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Too Big for Comfort

By: Fantasy Man

He sat nervously in the waiting room at the clinic, waiting to see NurseVice. He had met her before and wondered if she suspected his obsession withher - those narrow sexy hips, that short white skirt and those unbelievablylarge breasts. The top two buttons of her stretched blouse were always undone,revealing a glimpse, though not unprofessional, of her deep cleavage.

He was in for a full physical. He couldn't help but imagine her inspectinghis unnaturally large testicles, something he was quite embarrassed about.Feeling the stirrings of an erection, he scolded himself for thinking of thenurse in such an inappropriate manner.

His thoughts were cut short as the receptionist called his name... "Thisway Mr. Johnson," a plain looking nurse said to him, and led the way tothe examination room. He sat and waited for the Miss Vice. Again he felt astirring in his loins - his fantasy was insistent…

Suddenly she entered. Nurse Vice was a slim woman of about 25, dark brownhair and beautiful, almost feline eyes. She wore designer glasses, giving hera prim, professional look. Her white coat was fighting an impossible battletrying to contain the massive firm breasts beneath - and those top two buttons!He was no longer in control of his cock as it continued to erect.

"Now Mr. Johnson," she kindly asked, "what seems to be yourproblem?" "I, I, seem to, to...." he stammered, trying to findthe right words, embarrassed about his own lack of control. She easily sawthe growing bulge in his pants. She smiled kindly: "You know Mr. Johnson,there's no need to be embarrassed," she said, motioning for him to stand. "I'veseen many men with big testicles...." He blushed deeply and realized thatNurse Vice would have read his file by now. Oddly, his embarrassment fuelledhis erection.

"Do you usually have difficulty controlling your erections?" Hefroze - how obvious was it? She calmly motioned him over to the counter wherehe saw a piece of paper and pen. "Don't be too shy - it's a common problemfor men with big balls. My colleagues usually reschedule patients who displaya lack of control such as yourself," She was looking directly at the hugebulge between his legs. "… but I've developed a unique procedurefor this sort of thing."

Her heels clicked cleanly on the tiled floor, walking the short distanceto the counter. "You'll need to sign a consent form before I proceed." Shehanded him the pen. "Just read it over and sign on the dotted line." Shesmiled warmly. He began looking over the from, reading something about "researchsubject" and "male specimen" but suddenly lost interest.

Nurse Vice "didn't notice" him gawking at her enormous breastsas she took off her lab coat. They now strained firmly against the flimsy materialof her blouse. He caught a glimpse of a delicate pink bra, pushing her unbelievablebreasts together, before she turned around to ready some equipment. God thatass! Her tight skirt was so short it came half-way up her thigh. Without reading,he quickly signed the form, not wanting to miss any of the show.

She finished preparing something over by a thick steel pole which connectedto both the floor and ceiling. An odd leather pad was secured to it at aboutwaist height. "This equipment is necessary for the procedure Mr. Johnson,as detailed in the form." This was her simple test to see if her patienthad read the form - it said nothing about the equipment she had ready. "Ofcourse Nurse Vice." She smirked as he walked over, eying his strainingpackage.

Standing in front of the pole, the nurse said: "Alright Mr. Johnson,face me and put your waist on the pad." She sat in a small chair, primand straight, thrusting her breasts out in front of her. "Hands behindyour back." She wheeled her chair behind him. As he reached backward,he felt her soft hands take one of his wrists. "Don't be alarmed Mr. Johnson.All my subjects get restrained for this procedure." He remained calm asshe fastened both his wrists behind the pole with Velcro straps. In doing sohis back was pulled snugly to the pole, causing the hip-height pad to thrusthis hips forward. He was getting a little nervous with his large package thrustingout before him, hands restrained tightly behind his back.

He heard the wheels on the nurse's chair as she wheeled out in front of him. "Nowlets have a look at what's causing you all this grief." Confused, Mr.Johnson said nothing. She reached for his pants and started undoing his belt.He squirmed uncomfortably, unable to control his embarrassing state of arousal,stammering an explanation: "I'm sorry Nurse Vice…" she finishedwith his belt, "I just cannot help myself." She had finished withthe button on his pants and was tugging his zipper down. "That's perfectlyalright Mr. Johnson, nothing to be embarrassed about." As she unzippedhim, he felt relief as his pants relented their confining hold, allowing hisunderwear to stretch outward with his hardening cock.

