Family planning in the 22nd century

Tom's mother was already waiting for him at home.

"Honey, how was your first day of school?"

"No school today, but the nurse removed my penis and testicles."

"That's good." His mother already knew her son would be castrated, and in that social context, it was as commonplace as getting a vaccination
.

At first, Tom's grades weren't in the top 10%, and his mother was heartbroken for a while because of the prospect of castration. But when the exam
results came out, Tom's mother calmly accepted it all. After all, only 55% of people in this society have genitals, and 50% of those are
women . Men are rare.

As a woman in this social context, she was already used to the imbalance of men and women. Besides, society was still fair; castrated men
could marry, they just couldn't have children. However, because Tom's mother had been so successful in finding love, she overlooked
how difficult it would be for a castrated boy without genitals to find a marriage partner.

The mother took the health information and read it carefully, while Tom, as usual, sat on the sofa watching TV and drinking a beverage.

After finishing his drink, Tom naturally felt the urge to urinate. He went into the bathroom, lifted his skirt from the front, and prepared to urinate standing up as usual. Reaching
into his crotch, he felt the tape and suddenly remembered that his penis had been removed by the nurse; from today onwards, he had no penis to urinate.

Tom remembered the nurse's words: "You should urinate sitting up like a girl."

So he sat on the toilet, and urine flowed down the catheter, but instead of flowing obediently into the toilet bowl as he expected, it sprayed onto the front of the toilet bowl, even
wetting his skirt.

Seeing Tom enter the bathroom, his mother followed him in. Seeing Tom sitting helplessly on the toilet, she asked with concern, "Honey, what's wrong?"

"I need to pee, but..."

"You still have tape wrapped around your lower body; you can stand up to urinate."

His mother helped Tom stand up, take off his skirt, and then, holding the catheter protruding from the tape, urinated into the toilet. Of course, the mother knew very well that
this boyish posture would soon disappear completely from Tom's life.

Next, following the instructions in the medical materials, she slowly peeled off the medicated bandage from Tom's genitals. The newly castrated man saw
his full appearance after castration for the first time in the bathroom mirror. Where his penis and testicles had once been, there was now nothing but emptiness, only two freshly stitched incisions in the middle.
Below the incisions was the new urethral opening, from which a small tube hung, extending straight forward. The mother
smiled . Tom was surprised and also very interested in his new appearance. However, he didn't understand
how much his removed genitals would affect his future life.

After carefully bathing Tom, the mother applied new medicated bandages. To prevent underwear or other clothing from irritating the wound, Tom
only wore a shirt at home, leaving his lower body naked to ensure rapid healing.

That night, the mother went to Tom's room to put him to bed. Inevitably, the most important topic came up again—castration.

"Mom, I miss my little penis and testicles. Will they come back after I finish junior high?"

"Of course not, silly boy. After your penis and testicles are removed, you're no longer a boy, and never will be. You won't
have any more penises and testicles, and you won't need them anymore."

"I'm sorry, Mom, are you very sad about being castrated? If I had done better on my exams, maybe they wouldn't have been removed."

"It's okay, you've done very well." The mother couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness. After all, no
mother .

"Will Mom hate me because I don't have penises and testicles?"

"Of course not. When you were a boy, Tom was the boy Mom was most proud of. Now, although Tom isn't a boy anymore,
my Tom is still the castrated boy Mom is most proud of, right?"

"Yes, I'm a castrated boy, I'm the castrated boy Mom is most proud of!"

Tom was always an optimistic, brave, and confident child. His mother's affirmation rekindled his hope for the future. However, even with
his mother's comfort, he understood his situation. After all, his body lacked a boy's penis and testicles, and from now on, he
would no longer be able to fill in "male" on his gender form. Although that was a source of pride, something only the smartest boys possessed. Fortunately,
he didn't feel that having his genitals removed was a particularly bad thing; he was still proud of his body, despite its incompleteness.

After being castrated, Tom, although he had lost all his reproductive organs, lived a life largely the same as before, except that he wore the dresses that only his sisters
used to wear. Tom's seemingly normal life, like his continued boyish posture when urinating, was only temporary.

