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Comments welcome!\n\n[b]Accompanying story:[/b]\n\n\nVale the fox boy lay sprawled on his bed, his lithe form bathed in the soft glow of the moonlight filtering through his window. His fur was a soft caramel color, and his eyes held a sparkle of mischief that only those who truly understood him could see. His tail twitched with anticipation as he reached down to caress the smooth skin where once a proud penis and a pair of testicles had hung. Now, all that remained were the faint scars from where they had been removed- a testament to his desire and the choices he had made.\n\nThe room was filled with the scent of his own fox musk, a testament to his arousal. His heart raced with anticipation and arousal, his mind filled with memories of a procedure that had forever altered his body- a procedure he had chosen willingly, one that had freed him from the burdens of masculinity.\n\n[b]Vale's Journey[/b]\n\nVale was unique among his kind; he was a nullo, a being who had once possessed male reproductive organs but had chosen to relinquish them in pursuit of a different path. Once, he had possessed a fox's typical equipment: a proud penis and a pair of testicles nestled in their furry sac. But those days were gone, replaced by a new sense of self that thrived without them.\n\nAt twenty-one, Vale had undergone a transformation that many would find unthinkable- a voluntary penectomy and castration, leaving him a nullo, without the burden of reproductive organs. Yet, here he was, pleasuring himself in a way that defied conventional biology.\n\nVale's journey to becoming a nullo had been one of self-discovery and desire. From a young age, he had always felt more comfortable on the receiving end of intimacy. The decision to undergo penectomy and castration had not been made lightly. It was a choice that Vale contemplated for years, weighing every possible outcome. Vale had always identified as a bottom, finding pleasure in being the receptive partner during intimate moments. \n\nThe idea of having a cock and balls seemed almost alien to him; it was as if they were not meant to be his. The detested the weight of carrying seeds, and forced to bare these male organs he rarely used- it all seemed like unnecessary baggage. He craved the smoothness, the simplicity of a body without these male appendages, a body that was all his own. So, with careful thought, Vale chose to be forever changed by the surgeon's blade. When he finally took the plunge, it was with a sense of liberation and relief. The surgery was successful, and as the months turned into years, Vale's body became his canvas, a masterpiece of self-expression that celebrated his unique identity. \n\nHe relished the memory of the day the procedure that had left him smooth and without any male organs, the memory of his penectomy and castration etched into Vale's psyche, a cherished moment that defined who he was. The memory still brought a shiver of pleasure down his spine. His rite to nullo-hood had been meticulous, as his testicles were removed and his entire penis severed while he was fully conscious, removing every last trace of his former male penis from the root, ensuring that there would be no chances of it being reattached or confusion about his identity as a nullo. The sensation of being cut free from his masculine parts, the feeling of liberation as his body was reshaped to reflect his true self was exhilarating. \n\nIt was a procedure that had left him feeling whole in a way he never thought possible. The removal of his reproductive organs had not emasculated him; it had liberated him from the constraints of expectation and allowed him to discover a new kind of masculinity, one that was defined by him, for him, and unbounded by physical form, a huge burden lifted off his shoulders.\n\n[b]The ex-penis[/b]\n\nHis severed uncircumcised penis, now plastinated and repurposed as a dildo, lay against his tail hole- an 8” long phantom limb that still held the memory of its former purpose as an organ of procreation. A penis many who exclaim a shame to lose. As Vale's fingers caressed it rubbing over the familiar glans, skin and network of veins on the shaft which was once his, he felt a surge of erotic energy course through him, igniting the flames of desire within his loins. His mind swirled with images of his past, the moments leading up to his penectomy and castration, each memory heightening his arousal.\n\nThe “ex-penis”, as he affectionately called it, was a reminder of his journey. It was no longer a part of him in the traditional sense, but it had become an integral part of his sexuality. Vale's tail wagged rhythmically and with a slick motion, pushed the plastinated dildo into his tail hole, the familiar contours sliding against his internal walls with exquisite friction, the sensation of fullness washing over him like a wave. \n\nHe could feel the texture of its veiny ridges against his anal walls, the way it filled him completely, and the way his prostate pulsed with each thrust as he rode himself to ecstasy. He closed his eyes, surrendering to the wave of pleasure that washed over him, each thrust deeper than the last. His body was a vessel of ecstasy, and the preserved penis within him was both the giver and receiver of this sacred act.\n\nAs he began to pleasure himself anally, Vale's mind clouded with arousal. His mind drifted back to that day the object in him was cut-off. He remembered the feeling of cool steel of the surgical blade, the sharp snap as they cut through the last of his manhood. The sensation had been both painful and pleasurable, a cocktail of agony and ecstasy that had left him breathless and spent. In that aftermath, he had felt an overwhelming sense of relief, a sense of wholeness that he had never known before. He remembered the feeling of his erect penis being held, the testicles that hung heavy and full, and then the slow, deliberate cut as they were completely severed from his body. The sensation of detachment was both exhilarating and liberating.