She looked approvingly at his straining package. His penis looked huge andshe hadn't even seen what she was most interested in - the grapefruit-sizedlump beneath. "There we are, all the way down…" she murmuredas she eased his pants down to his knees.

Crossing her legs professionally on the chair, she gazed approvingly at thestraining underside of his crotch. The inseam of his underwear was pullingclear away from his inner thigh by his bull-sized nuts, revealing the smooth-shavedbeginnings of his massive scrotum. Mr. Johnson "felt" her size himup but could do nothing about it. There was no point in struggling.

She looked up at Mr. Johnson, her enormous breasts thrusting close to hisunbridled package. "You appear suitable for my research Mr. Johnson." Hookingher thumbs into the sides of his underwear and saying "Lets get a closerlook…", she pulled up and away, allowing his penis to thrust out- he groaned. Having examined many well endowed men, Nurse Vice said nothing,just clinically observed as his cock continued to erect. In a quiet voice shesaid: "Just let it happen…"

It took about 10 seconds for him to fully erect to his monstrous 13 inches,where it started to pulse stiffly. "Is he all done?" the nurse askedinnocently, still pulling upwards on his underwear. "I'm so sorry nurse-" he said, utterly humiliated. "Shhhh, that's just fine Mr. Johnson.I'm quite experienced with this sort of thing..." To get a feel for theweight of his testicles, she released her pull on his underwear a little, justto pull up again gently, and again, and again - his testicles ached with themotion.

"You poor thing - carrying around such a heavy set…" Shegently pulled his underwear down to his knees where she left them bunched withhis pants. Mr. Johnson slowly exhaled, getting accustomed to the feel of gravitysteadily pulling his balls to the floor. His groin area was completely shaved,except for a sexy tuft of hair just above his straining root. He had done thisshave job, admittedly, to impress the nurse but he hadn't imagined she woulddisplay him this openly.

Reaching under his balls with her beautifully manicured hands, Nurse Vicegently cupped his giant nuts. "I love the feel of a heavy smooth sack…" Heremained motionless. "These will make nice specimens." She squeezedgently. "Did you remove your hair for this examination today Mr. Johnson?" Hiseyes darted about, avoiding her knowing eye contact. "I thought it mighthelp…" She smiled; "Though not necessary for this procedure,I would have shaved them anyways…"

She continued by rolling his nuts in the palms of her hands, each one easilyfilling a hand. "Your testicles are very large Mr. Johnson. Like I said,they'll be perfect for my research." He was getting a little anxious aboutthis procedure, chiding himself for not having read the form. His relaxed statewas cut short as she released his balls to hang freely.

Smiling playfully she added: "Don't go anywhere Mr. Johnson." Shestood and walked over to a trolley covered in a white sheet. The sexy clickof her high heels accentuating the feminine motion of her sexy ass in thattight, short shirt. Wheeling the trolley back to Mr. Johnson, she once againtook a seat, her breasts hardly moving with the motion, indicating a very firmbust. He just couldn't look away. Her cleavage was incredible. Had she undoneanother button? He could now make out the beginnings of pink lace on the topinsides of her bra. Also, something he hadn't seen before, a thin, gold necklacecascaded down her silky neck. Looking back at her eyes, he froze, realizingthat she had been watching him stare.

Saying nothing, she reached beneath his hanging balls on the inside of histhigh. "I cannot have you moving about during the procedure - the measurementsneed to be precise." With that, she wrapped the wide strap around histhigh, threaded it through a steel eyepiece on the pole, and pulled it tight.Still embarrassed about being busted while staring at her incredible cleavage,he didn't even notice how immobile his leg suddenly was. "Too tight?" sheasked. "No, just fine…" he managed to breath. She repeatedthe procedure on his other leg. These final straps left him fully restrained,his legs comfortably separated and his hips thrusting forward by the leatherhip-pad. Again, Nurse Vice smiled warmly, not phased in the least by the obscenedisplay of his monster cock and massive shaved nuts.

She turned and pulled off the sheet from the trolley. On the top shelf appearedto be a battery operated contraption - a good sized metal box. It had lightsand dials and a clear plastic tube trailing to the shelf below, ending in asteel valve. Beside the machine was a small syringe filled with a clear liquid.She took it with her small hands and turned to face him.

"Mr. Johnson, this is a normal part of the procedure. It will help yourelax." He still felt so guilty for looking at her breasts that he felthe owed her something. Being aroused as he was, his 13 inch cock pulsing inmid-air in front of the sexiest women he had ever seen who was about performsome sort of procedure on him, he hardly noticed her gently prick him in hisleft butt cheek and inject the fluid. "There we are…" shesaid with a relaxing demeanor, pulling the needle from his bum and discardingit.

