Eunuch Anatomy Novels & Stories

It was not uniform in girth along the length, swelling to be slightly thicker in the middle than at the ends. The tip was mostly a flat surface that tapered to an inch long point that extended out from the bottom beneath a hole that was already dilated and leaking precum. The syrupy substance collected on the pointed shelf below before slowly dripping off the end. As it neared its full thirteen-plus inches, Angel pursed her lips and furrowed her brow when the deflated sack at the base that would ultimately lock them together appeared, remembering how it had felt.

"You have an enlarged buildup of sperm in your body, Ethan—your epididymis, basically—and if we don't get it out of you, it's going to start messing with some of your body's other internal functions. That's why your prostate is so sensitive right now and ready to explode like a volcano!" she explained easily as she patted the end of the exam bed and waited for him to hop up. Ethan moved almost as if in a fog. He was still incredibly turned on, and he crawled silently up onto the bed and lay back as she put the other half of it down for him.

His eyes were squeezed shut, head thrown back against the headboard, mouth parted as he let out these soft, ragged breaths. His dick looked so real up close like that, hard and flushed, the skin stretched tight over the thickness. It wasn't some p**n star monster, but it was solid, maybe seven inches, with those bulging veins running along the sides like ropes under the surface. The head was swollen, a deep pink, and there was a shiny bead of pre-cum right at the slit, catching the dim light from his bedside lamp.

But she had come to know that the doctors did a lot of tinkering that she hadn't known. The shape was different too. The length was covered with rings of muscles and the tip slightly pointed. When they were joined, the Zothean male technically didn't need to thrust because the rings purlsed and contracted in rhythmic waves, much like a vibrator. But Zothean men had learned to move their hips because human females were used to it and they enjoyed the overwhelming stimulation more than other species. The rhythmic waves carressed her walls and drove her insane with pleasure. The sharp end would would press against the cervix, delving into the opening slightly... nature's way of ensuring that hi

I had already done more than I ever had before so nervously I replied, "Sure. I'll do that." Dan scrambled to pull off his shorts and underwear and I got my first live look at a guy naked from the waist down. He placed his hand over mine and guided it to his hard-on. I nervously grasped his hard meat and followed his lead as I began to stroke it. I noticed a clear drop of some liquid coming from the head of his dick as I looked at it. The head was wider than his shaft and I looked at the ridge separating the two. His shaft had several veins running through it and what looked like a long muscle or something running along the middle.

I sobbed and called his name, but because I was embarrassed, I couldn't say it out loud: “Hmmm… Enzo… um… ha… Enzo… hurry……” As if stimulated by me, he pushed harder and harder like crazy, thrusting his penis into the flower hole, and then he roared and shot all the hot semen straight into my uterus. A large amount of semen is ejected, and the uterus cannot hold all of it, so the small abdomen is slightly bulging, and too much semen flows out of the vagina.

He didn’t answer with words. He pulled his underwear down and his cock sprang free, heavy and swaying. It was truly big — around 20 centimeters long, as thick as her wrist, with bulging veins running along its entire length. The head was red and swollen, glistening with the clear precum that oozed from the slit. His balls were heavy and full, covered in neatly trimmed dark hair. Clara let out a long, high-pitched moan at the sight.

“You haven’t seen the size of their rats.” The closer we got to the big hill of flowers, the fewer regular people I saw, and the more women in armour. “Where are all the eunuchs?” I asked Laney. No sign of them so far. Perhaps I’d misunderstood what the term meant here. “Busy, I expect,” said Guardian Telma. “They prefer to stay indoors, mostly. Having no testicles makes them more sensitive to sunstroke.” Ah, information. Sometimes even a little is too much.

He looked like a giant in human form who was full of lust and sexual desire. He walked towards the first girl and held her small jaw in her big palm; she was shivering as he touched her. "Waste," he pushed her, and she hit the wall. He came to the third one and smirked at her," Can you handle my manhood; you have a small throat." he chocked her. He got angry when he saw the girls and screamed with fierce, "Hey Eunuch, are you going to satisfy me? or is there any virgin left for me?"