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WARNING: This story contains scenes of penectomy (removal of the penis) and has scenes of a homosexual nature. If you don't like any of these, you may be best closing the story now ;)", "writing": "WARNING: This story contains scenes of penectomy (removal of the penis) and has scenes of a homosexual nature. If you don't like any of these, you may be best closing the story now ;)\n\n[b]Contact:[/b] Tweets\n[b]Target:[/b] Tek\n[b]Age:[/b] Unknown, presumed mid-twenties.\n[b]Species:[/b] T'vaoan.\n[b]Remove:[/b] Cock and tail.\n[b]Reason: [/b]His dick is bigger than mine, and that's TOTALLY UNACCEPTABLE! I swear that thing is like fucking twenty-two inches!\n[b]Special requests:[/b] Record it, and make him cum. I wanna see him HUMILIATED!\n\nIt was a beautiful Saturday morning, the sun was shining, the birds were singing, and the world seemed peaceful. \nTek had woken up an hour ago. He was a T’vaoan, with typical dark coloured skin, and avian features such as a beak, but interspersed with teeth, and crimson feathers about the top and round the back of his head. Unlike some T’vaoan’s however he had a few features more unique to himself. \n\nOne of which was his tail; some six foot in length, looking in part a little like a hairless rat’s tail, but at its end a plume of crimson feathers. He was sat wearing a black t-shirt and jeans, lounging on the sofa, watching some morning TV while his tail idly flicked back and forth over the back of his chair.\n\nHis phone buzzed on the chair arm beside him, and he looked down to find a new submission had been posed on FuzzBunny by one of his favourite artists. He picked up his phone and tapped the message, with it taking him straight to the website and to the new picture.\n\nIt was of a rat boy in his twenties with a 12-inch tapered dick in the throws of an orgasm. Laid on his back with a grimaced face, his hips thrust up off the ground, his dick held not by the rat’s hand, but by the rat’s tail wrapped around it with his length shooting an enormous rope of cum over his head. \n\nTek’s tail stopped flicking back and forth and now curled round in a pretty loop as he blushed a little... He felt his pants starting to get a little tighter at the front and he shifted a little uncomfortably as he sat there looking at the picture… \n\nHe looked at the time on his phone. He was heading to the shooting range soon, but did he have time to do a bit of edging before he went? He wondered... \n\nTek had been challenging himself to edge now for almost a full week. He hadn’t set any limit on how many times, just that he wasn’t letting himself come until the Sunday – which happened to be tomorrow. \n\nHe moved his tail round to hang off the sofa, then turned, sliding back a little to lay down.\n\nHe had one leg hanging down the side and bringing up his other to rest on the chair arm. His hand moved down to his crotch, where his jeans were already tenting, and gently squeezed at the contents... He undid the button and unzipped them carefully, before allowing the tapered tips of his two dicks to slip free. \n\nThis was his other unique trait. He hadn’t known any other T’vaoan to have two dicks... but for him it was twice the pleasure. He rubbed his hand up against both of his lengths, and with his dicks both being as manoeuvrable as his tail was, they pushed back, their tips gently hooking round to get caught with each gentle rub. \n\nTek moaned out, he was so pent up... his lengths grew more from his slit – the lengths already topping 12 inches but still growing. Both lengths began to leak pre as he held his phone in his other hand, looking over the length of the rat, the seed that he was shooting, the expression on his face... \n\nTek was soon at his full length, two huge twenty-two-inch tapered dicks, now slick with pre, his single hand being unable to hold both, he teased just his right length, running his hand up and down it, letting out a little growl as he did. His other length, pushed up against his first, allowing the back of his hand to rub and tease at it. \n\nAlthough he’d only been teasing himself for a couple of minutes, he could already feel his climax well on its way. He moved his hand back and forth quicker, dropping his phone on the wooden floor beside the sofa and then grasping his other length to allow it to join in. He was getting close... he groaned, feeling deep inside him a pressure beginning to build... and at the last moment he could before tipping over the edge, he froze. \n\nHis dicks throbbing, twitching, squirming trying to get that extra manipulation to drive them over the edge, but he had held it at bay for now... he started to move his hands once more – just a fraction of an inch... slowly ... back, and forth – holding his squirming lengths on the very edge… not enough to cum, but to just totter on the brink... \n\nHis tail flicked back and forth as he concentrated, feeling that seductive feeling glowing in his crotch. He knew just one misplaced hand, a little too hard, a little too far, and it would be released. He held it at bay, like a bear pacing in a cage looking for any small chink of weakness, his dicks squirming still more, slick with pre as he now had reduced his hand movements to just gentle squeezes... \n\nHe began panting, holding himself right there on the edge of climax, his beak open, his face with a desperate expression, as if it was someone else doing this to him. Someone else denying him the biggest climax he could muster... holding him off …. Then he let go of his sensitive lengths, gasping. \n\nHe’d managed to keep himself from coming, but as he panted, he thought about how big an explosion tomorrow was going to be and grinned, flopping and allowing his dicks start to slowly soften and retreat back into his slit after being teased mercilessly once more.\n\nIt took him around ten minutes to finally be in a position to fasten his jeans back up, keeping his mind on what he was going to be doing shortly. He was going to check his rifle, make sure there was enough ammo, and head via the café for a latté before heading down to the shooting range. \n\nHe pushed himself back up off the sofa and headed into the spare room where he kept his rifle carefully stowed in his rifle bag. He unzipped it and pulled out his beloved AR-15. \n\nAfter making all his checks, he checked the time and put his rifle back into the bag and put it over his shoulder. He grabbed his phone and keys, putting them into his pocket before finally heading over to the door and out into the warm sunshine. \n\nThe café he was going to he knew well. He called at the same café every weekday morning on his way to work at the bank as a security guard. He had been recently chatting to a cute fox girl called Vikki and she always tended to be in and around when he was in the morning. She had explained she was heading to work and starting her job at the same time as him. Apparently, she was a vet, so she had told him at least.\n\nHe turned the corner and down the street he could see the café to the right. Nothing like starting the day right with a well-made, correctly tamped, properly pulled, steam-spun milky latté. \n\nHe walked into the café and sat down at his usual table, putting his bag down on the floor under it and picking up a menu just out of habit rather than him needing to. \n\nThe café wasn’t too busy, the table beside him had one person; a raccoon, sat drinking a cappuccino and checking his phone, and a couple of other tables further in had also people drinking iced coffee. \n\nThe white bunny waitress walked over “Wanting your usual, Tek?” she asked.\n\n“Yes please.” Tek replied.\n\nAs he waited, he looked through the window on his left, looking at the cars driving past and the people walking by. It was then he felt a tap on his shoulder. He looked round to see the fox girl he’d been chatting to so much smiling down at him.\n\n“Working Saturdays now?” she said.\n\n“Nah I’m off to go to the shooting range. I always do on Saturday mornings” he said back\n\n“Oh, that’s right, you mentioned that on Thursday didn’t you!” she grinned and then sat down at the table behind him.\n\nTek turned his chair now sideways from his table so he could talk to her better. “So, how’s work going then?” he asked her \n\n“Oh, you know, usual stuff. The boss getting me to go out and just be distraction for the customers while he does his thing” she said rolling her eyes and letting out a sigh. \n\nTwomasks grinned as he sipped his coffee at the table beside Tek’s as he heard Nikki telling him literally what she was doing. She always did know how to hide in plain sight… \n\nThe waitress brought Tek’s latte out and placed it on the table beside him. It was perfect. No hotter than 140 degrees, the milk having micro-foam on the top and a beautiful leaf formed by the milk being poured through the espresso’s crema. Tek reached to the side to pick it up and started to sip at it while he and Nikki chatted.\n\nTwomasks hearing the T’vaoan engrossed in conversation now checked to see where his tail was, as this guy often would put his tail round things he needed to keep safe, but it appeared he was distracted enough that his tail was gently flicking back and forth happily, and well out of the way of the rifle bag under the table. He reached down and carefully slid it under his table and pushed it further towards the bathroom door which was right by his table.