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My balls are... going to pop, any minute now, and you're telling me to worry about being stressed?\" He leaned back, allowing the doctor in to unfasten his bulging fly, the button long since having been lost to the tension. Dwayne bit his lower lip - his balls were so tightly mashed against the teeth of his zipper, that each seperating tooth threatened to take a bit of skin with it. When the zipper was about half way down, his tremendously swollen, aching testicles flopped up and out, literally blossoming out into the open air.\n\nHe wheezed, the shifting of pressure as painful as that golfball he took to his nuts back in college. The feeling of those tender, enflamed tissues swelling took all thought out of him, all thought except the eye-blurring recognition that there was something terribly, terribly wrong with his testicles.\n\nThe rabbit's warm, latexed fingers carefully slid under his tight-skinned pouch, and he lifted the stag's right nut gently up into the air. The pouch was so taut and tight that the left one, hugged snugly against it's brother, came up too, almost seeming to levitate.\n\n\"Oof.\" Dwayne managed to get his eyes to focus again, staring worriedly at the easy way the doctor was handling him. \"Careful, doc.\" He felt silly, reminding the doctor of what he was handling, of course the doctor knew what he was doing, he had probably been handling nuts all day. He seemed friendly, confident, so why was Dwayne so pensive?\n\nThe thought of his friend's scrotum rupturing, literally exploding into gobbets of goo and nut chunks, reminded him why. \n\n\"Well these are just beautiful. It looks like you got here just in time.\" The rabbit gestured to Dwayne's right, where a roll of stickers lay partially unfurled. The stickers said \"Hi, My name is\", with a big blank space underneath, the kind you use at corporate retreats and church dinners and the like. \"Lean on over, and sign that nametag for me, and I'll fix ya right up!\"\n\n\"Really?\" Dwayne's testicles throbbed, dangerously darkening, the pain driving him to respond instinctually. \"You're can fix this? Oh, I was so worried!\" Thank God! He grabbed the sharpie from the table and poised it over the big blank sticker. His name. His name. Umm. Gawd, should he put his full name, or just his nickname? Were they going to call out his name later so he could claim something?\n\nAnother, powerful burst of pain, more urgent then the others, and he blindly pushed the pen down into the paper. H... O.... O... how many other guys go by Hooves around here, anyways? 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Just a soft, empty, tender flap of skin. \n\nThe pain was, surprisingly, not as bad now as it had been only a few moments before, quickly sputtering into a dull ache. That was physically. Mentally, though, Dwayne couldn't think, couldn't process what he was feeling, what he was seeing.\n\nThe doctor, smiling chipperly, holding up a massive, swollen, darkened leather bag, the purse-string like tip of it smoothly sliced, sticky looking with a bit of red fluid. His balls were gone, his balls were in the doctor's hands? His balls were being held up like some rogue bit of car machinery that needed replaced?!\n\nHis mouth opened, but he could not scream, merely staring, staring at the nuts in the doctor's hands.\n\n\"There we are!\" the doctor said, and held the balls a little closer to the stag. \"This is where the sticker comes on. Wouldn't want to get yours confused with the others, would we? Go on! Stick the tag on now!\"\n\nDumbly, unable to think, Dwayne pulled the sticker from it's backing. He frowned, deeply. This was wrong, so wrong! A sticker? With his nickname on it?\n\nObviously the sticker was to keep track of the balls so that... so that when the virus or whatever it was, was cured, they could be reattached, right?\n\nHe pushed the sticker on to the sticky, tacky flesh of his own severed scrotum. He could feel it's warmth, through the sticker, as he rubbed his finger along it to make sure it had a good seal. \n\n\"It's such a Great set!\" the doctor chimed in, reassuringly, though it didn't help Dwayne feel any better.\n\n\"Uh, so... I mean, how are you going to... I mean, how do I claim them?\" he asked, feeling surprisingly timid. Having his nuts sliced off wasn't as bad as, say, having them explode, but... it wasn't in his plans to go around ball-less for the rest of his life.\n\n\"Hmm? Oh, don't worry about all that, we have all your information.\" Dwayne watched the doctor intently, as he walked over to one of the large plastic bins along the back side wall of the clinic. There were three of them - one covered with a big plastic lid, one empty, and the one in the middle. Nearly waist high on the doctor, it was probably seventy-eighty percent full. \n\nFull of nutsacks.\n\nThey were all huge, almost as big as his, though as the doctor casually dropped his on top of the rest, he saw that none of them were quite as big. \n\nHe wasn't sure if he should feel proud of that, or ashamed at his lost, or what, really. The front of the bin said something, faded black spraypainted logo that he couldn't quite read, but taped over the front of that was a computer printed banner that said, simply, \"SPECIMENS\".\n\nThere were a couple of those stickers, like the one he had filled out, stuck to the sides of the bin, the rim, laying on the ground around it. 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I have some... bad news.\" said a gazelle, his hand absently toying with the little flap of skin beneath his sheath. \"I... err... well I think you need to keep the baby.\"\n\nThere was even a horse, looking even more confused then the rest.\n\n\"Did you have the virus, too?\" Dwayne asked him, curiously.\n\n\"Virus!? Hell no, I'm just the janitor! I asked them about that meat truck around the back of the building, and the next thing I know they've got my nuts in a plastic baggy!\"\n\nMeat Truck? Dwayne peered in the way the red furred horse gestured, and indeed, there was a large, refrigerated ice box truck at the loading dock of the high school. CHARNCO was emblazoned across the top of an iconic wide-grinning tiger, with \"MEAT PRODUCTS\" curling up under the tiger's grinning muzzle. \n\nDwayne began to get suspicious, at that point.\n\n- - - - - - -- - - -\n\nSo that concludes this little comic from [url=https://www.furaffinity.net/user/lenexwants]LenexWants[/url] You can see the whole comic in one image [url=https://www.furaffinity.net/view/12380658/]By clicking here! (FA Link)[/url] And go commission him and stuff, he's awesome!\n\nSo what did you think? Should there be a sequel? Is CharnCo the cause of the virus, or just ahead of the game as far as market trends?! Was it a fun comic to read, or is there somethign terribly broken and wrong with me for comissioning such deviancy?\n\nAnd should Dwayne show up in any later stories? :)\n\nHappy New YEar!", "description_bbcode_parsed": "
The clinic was a part of the high school's cafeteria, cordoned off into seperate rooms with big white curtains. It was sterile seeming, if cluttered - the school had been just starting to prepare lunch when the emergency had sounded, and there were still pots of stuff on the stoves, trays of orange and green goop in the cooling oven. There were prep tables and counters, though, and Dwayne's assigned doctor patted one such prep table with a finely manicured rabbitpaw.

