Forced chemical castration fantasies

[Xerxes (imported)]

I fantasize all the time about getting forced to chemical castration! Maybe from a doctor, that puts me in a special programme! The idea of not being able to orgasm or have a hard on intrigues me very much!

Seing a sweet girl or dude on the street and think to yourselves " You couldn`t, even if you had the chance!"

That would really be something!

And as Cockcontrol says "The loss of morningwood" I have a really hard on every morning, and the day usually starts by satisfying myself! So if I lost that, it would be a reminder every morning, that I was castrated by force! Fantastic!

[Kangan (imported)]

I have found that staying "limp" while being viewed in the nude by a female (clothed or unclothed) is a strong mental turn on.

[ballsontheline (imported)]

My fantasy is to have my muscular, athletic doctor force me to be chemically castrated. First he gives me propecia so that I can keep my full head of hair. I take it for a few months and notice that my libido is reduced. I talk to him about it and being down and he proscribes an antidepressent (lexapro). I have an active sex drive and even with the propecia I jerk off at least two times a day. After a week of taking the lexapro I can no longer orgasm. I tell the doctor and he tells me that the side effect will go away after a month or so. He tells me that I can orgasm by massaging my prostate.

I want to see his cock so I go to the gym where he works out and make sure that I am there at the same time he is. While we are in the communal showers I can't help but look at his 6 inch limp dick. He catches me staring and laughs saying: "You have a tiny, little shaved little pee pee Mike. I know you want to suck my thick, uncut 10 incher. The next time you come to the office make sure you ask for the last appointment of the day. My staff will all leave while I have you in the examining room."

I made an appointment for the next day and went into the exam room. I was told to strip to my boxers. When he came in, he told me to take off the boxers and get up onto the examining table. He strapped me down and then told me that he wanted to chemically castrate me. He injected me with depro provera and also gave me estrogen pills and rubbed estrogen cream on my cock and balls. I sucked his huge dick and he recorded the whole thing.

I was afraid that I would loose everything if word got out that I had sucked the doc's dick. He told me that my secret was safe with him as long as I came into the office regularly for my testerone blockers. He forcibly castrated me. What a fantasy.

[iBorg317 (imported)]

I read one story about an individual who voluntarily went to a clinic for his monthly shots. I'd like to find it as it was well written. Ring a bell with anyone?

iBorg317

[cockcontrol (imported)]

I read one story about an individual who voluntarily went to a clinic for his monthly shots. I'd like to find it as it was well written. Ring a bell with anyone?

iBorg317

Yes, that sounds like a good story, where to find it ?

[willing2share5 (imported)]

I have found that staying "limp" while being viewed in the nude by a female (clothed or unclothed) is a strong mental turn on.

I agree. Being limp in front of a woman is pretty wild, especially if you are supposed to be hard. I had this happen a few times, but the most memorable was when I got myself off and then my GF showed up unxepectedly. No matter what I did, I couldn't get it up again!

[Kangan (imported)]

I agree. Being limp in front of a woman is pretty wild, especially if you are supposed to be hard. I had this happen a few times, but the most memorable was when I got myself off and then my GF showed up unxepectedly. No matter what I did, I couldn't get it up again!

You have it backwards. I enjoy being nude and flaccid while being viewed by a strange woman, such as a nurse, in a situation where an erection would be unwanted or embarassing. The thrill is in being able to think about sex without getting an erection. My biggest turn on was staying limp before, during and after a vasectomy with a pretty female nurse watching.

[ballsontheline (imported)]

I fantasize that I am blackmailed by a young, athletic male. He knows stuff about me that I have to keep secret. He has me by the balls.

He tells me that he will keep my secret as long as I agree to be regularly injected with drugs that will chemically castrate me. As he tells me this, I get rock hard. Then he pulls down my pants and injects me with Androcur. It does not take long to feel the powerful effects of the drugs. My daily morning hardons stop. I jerk my little noodle but it takes significant effort to get it hard. He puts estrogen cream on my cock and balls to reduce their size. He steals my power to cum. He takes away my ability to fuck. I am chemically castrated.

[Richard_Less (imported)]

I like the idea also - but when the victim is unaware. There was a story (I forget the title - something along the line of you'd better bahave) . It was about the not too distant future where castration drugs are so easily obtainable through the internet that women could go around injecting men at will. In particular, there was a drug that actually destroyed the testicles in one dose - created in leu of surgical castration. She would castrate any arogant "God's gift to women" kind of men that did not show her respect.

I would love to hear a similar stories about catty women castrating each other's boyfriends over silly insignifcant matters (wearing same colour nail polish/outfits, etc) - again the poor male being innocent and unaware - until it is too late.

The thought of being usless, but with a full libido is so tantalizing. I frequently am locked in a penis cage which makes erections painful, but equally useless. My mistress loves it - and makes me go weeks wearing it, but also arrousing me - e-mailing me porn, erotically caressing me, etc. the worst is never knowing when I'll be set free - if even just a short while to releive the physical discomfort, if not also the blue balls.

Just my two balls, er, cents worth...

[John (imported)]

Hi!

A story with forced chemical castration as main ingredient and some kind of electronic search gadget for the "victim" to wear at all times to make it possible for the "owner" to trace him at any time would be it! Why not an implant of some kind. When he was found in a place out of permission really hard punishment of some kind should be waiting...

Greetings

John