might be, to squeeze it, don't squeeze it too hard." She winked to the young, flushed mare, as she stood up. "I'm going to go get something to help your husband look his best, so you're on your own for a minute!"

Miss Juicierre waited until Doctor Velvette had turned her back, and then turned back to the testicle she held in her hand. Horses have two testicles, right? So there was no reason why she couldn't ruin *one* of them. It was *hers* after all, wasn't it? Since he was giving it to her?  Almost as if on their own, her thumbs pressed in slightly.  Her heart skipped a beat at the sight of that thin membrane sliding over the veiny flesh beneath, her fingers feeling as the complex innards still hidden from view shifted under the pressure.  Breathing a little faster, she squeezed harder, literally hearing a soft squelch from it now as all the tiny little seminiferous tubules were smooshed to either side of her strangling digits.  The vulnerable little twists and turns of those spaghetti-like strands that made all the sperm and the oh-so-vital testosterone that made him such a stud began to deform, then to rupture under the strain.  
She shifted her grip, letting the testicle slide back and forth through the pressure and literally kneading those tubes until they started to fall apart, filling his testicle with a mush of sperm paste and mashed tubes, useless for impregnating her or any other female.  She was so focused on her pressing, squeezing, and kneading that she was taken completely by surprise when a rent opened up in that outer membrane with a pop and concentrated sperm paste squirted out and slapped her in the face, making her squeal in shock.

The older mare returned at exactly that time, and Miss Juicierre could hear a snort of laughter from the doctor as she knelt down next to her. "My, my, his testicles just can't HELP but be messy, can they?" She clucked and reached up, wiping at the young mare's cheek with a surgical napkin, and shook her head. "They're just so productive. All he wants is to fertilize you, and these have been evolved through thousands of years to do just that, as quickly as possible." She placed a box on the ground between the two mares, in the pool of congealing epididymic fluid that the scrotum had drooled out earlier. The little white specks that had been swimming around in that fluid were now still.

Miss J watched, absently kneading the testicle in her hand, the firm, solid bulb getting softer and more malleable with each squeeze of her fingers. Unimaginable trauma that was ensuring the gland would never be able to create another single swimmer.

"I think you're going to like this. I don't pull it out very often, but it's one of the only ways I know to make a ~stud~ like your husband-to-be look even more like a stud."

LD's hips rocked, his cock throbbing one last time, the flare harder even than it had been while he was eating out his pussy as the last chances of siring a child is crushed into paste by his fiance.

Doctor V opened the box, revealing two exceptionally large silicone bulbs, each roughly the shape of an egg, though sculpted with ridges and squiggles along it. Doctor Velvette put a gloved finger to her lips, and then took one of the eggs from the box, and slowly, carefully, began to twist and push it into the hole that the two mares had torn in the stallion's scrotum. It was a very tight fit, and the doctor had to wedge half of it into the soft sack, and then grip the flaps of skin and pull it over the remaining, wider half of the egg, until flopped into the loose scrotum with a soft squishing sound.

The egg laid on it's side in the stallion's loose, hairy sack, looking like a stocking with a rock at hte bottom of it.

"I dunno," Miss J said, feeling another wet squirt of cream splash up around her thumb as she pushed in against the area that had ruptured earlier. "It looks... weak."

"Well, just wait," the doctor said patiently, as she fitted the second false testicle into the sack as well. "We would normally, you know, have them sized correctly, but these are the biggest ones we have, and... well, you can see. Perfect fit. They're for bulls."

Miss Juicierre ahhed, her eyes widening as the second neuticle pushed in beside the first, pushing the first one up to a 'standing' position, the two 'balls'  resting limply, and largely, at the bottom of the 'stallion''s scrotum.

"I've never seen anything so beautiful," Miss Juicierre said, as she reached for the loose sack, hefting the large, numb plastic eggs in her gloved hands. "These look wonderful. I can't wait to cuddle and snuggle these huge nuts, every night. I want to show off just how much of a ~stallion~ my husband will be."

LD knickered in pride, his cock slowly sagging down, but his buttocks clenching. His mind swirled with fantasies of nights of eating and fucking his wife. Their future would be glorious.

"Of course, we would have to make one small cosmetic change, to really finish this 'look', you know?" The doctor lifted up the other thing she had brought, which was a pair of handles attached to two metal bars with teeth that fit together. She gave Miss J a wink, then pointed. "Hold that in your hands," she instructed.

Miss Juicierre blinked, curiously, and cupped the ruined blob of flesh that was LD's testicle. Even ruined, the ruptured epididymis continued to ooze a thick paste of masculine slime, which she flung away with her fingers.

