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Nuts


"This is it," Ron thought to himself. If he were going to back down, it was now
or never. The ad read: "Looking for men who want more out of life, willing to
submit to modification by an ex-doctor." The word "modification" disturbed him
a bit, but maybe the guy was looking for a long-term relationship and Ron's
life was lacking something. Here he was -- thirty-five years old, and he had
never had a long term relationship. He wasn't bad looking. He stood 6 feet tall
with a swimmer's build, and more hair on his body than most men had, but for
some reason he never seemed to connect with anyone. The ad had screamed out to
him.

What the hell, Ron rang the doorbell. After a few minutes the door opened but
no one was there. Ron entered the hallway and the door silently closed behind
him and locked itself. The only thing he could do was proceed down the hall
toward what was now another lit doorway. On the walls of the hallway were
pictures of nude men that had the largest balls Ron had ever seen. Ron knew
that whoever he was going to meet would be disappointed if the stranger had a
fetish for balls because that was the one area that he had been shortchanged
in. His scrotum hung down quite low but the balls were only medium in size.

As he got to the doorway and looked in, Ron was surprised to see that the room,
though well lit, was practically bare of furnishings. There were some cabinets
on the walls that Ron could not see into and what looked like a narrow altar at
waist height in the center of the room.

From out of the shadows, a voice commanded Ron to strip. Ron heard the sharp
edge of command in the voice and did not hesitate in following the order. It
was as if the voice commanded his being and there was a sense of
trustworthiness emanating from the voice. Ron really was not sure why and he
was not sure that it was appropriate but he undressed in as slowly and
tantalizing a manner as he could muster. It was important for him to be
accepted by this voice and he did not want to be found wanting.

As he peeled back his shirt, his hairy chest was caught in the spotlight. The
hair served to outline the swimmer's shape of his upper torso and the tightness
of his stomach. As he peeled off his pants, his firm ass flexed detailing the
shape as he stood in his jock. The voice called out of the shadows to strip
completely. Ron reached for his jock and slipped out of the last defense he
had. Ron stood there for a moment waiting for some sign from the voice that the
package was acceptable. Still nothing, just the silence. Finally Ron called
out...

"I have followed your orders, what am I supposed to do now?"

The silence was overwhelming, Ron was beginning to think that he had been
rejected.

"Do you submit?" the voice called out.

Ron had waited so long that the voice surprised him. Ron took only a moment to
once more let the sound of the voice wash over him and then Ron spoke.

"I submit my body and desires to your will."

Ron could hardly believe what he had just heard himself say but somehow he knew
it was right and he was comfortable with his decision. The voice spoke again
and told Ron to lie on the table. Ron approached the table and noticed that it
appeared to be more than he had originally thought. There were definite shapes
outlined in the metal but Ron could not fathom the meaning of the pattern. As
Ron climbed on the table and lay on his back, the voice continued.

"I am very interested in balls. I have been experimenting for years. Perhaps as
you entered, you noticed the pictures of the men in the hall. The balls were of
my design. What you saw are the results of my work. I am now ready to perform
my final experiment but this one is for myself. I want to give my best design
to a man that is willing to be risk being mine. This is for the man that will
share the rest of his natural and unnatural life with me. I wonder if you are
that man, but you are the one I chose out of the responses to my ad. You were
the only one that was also looking for a more permanent relationship. What I
plan on doing if you still wish to go through with this, is to modify your
balls in a manner similar to but surpassing anything that you saw in the hall."

Ron laid there and thought about what he had heard. In as much as he would love
to have a set of balls like those he had seen, he wasn't sure what he was
getting himself into without knowing who he was talking to. Still...there was a
definite sense of concern emanating from the voice. Ron called out.

"I want to see who I am talking to."

Suddenly, from the shadows there emerged a tall robed figure. It proceeded to
walk into the light near the table. About five feet from the table, the figure
stopped and removed the robe, leaving only the head covered with a hood.
Standing before Ron was a tall slim male. He appeared to be around Ron's age
and his body was certainly worth looking at, especially the lower Ron's gaze
went. Where Ron had expected to see a nice normal set of family jewels, balls
the size of large grapefruits hung between the legs. Ron reached out as if to
touch what was beyond his reach. One look at the body, the nuts, and the
feeling of well-being was all Ron needed.

As Ron was getting ready to respond, the figure suddenly pulled off the hood.
Ron saw a strong, well-defined face. The sort that you just had to trust. The
voice spoke, "My name is Mike, and I want you to understand what it is you are
letting yourself in for and if you are scared, now is the time for you to go.
What I do will be permanent, but as you can see, I have done to myself what I
plan on doing to you. I have investigated your background, and I want you - but
you may feel differently. Now is your chance."

