A Castration Tale I

A short story. Not sure if I will post in its entirety or publish on Lulu.

Since this is a short post, look for more tomorrow

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A Castration Tale

Copyright 2018

by Chris Bellows

    Licensed, highly experienced nurse available for males needing to acquiesce to special procedures   and  examinations. 

The Craig’s listing was brief but intriguing. After many hours of thought, I replied with an email. There is something about the anonymity of the process which emboldens, words which I would rarely speak pouring forth from my word processor.

Age, ethnicity, height, weight, location, marital status... single... the usual disclosure... but when contemplating how to phrase my ‘special request’, the word acquiesce came to haunt. Why not ‘needing to undergo’, ‘engage in’?

Perhaps the writer of the short missive intended to titillate the kinky mind... perhaps not. Any way, I wrote, expressing concerns over my prostate, suggesting an examination, a ‘go for it’ reply. If the author of the Craig’s listing did not intend to attract the paraphillic mind, so be it.

Within a day... bingo! A very explicit response... even bolder than my introductory reply.

Nurse Greta Donhoffer wrote back, describing herself as age 38, blonde, an impressive 6 ft. and some 175 lbs. The prostate gland of the single male, she emphasized, requires much attention. Thus a special examination was highly recommended... and more than one.      

My penis swelled in reading the words.

Phone number, office hours, approximate location, somewhat inconvenient in the suburbs, but near a train station, the completeness of the contact information assuaged any concerns over the authenticity of the prospective services. I concluded Nurse Greta Donhoffer was for real.