Sure enough, within moments he felt his immediate nervous discomfort meltaway, leaving him quite relaxed. Strangely, he noted, his penis remained hardas rock, pulsing with a life of it's own. God he was horny!

He noticed her watching him with that warm, gentle smile. "Do you findmy breasts arousing Mr. Johnson?" she asked point-blank. Stunned, butstrangely relaxed, he just nodded. "That's perfectly natural for a manlike you. My other subjects exhibited much the same behavior." The nurseopened a drawer below, revealing over a dozen clear tubes. The smallest onewas about 6 inches in length and an inch in diameter. Each of the followingsizes appeared to be larger than the former by about half an inch.

Taking a small leather strap from the side of the drawer, she turned backto his rampant display. "I use this leather cuff to package a man's testiclesnicely for measurement." Using her left hand, she formed a noose withher thumb and forefinger around the "neck" of his scrotum. Pullingdown gently, she caused his large package to bulge beneath her soft, delicatehand. "Ohhhhmmmmm…" he groaned under the sudden pressure. "There,nice and snug for the testicle cuff." Placing the leather strap aroundthe stretched "neck" of skin, she slid it down to press against thefingers of her other hand before buttoning it securely in place. Mr. Johnsonwas relieved that it wasn't tight enough to cause discomfort, just a heightenedsense of pressure. Releasing her noosing fingers, she gave his restrained sack3 or 4 comforting pats. "There, there… big, tight, and well behaved!" Shegiggled sweetly.

In no apparent rush, she reached for her delicate necklace, unfastening itin a practiced, relaxed fashion. Releasing the clasp behind her neck, one endof it fell loose, tumbling deeper into the jutting valley between her bra-framedcleavage. She gently pulled it out, producing the delicate gold chain. Thepart she held ended in a smooth gold loop. At regular increments along thefine gold chain were equally fine silver beads. "I've measured many ballswith this necklace Mr. Johnson. It's quite expensive. These cute little beadsare spaced exactly one inch apart."

He watched as the nurse placed the chain behind his bulging sack, right bythe leather strap, and proceeded to thread the length of chain through thegold loop at its end. After it rested loosely about the top of straining package,she placed her left hand under his balls to support their weight.

"Any discomfort Mr. Johnson?" she inquired calmly. Seeing her delicate,feminine "necklace" looped lazily about his cuffed nuts aroused himfurther. "Just fine nurse." he replied. Letting some slack in tothe chain, the pretty gold necklace slid down, expanding to accommodate thecircumference of his balls. Again, with a practice motion, just as the goldchain fell about Mr. Johnson's outermost testicle bulge, she cinched it snug.

"Oh my goodness - 14.5 inches! These are the biggest I've ever measured…" Lookingclosely at the measuring necklace she continued. "Mr. Johnson, when wasyour last ejaculation?" Normally he would have been mortified at sucha question from a female nurse but, strangely enough, he answered without hesitation. "9days ago." Pulling up on the end of the necklace, she cinched it aroundat cuff-level again, letting the loose chain come naturally to rest in therounded cleft marking where one testicle met the other. "I'll need youto ejaculate a lot of pent up sperm then Mr. Johnson." His eyes widened.What was she planning to do? Was this also part of the document he signed?

She now held the largest of the clear cylinders in her hand. "An integralpart of my research is to determine how large the subject's testicles reallyare." The feeling was exquisite as Nurse Vice effortlessly slid the pre-lubedcylinder over his rampantly erect penis. It was so arousing, yet strangelyrelaxing, the velvety smooth sensation stopping when the cylinder came to restat the root of his erection. "And, through research, I've decided thatthe best way to determine the size of a man's testicles is to measure thembefore and after ejaculation." Oh my GOD! he thought. That must be whatthat machine on the trolley was for!

There was still a good inch of cylinder extending beyond the tip of penis.She explained: "This tube-size fits your penis perfectly - it will allowyou to ejaculate with proper supervision." His face clearly revealed anxiety,realizing that she was about to induce him to orgasm. "Mr. Johnson, thispart of the procedure is not intended to be humiliating, more a measure ofpracticality. This little "window" at the top of the cylinder isdesigned for the ejaculation supervisor. It will let me see when you've finishedspurting." Letting his penis stand freely, she used both hands to gentlylift his parceled testicles. "It's very important that we get all thesperm out of these." She squeezed playfully.

