The DVD of the Future
STRAIGHT, PENECTOMY, TESTICLES, NULLIFICATION
Inspired by Videodrome (1983) by David Cronenberg
The DVD of the Future… by nutmenow

I remember my balls were heavy and filled with at least two weeks of cum. It's
funny  
how you remember the stupid little details of seemingly insignificant days.
Looking  
back, it was an ordinary day. Work, gym, class, home, study. Night classes had  
destroyed my social life and I was sure I could boast to the Guinness Book of
World  
Records that I had the "Largest Set of Blue Balls."

The tiny apartment came with a tiny mailbox in a wall. Usually it is empty, or
filled with  
the previous tenants mail. The brown paper wrapped package was addressed to
someone,  
I never could read the scribble, but the apartment number was correct. I threw
my bags  
on the chair next to the TV and opened the brown wrapper with a beer to keep
me  
company.

The box contained a single piece of paper and a DVD. The paper was covered
with more  
scribbles and indecipherable mathematics. It looked like German, but the math
looked  
like something from Area 51. The DVD was unlabeled, so I put it in the
machine. The  
screen flickered and the movie began. A screen of text scrolled by with a
backdrop of  
some tropical paradise. The text was German, so was the hot babe in spandex
that  
strolled onto the set. The palm trees and sand were as fake as her tits, but
she looked like  
a porn star in all the tight spandex. Obviously an exercise show from Germany,
but why  
send it across the ocean to a tiny apartment in the middle of the city?

She stretched and breathed and the spandex shrank and clung. As the blonde
bombshell  
got on all fours to kick back her leg, I could feel my pants shrink as my cock
grew to full  
attention. Her breasts were squeezed between her arms and they thrust forward
with  
every "mule kick." The cameraman must have been a very horny guy because he
focused  
on her breasts and face, completely ignoring the exercise with the legs.

The tape continued and all I saw was her chest and face. Even when she moved
around  
and did various exercises, the cameraman ignored the exercise and focused on
the navel  
up. The whole tape was a German babe with her large breasts jiggling and lips
pursed  
together inhaling and exhaling. I had my pants off and was sitting on the
floor in front of  
the TV enjoying the show when I felt a breeze. The cameraman had zoomed in
further to  
just film her lips.

Large ruby plump lips made a large circle on the screen. I heard the German
babe inhale  
and then exhale squeezing the lips to a small point on the screen. Air flowed
freely from  
the TV on each exhale. I stopped sliding my hand up and down my eight-inch
sausage in  
a cold sweat. My initial thought was that I was being filmed without my
knowledge and  
the focus of a practical joke. I reached up to feel the screen for a hidden
vent or hose and  
my hand went straight through the screen to grab a large tooth.

I pulled my hand back and lipstick was on my thumb. I put my whole arm through
the  
set and felt no end to the depth. My TV is less than three feet deep and I
should have felt  
the back of the TV if it was a practical joke. Logic failed and my cock
throbbed. The  
cameraman zoomed out and showed the German babe with her back on the ground
with  
her arms to her side. I remember thinking that she must be doing some bicycle
motion  
with her legs. The large breasts swayed and jiggled from side to side at the
top of the  
screen and her head blew quick blasts of air from the bottom.

I reached up and played with her breasts. Having my hands full, I decided to
slide my  
cock into her mouth. If she were in the room, we would have been in a standing
69, but  
this way, my hands were busy playing with tits and not holding her in the air.
My balls  
slapped against her nose and the pain distracted me from the soft red lips and
smooth  
tongue. Reaching down, I slide one testicle in her mouth and then the other.
She sucked  
them both in and then my cock slammed into her throat.

Her lips squeezed around my entire package and her tongue fought the balls and
base of  
the cock. The throat was tight and she swallowed rhythmically around the
sensitive tip.  
If she had been real, she would have died from asphyxiation with in the first
two minutes,  
but five minutes in I was near orgasm and she was sweating from the leg
workout. My  
knees framed her face and both my hands were under her spandex twisting and
tweaking.  
It was a tight fit inside the TV. My shoulders and feet hung outside, the rest
was stroking  
German babe.

I came with two fists full of silicone enhanced breasts and a German babe's
nose up my  
ass as I fired two weeks of cum down her throat. Looking behind the TV I half
expected  
a puddle of cum to form, but it never did. I ground my ass and balls into her
face. My  
cock softened and her tongue started fighting the limp intruder and two orbs.
I laid my  
head on top of the TV in bliss. A few more minutes of rest and I would have
rewound to  
her stretching. The thought of sliding her spandex to the side and pounding
ass for an  
hour put a smile on my face, and probably would have been good exercise.

Then I felt nothing. Being inside the TV, looking at the top of the tube, I
had no idea  
why. My knees felt wood beneath them, and then my cock and balls were in warm
paste.  
A piece of wood pushed them down and my cock and balls were trapped. I fell  
backwards trying to pull them free, but only my hands and torso touched
carpet. Looking  
up I saw my knees on a counter top of a kitchen and a meat grinder between my
legs. My  
feet dangled from the edge of the TV and I tried to pull my package from the
metal tube,  
but the lid was locked and quickly cutting off the blood supply to my cock and
balls.

I pull my eyes from the meat grinder and looked up to the German equivalent of
Martha  
Stewart. She was babbling about something with one hand on the lid and the
other on the  
old style hand crank. She slowly raised the handle and I felt the teeth pull
on my sack.  
Then a tooth caught my foreskin. I clawed the carpet as she slowly turned the
handle. I  
started to reach up to grab her hand. Then she stopped talking and with a tip
of her  
tongue extending from her lips in exertion, she furiously worked the handle.
My man  
meat became a few sausages and some stuffing for a duck.

The DVD continued for about two more hours. A rollercoaster, remote
waterfalls, and even  
underwater ship exploration from the comfort of your own home.  
Just don't change the channel...

  

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