# Fitting into a flat cage Rich had a big dick.  It was one of the reasons he didn't go by Dick. If he was being honest, it was the main reason why he started to cage himself.  Sure the bull loved his cock and loved to stroke it, but there was something enticing about putting it away and mooing like a good cow as his ass got pounded.   Self caged for most of the year, he always liked to challenge himself for locktober.  The past few had been attempts to drop the size of his cage. Last year's medium cage felt so tiny on him that he couldn't go the whole month and bailed back to his large cage only a week in.  15 inches of thick leathery cock, with its splotchy black and white pattern, were only so compressible.  That week had been bliss as much as it had been excruciating.  Having less of a bulge was satisfying. He wanted so badly to have that flat look.  Big dick problems maybe but it was what got him off.  That dream made seeing the cage hypnotic. Every time he went to the sex shop, he had to look at the cages.  This time, there was something new.  A flat cage, but one big enough for a bovine like him. The large metal ring looked his size.  Huge enough to go around his balls comfortably.  Entirely made of glistening steel and beautiful. And that cage, a mostly solid metal disk flush with the ring.  He just looked at it in the display case and was filled with despair.  He wanted it on him.  It was impossible, his cock could never ever fit.  But his cock tightened and got drippy in his current cage just looking at it. A warm friendly, slightly groping, hand crept along his back. "Something caught your eye?" A chubby boar said next to him.  He was a hot daddy type, and also packed something big in his leather short shorts.  When he saw Rich looking, he dropped them enough for a quick flash. A very hairy bush with a cock that made even him feel inadequate.   Looking back and forth between the cage and the boar. He blushed and tried to meet his gaze, instead of staring at his crotch again. "Ya, two things." He said. "Not that I could ever wear that.  I would love to but-" The hand groping his cage surprised him but wasn't unwelcome.  He was definitely leaking now.  "Strip, boy." The boar said, in a beautiful commanding way that begged to be followed. Rich saw an employee shrug, and so he shrugged too.  His pants were barely down when the boar started fondling his cage directly.   "It's too big for you." He said, feeling the cock as it fought hard against the metal lattice. It barely contained him when he wasn't getting excited.  This leaking was just embarrassing.  "Tell me boy, you want that flat cage right? You want your cock gone? Just a caged up nub above your balls?" He pulled hard and Rich stumbled forward. Moaning and nodding, he agreed.  "Ye-Yes Sir. I would give anything to wear that cage." Rich gasped as his balls were played with roughly. They rolled over the boar's rough hand.  He wasn't even embarrassed, the naked fool, plaything for this daddy.  They wanted whatever this daddy wanted..   Another sharp pull of his balls brought his mouth, open in surprise, into the open snout of the boar.  His tongue invaded. He stumbled, fell and got caught by the daddy before catching himself and returning the sloppy powerful kiss. "You're coming home with Tusk Daddy and you aren't leaving till I'm holding the key to your flat little cage." the boar said.   Rich nodded, his mouth hanging loosely as boar slobber dripped from his maw.  His cage leaked as they kissed again. --- Tusk Daddy told him to be a good cow and bend over for one of the employees at the sex shop while he finished shopping.  Rich agreed enthusiastically.  His cage throbbed and he felt objectified.  The employee made him moo and gave him a load before Tusk Daddy dragged him, still naked to his car.  Passing the few people on the way to his car was exciting.   The daddy fondled his cage as he drove and fed him his own precum.  "Locktober starts tomorrow," Rich said nervously. "If you can get me into the flat cage, are you going to keep me locked up all month?" He said as the man groped his pecks without taking his eyes off the road. The boar snorted.  "What's your name kid?"   "Rich, Richard. I just go by Rich." He said, looking away. "Not Dick Boy?" Tusk Daddy said.  Rich could feel his gaze bleeding into him. "In my house you go by Dick Boy." He nodded and got a chill down his spine as they entered his driveway.  "Dick Boy.  Yes sir." --- "My backup, it's in my wallet. I caged myself because I don't have a keyholder currently." Rich said nervously standing there in nothing but his cage, as Daddy Tusk found the key.  