It took a good 3 seconds for what Nurse Vice had just said to sink in. Aspolitely as possible (must have been the drug), Mr. Johnson asked: "Whatare you going to do with my testicles nurse?"

Rather kindly the nurse replied: "I've done a lot of research on menwith large testicles. They all stare at large breasted women, making them feelquite uncomfortable." She continued with her practiced testicle squeezes. "I'msure you would agree, that sort of behavior is quite inappropriate." Shegently circled her fingers around the strapped neck of his scrotum and pulledhis balls firmly. "Knowing that a pair of large-balls have been removedputs large breasted women at ease."

Mr. Johnson gulped, suddenly aware of his restraints but curiously unmotivatedto panic. She smiled calmly, pulling and squeezing gently. "Your ballsare so big and meaty - they'll make a cute addition to in my collection." Shegiggled: "I wonder if my friends at the sperm clinic will believe me whenI tell them I got these off a bull." Releasing his testicles, she watchedthem hang in their obscene package as if for the first time. "And besides,once your balls are safely in my collection jar it'll be easier for you tobehave the next time you see a woman with large breasts."

She wore an expression of sympathy as she reached for the plastic tube, broughtit to the cylinder's tip, and began threading it into place. "Your penisis about to experience The Milker. It's a machine originally developed foruse in sperm clinics. It's designed to have a man ejaculating in under a minute,minimizing a potentially humiliating experience while providing the operatorunrestricted access to the donor's testicles throughout his 'milking'."

Satisfied that the tube was surely fastened, the nurse turned sideways andput her finger on a button. "When I flick this switch your penis willexperience what is designed to simulate the best intercourse of your life.I'll be pulling and squeezing your nuts when your getting milked and when youcum, it's procedure to spank the subjects testicles... " With that, NurseVice flicked the switch.

He felt nothing at first, but heard a hum. The machine was building up itssuction. It began almost unnoticeably, softly suckling in a carefully timedrhythm. Looking down, he saw the nurse smiling disarmingly, reaching for hishelpless bloated package. Grasping softly, she delicately squeezed his balls,one in each beautiful hand, her sexy gold chain still resting between them.The machine became insistent. Pulsing, sucking, deliberately pulling at hisdeepest animal instincts. Yet there was no noise, just the soft hum of themachine and the nurse's sympathetic voice. He looked down to better understandwhat she was saying.

With that beautiful, understanding smile, she said: "Mr. Johnson, don'tbe shy to look at my breasts if it will help you ejaculate quickly. Would youlike me to undo another button?" He just groaned, feeling her releasehis balls. He watched as she deftly undid another button, revealing the generousswell of her abundant cleavage. The intricate lacy patter of her flimsy pinkbra had him mesmerized. "My, my, what a naughty man…" He feltthe nurse noose her fingers around the leather cuff again, gently patting theunderside of his bloated bull-nuts. "These are awfully bigMr. Johnson - you should be thanking me for relieving you of such a heavy load… " Hewas helpless and the machine was pushing him to orgasm.

"Ahhh… there we are Mr. Johnson" she felt the first contractionof his balls so she began pushing the flat of her palm upwards, lifting andpressing into his bloated sack, "I can feel your balls tightening. Quitholding back - let the Milker take your last load." She continued to sympatheticallypat his massive sack. "I'd like to get on with your post-ejaculatory measurement…"

The machine's suckling was insistent, urging him closer and closer. Mr. Johnson'seyes darted between the nurse's incredibly sexy breasts, her bra and the smooth,deep cleavage it created, and the delicate gold chain dangling amidst her pressinghand. He was beyond the point of control. She felt his testes drawing up, tighteningfurther.

She released her noose-hold on his balls, continuing her delicate squeezing. "Don'tbe shy Mr. Johnson, I drain men like you all the time… " He continuedto stare at her massive breasts and comforting smile. After 2 or 3 slow squeezes,he began bucking desperately against his restraints, and gushed into the clearreceptacle. "Oh dear, off you go!" Pulling firmly, she proceededto lightly spank his nuts with her other hand. "Tsk tsk tsk… bigballs get so tight when they mess!" He bucked and gushed, filling theinch-long receptacle over and over, but with each spurt, the machine efficientlywhisked his cum away in the clear tube. The nurse was wearing a stern expressionon her beautiful face: "Mess, mess, mess! You naughty boy!" She maintainedher tight pull, pertly spanking his bloated, shaved nuts. The machine continuedfor what must have been a full minute of steady spurts, each one scolded asnaughty behavior.

