The Wrong Cutter

[jack_montana200 (imported)]

The procedure had been set up for me by a friend. He found someone who would take my testicles and penis, as long as they could keep them, for free. I was so excited and worked myself into a frenzie with excitement and anticipation of my dream actually coming true.

It was set to take place at a hotel in Tampa. I arrived a day in advance out of excitement. My friend who set it all up had called me several times to make sure I was still going to go through with it. I assured him that I was. After all, he knew that I had yearned for this for a very, very long time, and had been very unhappy for years.

He ended up showing up a couple hours before the "cutter" did so we could talk and maybe have a drink or two (which I did!). I was still extremely excited about it finally happening. I had no worries about the procedure or anything at all. It just felt already like a huge load had been lifted off my shoulders.

The knock on the door came. My heart started to pound. My friend (by the way, his name is William) answered the door. Come on in, he said. All I remember hearing was a female's voice. I never thought to ask about that, credentials or anything. I had always imagined that I would have this done by another man.

I gave the customary pleasantries, hello, how are you? blah, blah, blah. Both William and (I won't give her name) she instantly picked up on my voice, mood, what have you, and knew something wasn't right. I tried to assure them that all was well.

As we sat there and chatted for a while, I was able to let the two of them do some talking while I sat pretending to be listening to them but was really having a huge conversation with myself in my head. Could I let a woman do this? And SHE is going to keep everything? Whoa, this was starting to take on an air of uncomfortability for me.

I ended up being honest with them both with my feelings, thinking they would fall on sympathetic ears. To my surprise, "she" was angry. I apparently wasted her time and energy to the point where she was literally demanding that I go through with this. My friend was trying to reassure me that I should follow through with this, that it was just my nerves making me apprehensive.

Needless to say, everything is still intact. I am still looking for a man to do this for me.

[A-1 (imported)]

Well,

Was she on drugs?

You need to find something else. I don't know what, but something...This sounds pretty bizarre to me. Your friend is suspect, my friend.

Does anybody else feel the need to respond to this? :-\

A-1

[Henri Meunier (imported)]

What for a misunderstanding! What for a disappointment for you!

But there is someone on the Archive who is looking for a woman to do it, we all know him - may be you can give him the contact?

[Slammr (imported)]

Well,

Was she on drugs?

You need to find something else. I don't know what, but something...This sounds pretty bizarre to me. Your friend is suspect, my friend.

Does anybody else feel the need to respond to this? :-\

A-1

Well -- he was going to let a complete stranger perform major surgery on him in a hotel room, but backed out because that person's gender didn't fit in with his fantasy, not because of her lack of medical expertise. I think they were all on drugs.

[Paolo]

Is it a fantasy or a biography? That is the question.

[sag111 (imported)]

you probley saved your life because something told you to not do this.Nothing happens by accident

[alexsmith (imported)]

you probley saved your life because something told you to not do this.Nothing happens by accident

wow. i have always wanted a female cutter. please tell me what this woman looked like.

[Patient (imported)]

Expand on this, flesh it out, develop your characters, and you'll have a winning addition to the stories collection.

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