\n\n[b]A sacred communion[/b]\n\nHis body, now devoid of reproductive organs, was a canvas of desire, and the act of self-pleasure was a sacred communion with his past and present selves. The dildo, once part of him, now beckoned him to surrender to the primal rhythm of his own making. Vale's tail swirled in delight as he thrust deeper into himself, each stroke a testament to his acceptance of his new form. \n\nVale's pace quickened, his breath becoming ragged as he neared the precipice of orgasm. The preserved dildo felt like an extension of himself, a bridge between his memories and his present state of being. He pounded hard against it, each thrust fueled by the love he held for his own transformation. The orgasm was different now; it was not about procreation but a tribute and celebration to the choice he had made and the life he had embraced.\n\nThe fox boy's breath hitched as the orgasm approached, his body tensing in anticipation. His tail hole clenched around the dildo, drawing it deeper into him with each spasmodic contraction. The sensation was intense, a crescendo of pleasure that built to an overwhelming climax.\n\nThe fox boy closed his eyes, lost in the ecstasy of his ex-penis pounding his ass. His biological penis and him together as one again. His mind flashed again back to scenes of the procedure, his heart brimming with anticipation and peace. He revisited the recollection of thoughts of his erect eager cock being severed at the root, he remembered the final happy slice on his penis, the sensation of freedom as it finally slipped away from him for the last time. He remembered the scene of his severed penis and bloodied root still throbbing and leaking on a tray, longing for a cum it will never get forever. The same went for his testicles, gone were the days of worry and discomfort; in their place was a newfound sense of peace, a symbolic severance from his past life as a fertile creature bound by nature's expectations. \n\nVale closed his eyes and let out a soft moan, his mind clouded with pleasure as he began to move rhythmically against the phantom limb that was now an extension of his will. The fox boy's mind clouded with arousal as he pounded hard against the preserved penis, eye closed, smiling and repeatedly reliving the good memories the moment of his penis and balls being cut-off and finally freed from between his legs.\n\nAs Vale's fingers teased the spot where his tail met the base of what remained of his penis, he felt a surge of pleasure. The preserved organ which once served as his biological penis repurposed as a dildo still held the memory of its former purpose. He thrust against it rhythmically, each movement bringing him closer to the climax he craved. Vale's mind was a whirlwind of sensations: the memory of the cutting procedure, he relished every moment, every twitch of his muscles as he pounded hard against his ex-penis dildo. The thought of it being rooted to his body, cut off at the source, only heightened his arousal.\n\n[b]Climax[/b]\n\nVale's orgasm approached like a storm on the horizon, building with each thrust against his ex-penis dildo as he rode it with gusto. Vale's body tensed as he neared his climax, his heart pounding in sync with his thrusts. The ecstasy of the moment washed over him like a wave, and he felt a sense of completion that was both primal and profound. And then, it happened, the release. Vale's body convulsed as waves of ecstasy coursed through him. Despite his lack of a penis or testicles, the orgasmic response from his body was undiminished, a powerful affirmation that pleasure could be found in forms beyond biological necessity.\n\nWith a final, powerful thrust, Vale climaxed, the nullo’s body convulsed in ecstasy. His muscles clenched reflexively around the dildo, pushing it deeper into himself as forceful jets of clear fluid erupted from his nullo pee hole. His internal prostate and seminal vesicles rhythmly pumping out watery spermless ejaculate which splattered on the bed sheets and floor in repeated messy spurts with no penis to guide the ejaculate.\n\nThe sight and sound of his spermless ejaculation was mesmerizing, a visual representation of Vale's liberation from the expectations of his species. Each spurt was a declaration of independence, a celebration of his choice to redefine what it meant to be a fox in the throes of passion. It was a messy, satisfying reminder that he no longer needed to carry the seeds of life within him. His heart raced, his breath hitched, and every fiber of his body convulsed with pleasure as he rode out the waves of orgasmic bliss, each prostatic contraction a testament to his liberation from the burdens of male anatomy.\n\nAs the afterglow settled over him in the quiet solitude of his room, Vale's joyful cries faded into the whispering wind. The ecstasy of Vale's spermless orgasm was not just physical but also spiritual. He had embraced his nullo identity and at peace with himself and the world around him, he felt a deep sense of gratitude for the journey that had led him to this moment. He was a nullo, a being without a penis or testicles, yet rich with life and love. His story was one of transformation and triumph- a narrative that defied convention and celebrated the diversity of existence without the constraints of physical reproduction.\n\nAs the waves of pleasure ebbed away, Vale lay back on his bed, his chest rising and falling in rhythm with the quiet night, spent but content. His ex-penis dildo slipped out gently, leaving behind a feeling of fullness that he savored in the afterglow. He reached down to caress the smooth expanse of his chest and the smooth void between his legs, feeling grateful for the body he had, a body free from the expectations and burdens of traditional masculinity.\n\nIn that moment of quiet reflection, Vale felt more complete than ever before. His penectomy and castration were not losses but gains, steps on a journey to self-discovery and acceptance. As he drifted off to sleep with his familiar preserved ex-penis nestled against him now serving a new purpose, he knew that this was the life he was meant to live a life where pleasure could be found without the need for reproductive organs, a life where being a nullo was not just an absence but a presence filled with joy and fulfillment.", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Vale the fox pleasuring himself while reminiscing of the good memories which left him who is today.