\n\nHe now put his half-drunk coffee back on the table and stood up, and then discretely tucking the rifle bag through the bathroom door as he entered, trusting Nikki to hold Tek’s attention before locking the door behind him.\n\nHe now opened the rifle bag and admired how neat and tidy everything was strapped inside. He now moved over to the pedestal which had the sink on top, and pushing to the panel on the right, the panel popped open, and inside along with the sink’s pipes was a small battery-operated drill, some miscellaneous tools and a small pot of black paint with a small paint brush.\n\nTwomasks lifted the rifle from the bag and held it so that he could access the underside of the barrel, then he held a small self-tapping screw designed to screw into metal to the barrel and pushed the drill, fixed with a screwdriver bit up against it.\n\nHe pulled the trigger of the drill slightly so that the drill turned quietly but forcefully as he pushed the drill firmly against the screw, and the screw begin to bite into the metal of the barrel. Without much effort the screw began to dig and bite in. Nikki had found out the gun he used, and he had managed to source the perfect screw size to bridge through the barrel and bite into the metal on the other side without causing any bumps that would give it away. \n\nAs the screw finally finished working its way in up to its head, Twomasks now took a small hacksaw from the cupboard he’d prepared the day before and saw off the head of the screw. Next, he brought a rasp up and ground down the screw’s metal so that it was flush to the barrel, and finally he touched up the metal and the barrel with the paint, blowing on it to help it set quicker.\n\nWhen the paint was tacky, he set the gun back in the bag exactly as it was and zipped it back up. He put his equipment back into the pedestal and set the panel back as it had been and the job was done.\n\nTwomasks now unlocked the bathroom door, discretely slipped the bag through low as he came out, and pushed it under his table as he sat back down. \n\nHe took a sip of his now cold coffee, which he didn’t particularly enjoy, and slid the rifle bag back under Tek’s table as if it had never been touched. \n\nNikki, now having seen Twomasks had done his thing quickly looked at her watch “OH! Heck. I need to go – sorry!” she said looking at the T’vaoan “I didn’t even get a coffee!”\n\nTek laughed and stuck his tongue out at her “Ok! I’ll see you Monday I guess?” he said watching her get back up from her table \n\n“Yep! See you Monday!” She said opening the door and heading back out onto the street and heading off out of sight. \nTek turned his chair back to his table and finished the rest of his coffee. ‘Time to make a move’ he thought to himself, his tail moving down to slip under the strap of his rifle bag and lifting it up so he could collect it easier with his hand and pulled it up over his shoulder. \n\nTek stood up, leaving money on the table for the waitress and set off out of the café to the shooting range.\n\n\nTek walked into the shooting range and checked himself in before walking out to his designated spot. He took out his rifle and set up his ammunition on the shelf in front of him. Finally, he checked to look at his target and loaded the cartridges into his rifle. \n\nTek had had a lot of practice with a rifle having been brought up shooting a gun, and with his job being a security guard, he also received advanced training without having to pay for it.\n\nHe planted his feet, rested the stock back against his shoulder, looked down the sight and aimed first for the head of the target in front of him. When he was sure he was on the target, he squeezed the trigger. \n\nAs the hammer hit the primer of the cartridge, the flash ignited the powder. The bullet was fired up the barrel of the gun, a wave of hot gasses forcing up behind it. In a fraction of a second, the bullet struck up against the screw obstruction, it slammed diagonally against the barrel, jamming itself tighter still. The hot gasses had no where to go as they expanded, and the body of the gun exploded in Tek’s hands, sending shards of metal, flame and gas in every direction. \n\nTek took one of the shards to his leg, and another ricocheted off his face. Luckily for him, the bony growths on his face had deflected it rather than it burying itself in him. But his hands and arms hadn’t been so lucky, with various cuts and one piece of metal having cut fairly deep in.\n\nTek fell back to the ground from the force of the blast, confused as his purple blood began to seep through his jeans and down his arms. Other shooters there came over to check he was alright. \n\n“Hey, shit dude, are you alright?! Your rifle exploded in your face!” Said a burly looking lion.\n\nTek brought a hand to his face, rubbing his head and then looked round to check his tail was ok, which thankfully it was. “Yeah… I think so…” He said slightly dazed \n\nThe lion offered a hand and helped Tek back on his feet “You best go to the medical room and get yourself checked over” The lion said patting the T’vaoan on the back.\n\nTek nodded, still dazed and started walking his way down the walkway, limping from the injury he’d taken to his thigh. \n\nIt was only a short walk down a corridor, looking at the sign reading the doctor was in, and heading into a small medical room with a chair not dissimilar to a dentist’s char. “H-hello? Anyone in?” he asked looking round the room and not being able to see anyone.\n\nComing down the corridor behind him was Twomasks, now dressed in a doctor’s coat, and as he passed the sign saying the doctor was in, he flicked it back to what it was when he’d found it ‘Doctor Out. In case of emergency, dial 911”\n\nTwomasks opened the door and looked at the T’vaoan “Oh, you look a bit of a mess.” He said.\n\nTek nodded, dripping a little blood onto the floor “Yeah, I think my rifle exploded… I don’t remember it actually happening...” he replied.\n\nTwomasks moved over and guided the T’vaoan to the chair and helped him into it. “I need to have a look at your injuries.” he said as he helped Tek’s feet up onto the footrest. He then noted the hole in his jeans with the blood oozing out slowly, and then moved up to inspect his arms. \n\nTwomasks thought to himself maybe it had done a little more damage than he’d hoped..\n\nTek winced as he moved his arms and Twomasks spotted the shard of metal sticking out. \n\n“Ok.” Twomasks said and pulled out some arm rests from the chair “I’m going to have to get these metal shards out, but it’s going to hurt, so I’m going to have to restrain you, ok?” he said\n\nTek nodded “Sure thing doc… could you give me anything for the pain?” \n\nTwomasks looked round the room “It appears not.” He said before taking some leather straps from a bag he had under the chair and wrapping them round the armrests of the doctor’s chair, then again on each ankle down on the footrest parts of it. \n\nTwomasks then checked under the chair to make sure the T’vaoan’s tail was safely through the tail hole of the chair “Comfortable?” he asked \n\nTek nodded “Except the pain of having bits of gun stuck in me sure!” he winced \n\nTwomasks now took some forceps from on the countertop and moved over to the T’vaoan’s arm, closing it onto the shard of metal in his arm and then carefully pulling it up and out from Tek’s forearm. \n\n“SHIT that hurts!” Tek said struggling a little, his tail whipping about under the chair. \n\nTwomasks dropped the metal into a metal kidney dish and looked down at his leg. “The problem here is, your pants.” Twomasks said, walking over to grab some sharp fabric cutting scissors off the counter “I’m going to have to cut them off.” He said \n\nTek hmphed loudly but nodded “Fine...” he said as the raccoon moved to his crotch and began undoing his button and zipper.\n\nTwomasks noted how he wasn’t wearing any underwear, and being new to T’vaoans he didn’t know they had genital slits either, which was now evident as he moved his hand down to cut from the zipper, all the way down the leg on both sides and opened them up. \n\nHe looked at the wound and grabbed his forceps once again, pushing the ends into the wound until they found something metal inside. He once more locked it on, with Tek gritting his teeth, growling at the pain, and started extracting it. \n\nThe piece of metal slipped out and the wound began to bleed much quicker. Twomasks had been expecting it and grabbed a large pad and applied pressure with one hand while wrapping a bandage tightly around his leg with the other.\n\nFinaly, he taped it off and went back to look at the arm wounds. Not being a doctor, Twomasks bandaged up his arms as it seemed to be the best thing. “There. A bit of rest and you should be as good as new in a couple of weeks” Twomasks said\n\n“Thanks Doc...” Tek said looking over the bandages.\n\n“But there are a couple of other injuries which may need longer treatment” Twomasks then said coldly.\n\nTek looked confused “Where?” \n\n“Well, your tail, and your crotch” Twomasks said.\n\nTek still looked confused, looking down at his crotch, and then flicking his tail around a little under the chair… “No? I Think everything is fine?” \n\nTwomasks brought up a camera and attached it to a camera stand and set it up so that it could see the T’vaoan in his restraint chair. “It is, but it won’t be.” Twomasks grinned and slipped the doctors jacket off revealing his usual dark hoodie and sweatpants.