When he finally stopped spurting, the nurse looked up at a thoroughly exhaustedman. "Are we all finished messing Mr. Johnson?" she inquired witha hint of disapproval. She maintained her firm squeeze on his noosed balls.Between the insistent machine milking, he wheezed: "I think you got itall." She released his balls, regained her circular clasp of his testicleswith one had while the other turned off the machine.

"Mr. Johnson, that certainly was a large discharge. Removing your testicleswill eliminate such unsightly outbursts. Spanking them when you spurt is justa short term solution… " She patted his nuts softly to make herpoint, smiling beautifully with a motherly expression.

In a post-orgasm haze he watched as Nurse Vice injected him with anothersmall syringe, putting the needle in just beneath the leather testicle cuff.Like she said, he hardly felt it. "Time to show your nuts their new jar..."

As the nurse discarded the needle and turned to open another drawer on hertrolley, Mr. Johnson felt what must have been his earlier injection wearingoff. Horrible thoughts were entering his mind, starting to realize for thefirst time what was about to happen. Turning back, again putting her incrediblecleavage on display, she smiled warmly as she presented a large, clear flask.It had two white label sections on it, titled:

"Testicle girth, before ejaculation: ______________________"

"Testicle girth, after ejaculation: ______________________"

"You're testicles are going to look so sexy in this jar - big and meaty.I might even leave them in your shaved sack." In a panic, Mr. Johnsonbegan testing his restraints. "Try to relax Mr. Johnson, I promised youit wouldn't hurt." She was smiling knowingly now, putting down the jarafter having recorded 14.5 on the first line. She began massaging his testiclesagain. Mr. Johnson appeared confused. "I don't feel anything nurse…" Shecontinued massaging his balls. "The anesthetic has taken affect. It istime." Again he felt himself distracted by her sexy breasts. "That'sit Mr. Johnson, keep watching. You won't be interested in them much longer…" shegiggled.

Regaining her noose-hold on his scrotal "neck" and saying "I'lljust take your finial measurement…", she scooted the hanging "necklace" downhis testicles again before pulling down gently on his testicles. "Therewe are, nice and shiny…" she commented, noting the tight appearanceof his bulging bull-sack. Cinching the gold chain snug, she gave him the measurement: "Hmmm,you definitely had a lot of pent up sperm - you're down to 13 inches."

She released the tension on the gold chain, letting it fall into her hand.She patted the underside of his balls again, with the gold chain in her openhand, looking up at him again with that beautiful expression. "Remember,I'm doing you a favor - without proper supervision and the right equipment,you might offend some women when you spurt as much as you just did."

Mr. Johnson couldn't accept it. He began pleading softly: "Please nurse,please don't take them…" Apparently un-moved by his plea, she releasedhis nuts. Raising her arm she began putting her necklace back on. Her breastsraised higher, impossibly making them appear bigger. "Don't make too muchof a fuss. Remember, you'll thank me later - for now, just relax and let metake your balls jar…" she said simply. "Begging to keep themis quite normal - most of the men I've done kept pleading till they saw theirsack drop into my jar…" she giggled. "I do enjoy watchinga man's fat sack drop into my jar…" She finished with her necklace,letting it plunge between her sexy cleavage again, and did up her blouse.

"Time to introduce you to Little Miss Bossy. She's a modified bull-castrator.She works really well on a big set…" she giggled. Strangely, hefelt himself erecting again, the confines of the clear cylinder feeling snugand comforting. Oddly, and quite embarrassing, he began thinking that beingnutted by the large breasted nurse and her modified bull-castrator was quiteerotic. The nurse turned back, holding an interesting device in her right hand,noticing his erecting penis. "Looks like you need another go on The Milkerbefore Little Miss Bossy takes your balls…" Oh my god! he thought,it was like she was playing into his kinky fantasy! To confirm his humiliatingsuspicion the nurse said; "This isn't the first time Little Miss Bossyhas had to wait..." He turned red.

She opened the plier-like device and fit it around the neck of his scrotumbeneath the cuff. Closing the handles, she calmly smiled: "Little MissBossy is going to make your balls nice and tight now," and began turninga little leaver. "I like them nice and tight when they drop…" OhGOD, how many men had she nutted? She sure knew what she wanted…

There was a smooth steel funnel-shaped piece that started inching down towardshis testicles. The part where the nurse had clamped remained stationary. Theresult was a very tight feeling in his balls as they were pulled further andfurther away from his body. She stopped the ratchet when he began mewing quietly,almost to himself. "There we are, ready for their drop…" Hewas breathing deeply now, the pressured feeling in his tight sack was almostoverwhelming.