An artwork piece with story. Comments welcome!

Accompanying story:


Vale the fox boy lay sprawled on his bed, his lithe form bathed in the soft glow of the moonlight filtering through his window. His fur was a soft caramel color, and his eyes held a sparkle of mischief that only those who truly understood him could see. His tail twitched with anticipation as he reached down to caress the smooth skin where once a proud penis and a pair of testicles had hung. Now, all that remained were the faint scars from where they had been removed- a testament to his desire and the choices he had made.

The room was filled with the scent of his own fox musk, a testament to his arousal. His heart raced with anticipation and arousal, his mind filled with memories of a procedure that had forever altered his body- a procedure he had chosen willingly, one that had freed him from the burdens of masculinity.

Vale's Journey

Vale was unique among his kind; he was a nullo, a being who had once possessed male reproductive organs but had chosen to relinquish them in pursuit of a different path. Once, he had possessed a fox's typical equipment: a proud penis and a pair of testicles nestled in their furry sac. But those days were gone, replaced by a new sense of self that thrived without them.

At twenty-one, Vale had undergone a transformation that many would find unthinkable- a voluntary penectomy and castration, leaving him a nullo, without the burden of reproductive organs. Yet, here he was, pleasuring himself in a way that defied conventional biology.

Vale's journey to becoming a nullo had been one of self-discovery and desire. From a young age, he had always felt more comfortable on the receiving end of intimacy. The decision to undergo penectomy and castration had not been made lightly. It was a choice that Vale contemplated for years, weighing every possible outcome. Vale had always identified as a bottom, finding pleasure in being the receptive partner during intimate moments.

The idea of having a cock and balls seemed almost alien to him; it was as if they were not meant to be his. The detested the weight of carrying seeds, and forced to bare these male organs he rarely used- it all seemed like unnecessary baggage. He craved the smoothness, the simplicity of a body without these male appendages, a body that was all his own. So, with careful thought, Vale chose to be forever changed by the surgeon's blade. When he finally took the plunge, it was with a sense of liberation and relief. The surgery was successful, and as the months turned into years, Vale's body became his canvas, a masterpiece of self-expression that celebrated his unique identity.