\n\n“What?!” Tek said trying to work out what was going on. \n\n“Now, there’s this person who I think admires you.” Twomasks said “And they’ve asked me to check you out a little bit...” He said moving over and placing his hand over the warm sensitive slit at Tek’s crotch.\n\n“Vikki asked you to check out my crotch and tail??” Tek asked puzzled\n\n“Vikki? OH! The fox girl. No, someone else. They saw your dick and were very jealous of what you had.” Twomasks said, starting to rub and tease into the slit a little\n\nTek was enjoying the feeling, but he wasn’t sure about the restraints, tugging on them a little … “I … I think maybe they should come see me themself…” Tek said\n\n“They won’t, but they will get the video that’s now being recorded over there” Twomasks said gesturing over to the camera \n\nTek glanced over to the camera and blushed deeply… “Uhm... turn it off, would you? I don’t want you filming my junk...” \n\nTwomasks shook his head and noticed Tek’s crotch beginning to feel firmer, he teased inside and felt Tek’s dick just there, and began running a finger gently up along it. \n\n“Fuck...” Tek said feeling his dicks starting to grow “stop it please...”\n\nTwomasks grinned as he saw a pink tip slide up out of the slit, but was taken a little bit by surprise when a second tip slipped out next to it “Two Dicks?” Twomasks asked \n\nTek growled “Yeah, now get off me for fucks sake!” \n\nTwomasks grinned and grasped both emerging tapered lengths and gave them a gentle pull, tugging them a little more uncomfortably from their cosy home, and feeling them throb and twitch, and begin to move in his hand. “Oh, prehensile dicks... you are a fancy creature.” he said as he started to rub back and forth over them \n\n“FUCK OFF! GET OFF MY DICKS!” Tek said, his tail now whipping round from under the chair and wrapping round Twomasks’ ankle and starting to tug him away. \n\nTwomasks growled and looked down at the tail wrapped round his foot “Bad news bird boy, that’s coming with me as well.” \n\n“I’m NOT A BIRD. What the fuck do you mean coming with you?!” Tek replied, tightening his grip on the raccoon’s ankle with his tail, and still tugging\n\nTwomasks picked up a bone saw from the countertop “I’m going to cut your tail off, followed by your front ‘tails’’.” He said before moving down under the chair, purposefully pinning the rest of the T’vaoan’s tail under his body.\n\n“NO! WAIT! PLEASE NO! NO NOT MY TAIL!” Tek screamed out, feeling his tail being tugged down as he laid, struggling with the restraints on his wrists and ankles... \n\nTwomasks held the saw blade against the base of the T’vaoans tail sticking through the chair as if he was about to saw through a small tree trunk “Best say goodbye to this pretty thing” Twomasks said. \n\nTek let go of the raccoon’s ankle now, and with the part of his tail not pinned under the raccoon’s body he began to try to hit the raccoon wherever he could, whipping him over and over. \n\nTwomasks growled, but rather than saying anything, he thought it best to say it with a blade. He shoved the saw blade forward firmly, the teeth biting straight into the soft flesh and muscle surrounding the bones, the blade just scuffing one of the vertebrae on its first cut. \n\nTek screamed out once more, pulling desperately at the restraints, but they were just too well tied. The chair strained with the pulling but that also held firm. \n\nTwomasks began sawing more now – back and forth. With every cut, the blade sank deeper still, through muscles and tendons. Tek suddenly realised through his cries of pain, he could only move his tail in one direction... he could move it to the right, but he had no control over it going the other way. Instead, he felt his tail flop back limp.\n\nTwomasks carried on cutting through that meaty tree trunk. With a crunch, and another harrowing cry from the boy above, he knew he was now through all the bone. He sawed more, the serrated blade’s teeth making a meal out of the flesh that it bit through, before finally, the last flesh was sliced through, and the beautiful T’vaoans tail fell to the floor. \n\nIt spasmed as if it had a life of its own, thrashing about beneath the raccoon’s body. \n\nTwomasks got up and allowed the tail to go through its final death throws, and as it calmed, he lifted it up, still twitching to show the T’vaoan what he had lost. \n\n“My beautiful tail!!” he said, his voice breaking “How could you do this to me!?” he snapped \n\n“I’m not done yet.” Twomasks grinned, wrapping the tail around his neck as he looked at the boy’s crotch. To his surprise, far from going limp, the two dicks had grown to their full impressive size, and leaking pre from each of their tapered tips. He had been cutting dicks for a while, and it wasn’t often he saw dicks this size. \n\nHe moved over to them and as he did, both dicks moved away from him as best they could, Tek trying his best to not allow the raccoon, or whoever it was who had asked this to be done to him have such an easy time.\n\nTwomasks looked up at the boy desperately looking back as he grabbed both of his dicks “I think birdy boy should cum for the camera!” he said grinning.\n\n“NO! I... I Don’t want to! Fuck don’t please!” he said trying to do anything he could to break free, his dicks trying to pull a little from the raccoon’s grasp, but his teasing’s were so seductive, the raccoon’s hands teasing round the tips, running down their lengths.\n\nTwomasks grinned mischievously as he started working those lengths more, moving his hands back and forth quicker. The lengths responding to his touch, starting to curl around at the tip to be stimulated more for each time he moves his hands up. \n\nTek could feel that pleasure beginning to rise in him... “No! Fuck!! Not on camera!!” he said. \n\nHe was the most embarrassed he’d ever been in his life … powerless to stop someone playing with his dicks, powerless to stop someone cutting off his tail and something just as bad was promised to his dicks after he comes!! ... The only thing he could do was to try to stop himself from coming. He started trying to focus, growling, shutting his eyes… \n\nTwomasks could feel the lengths trying to pull from his grasp, and where they were once starting to throb and firm up more so, they were starting to begin to soften a little... He moved his hands quicker and quicker, more firmly – and teasing the tips... But Tek even though he was pent up was managing to keep that orgasm locked away.\n\nTwomasks looked up at the T’vaoan and growled, letting go of his dicks “Ok, I tried being nice” he said before reaching under the chair and back into his bag, coming back up with some sticky pads. He stuck one at the base of each dick, and one on the underside of each of the tapered tips, still leaking pre. “You are going to cum.” Twomasks growled at him as he now attached wires to each of the sticky pad electrodes. \n\nFinally, he brought out a small box with a dial on it, then attached each of the wires to the contacts at the top. “Meet the milker.” he grinned as he now switched the dial to intensity 1.\n\nTek suddenly felt a tingling running the length of each of his dicks. With them being prehensile, they also quivered with the small current of electric running through them as various nerves and signals were being set of inside them. “AH! … Aahhh!! … N-NO!” he said going wide eyed, starting to realise the raccoon was effectively taking control of his dicks!\n\nTwomasks grinned and ratcheted the electric up to 5 of 10. The two dicks suddenly tensed up like they’d never done in Tek’s entire life… the current passing through was like nothing he’d ever felt before… pain but at the same time pleasure!\n\n”FFFFFUUUCCK!! STOP PLEASE PLEASE STOP! MY DICKS!!!” he could feel that climax rising .. the warmth building in his crotch and he was completely powerless to stop it... \n\nTwomasks now smirked “Time to cum, bird boy” and turned the dial round to 10. The boy’s dicks instantly jolted straight up, and Tek felt as if rather than the orgasm building from in him it was sucked from him. Like a train hitting him in the gut he came harder than he had ever cum in his life... It was so intense, the force of his cum shooting up his dicks almost hurt. His seed shot up with such force, it hit the ceiling and spattered down about the camera filming everything… but this orgasm didn’t stop.