Metal Member
STRAIGHT, PENECTOMY
` In junior year of college I started dating Kate from my dynamics class. We
were both mechanical engineering students, and had a lot in common. Coming
from similar-sized small bible-belt towns in Tennessee, we were both eager to
forge ahead with a physical relationship and abandon any celibacy instilled in
us. `

After our fourth or fifth date we drove back to my apartment outside of
Nashville, and I initiated with the foreplay. She became aroused and started
removing her clothing piece by piece. I knew that my roommate was out of town
for the weekend, so I quickly cast away all inhibitions. At this point, she
was fully naked and looked stunning, her blond hair flowing over her breasts
and tanned skin glowing under the incedescent overhead kitchen lights. I
picked her up and placed her atop the counter, and commenced with a long
session of spectacular sex.

As we finished, she quickly elbowed me in the jaw. While I was stunned, she
grabbed the butcher knife from the utensil drawer, and with one fell swoop,
severed my penis. The pain was unbearable, and blood started flowing
everywhere. I remember screaming, looking up at her in utter panic, and then
passing out.

I came to in my bedroom, and my arms were bound to the bedposts. The bleeding
had stopped, and my wound was covered in bandages. I screamed through the
ducktape in my mouth. I could tell that I was on some powerful drug..most
likely a painkiller. She walked in, accompanied by two other women in lab
coats. A cart was wheeled in.

"Hello, Simon...I can only imagine your shock." she said. "I am going to
explain to you what is going on. As you know, I am trying to get the best
grade possible in dynamics...This is Tawney, an electrical engineering
student, and Michelle...a pre-med student. We are going to rebuild your
anatomy in a wonderful marraige of engineering and medicine. I can probably
get a huge grant because of this research." She pulled out a circuit diagram.
"This is the circuitry which will provide for a mechanical response in the new
member through neurological impulses." She then held up a long, metallic
cylinder tapered at one end. "This is the new member...actually expands and
contracts in a telescope-style method. It is made of carbon fiber, so it is
lightweight but strong. You have lost all ability to reproduce, but we are not
concerned about that aspect..,and you will be able to urinate as if it were a
normal penis."

I was given an injection of anesthetic, and quickly went under. When I awoke
their were several wires and a clear plastic tube spewing from the hole
between my legs, which was now clean.

"I thought you might like to be awake for installation." She said, and
Michelle walked over to the bed. I noticed a aluminum flexible piece of metal
was underneath the skin of the wound, and the wires were strung through a
small opening in the plate. The new penis was disjointed and the base part was
soldered into place, and the wires and tube were strung through. The second
"tier" of the cylinder was placed within the base, with a lightweight sliding
rack system in keeping them together. a miniature motor connected the sliding
rack and completed by a wire was also installed. Upon completion, their were
three different sections, the last one tapered at the end to simulate the
shape of the penis. I also noticed that the base was hinged so that it would
the sections would fold inward and down. I guestimated the range to be between
3.5 inches at "soft" and 9 inches at "hard".

I was put back to sleep and Michelle grafted the top of the nutsack, now sewn
together, to the metal member.

"Now Simon, the electrical device is powered by a solar cell, so if you plan
on using this thing, the lights will have to be on. Also, you will be able to
ejaculate, but because of the trauma to your 'pipes' reproduction is an
impossibility. You will feel something though, as those wires carry electrical
impulses which will hit nerve endings and and cause faux-"excitement". She
removed the tape from my mouth.

"Why did you do this to me?!" I screamed. "You'll never get away with this." I
was extremely upset, but also amazed at the replacement. It didn't hurt-yet.
The mechanical aspect looked flawless, and though the electrical end was
untested, I was sure it would work. I never really wanted to have kids anyway.

"I beg to differ. I am going to use this to get into Harvard's bioengineering
program. I used robotics, neurology, and mechanics to regenerate, in a sense,
a body part. In exchange, you are going to be in high demand because all the
Vanderbilt chicks are going to want to screw the guy with a nine inch metal
member. And if you do go to the police, I know Tawney and Michelle will back
up my story: you got drunk, tried to rape me, and in the process of chasing me
around the house with a knife, you tripped and accidentally...well...'lost
it'. Agreed."

I was quite impressed, and saw the upside to this new device. "Agreed", I
said. My remaining years at Vanderbilt were actually quite good, and I did get
plenty of sexual action because of the novelty of Robodick (my pet name for
it). Kate came home and did some enhancements on her pet project, and I was
quite happy with it.

  

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