He relished the memory of the day the procedure that had left him smooth and without any male organs, the memory of his penectomy and castration etched into Vale's psyche, a cherished moment that defined who he was. The memory still brought a shiver of pleasure down his spine. His rite to nullo-hood had been meticulous, as his testicles were removed and his entire penis severed while he was fully conscious, removing every last trace of his former male penis from the root, ensuring that there would be no chances of it being reattached or confusion about his identity as a nullo. The sensation of being cut free from his masculine parts, the feeling of liberation as his body was reshaped to reflect his true self was exhilarating.

It was a procedure that had left him feeling whole in a way he never thought possible. The removal of his reproductive organs had not emasculated him; it had liberated him from the constraints of expectation and allowed him to discover a new kind of masculinity, one that was defined by him, for him, and unbounded by physical form, a huge burden lifted off his shoulders.

The ex-penis

His severed uncircumcised penis, now plastinated and repurposed as a dildo, lay against his tail hole- an 8” long phantom limb that still held the memory of its former purpose as an organ of procreation. A penis many who exclaim a shame to lose. As Vale's fingers caressed it rubbing over the familiar glans, skin and network of veins on the shaft which was once his, he felt a surge of erotic energy course through him, igniting the flames of desire within his loins. His mind swirled with images of his past, the moments leading up to his penectomy and castration, each memory heightening his arousal.

The “ex-penis”, as he affectionately called it, was a reminder of his journey. It was no longer a part of him in the traditional sense, but it had become an integral part of his sexuality. Vale's tail wagged rhythmically and with a slick motion, pushed the plastinated dildo into his tail hole, the familiar contours sliding against his internal walls with exquisite friction, the sensation of fullness washing over him like a wave.

He could feel the texture of its veiny ridges against his anal walls, the way it filled him completely, and the way his prostate pulsed with each thrust as he rode himself to ecstasy. He closed his eyes, surrendering to the wave of pleasure that washed over him, each thrust deeper than the last. His body was a vessel of ecstasy, and the preserved penis within him was both the giver and receiver of this sacred act.

As he began to pleasure himself anally, Vale's mind clouded with arousal. His mind drifted back to that day the object in him was cut-off. He remembered the feeling of cool steel of the surgical blade, the sharp snap as they cut through the last of his manhood. The sensation had been both painful and pleasurable, a cocktail of agony and ecstasy that had left him breathless and spent. In that aftermath, he had felt an overwhelming sense of relief, a sense of wholeness that he had never known before. He remembered the feeling of his erect penis being held, the testicles that hung heavy and full, and then the slow, deliberate cut as they were completely severed from his body. The sensation of detachment was both exhilarating and liberating.

A sacred communion

His body, now devoid of reproductive organs, was a canvas of desire, and the act of self-pleasure was a sacred communion with his past and present selves. The dildo, once part of him, now beckoned him to surrender to the primal rhythm of his own making. Vale's tail swirled in delight as he thrust deeper into himself, each stroke a testament to his acceptance of his new form.

Vale's pace quickened, his breath becoming ragged as he neared the precipice of orgasm. The preserved dildo felt like an extension of himself, a bridge between his memories and his present state of being. He pounded hard against it, each thrust fueled by the love he held for his own transformation. The orgasm was different now; it was not about procreation but a tribute and celebration to the choice he had made and the life he had embraced.

The fox boy's breath hitched as the orgasm approached, his body tensing in anticipation. His tail hole clenched around the dildo, drawing it deeper into him with each spasmodic contraction. The sensation was intense, a crescendo of pleasure that built to an overwhelming climax.

The fox boy closed his eyes, lost in the ecstasy of his ex-penis pounding his ass. His biological penis and him together as one again. His mind flashed again back to scenes of the procedure, his heart brimming with anticipation and peace. He revisited the recollection of thoughts of his erect eager cock being severed at the root, he remembered the final happy slice on his penis, the sensation of freedom as it finally slipped away from him for the last time. He remembered the scene of his severed penis and bloodied root still throbbing and leaking on a tray, longing for a cum it will never get forever. The same went for his testicles, gone were the days of worry and discomfort; in their place was a newfound sense of peace, a symbolic severance from his past life as a fertile creature bound by nature's expectations.