\n\nTwomasks kept the device on full power, it forcing Teks body to convulse more. \n\n“FFUUUUUUCCKKKKK!!!! AAAHHH!!” Tek screamed out in absolute ecstasy, his dicks both shooting rope after rope of the seed he had backed up himself over the last two days, coating the floor of the medical room in creamy white liquid... but still, his orgasm wouldn’t stop. He cried out more, trying to gasp for breath – and with each time his body pulsed, the ropes of seed became less... and less ... until all that was dribbling from his dicks was a clear fluid. \n\nTwomasks grinned\n\n“PLEASE FUCK! ENOUGH … AAHHH FUCK!!” The T’vaoan’s body came again, but it was an entirely dry orgasm, his body had nothing more to give. All the boy’s love juice had been spattered across the room. \n\nTwomasks finally switched the device off and pulled the electrode stickers from the boy’s spent dicks, still spasming and twitching from the electrical stimulation. \n\n“See, it would have been a lot easier if you’d let me jerk you off now wouldn’t it.” Twomasks snickered as he pulled out his bander. \n\nTek was exhausted, panting and looking up at the ceiling, looking at the drips of his cum occasionally falling from it onto his stomach. It was only when he felt one of his dicks being fed through something cold, he looked up to see the raccoon pushing a device down his left dick. \n\n“Please… don’t take my dicks! You have my tail already! That’s enough, isn’t it?! Please don’t take my dicks!!” he pleaded \n\nTwomasks responded by snapping the two bands off at the base of the first dick, then reloading it. \n\nThe bands bit deep into the abused dick’s flesh, and Tek dug his claws into the arms of the chair. “PLEASE STOP PLEASE TAKE THOSE OFF IT FUCKING HURTS!” he could feel the banded dick already beginning to throb and ache, having less control over the muscles in it now with them beginning to be starved of oxygen. \n\nTwomasks grabbed Tek’s other length and fed all 22 inches of that through, and once more snapping those bands off right at the root. \n\nTek cried out once more “PLEASE DON’T TAKE MY DICKS I BEG YOU!!”\n\nTwomasks grinned “Oh, I’m having your dicks. I’ve never eaten T’vaoan dick before, so I’m looking forward to the feast tonight. \n\n“Y-you’re going to eat my dicks!?” Tek exclaimed! He thought his dicks being cut off and thrown away as garbage was bad enough, but to now think his precious dicks were going to be eaten like pieces of meat… \n\n“Correct.” Twomasks said grabbing a scalpel from the counter-top and looking at the large chunky bases. He dropped the scalpel on the floor, and instead brought out a large sharp carving knife from his bag. “Maybe this is more suitable?” he said\n\nTek blinked “NO! FUCK PLEASE ILL DO ANYTHING! IM SORRY TO WHOEVER WANTED THIS DONE PLEASE DON’T TAKE MY DICKS!” He cried out \n\nBut Twomasks simply positioned himself so that the camera could see him grasp the first of Tek’s beautiful huge dicks and push the knife blade up against that sensitive meaty length.\n\nHe grabbed the length at the tip, it twitching as he did, now being extra sensitive from being abused by the electric current and having shot every last drop of Tek’s seed between it and the other. \n\nTwomasks slowly teased the knife around the bunched-up flesh between the bands, first just the back of the blade, and then ever so gently the sharpened side. \n\nHe then began slowly rubbing his hand back and forth over it once more, the dick twitching and twisting a little to his touch \n\n“Fuck! Stop! Its so sensitive!!!” Tek said with a whine\n\nTwomasks now grinned and moved his open muzzle over to the tip of the squirming length in his hand, and holding it firmly, he pushed his muzzle down the first 4 inches, suckling and teasing at it, all the while gently catching the banded flesh with the knife\n\nTwomasks mmmm’d on the length in his mouth. The boy’s seed was like nothing he’d tasted before… Salty, sweet but sour, like a sour candy. \n\nTek cried out “SHIT! NO! … YOU’RE GONNA BITE!” \n\nTwomasks snickered around the warm tasty length in his muzzle, thinking that he will be doing worse than biting… He now began to slice around the precious dick meat, nice and slowly... dragging it from the top, around, beneath and to the other side, the smooth abused skin parting to show a purple line as the T’vaoan’s blood began to show. \n\nTek once more dug his claws into the armrests on the chair “NO SHIT!! STOP!!” \n\nTwomasks continued to suck Tek’s tip as he cut, feeling the length spasm, and squirm as he sliced... The knife went round once more, slicing ever deeper. \n\nTek could feel everything… The warmth of the raccoon’s muzzle over his dick’s tip... the raccoon’s tongue teasing into the tip and round the underside... the pleasure of that but at the same time, the sharp cutting pain at the base, each time getting worse and worse as more of his precious dick was cut through! He started clenching his teeth together and growling, trying to pull on his restraints with everything he had but he still couldn’t break free… and yet his dick was losing all its sensitivity... As the knife cut, he felt tingles all over half of his shaft, and then all the warmth, all the feeling from the raccoon sucking just vanished... his length turning completely numb as the raccoon severed the main nerve going through it… He also found he had no control any more over the muscles in it... His dick starting to twitch and squirm as it lost communication with its former owner! \n\nTwomasks grinned, holding it tightly, feeling its twitching and squirming escalate as he now forced the knife right through the centre of the meat, slicing the last scrap of precious flesh holding the length to the boy, and letting the tip slip from his mouth, it falling and landing across Tek’s stomach and chest, still spasming \n\nHe grinned at the boy “I’m going to have to find more T’vaoans. You guys taste great.” He snickered.\n\nTek had become speechless, seeing his dick fall onto him like a falling tree, it twitching and spasming on its own, but no more feeling… \n\nTwomasks now grasped hold of Tek’s second and final precious dick. \n\n“PLEASE DON’T! You have one!! Isn’t one enough?! Take my dick and go please...” he cried out\n\n“When things come in pairs, its only right they leave as a pair.” Said Twomasks smirking\n\nTwomasks held the squirming length, and gently ran his hand back and forth over its smooth skin wondering exactly how many times this boy had played with his dicks… wondering when his first exploration into orgasms had been… if he’d ever let anyone touch them… if he’d ever lost his virginity… Though he had two, both of these dicks obviously meant the world to him… but now, this one was about to join its companion, as his property.\n\nTwomasks continued to gently stroke up and down Teks length, occasionally getting a squeak out of him as he caught a sensitive spot. Then he began to push the razor-sharp knife blade up against the bunched-up flesh between the two bands. \n\n“Gods no please not my last dick, I love my dicks! Please I’m begging you!” Tek cried out...\n\nBut Twomasks started to slice, just as he had the other, slowly and firmly in a circular motion... First parting the skin, feeling the length twist and squirm in his grip, still all the while moving his hand back and forth… \n\nTek, despite all the pain could feel one more orgasm begin to build within him... As if his tortured doomed length was gifting him one final climax… he couldn’t understand how it was even happening, but now rather than crying out he began to concentrate on that feeling… willing it on ... willing the raccoon on in his mind to paw him faster before it was too late, and his dick had lost all feeling! \n\nTwomasks gripped the length more firmly as he felt it starting to tense up, moving his hand back and forth quicker as he started to slice round deeper still into the boy’s final precious dick... \n\nTek tried to hump a little as the raccoon cut, trying to give himself just that final bit of extra stimulation… and then it hit. Just as the raccoon sliced through the length’s nerves and tendons, his climax hit. He squeaked out, choked up as his body tensed one more time… the final orgasm his dick would ever give him... Clear liquid beginning to dribble once more from the length’s tip as the raccoon made one final slice, severing Tek’s remaining length from his body.\n \nTwomasks now grasped the now drooling length he’d cut off, and the one he’d sucked and teased while slicing from Tek’s chest and brought them up... For a moment Tek couldn’t see, he had his eyes closed, panting in the after glow of his climax… but when he opened his eyes the reality set in. The raccoon was holding both of his precious dicks – Severed from his body.\n\n“N-no!! No gods ... my huge cocks!! They’re gone!!” he cried out, watching the dick he’d just been brought to climax with dripping its final clear juice onto his stomach, just above the banded purple roots of his dicks that were beginning to slowly retreat into his slit…\n\n“Correct. And now, they’re my huge cocks.” Twomasks smirked. \n\nTwomasks now began packing his things into the bag he had under the chair while Tek was beginning to sob. He was utterly humiliated. He had lost his precious tail and his beloved dicks... All the orgasms he had once had with them… never to be again... \n\nTwomasks now began pushing Tek’s severed lengths into his bag, but his dicks were so long that he had to bend the tips round to fit before he could zip it back up.\n\nHe left the T’vaoan’s tail wrapped round his neck like some kind of macabre scarf, the crimson feathers hanging down the front of his hoodie. \n\nFinally, Twomasks switched off the video which had recorded the entire ‘operation’ and put that and the legs away in a front pocket on the bag. \n\n“Like I said, a couple of week’s rest and you’ll be back to normal! Minus two dicks and your tail of course. And look on the bright side, at least you can get a new gun. New dicks though? Sorry that ain’t a thing yet” he said snickering as he walked out of the medical room. \n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "WARNING: This story contains scenes of penectomy (removal of the penis) and has scenes of a homosexual nature. If you don't like any of these, you may be best closing the story now ;)