His clothes and the bag of stuff from the sex shop were on the daddies table.  He had assembled a few other things, but Rich only had eyes for Tusk Daddy.   He grunted and threw the key over. "I want to see how hard you can get." He said and slapped the table in front of them a few times.  "Nice and hard, lay that dick out, Dick Boy." Inside the daddies short shorts, the bulge of that massive cock was unavailable.  He couldn't wait to be bred by it.   His hand shook as he inserted the key and slid off the large cage, that his dick still strained in.  His cock sprang to live.  It grew, and the lines and wrinkles where the cage had held it faded. It hadn't been free in so long, and it was a pretty sight.  He stroked lightly and watched it grow.  Slowly, its full 15 inches rested on the table, showing off the black and white pattern usually hidden by a layer of metal.  Being uncaged made him feel naked. He didn't feel that way until now. All he wanted was to be dressed in that pretty cage by this daddy, his daddy, and feel snug again.   Next to him, Tusk Daddy laid his own dick out.  A bit longer, a bit thicker, and massively thick foreskin that covered its head even with the cock so hard.  The pink cock looked delicious, and so did the hairy dad bod boar that was slapping it on the table. He emptied the bag from the store out onto the table.  It only had two things. The flat cage, and a bag of small thick rubber bands.  From nearby, he grabbed an odd metal tool.  Rich only realized what it was when a rubber band was placed on it and with great effort was stretched around a few metal fingers.  Daddy Tusk gave a dark grin.  "You're a smart boy, know how you're fitting in the cage?" Rich looked down at his cock. "Like you said, Without my dick sir, just a nub." Fear flooded him.  Images of what it would look like flooded his head. His dick twitched and oozed precum. "It's good you're scared." He said, and squeezed Rich's ass "Boys like you need to be scared, but want it anyway." He grabbed his snout and made him look him in the eye. "Do you want it? I won't make you do it."  He should leave and pretend this never happened. "I-I… Yes sir." He said.  His dick twitched and oozed precum.   Tusk Daddy didn't let go. "Say it." "I want my dick cut off!" Dick Boy said.  Tears welled up but a calm overtook him.  Tusk Daddy held him close for a while, and waited till he was ready.  With a nod, he slid the tool holding a tight elasticator ring open into his hand. "Dick Boy, show daddy how much of your cock you want cut off." He took a deep breath, then with his dick in one hand, he fed it through the stretched out elastic.  Looking up at Daddy Tusk and at the flat cage, he knows what it would take.  He just has so much cock, almost all of it has to go.  As close as he can get. It was likely going to leave him with less than half an inch at the base.  His hand shaked.  The boar's hands steadied his, and they pulled the trigger together.  Pain, so much pain as the tiny elastic dropped off of all the fingers and snapped back to it's tiny side.  It dug into his cock from all sides at once, squeezing it, trying to sever all the blood flow.  The ring was tight and holding strong.  He could feel the effort, and it failing to push blood through that ring and to his cock..   From being locked away, he forgot how sensitive it could be. It felt on fire, but watching Tusk Daddy stroking it was electric.  He is a good cow that deserves the pleasure.  He feels it.  He can do this.  He moos and yells and cries then just breathes. "It's gorgeous." He said, his stroking fading into numbness as Rich watched breathlessly. " An art piece, but it would make a much better toy than a cock. It's been locked away enough." Then again the tool was placed in his hand.  "Another." Rich mumbled through the pain and the pleasure. It's like his whole cock is asleep and has pins and needles everywhere.  But dutifully he took the tool and put another ring on near the first with Tusk Daddy's guiding hand.  It stung painfully.  Failing to control himself, he thrashed.  He can't feel his cock much anymore.  It was surreal, looking down watching the Boar stroke him and feeling nothing. What a headrush.  His knees weakened, his body shook. His body reacted like he was being edged and the horny haze filled him.     Before he knew it, he was on all fours. His ass was up in the air and the boar was licking it.  Looking back his banded cock swung.  The two tight spots where it was bound were between him and his daddy.  