She reclasped the testicle, watching as Doctor Velvette brought the mechanical contraption up to the cords that led down tot he large, heavy, soft egg she held in her hands. Even ruptured as it was, it was still warm, still 'alive', and so when the tool made that soft, peculiar crunching sound, she gasped. She watched the jaws of the device crush down into the tissues of the horse's spemardic cords, the tendons and nerves all twisted together. It bit down, and crushed through them, with the slick, wet, delicious crunch of a piece of bitten celery. It was crisp.

The cords came loose, and she felt the ~weight~ of her beloved's testicle, filling her hands and now ~hers~. It was no longer attached to him. He had no claim on it. She felt her thighs spasm in an echo of the pleasure she had felt not ten minutes earlier, and was about to say something, when she was interrupted.

LD was climaxing. His cock was not fully erect, not even throbbing, but the stallion's hips thrust vigorously into the air, and the soft, rubbery hose that dangled nearly to the floor splashed thick gouts of rich, syrupy seed against the ground. The horse grunted, confusedly, not seeming to understand why his body was doing what it was doing, not realizing that despite the confusion of pain and pleasure, his body realized it had just lost half of it's ability to propagate and needed to fertilize, something, NOW. His body had no idea that it had been rendered sterile long before this point, that the remaining testicle had no viable seed left in it, it only knew that it needed to try.
"Oh my," Miss J stared, watching her fiance dump his load onto the floor of the doctor's office. The sheer volume of it was... spectacular, and she couldn't imagine, didn't *want* to imagine what feeling that happening inside of her would feel like.

"It happens every time," Doctor V said, flicking her wrist casually and ignoring the horse's shudders. "It's a mechanical response, there's nothing to be done about it sadly. Here, I need you to pull down on this other one, so that we can finish this up." She seemed irritated by the expulsion, as if she had not wanted the gelding to have the pleasure.

LD sagged, as Miss J put the severed testicle on the ground next to her, and cupped the second, last testicle. She was about to say something, but realizes as she stared at it, that despite all of the crushing and kneading she had did, that only about half of it looked 'pulped'. The squiggly lines on the right side of it, closest to the cords and the popped bubble, looked fine, the tissue looked quite healthy.

The testicle wasn't quite ruined. \t\t\tIt could be saved.

She looked up at her fiance, and at the proud, powerful dick that he promised to her and her alone, and at the virile mess of fluid he had just spurted onto the floor. It wasn't too late. He could be... repaired. Even if just half of his testicle was functional, it would be as much as most regular males.

It made sense to say something, to stop the doctor, as the Doctor Velvet carefully fitted the strange contraption around the cords of the testicle.

"Um, Doctor Velvette?" she asked, softly, meekly.

"Yes, dear?"

"Well, before you do that, do you think you could feel this.. just to make sure there's, uh, nothing wrong with it? I think that maybe it's..."

Dr. V frowned, spotting immediately that the testicle was in fact only partially damaged. "I see, well of course dear. Let me take it for a moment." The burdizzo was locked into place, and she left it dangle from LD's testicular cords, as she went to take the testicle from Miss J.

Miss Juicierre let go of the testicle, and immediately reached up to the burdizzos, grasping each handle in her hands, and CLAMPED them together with all of her weight.

The sound of the flesh was more of a wet pulping sensation, instead of a crunching sound. The jaws crushed all of the flesh unevenly together, immediately crushing cords, veins and nerves into a paste that oozed and spurted out from the jaws of the burdizzo. The veterinarian gasped as she found herself  holding the stallion's severed testicle, and Miss J looked at her with a mischievous grin.
The doctor sighed and shook her hear reprimandingly to the mare who giggled next to her. "Now, Miss Jucierre, you can *not* go around doing that kind of thing, willy nilly." She held up the warm, severed testicle, keenly aware that each second it remained detached from LD, it's chances of being re-attached lessoned. It was something she should, as a doctor, be trying to avoid, but she so rarely had the chance to just enjoy the ending of a proud stallion's lineage.

"I'm sorry, Doctor Velvette. I guess I just didn't realize how.. ~easy~ it was." Miss Juicierre said. "To think just a crimp of the fingers, and you can-"

"Ahem," Doctor Velvette said, gesturing to the gelding standing next to them. She shook her head subtly, then gestured to the last thing she had brought over, a bag. "Can you hand me the jar in that bag, please? It's to preserve the specimen we've collected."

Lady Juicierre looked to the glazing of seed that LD had drooled out over the matting. She took the jar out of the bag, a solid plastic jar about the size of a large container of peanut butter. She scrunched up her nose; the idea of taking a container of congealing semen back home with her was unappealing. Even if it meant saving the last chances that LD had of ever siring foals, she found the idea distasteful.