It no longer mattered what Ron thought, the sense of power emanating from this
man in front of him was overwhelming. All that Ron could do was lie back on the
table and close his eyes in submission. The man was what Ron wanted and Ron
would do anything for him. Ron opened his eyes and found himself staring up
into Mike's face. Mike's hand was gently searching Ron's body. Mike ran his
hand through the hair on his chest and followed it down as it snaked its way
down to Ron's groin.

Mike grasped Ron's cock which immediately got hard. Mike then grasped Ron's
balls and Ron could see Mike's breathing increase. Mike kneaded the balls in
the scrotum, stretching them farther and farther down into the scrotum, which
in Ron's case was substantial. Mike's gaze went back to Ron's face. Mike asked
once more.

"Are you willing to submit to my knives?"

Without any hesitation, Ron agreed. He heard the whir before he realized what
it meant. Restraints were slowly and hydraulically lifting up through the
surface of the table and encircling his legs at his ankles and his knees.
Across his wrists, at his elbows and where his arm met his shoulder, another
set of restraints had gripped him. A band of steel slowly lifted above his
chest and settled into place just as Ron felt the last band settle around his
neck. Just as Ron was getting used to the feeling of the steel bands, the table
began to tilt to a 45-degree angle. Ron could now see his body in a mirror that
he was facing but had not noticed before.

As the table came to rest, the base began to split open. Ron's legs were
separated to a degree that he was in some minor discomfort but as he let his
weight rest on the band encircling his chest, the strain was alleviated
somewhat. Ron could see that his cock and balls were completely exposed to
whatever Mike wanted to do to them. Due to the way Ron's body sagged, his balls
fell completely away from his body, exposed and unprotected. His balls might
not be big but they naturally hung about halfway down his thigh because he had
such a low hanging scrotum.

Mike circled in front of Ron and Ron felt something gliding along his lower
abdomen. It took only a moment for Ron to realize that Mike was shaving his
pubic hair off. The razor was so sharp, Ron did not feel anything except for
the hair as it fell across his balls on its way to the floor. Ron felt Mike
grasp his balls and pull them tight. Ron could feel the cool glide of the razor
as it moved up and down his scrotum and then finally across his balls. Mike
stepped aside and Ron could see himself in the mirror. > From about midway
between his belly button and his cock to his balls, Ron was smooth. It seemed
odd not to have the fur there that he was accustomed to seeing but what he saw
still turned him on. Ron knew that he had not made the wrong decision. This was
what he wanted.

Once more, Mike moved in front of Ron.

"This is where it starts. There will be some discomfort but nothing that you
can't handle. At various points during the transformation, you will be relieved
of the pain."

Ron could feel something being wrapped around his scrotum just above his balls.
Ron could begin to feel a tension pulling at his balls. At the same time the
band across his throat released and Ron was able to look down and see that his
balls were now in a harness that was attached to a mean looking machine that
was winding the harness in and stretching Ron's nuts lower into the sack and
the sack lower down than they had ever hung before.

The tension on his body was becoming painful. Then suddenly there was a cool
damp spray covering his balls and the pain ceased. It was replaced by a warm
feeling that was turning hot. Ron could see the skin on his scrotum taking on a
red hue and his balls were stretching farther in the scrotum. His skin that
made up his scrotum had suddenly stretched and was not bouncing back. Mike
explained that the spray was composed of enzymes that changed the elasticity of
tissue and when used properly could result in physical changes...that were
permanent. Ron looked down at his body and Mike removed the harness from his
balls. The scrotum was now even with where he thought his kneecaps would be if
he were standing. Ron had stretched his nuts before but never anything like
this and in the past, they had always returned up to his body. This time they
just hung there.

Mike reached down and grabbed Ron's balls. Now they hung down about 18 inches.
Mike stood there and twisting his wrist, shook the balls so that they wrapped
around his hand first in one direction and then the other. Mike continued to
punish Ron's balls. He grabbed a nut in each hand and started squeezing. Ron
writhed on the table but he was feeling things that he had never felt before.
The pain was overwhelming but entwined with the pain was a pleasure Ron had not
felt before. His cock was rock hard and jumping around of its own accord.

Mike grabbed Ron by the scrotum about halfway down. Suddenly, Ron felt a sudden
pain. He had been so wrapped up in what he was feeling that he had not noticed
that Mike had gotten a paddle and was deftly working over Ron's nuts. With each
blow to his balls, Ron could feel himself getting closer to coming. He was
totally swept up in what was happening to him. Just as Ron thought that he was
going to shoot, Mike stopped.

"Not yet." Mike said, "You have a long way to go and part of the process
includes building up sexual tension and pressure. We will continue to tenderize
your balls, just don't shoot, or you could lose them."

Ron watched as Mike grabbed a bottle of some sort of fluid. Mike began to paint
Ron's balls and scrotum with the fluid. Ron could feel heat building up. He
realized that he was beginning to feel like he was on fire. When he looked
down, he could see that he was now as red as a fire engine. He could also see
that Mike had a bat.

