I'm Here to Have My Testicles Crushed!
Posted: Thu Sep 22, 2005 7:02 pm
I am considering authoring a story that takes place in a surgeon"s office at some date in the future - say 20 to 30 years. Medical procedures and new powerful pain killers have made the mechanical crushing of testicles the preferred and most effective method of castration. New government regulations carefully manage a person's sex life - and sexual function. For males, this means mandatory circumcison by age five, mandatory vasectomy after fathering two children (three, if the first two are of the same gender), mandatory transuretharal resectioning (TURP) by age 50 (the purpose of which is not only to improve urine flow, but also to reduce erectile capability and eliminate ejaculation via the penis), and finally, mandatory castration through mechanical crushing by age 65.
The procedure takes place in a surgeon's office, and is attended by a thirty-something nurse. Actually, the nurse administers the sexually terminal procedure under the doctor's perfunctory supervision. The procedure takes about an hour, followed by an hour in the recovery room, and then the patient is free to go home with the assurance that his testicles have been killed, and can no longer produce sperm or testosterone.
As will be seen in the completed story, my futuristic procedure is rooted partly in fact. Modern circumcision, for whatever reason, is already done by largely mechanical means, and is practiced routinely in hospitals unless the parents are enlightened enough to intervene. Vasectomies and TURPS currently take place everyday. Circumcision is currently almost mandatory for most recipients (few boys get to keep their foreskins until age five), vasectomies are already mandatory in some parts of the world, and urologists today hand out TURPS like candy (one reason for the increase of impotence in our society). Who's to say castration by one method or another won't become mandatory in the future, ordered by government bent on population control, or by "medical necessity." Finally, doctors are almost anxious to prescribe castration at the first hint of testicular or prostate cancer. Why not for other reasons?
If this story is successful, wait until you see what I have in mind for the ladies in this sexually controlled, mechanistic, future society.
Comments please!
The procedure takes place in a surgeon's office, and is attended by a thirty-something nurse. Actually, the nurse administers the sexually terminal procedure under the doctor's perfunctory supervision. The procedure takes about an hour, followed by an hour in the recovery room, and then the patient is free to go home with the assurance that his testicles have been killed, and can no longer produce sperm or testosterone.
As will be seen in the completed story, my futuristic procedure is rooted partly in fact. Modern circumcision, for whatever reason, is already done by largely mechanical means, and is practiced routinely in hospitals unless the parents are enlightened enough to intervene. Vasectomies and TURPS currently take place everyday. Circumcision is currently almost mandatory for most recipients (few boys get to keep their foreskins until age five), vasectomies are already mandatory in some parts of the world, and urologists today hand out TURPS like candy (one reason for the increase of impotence in our society). Who's to say castration by one method or another won't become mandatory in the future, ordered by government bent on population control, or by "medical necessity." Finally, doctors are almost anxious to prescribe castration at the first hint of testicular or prostate cancer. Why not for other reasons?
If this story is successful, wait until you see what I have in mind for the ladies in this sexually controlled, mechanistic, future society.
Comments please!