"Sit right up, there we go. Oh, my, those pants look fit to burst!" He chuckled, and Dwayne's brow furrowed down. He stepped around a fresh red stain on the floor, and carefully eased himself up onto the table.

"Is that supposed to be funny?" He asked, as the rabbit in the white lab coat scribbled on a clipboard.

"Hmm? Oh, well no, I guess I see your point. Just trying to cut the tension a bit, you know, help bring down your stress."

"Doctor... ungh. My balls are... going to pop, any minute now, and you're telling me to worry about being stressed?" He leaned back, allowing the doctor in to unfasten his bulging fly, the button long since having been lost to the tension. Dwayne bit his lower lip - his balls were so tightly mashed against the teeth of his zipper, that each seperating tooth threatened to take a bit of skin with it. When the zipper was about half way down, his tremendously swollen, aching testicles flopped up and out, literally blossoming out into the open air.

He wheezed, the shifting of pressure as painful as that golfball he took to his nuts back in college. The feeling of those tender, enflamed tissues swelling took all thought out of him, all thought except the eye-blurring recognition that there was something terribly, terribly wrong with his testicles.

The rabbit's warm, latexed fingers carefully slid under his tight-skinned pouch, and he lifted the stag's right nut gently up into the air. The pouch was so taut and tight that the left one, hugged snugly against it's brother, came up too, almost seeming to levitate.

"Oof." Dwayne managed to get his eyes to focus again, staring worriedly at the easy way the doctor was handling him. "Careful, doc." He felt silly, reminding the doctor of what he was handling, of course the doctor knew what he was doing, he had probably been handling nuts all day. He seemed friendly, confident, so why was Dwayne so pensive?

The thought of his friend's scrotum rupturing, literally exploding into gobbets of goo and nut chunks, reminded him why.

"Well these are just beautiful. It looks like you got here just in time." The rabbit gestured to Dwayne's right, where a roll of stickers lay partially unfurled. The stickers said "Hi, My name is", with a big blank space underneath, the kind you use at corporate retreats and church dinners and the like. "Lean on over, and sign that nametag for me, and I'll fix ya right up!"

"Really?" Dwayne's testicles throbbed, dangerously darkening, the pain driving him to respond instinctually. "You're can fix this? Oh, I was so worried!" Thank God! He grabbed the sharpie from the table and poised it over the big blank sticker. His name. His name. Umm. Gawd, should he put his full name, or just his nickname? Were they going to call out his name later so he could claim something?

Another, powerful burst of pain, more urgent then the others, and he blindly pushed the pen down into the paper. H... O.... O... how many other guys go by Hooves around here, anyways? The doctor clinked at something to the stag's other side, as he finished his name.

He finished the S, as he felt the sharp, icy-cold burn of something sharper than glass, sharper than a knife press through the heavily-tautened neck of his scrotum. Dwayne dropped the pen, jerking his shoulders back away from the pain, and turned his head back just in time to see the doctor finish zipping some metal thing along the front of his scrotum. Pain soaked up, up through the already taxed nerves, a sharp pain that curdled in his sides and made him grit his teeth.

"HEY!" he shouted, legs twitching, his hands instinctively moving to cup and protect himself from the pain. What the hell was the doctor trying to do?!