She flicked the switch and, just like before, the Milker started slowly.He looked down and watched as Nurse Vice fitted the jar around his tight, strangledtesticles. "Your nuts are gonna look so sexy when they fall!" shegiggled, looking up with girlish innocence - God those breasts! - her blousewas straining to contain them. Her attention was back on his "jar-fitted" balls." Eventhrough the numbness he felt the jar gently nudging the sides of his trappednuts.

One hand on holding the handles of the castrator, a finger resting over alittle red button, the other hand put the jar back on the cart with a sterileclank. The milking continued. Nurse Vice placed her free hand under his ballsas before, gently pressing into his tight package. He groaned and bucked helplessly- it was less pressure than before, but, combined with the stranglehold ofLittle Miss Bossy, it created much more pressure. "I've never had a setthat that wouldn't spurt," she said matter-of-factly. His grapefruit nutslooked almost silly, big and tight as they were, being forced to bulge up andaround the device as much as their firm texture would allow.

"Are we ready for your last messy mess?" She was puckering herlips now like a young girl, innocent and 'sympathetic'. "Poor widdle-boy-widd-a-big-paou-o'-boo-baaws…" Thebaby talk was also part of her routine - it does something to a man's innerpsyche. "You-gonna-cummy-cum?" His cum was indeed starting. He foughtit with all his energy, realizing it was his last, but succumbed to the bigbreasted nurse as she playfully palmed his balls into the castrator.

A pert slap brought him out of his erotic daze. "Time for you to mess." Thepert, professional nurse was back! And she'd started his nut spanking early- he hadn't even had one squirt of cum yet. "These poor things are sotight aren't they?" she asked rhetorically. Her motherly spanking becamea light flutter, rapidly patting his bunched pouch. "I love how LittleMiss Bossy keeps a big pair still for their last spanking… Yours are sotight! " she giggled. Grunting against his restraints, hestarted to spurt. "Oh dear, more messy mess coming out!" she exclaimed.Slap, slap, slap, slap… She was smiling this time. With each spurt,he got one slightly harder spank followed by that erotic flutter of slaps. "Messy,mess mess!" Every spurt got a comment. He spurted and groaned. The slappingwas causing a dull ach in his groin but did nothing to diminish his eroticthoughts. The Milker sucked and massaged while the nurse disciplined his tightnuts. The image of her straining blouse, pert expression complimented by herdesigner glasses kept him cumming till his massive cock was lurching with dry-heaves.

She stopped spanking and pressed her palm into the bottom of his balls again. "Tightand empty - ready for the jar…" she said matter-of-factly. He hada sinking feeling in his gut. One last time he begged: "Please nurse,please don't take my balls…" With a wink, she spoke in that littlegirly voice again - her trimmed eyebrows raised over the frames of her glasses: "But,but, don't you wanna see what dis cute widdo button does?" She pressedit.

There was a slight hum, in addition to that of The Milker, and the nursewatched with rehearsed concern. The dull ache in his nuts became a deep throbas Little Miss Bossy made his nuts even tighter. She was tracing lazy circlesaround the bottom of his shiny sack now with a smooth finger. "She's gettingclose now Richard, just a few more seconds." Tighter and tighter. "Please,stop!" He begged, delirious with horror/arousal. "Sssshhhhhh….Be a good boy now and don't fuss …" she said sweetly. The lazyfinger-circles on his tight nuts felt eerily relaxing. "Please… please… please,please, please!" he whispered urgently and… - SNAP!!

Pain shot up his groin. Nurse Vice casually reached for the beaker and broughtit up around his balls. What the hell? - he thought. Sensing his confusion,she said: "Little Miss Bossy had just banded your nuts with a steel collar.Now she's gonna cut…" she giggled, watching the jar and the andthe shiny pair of nuts hanging inside. "Shhhh…" she cooedwearing an eager smile, "just let it happen." With that, Nurse Vicepressed another button, a green one. Nurse Vice giggled girlishly; "Herecomes my favorite part!" Mr. Johnson felt a small tug, then a jolt, andwatched in sudden horror as his massive balls fell heavily into the waitingbeaker.