Contact: Tweets
Target: Tek
Age: Unknown, presumed mid-twenties.
Species: T'vaoan.
Remove: Cock and tail.
Reason: His dick is bigger than mine, and that's TOTALLY UNACCEPTABLE! I swear that thing is like fucking twenty-two inches!
Special requests: Record it, and make him cum. I wanna see him HUMILIATED!

It was a beautiful Saturday morning, the sun was shining, the birds were singing, and the world seemed peaceful.
Tek had woken up an hour ago. He was a T’vaoan, with typical dark coloured skin, and avian features such as a beak, but interspersed with teeth, and crimson feathers about the top and round the back of his head. Unlike some T’vaoan’s however he had a few features more unique to himself.

One of which was his tail; some six foot in length, looking in part a little like a hairless rat’s tail, but at its end a plume of crimson feathers. He was sat wearing a black t-shirt and jeans, lounging on the sofa, watching some morning TV while his tail idly flicked back and forth over the back of his chair.

His phone buzzed on the chair arm beside him, and he looked down to find a new submission had been posed on FuzzBunny by one of his favourite artists. He picked up his phone and tapped the message, with it taking him straight to the website and to the new picture.

It was of a rat boy in his twenties with a 12-inch tapered dick in the throws of an orgasm. Laid on his back with a grimaced face, his hips thrust up off the ground, his dick held not by the rat’s hand, but by the rat’s tail wrapped around it with his length shooting an enormous rope of cum over his head.

Tek’s tail stopped flicking back and forth and now curled round in a pretty loop as he blushed a little... He felt his pants starting to get a little tighter at the front and he shifted a little uncomfortably as he sat there looking at the picture…

He looked at the time on his phone. He was heading to the shooting range soon, but did he have time to do a bit of edging before he went? He wondered...

Tek had been challenging himself to edge now for almost a full week. He hadn’t set any limit on how many times, just that he wasn’t letting himself come until the Sunday – which happened to be tomorrow.

He moved his tail round to hang off the sofa, then turned, sliding back a little to lay down.

He had one leg hanging down the side and bringing up his other to rest on the chair arm. His hand moved down to his crotch, where his jeans were already tenting, and gently squeezed at the contents... He undid the button and unzipped them carefully, before allowing the tapered tips of his two dicks to slip free.

This was his other unique trait. He hadn’t known any other T’vaoan to have two dicks... but for him it was twice the pleasure. He rubbed his hand up against both of his lengths, and with his dicks both being as manoeuvrable as his tail was, they pushed back, their tips gently hooking round to get caught with each gentle rub.

Tek moaned out, he was so pent up... his lengths grew more from his slit – the lengths already topping 12 inches but still growing. Both lengths began to leak pre as he held his phone in his other hand, looking over the length of the rat, the seed that he was shooting, the expression on his face...

Tek was soon at his full length, two huge twenty-two-inch tapered dicks, now slick with pre, his single hand being unable to hold both, he teased just his right length, running his hand up and down it, letting out a little growl as he did. His other length, pushed up against his first, allowing the back of his hand to rub and tease at it.

Although he’d only been teasing himself for a couple of minutes, he could already feel his climax well on its way. He moved his hand back and forth quicker, dropping his phone on the wooden floor beside the sofa and then grasping his other length to allow it to join in. He was getting close... he groaned, feeling deep inside him a pressure beginning to build... and at the last moment he could before tipping over the edge, he froze.

His dicks throbbing, twitching, squirming trying to get that extra manipulation to drive them over the edge, but he had held it at bay for now... he started to move his hands once more – just a fraction of an inch... slowly ... back, and forth – holding his squirming lengths on the very edge… not enough to cum, but to just totter on the brink...

His tail flicked back and forth as he concentrated, feeling that seductive feeling glowing in his crotch. He knew just one misplaced hand, a little too hard, a little too far, and it would be released. He held it at bay, like a bear pacing in a cage looking for any small chink of weakness, his dicks squirming still more, slick with pre as he now had reduced his hand movements to just gentle squeezes...

He began panting, holding himself right there on the edge of climax, his beak open, his face with a desperate expression, as if it was someone else doing this to him. Someone else denying him the biggest climax he could muster... holding him off …. Then he let go of his sensitive lengths, gasping.

He’d managed to keep himself from coming, but as he panted, he thought about how big an explosion tomorrow was going to be and grinned, flopping and allowing his dicks start to slowly soften and retreat back into his slit after being teased mercilessly once more.

It took him around ten minutes to finally be in a position to fasten his jeans back up, keeping his mind on what he was going to be doing shortly. He was going to check his rifle, make sure there was enough ammo, and head via the café for a latté before heading down to the shooting range.

He pushed himself back up off the sofa and headed into the spare room where he kept his rifle carefully stowed in his rifle bag. He unzipped it and pulled out his beloved AR-15.

After making all his checks, he checked the time and put his rifle back into the bag and put it over his shoulder. He grabbed his phone and keys, putting them into his pocket before finally heading over to the door and out into the warm sunshine.

The café he was going to he knew well. He called at the same café every weekday morning on his way to work at the bank as a security guard. He had been recently chatting to a cute fox girl called Vikki and she always tended to be in and around when he was in the morning. She had explained she was heading to work and starting her job at the same time as him. Apparently, she was a vet, so she had told him at least.

He turned the corner and down the street he could see the café to the right. Nothing like starting the day right with a well-made, correctly tamped, properly pulled, steam-spun milky latté.

He walked into the café and sat down at his usual table, putting his bag down on the floor under it and picking up a menu just out of habit rather than him needing to.

The café wasn’t too busy, the table beside him had one person; a raccoon, sat drinking a cappuccino and checking his phone, and a couple of other tables further in had also people drinking iced coffee.

The white bunny waitress walked over “Wanting your usual, Tek?” she asked.

“Yes please.” Tek replied.

As he waited, he looked through the window on his left, looking at the cars driving past and the people walking by. It was then he felt a tap on his shoulder. He looked round to see the fox girl he’d been chatting to so much smiling down at him.

“Working Saturdays now?” she said.

“Nah I’m off to go to the shooting range. I always do on Saturday mornings” he said back

“Oh, that’s right, you mentioned that on Thursday didn’t you!” she grinned and then sat down at the table behind him.

Tek turned his chair now sideways from his table so he could talk to her better. “So, how’s work going then?” he asked her

“Oh, you know, usual stuff. The boss getting me to go out and just be distraction for the customers while he does his thing” she said rolling her eyes and letting out a sigh.

Twomasks grinned as he sipped his coffee at the table beside Tek’s as he heard Nikki telling him literally what she was doing. She always did know how to hide in plain sight…

The waitress brought Tek’s latte out and placed it on the table beside him. It was perfect. No hotter than 140 degrees, the milk having micro-foam on the top and a beautiful leaf formed by the milk being poured through the espresso’s crema.  Tek reached to the side to pick it up and started to sip at it while he and Nikki chatted.

Twomasks hearing the T’vaoan engrossed in conversation now checked to see where his tail was, as this guy often would put his tail round things he needed to keep safe, but it appeared he was distracted enough that his tail was gently flicking back and forth happily, and well out of the way of the rifle bag under the table. He reached down and carefully slid it under his table and pushed it further towards the bathroom door which was right by his table.