He found out almost immediately, as his grasping, protective paws found his thick, soft sheath, wet now with a bit of fluid of some sort, and.. nothing underneath. Just a soft, empty, tender flap of skin.

The pain was, surprisingly, not as bad now as it had been only a few moments before, quickly sputtering into a dull ache. That was physically. Mentally, though, Dwayne couldn't think, couldn't process what he was feeling, what he was seeing.

The doctor, smiling chipperly, holding up a massive, swollen, darkened leather bag, the purse-string like tip of it smoothly sliced, sticky looking with a bit of red fluid. His balls were gone, his balls were in the doctor's hands? His balls were being held up like some rogue bit of car machinery that needed replaced?!

His mouth opened, but he could not scream, merely staring, staring at the nuts in the doctor's hands.

"There we are!" the doctor said, and held the balls a little closer to the stag. "This is where the sticker comes on. Wouldn't want to get yours confused with the others, would we? Go on! Stick the tag on now!"

Dumbly, unable to think, Dwayne pulled the sticker from it's backing. He frowned, deeply. This was wrong, so wrong! A sticker? With his nickname on it?

Obviously the sticker was to keep track of the balls so that... so that when the virus or whatever it was, was cured, they could be reattached, right?

He pushed the sticker on to the sticky, tacky flesh of his own severed scrotum. He could feel it's warmth, through the sticker, as he rubbed his finger along it to make sure it had a good seal.

"It's such a Great set!" the doctor chimed in, reassuringly, though it didn't help Dwayne feel any better.

"Uh, so... I mean, how are you going to... I mean, how do I claim them?" he asked, feeling surprisingly timid. Having his nuts sliced off wasn't as bad as, say, having them explode, but... it wasn't in his plans to go around ball-less for the rest of his life.

"Hmm? Oh, don't worry about all that, we have all your information." Dwayne watched the doctor intently, as he walked over to one of the large plastic bins along the back side wall of the clinic. There were three of them - one covered with a big plastic lid, one empty, and the one in the middle. Nearly waist high on the doctor, it was probably seventy-eighty percent full.

Full of nutsacks.

They were all huge, almost as big as his, though as the doctor casually dropped his on top of the rest, he saw that none of them were quite as big.

He wasn't sure if he should feel proud of that, or ashamed at his lost, or what, really. The front of the bin said something, faded black spraypainted logo that he couldn't quite read, but taped over the front of that was a computer printed banner that said, simply, "SPECIMENS".

There were a couple of those stickers, like the one he had filled out, stuck to the sides of the bin, the rim, laying on the ground around it. Inside the bin, those scrotums, of various colors, furriness, lay in a haphazard pile against and on top of each other - there were naked testicles that had spilled from their pouches, just hanging out nestled against others.

Maybe it was shock, that kept him quiet, kept him from running back into the waiting room and letting the others know of the fate. Maybe it was denial that kept him from jumping up and knocking the doctor over, diving fist first into that bin and reclaiming his nuts, His balls, for himself.

Or maybe it was the exhaustion from hours of excrutiating pain that, surprisingly, had almost entirely left him, that got the ex-stag to pull his now Much looser fitting pants up. His sheath swam in the empty space that used to be stuffed to the brim with his nuts. It felt like his jeans were still warm, there, warm with the heat his balls, now gone, had made.

"You're all done, now, Hooves." the doctor said, kindly, taking the standing buck by the waist and guiding him towards the rear of the curtained off clinic room. "If you don't mind leaving through the gymnasium, I really have to attend to as many of your fellow bovids as I can."

"Yeah, yeah, right," he said, his head spinning. He stepped forward, and again, feeling the peculiar tingle of the Lack of his balls between his thighs. Just nothing there. Gone.

He stepped out into the back of the school, blinking his eyes at the sunlight. Around him, other bovids and ungulates were standing, some smoking cigarettes, some talking quietly, privately on their phones. Everyone seemed dazed, confused, bewildered.

"Hon... I have some... bad news." said a gazelle, his hand absently toying with the little flap of skin beneath his sheath. "I... err... well I think you need to keep the baby."

There was even a horse, looking even more confused then the rest.

"Did you have the virus, too?" Dwayne asked him, curiously.

"Virus!? Hell no, I'm just the janitor! I asked them about that meat truck around the back of the building, and the next thing I know they've got my nuts in a plastic baggy!"

Meat Truck? Dwayne peered in the way the red furred horse gestured, and indeed, there was a large, refrigerated ice box truck at the loading dock of the high school. CHARNCO was emblazoned across the top of an iconic wide-grinning tiger, with "MEAT PRODUCTS" curling up under the tiger's grinning muzzle.

Dwayne began to get suspicious, at that point.

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So that concludes this little comic from LenexWants You can see the whole comic in one image By clicking here! (FA Link) And go commission him and stuff, he's awesome!

So what did you think? Should there be a sequel? Is CharnCo the cause of the virus, or just ahead of the game as far as market trends?! Was it a fun comic to read, or is there somethign terribly broken and wrong with me for comissioning such deviancy?

And should Dwayne show up in any later stories? :)

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