A couple had been married about ten years; they were both around thirty something years old. The husband was very much an alpha male; he liked sex a lot and most nights he insisted on having sex with his wife. She was often tired, his technique was pretty caveman, and she simply didn't like it.

One interesting thing. Her husband liked having his nuts squeezed by his wife during sex. Some men hate having them touched but he loved it and the rougher the better - it really turned him on. Often he was very sore and his scrotum all swollen the next day. I've said 'nuts' plural here but, in fact, he only had one. He lost the other some years before in surgery when he had a varicocele (varicose veins in the scrotum around the balls)removed. They were so intertwined with his nut that that had to go, too.

That gave his wife her idea. With only one ball to deal with the problem was halved, so to speak. Each night, when her husband insisted on having sex, she fondled his sac the way he liked. But each time she did it harder and harder. She had strong hands from lots of physical work, and she slowly but surely crushed the cord and blood vessels to his remaining testicle. Every night, even when (or especially when) his sac was swollen up to the size of a tennis ball (nearly) and purple with bruising, she would seize it and squeeze it again and again, really hard. And he still loved it!

This took time but after several months of unrelenting crushing pressure she noted that his ardour was dropping away. He, for once, didn't want sex every night and he complained of being tired instead. She still insisted on manipulating his balls to help 'stimulate' him (as she put it) but, of course, she was making sure that the progress towards castration was maintained. Eventually, she could see that his sac was shrinking away to nothing and his remaining ball had shrunk to about the size of a button. Success!

At this point, she put into place part two of her plan. She was taking the contraceptive pill prescribed by her doctor. Clearly she would no longer need protection so far as her husband was concerned but she kept renewing her prescription however, this time, crushing the hormone packed pills and putting them in her husband's early morning tea. He was always too tired to notice anything strange about the flavour or texture of the tea.

Before long, the combination of lack of testosterone and doses of oestrogen instead caused his penis, now small anyway, to shrink to the size of a clitoris more or less. His breasts, however, began to bud out nicely and his shape began to curve and soften.

Now, his wife suggested HE stay at home as a househusband and SHE go to work. He agreed. He became far more emotional in outlook and compliant to his wife. She started by insisting he wore a frilly apron to do the housework, about the same time as he ceased to need to shave, and moved on to replacing his man's underpants with frilly knickers and
of course giving him his first bra. She may have in mind removing his penis entirely next. She always wanted a sister!

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