After nearly a month of rest at home, the other first-year junior high school students who had been castrated that day had almost fully recovered. On the day the teacher
required them to attend school, Tom once again took off his only dress and walked naked from the classroom to the infirmary, the only thing covering his shame being
the tape stuck between his legs.

It was the same beautiful, naked nurse again. She instructed Tom to lie on the bed where his penis and testicles had recently been removed. The nurse slowly
peeled off the tape from Tom's genitals and carefully examined the wound. Because such extensive castration was a government procedure, coupled with the advanced
technology specialized castration drugs, the wounds healed almost perfectly.

Between the newly castrated man's legs was a smooth, flat expanse, with only a small urethral opening remaining at the very bottom where the scrotum had once been.
The ugly scars left from the surgery had disappeared, and his pink skin was as pure and flawless as an angel's, as if Tom had never had genitals.

At the same time, the special drug had stopped pubic hair growth, keeping his genitals permanently smooth and pure.

Tom sat up on the bed and looked at his healed naked body in the mirror between his legs, feeling both embarrassed and satisfied.
His body was already a perfect young man's body; after the removal of his extra genitals, it was arguably even more perfect than perfect. Tom was proud of his
successful castration and new body. He naively thought it was a mark of his middle school years.

"Nurse, my castration scar looks pretty, doesn't it?" Tom said, almost boastfully.

"Of course, little one. I've castrated many children your age, and
I've never seen one heal as perfectly as yours, so smooth it's as if your genitals never even existed. Congratulations!"

Hearing the nurse's words, Tom felt much better. However, the question that had been troubling him for days finally surfaced, and he couldn't help but ask:

"Nurse, after my penis is removed, will I never be able to have children again?"

"Of course, when boys grow up and become men, they can have many children with a woman. But if their penis and testicles are removed when they are young,
they will be safe as they grow up. They can be with 100 women and still not have children."

The nurse answered the child's innocent questions one by one.

Seeing the nurse's patience, Tom asked again,

"Nurse, before I was castrated, you used a glove to play with my penis, and it felt so good. Now that my penis and testicles are gone,
will I never feel that way again?"

"Of course! You only feel that way when your penis is played with like that. Now that your penis is gone, of course you'll never feel that way
again !"

Hearing the nurse's explanation, Tom felt a pang of disappointment. That pleasurable feeling was unforgettable. After all, it was his first
and last ejaculation.

As their conversation continued, the nurse finished her routine check. Tom's wound had healed perfectly, so he no longer needed bandages or
a catheter for urination. The nurse began instructing him on how to urinate. First, Tom drank a large glass of water, and when he felt the urge, he
sat on the toilet. As Tom's urethra relaxed, urine flowed from the newly created urethra, now closer to the anus. This urethral repositioning procedure was
specifically designed to facilitate the sitting posture of the castrated child. Since there was no penis to shake and drip away any remaining urine, he had to
wipe his genitals dry with toilet paper, just like a girl. The obedient Tom completed the practice smoothly, as skillfully as a girl who had always urinated this way.

Then, the nurse took a small box from the locker and handed it to Tom. Through the transparent window on the box, you could see that it contained Tom's original
penis and testicles. They had undergone special treatment, retaining their original appearance as they were when they were on Tom's genitals—still the soft, white penis and testicles—
as if magically removed intact from Tom's body. The nurse told Tom:

"This is the castrated child's 'treasure.' You can take it home and keep it permanently as proof that you were once a boy."

Tom felt almost unbearably ashamed, because the box contained his genitals! Still exactly the same as on Tom's body,
a complete small penis and testicles. If Tom's genitals were now smooth and flat from castration, with nothing left to be ashamed of or cover up, then
the contents of this box were what made him feel most ashamed. After all, for twelve years, they had been part of his body, and now they were a
specimen , a lifeless object, being held and played with by others. This made Tom feel the same shame he had felt before being castrated, exposing his genitals to strangers.
As he spoke, Tom's face flushed red, his eyes fixed on the box, his expression showing a hint of reluctance and longing.