Vale closed his eyes and let out a soft moan, his mind clouded with pleasure as he began to move rhythmically against the phantom limb that was now an extension of his will. The fox boy's mind clouded with arousal as he pounded hard against the preserved penis, eye closed, smiling and repeatedly reliving the good memories the moment of his penis and balls being cut-off and finally freed from between his legs.

As Vale's fingers teased the spot where his tail met the base of what remained of his penis, he felt a surge of pleasure. The preserved organ which once served as his biological penis repurposed as a dildo still held the memory of its former purpose. He thrust against it rhythmically, each movement bringing him closer to the climax he craved. Vale's mind was a whirlwind of sensations: the memory of the cutting procedure, he relished every moment, every twitch of his muscles as he pounded hard against his ex-penis dildo. The thought of it being rooted to his body, cut off at the source, only heightened his arousal.

Climax

Vale's orgasm approached like a storm on the horizon, building with each thrust against his ex-penis dildo as he rode it with gusto. Vale's body tensed as he neared his climax, his heart pounding in sync with his thrusts. The ecstasy of the moment washed over him like a wave, and he felt a sense of completion that was both primal and profound. And then, it happened, the release. Vale's body convulsed as waves of ecstasy coursed through him. Despite his lack of a penis or testicles, the orgasmic response from his body was undiminished, a powerful affirmation that pleasure could be found in forms beyond biological necessity.

With a final, powerful thrust, Vale climaxed, the nullo’s body convulsed in ecstasy. His muscles clenched reflexively around the dildo, pushing it deeper into himself as forceful jets of clear fluid erupted from his nullo pee hole. His internal prostate and seminal vesicles rhythmly pumping out watery spermless ejaculate which splattered on the bed sheets and floor in repeated messy spurts with no penis to guide the ejaculate.

The sight and sound of his spermless ejaculation was mesmerizing, a visual representation of Vale's liberation from the expectations of his species. Each spurt was a declaration of independence, a celebration of his choice to redefine what it meant to be a fox in the throes of passion. It was a messy, satisfying reminder that he no longer needed to carry the seeds of life within him. His heart raced, his breath hitched, and every fiber of his body convulsed with pleasure as he rode out the waves of orgasmic bliss, each prostatic contraction a testament to his liberation from the burdens of male anatomy.

As the afterglow settled over him in the quiet solitude of his room, Vale's joyful cries faded into the whispering wind. The ecstasy of Vale's spermless orgasm was not just physical but also spiritual. He had embraced his nullo identity and at peace with himself and the world around him, he felt a deep sense of gratitude for the journey that had led him to this moment. He was a nullo, a being without a penis or testicles, yet rich with life and love. His story was one of transformation and triumph- a narrative that defied convention and celebrated the diversity of existence without the constraints of physical reproduction.

As the waves of pleasure ebbed away, Vale lay back on his bed, his chest rising and falling in rhythm with the quiet night, spent but content. His ex-penis dildo slipped out gently, leaving behind a feeling of fullness that he savored in the afterglow. He reached down to caress the smooth expanse of his chest and the smooth void between his legs, feeling grateful for the body he had, a body free from the expectations and burdens of traditional masculinity.

In that moment of quiet reflection, Vale felt more complete than ever before. His penectomy and castration were not losses but gains, steps on a journey to self-discovery and acceptance. As he drifted off to sleep with his familiar preserved ex-penis nestled against him now serving a new purpose, he knew that this was the life he was meant to live a life where pleasure could be found without the need for reproductive organs, a life where being a nullo was not just an absence but a presence filled with joy and fulfillment.", "writing": "", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "", "pools_count": 0, "title": "Vale the nullo fox (w/Story)", "deleted": "f", "public": "t", "mimetype": "image/png", "pagecount": "1", "rating_id": "2", "rating_name": "Adult", "ratings": [ { "content_tag_id": "4", "name": "Sexual Themes", "description": "Erotic imagery, sexual activity or arousal", "rating_id": "2" } ], "submission_type_id": "1", "type_name": "Picture/Pinup", "guest_block": "t", "friends_only": "f", "comments_count": "0", "views": "504" }