Nobody'strying to steal your balls."He faked a smile."Yeah. Well what about your...boys?" Huh?" Do you still...have--"I stifled a laugh."Oh, I get you... Uh. Sometimes I'll let Mira mod me like she wants. But Idon't really care for masculine configurations. Actually, I just moddedsome testes off this morning."These last words drew from him a look between fear and disappointment.It was a look I had seen on the faces of many in his generation. Heceased to speak. My lack of allegiance to male. I looked out once, and saw a man in his late 20's looking from his stall over to ours, stroking his cock. He was pretty built, rock hard and pretty big. I whispered to her that we had a fan.. She looked at me and just smiled. I pulled the curtain back a bit so he could see her upper body with tits bouncing while i fucked her. He started stroking harder, his cock got rock hard, loving the sight of my young fiancee at the time. I was loving it, and I came hard and filled her pussy.. I. She told me it had been medically necessary to relocatethem inside my body... 'for health reasons'. I couldn't believe what Iwas hearing and feeling. "Don't worry," she assured me, "you'll still bea man to me. Sort of. And naturally we won't breath a word of this toanyone else. Sure, you won't want to go to the tennis club, you know,because of the locker room, but I don't foresee any radical changes inour lifestyle. We just have to switch to a different way forlovemaking."With that she. After about ten minutes, Kurt heard his mother shouting his name. He thought she was going to call him down to apologize. He really forgot about what happened and just wanted it to be over.Walking downstairs he saw that the two of them polished off another bottle and they looked drunker then before. "Kurt, could you do me a big, huge, gigantic little big favor." She could barley stop slurring her words. "Could you put on that thing I bought for you the other day."With a look of dismay on his.