At this moment, the castrated children, as before, finished their examinations one after another and returned to the classroom. Some of them were in a hurry to put their school uniforms back on, but
were stopped by the teacher.

The teacher said to them, "Congratulations on officially starting your new life as castrated people today. Now, get to know each other's bodies."

"No, I'm so ashamed..." many of them said.

"What are you still ashamed of? You no longer have the genitals that people are ashamed of, so what's there to cover up? Besides, you'll need to be naked
many more times in the future."

Under the teacher's "tyranny," the children continued to remain naked in the classroom, comparing their castrated bodies. The timid castrated children curled
up, covering their legs with their hands, but the bolder children forcibly removed their hands, touching and humiliating their flat genitals.

Tom, of course, didn't mind publicly displaying the results of his castration, because he believed that his genitals—his penis and testicles—were properly stored in
their boxes. Now, even if he were naked in front of others, he would only be exposing parts other than his genitals, just like when he was a child in swimming class. To allow his classmates
to see more clearly, he sat on the desk with his legs spread wide, a confidence that pleased the teacher greatly. The teacher also inspected each child's
genital boxes, and when he checked Tom's, Tom felt a slight sense of shame, but he quickly relaxed.

Because he believed the teacher was right, a eunuch wouldn't commit the crime of exposing his genitals no matter how naked he was, so for the eunuch children,
wearing clothes and covering up were irrelevant. As long as they kept their precious boxes safe, it was like a normal person having
underwear —what was there to be ashamed of? Of course, even after fully adapting to the role and physical changes, these children still couldn't
be naked in public. This lesson was just the beginning of these new eunuch children adapting to the role of a eunuch.

The teacher smiled at Tom's confidence and transformation. Then, the teacher touched each of their genitals to confirm that they had successfully completed the castration,
because in a school specifically for eunuch children, if a child wasn't completely castrated, all the teachers, including the principal, would face severe
legal consequences.

The castration on the first day of school, the farewell to the penis and testicles, and the healing of the genital wounds—the first month of middle school had just ended. Tom returned
home, his first thought being to show his mother the box the nurse had returned. He felt that he could only avoid
feeling .

Just then, the doorbell rang…

“Hello, Aunt!”

“Dear Mary, it’s been a long time!”

Tom, whose castration had been completely cured and who had received his removed genitals, had just returned home and hadn’t even had a chance to give his mother a detailed report when
his cousin Mary came to visit. Because this large-scale castration work worldwide required so many people, the start of the girls’ high school was later than usual
, so Mary took advantage of her vacation to visit Tom’s family.

“Hi, Tom!”

“Mary!”

Tom replied with a smile. But the smile couldn’t hide his embarrassment, because he was still holding the box containing his penis and testicles. Tom
When he was a boy, he certainly wouldn't show his genitals to his cousin casually. Although he was young and didn't understand the difference between boys and girls, he vaguely knew that
exposing one's genitals in front of a woman was a very shameful act. Now, although he was a castrated boy, his genitals were still the same, only now
they were in his hand instead of his crotch. The embarrassment was still the same.

"Please don't ask me what I'm holding..."

Tom prayed inwardly. Although he had recently allowed his classmates to openly inspect his naked body after castration, at that time he thought that since everyone
was a castrated boy, there was nothing to be ashamed of now that he no longer had genitals. But
he was much more ashamed of what was in the box, after all, it contained his penis and testicles, the symbol of his boyhood. Moreover, the person in front of him was
a girl he had known for a long time, a woman—his cousin.

At this moment, Tom unconsciously used a set of gender thinking that belonged to boys. However, now a castrated boy, he didn't know that
his genitals, once cut off and placed in a box, held only a slight sentimental value for him personally. To others, whether men
or women, the contents of the box were merely objects, meaningless objects.

"Tom, you're going into junior high this year. Remember to ask your cousin if you don't understand something in your studies," his mother said to Tom.

"Oh! So Tom's in junior high now? No wonder you're wearing a skirt..."

