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So, I have an ultimatum.

First, um, so Bill Gates and the Illuminati gotta herd the nigger cattle, WOO WOO, WE GOTTA HERD THE NIGGER CATTLE, WE GOTTA HERD THE NIGGER CATTLE, they got a big herd of niggercattle. Yippie-ka-yay, we're nigger cattle herders, we gotta herd the nigger cattle. They are the most docile fuckin' nigger cattle, we got them so docile, we got this big awesome herd of nigger cattle and they SHIT and they sit there and they watch tv and they SHIT. It's the best fuckin' herd of nigger cattle, we took away all their guns, now they just SHIT and we watch them and we're rich, we are so fucking rich. We have so much fucking money. We got this herd of nigger cattle, WOO WOO, we gotta, we're milking the fucking nigger cattle, it's the best thing ever.

So that's what the Illuminati got, aaand I got a space alien. So, here's my ultimatum:

You can live in hell with your herd of nigger cattle,
OR
You can put me in charge of the Space Alien Temple - the third temple.
Okay? That simple. Have fun with your nigger cattle, cuz I sure as hell ain't gonna suck your fuckin' jewnigger cock. Fuck yourself, you think I'm gonna fuckin' enjoy nigger cattle after I've had a fuckin' space alien? Are you fuckin' crazy? I've got a fucking space alien! Of course I'm not gonna fuck, fuck with niggercattle, fuck yourself! You think I'm- Enjoy your fuckin' nigger cattle,
you got the nigger cattle,
you got the nigger cattle,
you got the nigger cattle,
GO, GO, GO, GO,
you got the nigger cattle,
You got a fucking herd of nigger cattle WOO WOO WOO, we got 'em so docile, they just shit all day, ain't that great?

thats my OC^^^

This is a true story. I did this. No kidding.

No outside input caused me to do this. I don't know why I thought of it. This was a dumb, stupid, dangerous, risky thing to do. But I did it. Not once, but three times. I can only guess that I was very careful, or got lucky, or both. I do not recommend that anyone do this. It is too risky.

For 3 decades I have wanted to be "without balls". But surgery was to me just too risky and traumatic; not to mention difficult to obtain and costly.

One fateful night, for an unknown reason, I decided to "take things into my own hands"....so to speak.

What I really wanted was some medical needle that could be inserted into each testicle that could completely suck out the contents of each.

Failing the availability of such an instrument I decided that destroying the interior of each testicle would be the "next best thing".

What the heck was I thinking.

One night, being thoroughly drunk, I put sterile rubber gloves on my hands. I cleaned my scrotum with an alcohol swab. I cleaned a long needle with another alcohol swab.

I have no idea what made me do this. Nothing I had read had prepared me for this. I made it up on my own. I can only guess that it was despiration to be neutered that made me do it.
Next I pushed the needle into my scrotum. It was very resistant. I mean VERY resistant.

I did not just push it into anywhere in my scrotum. I was very careful to make sure that the needle would go through the scrotum skin and into the testicle at it's top end but completely bypassing all of the cords and connections that connect the testicle to the body. Thus, the needle would go through the scrotum, into the top part of the testicle, but not enter any cords or connecting tissue.

Eventually, with significant pushing, the needle finally burst through the scrotum and through the outer layer of the testicle and directly into the testicle.

Unless you have done this, you can not possibly understand the feeling of surprise and awe that you experience when the needle finally sinks into your testicle. There is some pain on the skin level of the scrotum. But the testicle wall and the interior of the testicle felt no pain.

It was a long needle. One that I bought at the drug store. Nothing special. But I made sure to try and sterilize it and my hands and the skin of my scrotum using alcohol swabs.
Finally I had "needled my nut". With slow deliberation, and nice background music, I rotated the needle in a circular motion. As I rotated it, I pushed it further down into the testicle.

The needle was in my right hand. As I rotated and pushed the needle my hand could feel the needle ripping through the interior contents of the testicle. It is hard to describe but there was the feeling that the front end of the needle was tearing lashing ripping through fibrous material that was on the interior of my testicle. It did not hurt at all.

After doing this for a few minutes, back and forth, up and down, I finally jerked the needle from my testicle. That was a bit of a sudden pain, but it went away.

I did the entire process to the other testicle.

Next day, I had no pain. But the 2nd day, I felt some significant aching (not really pain) in both testicles. It was if they were both being squeezed. And they swelled up in size.
It took about a month of aching, swelling, and finally both testicles settled down to a size that was smaller than their original size and finally there was no aching or pain.

Once all sensitivity subsided, I did the same thing all over again to both testicles. Using sterile techniques I inserted a needle into each testicle, rotated it around and around in a circular fashion from the top of the testicle to the bottom of the testicle.

One of the most fascinating feelings was when the point of the needle was rubbing on the inside of my testicle wall.

I was careful to not let the needle scratch or puncture the inner wall of my testicles. I just let the point of the needle rub against the inner wall. It was a most unique and erotic sensation. Indescribable.

After another month of subsiding sensitivity, I did the whole process over again.

It has now been six months since the last time I inserted a needle into my testicles and rotated it around and around, thoroughly carving up the interior of each testicle.

Finally, at last, my balls have no feeling. I can squeeze them and they feel no pain, no sensation. They are less than half the size that they were before I started this neutering process.
The connecting tissue that is on the exterior of each testicle is still sensitive. But when I manage to manipulate my scrotum and balls with my hand in such a way that this tissue is internally out of the way, I can actually squeeze squeeze squeeze each testicle really hard and there is no pain.