Doctor Velvette unscrewed the cap, setting it aside. She secured the jar between her thighs, and positioned the testicle over the entrance, sliding it down inside. Only, it didn't fit. The broad, softened, bulgous testicle was too wide, too fat.

"I've never seen this before," the doctor murmured, feeling an excited rush flush up from her loins. "It's simply too big to fit."

She gently twisted it, sliding it from side to side. It was clearly too wide to fit into the container, though.

"I think I know what to do," Miss Juicierre said, and reached for the wedged testicle with her hands.
"Miss J, please, this time especially, we must be *delicate*. There's no reason to ... do anything with this, now. Right?" Doctor Velvette said, but allowed the novice to wrap her hands around the cooling masculine organ.

"Yes, of course," Miss J said, and she contemplated her options. She examined the jar, and the fat testicle, and then began to gently squeeze the testicle, about a half of an inch above the rim of the jar.

"Be careful!" Doctor Velvette hissed, as those thick mare fingers pushed into the testicle, and the rounded, mishapen organ bulged out above them. Bubbles of creamy white oozed from the wound where the epididymis had once connected to the testicle.

"Just a little bit more," Lady J said, as she gripped down harder on the poor, tender organ.

SQUELCH!

The testicle schlorped into the jar, sliding free of Miss J's fingers, thumping into the bottom with a heady THUD. The testicle pressed otu against the insides of the jar, swollen and barely conforming to the too-thin diameter, but, it was intact. Doctor Velvette clapped the lid of the jar over it, twisting and closing and sealing it. She held it up, amazed again at the weight of the meaty organ, and it's size.

"This jar is usually used to hold *two* of these, but LD over fills it with just one. It's just truly stunning," she admired.

"What about the other one, then?" Miss J said, as she took the jar and shook it lightly, watching the heavy organ THUMP-THUMP back and forth from the lid to the bottom and back again.

"Well, it can't possibly fit in that one.. I'll have to dispose of it," Doctor Velvette lied.

"Ah. Well, I mean, that's fine, I don't really NEED either of them, but this will look nice, perhaps we can coat it in resin and I can use it in the bedroom?"

LD whickered next to them, sounding satisfied and exhausted.

"Yes, yes, dear, I'll take you home." Miss J winked to the good doctor. "You dispose of the other one however you see fit. Do you think we need to come back for any further .... examinations?"

Doctor Velvette uncorked a small metal squeezable tube of glue, pasting the hole of the scrotum closed. With the flaps sealed, the flesh formed a "C" shape along the back of the left testicle. It had not been the most usual of examinations, but as she examined the gelding's stretched, saggy sack, rubbing the swollen orbs with her palms, she couldn't disagree with the results.

"I would like for you to have a wonderful marriage, and enjoy your honeymoon," the doctor replied. "Go somewhere nice, and eat some exotic fruits, and partake of the locals. Bring me back a souvenir," she said, glancing meaningfully down to the jar.

Miss J looked surprised, and then delighted, and then mischievous. "Oh, yes, of *course* I will. This will be wonderful. Come along, LD, we still have some planning to do."

The two left the doctor's office, leaving Doctor Velvette with one pulped, ruined testicle of LD's in her care. She checked her schedule - she had the rest of the morning off.
She bit her lip, as she picked up the bulbous, slime-soaked organ. She shouldn't... she couldn't, could she? Oh, but nobody would know....

She gently goosed the severed testicle up inside of her, pressing it against her wet, slippery lips. She had taken many men, there was no question of being able to, the question was if she was willing to risk the possible consequences. Even though the testicle was dead, and the innards smashed, it was still saturated with LD's super sperms... if even one of them wasn't completely inert, it was possible that it could fertilize her.

She pressed it into her, gasping in pleasure as she felt the smooth slipperiness goose into her, bulging inside and filling her more satisfyingly than any stallion's erection ever had. She felt whole, like it belonged there, and in the parking lot, Miss J paused at the sound of distant female moaning.

LD heard it too, his ears twitching, but neither of them mentioned it to the other.

"What's happening back there?!" LD aasked craning his head and trying to see. He had been breathless after the pangs of pleasure and pain, and his strangely unsatisfying orgasm. He had spurted, but the pleasure, the sensation and friction was not there, and his mind fermented the desire to fuck something, sourly. It was embarrassing to have cum from an examination, without even displaying his prowess, and he had been saving his seed for some time for the wedding night. Now, on their honeymoon, his first act would be considerably less impressive than he had expected it to be. He was glad to be out of the place, his groin still aching from the women's rough handling.

"Oh, the doctor is probably just calculating our bill," Miss Juicierre said, chuckling. "I wouldn't worry about it. Say, does your friend Marley still make those resin paperweights? Let's stop off by his place on the way home, I have an idea...."
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