He now put his half-drunk coffee back on the table and stood up, and then discretely tucking the rifle bag through the bathroom door as he entered, trusting Nikki to hold Tek’s attention before locking the door behind him.

He now opened the rifle bag and admired how neat and tidy everything was strapped inside. He now moved over to the pedestal which had the sink on top, and pushing to the panel on the right, the panel popped open, and inside along with the sink’s pipes was a small battery-operated drill, some miscellaneous tools and a small pot of black paint with a small paint brush.

Twomasks lifted the rifle from the bag and held it so that he could access the underside of the barrel, then he held a small self-tapping screw designed to screw into metal to the barrel and pushed the drill, fixed with a screwdriver bit up against it.

He pulled the trigger of the drill slightly so that the drill turned quietly but forcefully as he pushed the drill firmly against the screw, and the screw begin to bite into the metal of the barrel. Without much effort the screw began to dig and bite in. Nikki had found out the gun he used, and he had managed to source the perfect screw size to bridge through the barrel and bite into the metal on the other side without causing any bumps that would give it away.

As the screw finally finished working its way in up to its head, Twomasks now took a small hacksaw from the cupboard he’d prepared the day before and saw off the head of the screw. Next, he brought a rasp up and ground down the screw’s metal so that it was flush to the barrel, and finally he touched up the metal and the barrel with the paint, blowing on it to help it set quicker.

When the paint was tacky, he set the gun back in the bag exactly as it was and zipped it back up. He put his equipment back into the pedestal and set the panel back as it had been and the job was done.

Twomasks now unlocked the bathroom door, discretely slipped the bag through low as he came out, and pushed it under his table as he sat back down.

He took a sip of his now cold coffee, which he didn’t particularly enjoy, and slid the rifle bag back under Tek’s table as if it had never been touched.

Nikki, now having seen Twomasks had done his thing quickly looked at her watch “OH! Heck. I need to go – sorry!” she said looking at the T’vaoan “I didn’t even get a coffee!”

Tek laughed and stuck his tongue out at her “Ok! I’ll see you Monday I guess?” he said watching her get back up from her table

“Yep! See you Monday!” She said opening the door and heading back out onto the street and heading off out of sight.
Tek turned his chair back to his table and finished the rest of his coffee.  ‘Time to make a move’ he thought to himself, his tail moving down to slip under the strap of his rifle bag and lifting it up so he could collect it easier with his hand and pulled it up over his shoulder.

Tek stood up, leaving money on the table for the waitress and set off out of the café to the shooting range.


Tek walked into the shooting range and checked himself in before walking out to his designated spot. He took out his rifle and set up his ammunition on the shelf in front of him. Finally, he checked to look at his target and loaded the cartridges into his rifle.

Tek had had a lot of practice with a rifle having been brought up shooting a gun, and with his job being a security guard, he also received advanced training without having to pay for it.

He planted his feet, rested the stock back against his shoulder, looked down the sight and aimed first for the head of the target in front of him. When he was sure he was on the target, he squeezed the trigger.

As the hammer hit the primer of the cartridge, the flash ignited the powder. The bullet was fired up the barrel of the gun, a wave of hot gasses forcing up behind it. In a fraction of a second, the bullet struck up against the screw obstruction, it slammed diagonally against the barrel, jamming itself tighter still. The hot gasses had no where to go as they expanded, and the body of the gun exploded in Tek’s hands, sending shards of metal, flame and gas in every direction.

Tek took one of the shards to his leg, and another ricocheted off his face. Luckily for him, the bony growths on his face had deflected it rather than it burying itself in him. But his hands and arms hadn’t been so lucky, with various cuts and one piece of metal having cut fairly deep in.

Tek fell back to the ground from the force of the blast, confused as his purple blood began to seep through his jeans and down his arms. Other shooters there came over to check he was alright.

“Hey, shit dude, are you alright?! Your rifle exploded in your face!” Said a burly looking lion.

Tek brought a hand to his face, rubbing his head and then looked round to check his tail was ok, which thankfully it was. “Yeah… I think so…” He said slightly dazed

The lion offered a hand and helped Tek back on his feet “You best go to the medical room and get yourself checked over” The lion said patting the T’vaoan on the back.

Tek nodded, still dazed and started walking his way down the walkway, limping from the injury he’d taken to his thigh.

It was only a short walk down a corridor, looking at the sign reading the doctor was in, and heading into a small medical room with a chair not dissimilar to a dentist’s char. “H-hello? Anyone in?” he asked looking round the room and not being able to see anyone.

Coming down the corridor behind him was Twomasks, now dressed in a doctor’s coat, and as he passed the sign saying the doctor was in, he flicked it back to what it was when he’d found it ‘Doctor Out. In case of emergency, dial 911”

Twomasks opened the door and looked at the T’vaoan “Oh, you look a bit of a mess.” He said.

Tek nodded, dripping a little blood onto the floor “Yeah, I think my rifle exploded… I don’t remember it actually happening...” he replied.

Twomasks moved over and guided the T’vaoan to the chair and helped him into it. “I need to have a look at your injuries.” he said as he helped Tek’s feet up onto the footrest. He then noted the hole in his jeans with the blood oozing out slowly, and then moved up to inspect his arms.

Twomasks thought to himself maybe it had done a little more damage than he’d hoped..

Tek winced as he moved his arms and Twomasks spotted the shard of metal sticking out.

“Ok.” Twomasks said and pulled out some arm rests from the chair “I’m going to have to get these metal shards out, but it’s going to hurt, so I’m going to have to restrain you, ok?” he said

Tek nodded “Sure thing doc… could you give me anything for the pain?”

Twomasks looked round the room “It appears not.” He said before taking some leather straps from a bag he had under the chair and wrapping them round the armrests of the doctor’s chair, then again on each ankle down on the footrest parts of it.

Twomasks then checked under the chair to make sure the T’vaoan’s tail was safely through the tail hole of the chair “Comfortable?” he asked

Tek nodded “Except the pain of having bits of gun stuck in me sure!” he winced

Twomasks now took some forceps from on the countertop and moved over to the T’vaoan’s arm, closing it onto the shard of metal in his arm and then carefully pulling it up and out from Tek’s forearm.

“SHIT that hurts!” Tek said struggling a little, his tail whipping about under the chair.

Twomasks dropped the metal into a metal kidney dish and looked down at his leg. “The problem here is, your pants.” Twomasks said, walking over to grab some sharp fabric cutting scissors off the counter “I’m going to have to cut them off.” He said

Tek hmphed loudly but nodded “Fine...” he said as the raccoon moved to his crotch and began undoing his button and zipper.

Twomasks noted how he wasn’t wearing any underwear, and being new to T’vaoans he didn’t know they had genital slits either, which was now evident as he moved his hand down to cut from the zipper, all the way down the leg on both sides and opened them up.

He looked at the wound and grabbed his forceps once again, pushing the ends into the wound until they found something metal inside. He once more locked it on, with Tek gritting his teeth, growling at the pain, and started extracting it.

The piece of metal slipped out and the wound began to bleed much quicker. Twomasks had been expecting it and grabbed a large pad and applied pressure with one hand while wrapping a bandage tightly around his leg with the other.

Finaly, he taped it off and went back to look at the arm wounds. Not being a doctor, Twomasks bandaged up his arms as it seemed to be the best thing. “There. A bit of rest and you should be as good as new in a couple of weeks” Twomasks said

“Thanks Doc...” Tek said looking over the bandages.

“But there are a couple of other injuries which may need longer treatment” Twomasks then said coldly.

Tek looked confused “Where?”

“Well, your tail, and your crotch” Twomasks said.

Tek still looked confused, looking down at his crotch, and then flicking his tail around a little under the chair… “No? I Think everything is fine?”

Twomasks brought up a camera and attached it to a camera stand and set it up so that it could see the T’vaoan in his restraint chair.  “It is, but it won’t be.” Twomasks grinned and slipped the doctors jacket off revealing his usual dark hoodie and sweatpants.