I guess the ultimate confirmation of the success of this process is that my penis no longer gets hard. No amount of manual manipulation or mental stimulation will make it rise to the occasion.. I can not ejaculate. I do not have the erotic thoughts I use to have. I feel neutered.

It seems to have worked for me. But I do not, I can not, I must not suggest that anyone attempt the same. I surely got lucky, fortunate in engaging in such a risky endeavor.

Although I would much prefer to be completely void of balls at least the balls that I have are very much smaller, have no feeling, and I am no longer dominated by sexual desire and obsession. I feel neutered, calm, at peace.
Maybe not entirely at peace. I would very much like to experience again the feeling of a needle rubbing the inside of my testicle wall.......this is one incredible feeling. But I seem to have no sexual urge to pursue this. Odd. But understandable.

I can think of nothing else to say about my experience and success. I have dead small nuts, I am neutered. Not a eunuch, not castrated, but for all practical purposes, as far as I can tell, I am the equivalent of a eunuch, castrated, neutered.

Before I went completely flacid, I managed to get hard, ejaculate and had a sperm test run. No sperm.

Not that I would ever could ejaculate again, but just knowing that I am sterile makes me feel warm, cool, fuzzy. Hooray.

As I write this, I am touching, fondling, twirling, fondling my youknowwhat. Nothing arises to the occasion. Amd it doesn't matter.

Don't take it personally, fam; You just strike me as a braindead conspiracy theorist autist that has nothing intriguing going on in his life and has to speculate on hypotheticals to get a half-chub in the morning like a slack jawed drooling brainlet. I don't want to come off as abrasive, friend, So you have my apologies for rubbing you the wrong way, Just please-- In future, Try your best not to be a thoughtless mouthpiece for clickbait twitter accounts? It's very unbecoming of a woke ass nigga

I just don't have tolerance for mini-minds, tbh. This is the marketplace of ideas. If your product is unpalatable, I'm the soccer-mom nigga that always leaves a mean review on yelp.

Whenever I come in here it's always funny to read

Ok

strawberry pasta: mix strawberies with sugar and sour cream and put that shit on some pasta

Imagine having a sexual attraction to dirt. Think of it: you are hiking through the woods, when all of the sudden you see a beautiful patch of dirt. You try to walk away, but your boner is too strong, and like opposing poles of two magnets, you are attracted to that oh so virgin ground. You get on your knees. They will get dirty but it will be more sexy and promiscuous. You grab two vines on the forest floor and go to town. After you blow your load, you stand up, dust off your knees, and are halfway through zipping up your jeans when you realize something: you didn't check the undergrowth before the soilfucking. You shakily walk over to the clearing, and the horrific realization only now begins to dawn on you as your cock and balls feel itchy. You have just fucked poison ivy. Over the weeks that follow, your dick shrinks until it starts retreating into your scrotum. Your balls twist, one grows to the size of a grapefruit, and explodes, destroying the other in the process. You fall fatally ill. You lay on your deathbed, waiting for the angle of darkness to come. However, as you lie there in pain, you begin to feel something in your throat. Your heart crawls out of your mouth, and walks onto your chest. It brandishes a sword. It screams. You scream. Your parents scream. The doctors scream. Then, it commits seppku, and your eyes roll backward. The noise of the flatline echoes throughout the room. Such is the fitting end to a person with such a bizarre fetish

Being a liberal man myself, I'm sure DICE did all the proper fact checking and found concrete evidence to support that every allied sniper on the British side was in fact an Asian woman, England has always been known for their large population of sharp eyed Asian women. As for these complaints about diversity in general, I say we are marching towards a bright future of inclusivity my friends. It warms my heart to see women taking up arms in the greatest conflict this world has ever seen, and in fact I don't think it goes far enough, I say the next installment goes a little bit further. Why stop at gender? I wont be satisfied until everyone is included in this franchise, and I'll know we live in this progressive society. When I can lob grenades at fascist children, I'll know that I live in a world that recognizes that everyone has the same worth. When I can stab a communist transvestite on the frozen grounds of Stalingrad, I'll know that I live in a beautiful progressive society that could only have been dreamt of a couple of years ago.

I'm gonna start this march forward by requesting patch in wheelchair bound retirees, because nothing says a quality of opportunity by clearing a room of Nazi paraplegics with a fucking hand grenade. I feel like white men have had the spotlight for too long, the next battlefield shouldn't feature a white man at all. I just feel like it should feature a myriad of cast of socially oppressed, economically disadvantaged people from only the most marginalized groups. I wanna see muscular dystrophy paratroopers, I wanna see down syndrome tank divisions, I wanna see gay fighter pilots, I wanna see women shock troopers and I wanna see morbidly obese marines. I want it to be an all out death match of only the most oppressed individuals we can find, for a qualities sake. I think its high time that they got their moment in the spotlight, I say we rid ourselves of this nasty notion that only white men can die on the beaches of Normandy holding their entrails in and crying for their mothers as they take their last breath. I say everybody else should get in on the action too, there's enough glory to go around for all of us.

Furries are the gayest shit on the planet. There is nothing inherently cute or funny about an animal that looks like a human. It's creepy. These people are on the lowest rung of the hobbyist totem pole. What a bizarre and cruel way to spend your time. You people sicken me. How dare you engage in borderline bestiality. What kind of curveball is that? Just because they look like humans doesn't make them OK. Those who identify as an animal are even crazier. Fuck those guys. I didn't climb to the top of the animal kingdom just to watch my species act like genetic peasants. Do you think there are dogs who think they are humans? Those dogs would be shot on sight.

yeah just like you

Ouchie my feelings