my balls have have shrunk so much after my burdizzo clamping i think within the next 30 days they will be 100% gone, the question now is what to do with my scrotum?

Most guys have said to have it removed and i think that might be the way to go beacuse it looks weird with my penis having shrunk and still having my scrotum hanging there

Make it into a labia? Pierce it? I dunno what much else to do with it other than removing it.

You could always have a small slit cut in it and use it for your loose change.

Well, the obvious is to leave it empty. It will be shrunken when cold, floppy when warm.

Or, have it removed.

Or, have it filled up with prosthetic testicles. But I recommend against steel balls as this would add you to the no fly list.

In Australia they castrate kangaroos and taxidermy or tan their big ball sac and make coin purses, and other objects out of them. But then, kangaroos have really really really big balls and sac.

Rent it out for advertising.

Stick a hide-a-key there?

cast1988 (imported) wrote: Sat Sep 03, 2011 1:32 pm my balls have have shrunk so much after my burdizzo clamping i think within the next 30 days they will be 100% gone, the question now is what to do with my scrotum?

Did you use a painkiller ? Was the burdizzo clampin painful ? How long did you leave the clamp in position ? I heard it is recommended to use it for a few minutes, better 5 min than 2, better 10 then 5. What did you do ?

Seriously, a scrotum removal is a delicate operation and not easily done. The surgeon has to leave just enough to allow for contraction and expansion or you may split open. A plastic surgeon is most qualified to do this surgery.

I was thinking more like an iphone holder.

I have no advice to offer, though some in the TC2 community might think of me as a flatbagger.

I once attended a lecturer, in which the lecturer (a person holding multiple graduate school degrees) started out with an anxiety-breaker joke to the effect that an intellectual is a person who finds something more interesting than sex.

It took a while for that to soak in. Might I be one of those dratted intellectuals?

What a frightening thought!

From my orchiectomy in 1986 until 1991, I went about my life as a flatbagger.

My flatbag never bothered me, I had more interesting things to do than change it.

Then I decided to do more swimming at the local YMCA, and, out of deference to those folks who harbor castration anxiety, I got a pair of silicone imlants. From 1991 until April of this year, the implants never bothered me and I never bothered them, and I had more interesting things to do than think about, or do anything about, them.

In April of this year, my body undertook on a form of "foreign body reaction" to the implants, and my attention became focused on them, instead of more interesting things, because there was formidable discomfort (is pain a better word?) associated with their being not removed. Came early June, implants gone, Eunuch Archive membership started.

I don't always do what I find is most interesting. I do pay some attention to my remaining parts "down there." Mostly, however, I do what I find to be more interesting.

I do not regard it as being better to have something more interesting to do than sex, nor do I regard sex being more interesting than anything else to be better or worse than anything else.

De gustibus non est disputandum. (Yes, that's Latin.) (there is no disputing the taste)

I favor doing that which maximizes one's quality of life.