The good cow he was waits.  His hole is ready and waiting and needy.  His prostate yells at him as his cock dies.  Pound me. His cock swings against his leg as the boar mounts him.  It feels like his leg was slapped by a paddle.  Something that wasn't him.  A sigh of relief when his ass expands.  The sliding cock on his cow pleasure point, it's perfect.  With his numb cock, he remembers that this is his true identity. Right here, always the cow, never the bull.   The oddest sensation of cumming happens to him.  He feels his body spasm, but with his cock so tight nothing happens, no cum shoots out, no leaking.  But that pressure goes somewhere, It rolls around him and then erupts into an urgent need to piss.  His thick heavy load inflates his bladder with no other options.  Daddy Tusk rubs continues fucking him hard as he reaches down to rub the inflated part of his lower belly, just above his crotch. Dick Boy whines with need.  'Soon,' he tells himself. 'There won't be a cock to block him ever again.' He yells out, wanting to tell Daddy Tusk how much he wants his cum, but instead yells out. "Take my cock daddy!" Blurts out of him and that's when the boar started to cum, and he came for a while. --- Daddy Tusk laid the boy down on his bed.  He asked to be tied up, and daddy tied his arms and legs to the corner of the bed.  His cock stood straight up in the air and daddy had done lots of things to it.  In his daze, he couldn't follow all of it.  Something about a catheter being squeezed through the binds.  Cum and piss had flooded out and he felt relief.  The odd feeling of his bladder emptying without the sensation of piss flowing through his cock was something he would have to get used to.  Whatever the boar was doing, rubbing things and doing stuff to him, he didn't feel.  He just watched lazily from his spot on the bed while his daddy's cum poured slowly from his tailhole.  "Take a good look at this." A sharp knife was brought to him.  Red handle, silver blade, and his reflection warped, looked back at him.  4 notches were cut into the blade.  "Gonna be the 5th dick I have taken, all with this knife. Boy, are you ready to be dickless?" "Dickless Brothers?" Dick Boy said. He looked up at the kind face of Tusk Daddy who nodded. "Daddy, I'm ready." It was over so quickly.  There was a bit of pain but only a little.  Just a few short seconds, and his hard massive slab of bovine meat went from being his to not.  Precum oozed through the top of the catheter.  It really happened. He could see the gap between him and his cock. It was nothing and it was everything. He passed out. --- Morning light streamed into the room.  Daddy Tusk was busy cleaning up his wound when he woke up.  The band holding his cock closed was gone.  His nub was a nice smooth cut, flat like a table just above his balls. Some healing ointment or something must have helped because it looked healed.  A furless patch where a white and black pattern like on the side of his cock was left, and a tiny hole at the center was his pisshole.  When the boar saw he was awake, he found himself crushed beneath the daddles naked body.  Another make out session with his daddy made him swoon.   It was almost funny how easy it was for Tusk Daddy to put the flat cage on him.  The ring around his balls felt tight and snug and the flat bit squeezed and pressed against his stub of a cock perfectly.  It was a nice surprise that even without a cock he still could strain from getting a bit hard in the cage.  Rubbing it was surreal.  It was everything he ever wanted it to be.  He loved how flat he was.  Sure his pants still had his balls would be creating a bit of a bulge, but he loved that even uncaged, he would never have to have a big bulge like that ever again. Tusk Daddy fondled his balls.  He mooed, like a good cow, and leaked precum through his cage.  Then his tailhole got fondled, and Dick Boy knew to present his ass. They hadn't spoken at all this morning, he had just been lost in his dickless crotch.  "Thank you Tusk Daddy. I love being Dick Boy, now that I don't have a dick."   "I knew you would." His daddy said.  Expecting the daddie's cock like last time, something else, lathered in lube hit him.  Leathery, but just as big or just a bit smaller.  He moaned as he realized what it was.  His cock slid deeper into him and he moaned from it fucking him.  He mooed, tried to hold his cum back, but couldn't and came immediately.  He came for the first time without a dick because of his dick.  Daddy Tusk had given Dick Boy the best gift ever on the first day of locktober.