Mike swung the bat...yet strangely enough, Ron felt nothing even though he
could see his balls swing far into the air. Mike swung again and again. Still
the extreme heat he felt was masking the blows to his balls. He didn't
understand why he could feel the heat and handle it, but couldn't feel the
blows. Even as Mike continued to beat his nuts, Ron could see that they were
swelling from the torturous beating that they were taking. He knew that when he
could finally feel his nuts again, that was feeling he didn't want to know.

Even as the thought crossed his mind, feeling was beginning to return, Ron felt
a sharp sting with the next blow. The heat was dissipating and Ron screamed
with the next blow to his abused balls. Mike roughly grabbed the balls and
pulled them up so Ron could see what was left of them. They were now red and
swollen masses of meat. As Ron watched, Mike began working them over some more.
Mike stretched them as far down into the ballsac as he could and he began to
pummel them with his fist. Ron could only lie there and scream and the beating
continued. Ron was once more beginning to be swept up in the cloud of pain and
pleasure. His cock was throbbing and his nuts hurt so bad he couldn't take it
any more.

Suddenly, Mike stopped again. Ron could see that his nuts had swollen more and
even just hanging there under their own weight, was causing a mild but
pleasurable pain. Mike stepped up and he was holding what appeared to be a
needle attached to some tubing. Mike grabbed Ron's ballsac at the base of his
cock and inserted the needle. Mike stepped back behind Ron and Ron could only
hear things. But then he began to feel them. Ron looked into the mirror and
could see that his ballsac was beginning to expand and there was a warm feeling
inside like nothing he had ever felt before. Mike explained.

"I am filling your scrotum with a saline solution to further stretch you and to
prepare you for what is going to come."

As Ron watched, his scrotum continued to swell and stretch. He could actually
feel his testicles swimming in the fluid surrounding them. His ballsac had
swollen to the size of a basket ball, it seemed to Ron. Mike stepped around
front again and began massaging Ron's distended scrotum, at the same time, Mike
removed the needle. From somewhere just out of sight, Mike produced another
razor. Once more, he shaved Ron's balls. But this time, there was a very fine
pulling sensation that left a slight feeling of warmth. As large as the scrotum
was now, it took a little while to finish but it went smoothly.

Mike stepped back and Ron could see that his balls were warm from the warmth of
his own blood. Mike saw the fear and explained that he had shaved away the
upper layer of skin that held the hair follicles. From this point forward, Ron
would be forever bare around his balls. Mike also explained that one of his
experiments had resulted in a manmade hormone that would cause rapid healing.
Even as Mike spoke, he was rubbing something onto Ron's balls. This time, there
was a subtle warmth that was encircling his balls and just as rapidly, a
coolness began to make itself felt. Ron looked down and could see that after
everything that had happened, his ballsac was returning to a nice normal pale
pink and the skin, even stretched, was smooth and shiny, as if nothing had ever
happened. Mike looked at Ron and asked...

"Are you ready to continue?"

"Where else am I going like this?" Ron thought to himself.

Ron looked up and nodded. Pure adoration was in Ron's eyes. This was not a
sexual contact yet there was more in what was going on than could be seen on
one level. Mike walked up to where Ron could stretch out his wrist a bit and
feel his balls. This was Mike's way of letting Ron know what would be his if he
was patient and Ron wanted that prize more than anything.

Mike moved down again and this time he was attaching some wires to Ron's
ballsac. Mike stepped back and Ron could feel some pleasurable pulses going
through the fluid to his balls. The intensity began to increase and what
started out as a pleasure was turning to pain again. Ron could only watch and
cringe from the pain as the pulses continued. He could tell that his balls were
swelling even more because his ballsac was getting bigger which could only mean
his balls were swelling and the pain was at a point where he would start
screaming again. Still the pulses went on and suddenly...nothing.

Mike stepped back up to remove the wires. Ron could only look down and see what
further damage his tortured balls had endured. The scrotum was still the size
of a basket ball but a bit larger. The testicles were bloated and swollen and
could now be clearly seen through the skin of the distended scrotum. They were
big. Ron had never thought that something like this could/would ever happen to
him. Even as he watched his own balls move around inside himself, he caught
sight of the paddle at the last minute as it hit his ballsac and balls
squarely. Ron let out a yell. Yet Mike continued to beat Ron's tortured balls.

Mike finally quit and began to rub some sort of soothing ointment over the
tortured balls. Ron looked down to where his balls were hanging down obscenely
down between his legs. The skin was stretched to the breaking point, inside the
balls were swollen to an immense size. Mike stepped back into Ron's line of
vision and began to smear another ointment onto his ballsac. All sensation left
Ron's balls. He no longer felt anything. He could see in the mirror that
everything was still there but Mike apparently took mercy on him and his pain.