“What?!” Tek said trying to work out what was going on.

“Now, there’s this person who I think admires you.” Twomasks said “And they’ve asked me to check you out a little bit...” He said moving over and placing his hand over the warm sensitive slit at Tek’s crotch.

“Vikki asked you to check out my crotch and tail??” Tek asked puzzled

“Vikki? OH! The fox girl. No, someone else. They saw your dick and were very jealous of what you had.” Twomasks said, starting to rub and tease into the slit a little

Tek was enjoying the feeling, but he wasn’t sure about the restraints, tugging on them a little … “I … I think maybe they should come see me themself…” Tek said

“They won’t, but they will get the video that’s now being recorded over there” Twomasks said gesturing over to the camera

Tek glanced over to the camera and blushed deeply… “Uhm... turn it off, would you? I don’t want you filming my junk...”

Twomasks shook his head and noticed Tek’s crotch beginning to feel firmer, he teased inside and felt Tek’s dick just there, and began running a finger gently up along it.

“Fuck...” Tek said feeling his dicks starting to grow “stop it please...”

Twomasks grinned as he saw a pink tip slide up out of the slit, but was taken a little bit by surprise when a second tip slipped out next to it “Two Dicks?” Twomasks asked

Tek growled “Yeah, now get off me for fucks sake!”

Twomasks grinned and grasped both emerging tapered lengths and gave them a gentle pull, tugging them a little more uncomfortably from their cosy home, and feeling them throb and twitch, and begin to move in his hand. “Oh, prehensile dicks... you are a fancy creature.” he said as he started to rub back and forth over them

“FUCK OFF! GET OFF MY DICKS!” Tek said, his tail now whipping round from under the chair and wrapping round Twomasks’ ankle and starting to tug him away.

Twomasks growled and looked down at the tail wrapped round his foot “Bad news bird boy, that’s coming with me as well.”  

“I’m NOT A BIRD. What the fuck do you mean coming with you?!”  Tek replied, tightening his grip on the raccoon’s ankle with his tail, and still tugging

Twomasks picked up a bone saw from the countertop “I’m going to cut your tail off, followed by your front ‘tails’’.” He said before moving down under the chair, purposefully pinning the rest of the T’vaoan’s tail under his body.

“NO! WAIT! PLEASE NO! NO NOT MY TAIL!”  Tek screamed out, feeling his tail being tugged down as he laid, struggling with the restraints on his wrists and ankles...

Twomasks held the saw blade against the base of the T’vaoans tail sticking through the chair as if he was about to saw through a small tree trunk “Best say goodbye to this pretty thing” Twomasks said.

Tek let go of the raccoon’s ankle now, and with the part of his tail not pinned under the raccoon’s body he began to try to hit the raccoon wherever he could, whipping him over and over.

Twomasks growled, but rather than saying anything, he thought it best to say it with a blade. He shoved the saw blade forward firmly, the teeth biting straight into the soft flesh and muscle surrounding the bones, the blade just scuffing one of the vertebrae on its first cut.

Tek screamed out once more, pulling desperately at the restraints, but they were just too well tied. The chair strained with the pulling but that also held firm.

Twomasks began sawing more now – back and forth. With every cut, the blade sank deeper still, through muscles and tendons. Tek suddenly realised through his cries of pain, he could only move his tail in one direction... he could move it to the right, but he had no control over it going the other way. Instead, he felt his tail flop back limp.

Twomasks carried on cutting through that meaty tree trunk. With a crunch, and another harrowing cry from the boy above, he knew he was now through all the bone. He sawed more, the serrated blade’s teeth making a meal out of the flesh that it bit through, before finally, the last flesh was sliced through, and the beautiful T’vaoans tail fell to the floor.

It spasmed as if it had a life of its own, thrashing about beneath the raccoon’s body.

Twomasks got up and allowed the tail to go through its final death throws, and as it calmed, he lifted it up, still twitching to show the T’vaoan what he had lost.

“My beautiful tail!!” he said, his voice breaking “How could you do this to me!?” he snapped

“I’m not done yet.” Twomasks grinned, wrapping the tail around his neck as he looked at the boy’s crotch. To his surprise, far from going limp, the two dicks had grown to their full impressive size, and leaking pre from each of their tapered tips. He had been cutting dicks for a while, and it wasn’t often he saw dicks this size.  

He moved over to them and as he did, both dicks moved away from him as best they could, Tek trying his best to not allow the raccoon, or whoever it was who had asked this to be done to him have such an easy time.

Twomasks looked up at the boy desperately looking back as he grabbed both of his dicks “I think birdy boy should cum for the camera!” he said grinning.

“NO! I... I Don’t want to! Fuck don’t please!” he said trying to do anything he could to break free, his dicks trying to pull a little from the raccoon’s grasp, but his teasing’s were so seductive, the raccoon’s hands teasing round the tips, running down their lengths.

Twomasks grinned mischievously as he started working those lengths more, moving his hands back and forth quicker. The lengths responding to his touch, starting to curl around at the tip to be stimulated more for each time he moves his hands up.

Tek could feel that pleasure beginning to rise in him... “No! Fuck!! Not on camera!!” he said.

He was the most embarrassed he’d ever been in his life … powerless to stop someone playing with his dicks, powerless to stop someone cutting off his tail and something just as bad was promised to his dicks after he comes!! ... The only thing he could do was to try to stop himself from coming.  He started trying to focus, growling, shutting his eyes…

Twomasks could feel the lengths trying to pull from his grasp, and where they were once starting to throb and firm up more so, they were starting to begin to soften a little... He moved his hands quicker and quicker, more firmly – and teasing the tips... But Tek even though he was pent up was managing to keep that orgasm locked away.

Twomasks looked up at the T’vaoan and growled, letting go of his dicks “Ok, I tried being nice” he said before reaching under the chair and back into his bag, coming back up with some sticky pads. He stuck one at the base of each dick, and one on the underside of each of the tapered tips, still leaking pre. “You are going to cum.” Twomasks growled at him as he now attached wires to each of the sticky pad electrodes.

Finally, he brought out a small box with a dial on it, then attached each of the wires to the contacts at the top. “Meet the milker.” he grinned as he now switched the dial to intensity 1.

Tek suddenly felt a tingling running the length of each of his dicks. With them being prehensile, they also quivered with the small current of electric running through them as various nerves and signals were being set of inside them. “AH! … Aahhh!! … N-NO!” he said going wide eyed, starting to realise the raccoon was effectively taking control of his dicks!

Twomasks grinned and ratcheted the electric up to 5 of 10. The two dicks suddenly tensed up like they’d never done in Tek’s entire life… the current passing through was like nothing he’d ever felt before… pain but at the same time pleasure!

”FFFFFUUUCCK!! STOP PLEASE PLEASE STOP! MY DICKS!!!” he could feel that climax rising .. the warmth building in his crotch and he was completely powerless to stop it...

Twomasks now smirked “Time to cum, bird boy” and turned the dial round to 10. The boy’s dicks instantly jolted straight up, and Tek felt as if rather than the orgasm building from in him it was sucked from him. Like a train hitting him in the gut he came harder than he had ever cum in his life... It was so intense, the force of his cum shooting up his dicks almost hurt. His seed shot up with such force, it hit the ceiling and spattered down about the camera filming everything… but this orgasm didn’t stop.

Twomasks kept the device on full power, it forcing Teks body to convulse more.

“FFUUUUUUCCKKKKK!!!! AAAHHH!!” Tek screamed out in absolute ecstasy, his dicks both shooting rope after rope of the seed he had backed up himself over the last two days, coating the floor of the medical room in creamy white liquid... but still, his orgasm wouldn’t stop. He cried out more, trying to gasp for breath – and with each time his body pulsed, the ropes of seed became less... and less ... until all that was dribbling from his dicks was a clear fluid.

Twomasks grinned

“PLEASE FUCK! ENOUGH … AAHHH FUCK!!” The T’vaoan’s body came again, but it was an entirely dry orgasm, his body had nothing more to give. All the boy’s love juice had been spattered across the room.

Twomasks finally switched the device off and pulled the electrode stickers from the boy’s spent dicks, still spasming and twitching from the electrical stimulation.

“See, it would have been a lot easier if you’d let me jerk you off now wouldn’t it.” Twomasks snickered as he pulled out his bander.

Tek was exhausted, panting and looking up at the ceiling, looking at the drips of his cum occasionally falling from it onto his stomach. It was only when he felt one of his dicks being fed through something cold, he looked up to see the raccoon pushing a device down his left dick.

“Please… don’t take my dicks! You have my tail already! That’s enough, isn’t it?! Please don’t take my dicks!!” he pleaded

Twomasks responded by snapping the two bands off at the base of the first dick, then reloading it.

The bands bit deep into the abused dick’s flesh, and Tek dug his claws into the arms of the chair. “PLEASE STOP PLEASE TAKE THOSE OFF IT FUCKING HURTS!”   he could feel the banded dick already beginning to throb and ache, having less control over the muscles in it now with them beginning to be starved of oxygen.

Twomasks grabbed Tek’s other length and fed all 22 inches of that through, and once more snapping those bands off right at the root.

Tek cried out once more “PLEASE DON’T TAKE MY DICKS I BEG YOU!!”

Twomasks grinned “Oh, I’m having your dicks. I’ve never eaten T’vaoan dick before, so I’m looking forward to the feast tonight.

“Y-you’re going to eat my dicks!?” Tek exclaimed! He thought his dicks being cut off and thrown away as garbage was bad enough, but to now think his precious dicks were going to be eaten like pieces of meat…

“Correct.” Twomasks said grabbing a scalpel from the counter-top and looking at the large chunky bases. He dropped the scalpel on the floor, and instead brought out a large sharp carving knife from his bag.  “Maybe this is more suitable?” he said

Tek blinked “NO! FUCK PLEASE ILL DO ANYTHING! IM SORRY TO WHOEVER WANTED THIS DONE PLEASE DON’T TAKE MY DICKS!” He cried out

But Twomasks simply positioned himself so that the camera could see him grasp the first of Tek’s beautiful huge dicks and push the knife blade up against that sensitive meaty length.

He grabbed the length at the tip, it twitching as he did, now being extra sensitive from being abused by the electric current and having shot every last drop of Tek’s seed between it and the other.

Twomasks slowly teased the knife around the bunched-up flesh between the bands, first just the back of the blade, and then ever so gently the sharpened side.  

He then began slowly rubbing his hand back and forth over it once more, the dick twitching and twisting a little to his touch

“Fuck! Stop! Its so sensitive!!!” Tek said with a whine

Twomasks now grinned and moved his open muzzle over to the tip of the squirming length in his hand, and holding it firmly, he pushed his muzzle down the first 4 inches, suckling and teasing at it, all the while gently catching the banded flesh with the knife

Twomasks mmmm’d on the length in his mouth. The boy’s seed was like nothing he’d tasted before… Salty, sweet but sour, like a sour candy.

Tek cried out “SHIT! NO! … YOU’RE GONNA BITE!”

Twomasks snickered around the warm tasty length in his muzzle, thinking that he will be doing worse than biting… He now began to slice around the precious dick meat, nice and slowly... dragging it from the top, around, beneath and to the other side, the smooth abused skin parting to show a purple line as the T’vaoan’s blood began to show.

Tek once more dug his claws into the armrests on the chair “NO SHIT!! STOP!!”

Twomasks continued to suck Tek’s tip as he cut, feeling the length spasm, and squirm as he sliced... The knife went round once more, slicing ever deeper.

Tek could feel everything… The warmth of the raccoon’s muzzle over his dick’s tip... the raccoon’s tongue teasing into the tip and round the underside... the pleasure of that but at the same time, the sharp cutting pain at the base, each time getting worse and worse as more of his precious dick was cut through! He started clenching his teeth together and growling, trying to pull on his restraints with everything he had but he still couldn’t break free… and yet his dick was losing all its sensitivity... As the knife cut, he felt tingles all over half of his shaft, and then all the warmth, all the feeling from the raccoon sucking just vanished... his length turning completely numb as the raccoon severed the main nerve going through it… He also found he had no control any more over the muscles in it... His dick starting to twitch and squirm as it lost communication with its former owner!

Twomasks grinned, holding it tightly, feeling its twitching and squirming escalate as he now forced the knife right through the centre of the meat, slicing the last scrap of precious flesh holding the length to the boy, and letting the tip slip from his mouth, it falling and landing across Tek’s stomach and chest, still spasming

He grinned at the boy “I’m going to have to find more T’vaoans. You guys taste great.” He snickered.

Tek had become speechless, seeing his dick fall onto him like a falling tree, it twitching and spasming on its own, but no more feeling…

Twomasks now grasped hold of Tek’s second and final precious dick.

“PLEASE DON’T!  You have one!! Isn’t one enough?! Take my dick and go please...” he cried out

“When things come in pairs, its only right they leave as a pair.” Said Twomasks smirking

Twomasks held the squirming length, and gently ran his hand back and forth over its smooth skin wondering exactly how many times this boy had played with his dicks… wondering when his first exploration into orgasms had been… if he’d ever let anyone touch them… if he’d ever lost his virginity… Though he had two, both of these dicks obviously meant the world to him… but now, this one was about to join its companion, as his property.

Twomasks continued to gently stroke up and down Teks length, occasionally getting a squeak out of him as he caught a sensitive spot. Then he began to push the razor-sharp knife blade up against the bunched-up flesh between the two bands.

“Gods no please not my last dick, I love my dicks! Please I’m begging you!” Tek cried out...

But Twomasks started to slice, just as he had the other, slowly and firmly in a circular motion... First parting the skin, feeling the length twist and squirm in his grip, still all the while moving his hand back and forth…

Tek, despite all the pain could feel one more orgasm begin to build within him... As if his tortured doomed length was gifting him one final climax… he couldn’t understand how it was even happening, but now rather than crying out he began to concentrate on that feeling… willing it on ... willing the raccoon on in his mind to paw him faster before it was too late, and his dick had lost all feeling!

Twomasks gripped the length more firmly as he felt it starting to tense up, moving his hand back and forth quicker as he started to slice round deeper still into the boy’s final precious dick...

Tek tried to hump a little as the raccoon cut, trying to give himself just that final bit of extra stimulation… and then it hit. Just as the raccoon sliced through the length’s nerves and tendons, his climax hit. He squeaked out, choked up as his body tensed one more time… the final orgasm his dick would ever give him... Clear liquid beginning to dribble once more from the length’s tip as the raccoon made one final slice, severing Tek’s remaining length from his body.
 
Twomasks now grasped the now drooling length he’d cut off, and the one he’d sucked and teased while slicing from Tek’s chest and brought them up... For a moment Tek couldn’t see, he had his eyes closed, panting in the after glow of his climax… but when he opened his eyes the reality set in. The raccoon was holding both of his precious dicks – Severed from his body.

“N-no!! No gods ... my huge cocks!! They’re gone!!” he cried out, watching the dick he’d just been brought to climax with dripping its final clear juice onto his stomach, just above the banded purple roots of his dicks that were beginning to slowly retreat into his slit…

“Correct. And now, they’re my huge cocks.” Twomasks smirked.

Twomasks now began packing his things into the bag he had under the chair while Tek was beginning to sob. He was utterly humiliated. He had lost his precious tail and his beloved dicks... All the orgasms he had once had with them… never to be again...

Twomasks now began pushing Tek’s severed lengths into his bag, but his dicks were so long that he had to bend the tips round to fit before he could zip it back up.

He left the T’vaoan’s tail wrapped round his neck like some kind of macabre scarf, the crimson feathers hanging down the front of his hoodie.

Finally, Twomasks switched off the video which had recorded the entire ‘operation’ and put that and the legs away in a front pocket on the bag.

“Like I said, a couple of week’s rest and you’ll be back to normal! Minus two dicks and your tail of course. And look on the bright side, at least you can get a new gun. New dicks though? Sorry that ain’t a thing yet” he said snickering as he walked out of the medical room.

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