Just as that thought formed itself, Mike brought out a couple of pans and some
chemicals on a cart that he wheeled over next to Ron. Next Mike put on surgical
gloves and Ron knew that this was it. Something was about to happen...and Ron
was not able to turn back now.

Mike's hand came up and he held a scalpel in it. Ron suddenly realized what was
about to happen. Even as Ron could only watch and stare in disbelief, the
scalpel cut eight inches down the left side of his scrotum. Fluid gushed out
and with it, Ron's left nut flowed out. Ron had never seen a testicle that was
completely exposed like this before and that it was his own was a real turn on
as demonstrated by his rock hard cock.

Mike lifted the nut into one of the pans and covered it with a cool fluid. Mike
repeated the operation on the other side and soon both of Ron's nuts were
exposed and resting in bowls of fluid, still attached to his body. Ron could
only stare. There rested his pride and joy. They might not have been much
before but now they looked like raw pieces of beaten meat, which is what they
were. Mike attached electrodes to opposite sides of the metal bowls and
explained that he was going to use another manmade hormone that would cause the
final and irrevocable change. The electricity could course through and cause
further swelling and cause a bonding between the hormone and the balls. This
would cause the balls to permanently remain in their enlarged state.

Ron watched as the current began to pulse through him. He could only feel a
tingle, just like Mike promised after he explained that the first fluid had
been an anesthetic. Ron watched both balls expand even more, beginning to look
more like writhing masses of worms that were getting bigger. Somehow, balls
looked better in a ballsac. Ron's balls were now the size of large grapefruits.
Just the same size as Mike's, at least seeing them in the pans, they looked
that way.

Mike carefully picked up Ron's right ball and pulled the stretched scrotum back
over it. Just as carefully, Mike lifted the left nut and placed it back in the
scrotum. Mike then poured a fluid back into the scrotum and rinsed everything
with the fluid. There was a cool feeling again and Mike told Ron it was the
same fluid he used to heal his scrotum the first time.

Mike then grabbed a needle and thread off the cart and proceeded to close the
two cuts he had made in the scrotum. Mike then took more of the fluid and
poured it over the cuts that had been stitched up in only a couple of places.
Ron was concerned about so few sutures but Mike told him that he was going to
leave him alone for a while to give the skin time to heal since with the
hormone it would only take a little while. Mike got Ron a drink of water before
he left. Ron looked down at himself and marveled at the change. His rock hard
cock was jutting upwards over the biggest balls he had even seen next to
Mike's. He closed his eyes for just a moment and fell to sleep.

Ron woke with a start and suddenly remembered where he was. He decided that
there must have been something in the water but after everything he had been
through, he felt refreshed. Ron remembered to look down and it was not a dream.
He was on a table. He had the biggest nuts he had ever seen. He could also tell
that whatever the magic fluid was in the bottle, it has done its job. There was
not any sign of the surgery. Mike chose that moment to walk back in.

"Are you satisfied with the result?" Mike asked. "This is my gift to you."

Ron could only look into Mike's face with adoration. The table began to tilt
back to a full reclining position. As the portion holding his legs began to
close, Mike reached down and held Ron's massive new balls up out of the way of
being caught below the table as it closed. The restraints were the next thing
to lift off and fold back into the table.

Mike helped Ron into a sitting position. Ron's hand wandered down to his balls.
They were enormous...as big as large grapefruits...how would he ever be able to
get pants to cover these things...all sorts of strange and unrelated thoughts
were going through his mind as Mike helped him stand up and move over to
another area where Mike caught Ron's hands in cuffs and pulled them up over his
head with some sort of pulley. This left Ron standing on his toes. Mike pulled
his left leg over and cuffed it to chains in the floor. Ron was now balanced on
one leg and even that did not last long. Mike secured the last leg and now Ron
was suspended with his balls swinging between his spread legs.

Ron was so hot he couldn't even think of stopping or where this was going to
end. His rock-hard cock was jutting up against his stomach. His nuts were
stretched down between his legs and as big as they were the weight generated a
pain and pleasure just from the slight swing.

Mike stepped up and this time he had a longer paddle in his hand. Mike looked
into Ron's eyes and swung. Again and again the paddle fell across Ron's
battered balls but all the time Mike looked into Ron's eyes. There was a total
giving of self on Ron's part to Mike and Mike's acceptance of Ron. As they came
to the end of their unspoken and private communion, Ron shot. This was the
biggest load ever produced by a man was Ron's only thought. It gushed out in
huge spurts and hit the wall several feet away and it kept going. As it finally
subsided, Mike grabbed Ron's balls and gave one tremendous squeeze then with a
look of lust on his face, Mike kissed Ron and spewed his load all over Ron. Ron
realized that there were two of them but the man he would follow was this
one...

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