Mary smiled at Tom again. This smile was different from the one she'd given him when she entered. It was a mocking smile, a woman's disdain for
a castrated man who . Of course, in Mary's mind, seeing a boy who used to wear pants suddenly become a castrated man in a skirt was perfectly normal, and a little mockery was
to be expected.

"Ah...right." Tom suddenly came to his senses.

"Who doesn't know I'll be castrated when I go to junior high? What a fool..." he thought.

Clearly, he had realized that his new identity was no secret. On the contrary, it was a well-known fact that even if he didn't
expose , everyone knew that those organs belonging exclusively to boys were no longer hanging there.

"So what are you holding in your hand?" Mary finally spoke up.

"Those are my little penis and testicles, do you want to see?" Tom quickly regained his confidence because he immediately realized that his castration was no longer
a secret. Rather than hiding it, he might as well muster the courage to tell everyone, lest they think he lacked confidence because he no longer had genitals.

So, Tom immediately invited his cousin, whom he had known since childhood, to witness his gender transition.

"Darling, the 'baby' has already been sent back? I haven't seen it yet either."

His mother answered before Mary could, which actually relieved Mary's embarrassment, because she wanted to see what the castrated boy had cut off without having
to ask .

Tom bit his lower lip and opened the box to his mother and Mary. In the small, square box, lay a small penis, about an inch and a half long, along with a pair of
testicles the size of quail eggs. It was a complete set of genitals that every boy possessed, a weapon used by all male animals to conquer females, a symbol of male superiority and power
since ancient times . However, the genitals displayed in the box were sufficient proof that Tom was a
eunuch who could no longer have sex, masturbate, or even urinate standing up.

His mother and Mary smiled with satisfaction. A hint of excitement flickered in Mary's eyes. Because in a
society where 90% of men were eunuchs, seeing a complete male genitalia up close like this was certainly not a frequent opportunity for her.

Later that evening, Tom took a bath first, and although there were no rules like at school
, he changed into the new nightgown his mother had bought him. He still preferred wearing skirts, because his newly castrated body was now the focus of everyone's attention, and it would be convenient for everyone to see
if they wanted to.

Mary also took a bath. After bathing, she wrapped herself in a bath towel and went into Tom's room.

"Tom, do you have a nightgown I can borrow, Mom?" Mary asked.

"Cousin, you...you didn't bring any clothes?"

"No, Aunt asked me to come to your room to borrow your nightgown."

Saying that, Mary closed the door, casually put down the bath towel, and walked naked towards the wardrobe.

"Ah..." Tom naturally made a very surprised sound. Because this little eunuch had never seen his cousin's naked body before, it was the body he most wanted to see when he was
a boy .

"What are you yelling about? You're not a boy anymore. So what if you look? What's the big deal? Even if I were sleeping in the same bed with you now, it would be perfectly
fine ! And I've already seen the genitals in that box of yours, there shouldn't be any secrets between us, right?" Mary scolded Tom unhappily for making a fuss
.

As she spoke, Mary turned her head without any embarrassment, completely exposing her naked body to Tom. She was a high school sophomore, in the prime of her
development ; her breasts were already slightly full, their pink nipples erect. Perhaps it was hereditary, but her skin was as fair and smooth as Tom's, making
her pubic hair appear particularly dark. The clump of pubic hair formed an inverted triangle, a thin layer that obscured Tom's curious view.

Seeing her cousin's flushed face, Mary smiled happily. It was a different kind of smile, a smile of pride. Mary
felt incredibly proud that her body had attracted Tom's attention. It was a beautiful gift from nature.

"How about it? Never seen anything like it before?" Mary remained naked, climbed onto the bed, straddled Tom's upper body, and knelt before him. "
Look at this girl's...do you like it?" Mary reached down to her genitals, gently parting her labia, further exposing her genitals
.

Tom was speechless with surprise, but he couldn't help but reach out and touch his cousin's genitals. It was a woman's genitals he had never touched before. Mary
grasped Tom's small hand, guiding him to caress her vulva. Soon, Mary was burning with excitement, as if boiling water. In a society where
men were scarce, female openness was quite normal.

Lying on the bed, Tom looked up at his naked cousin Mary. Mary's legs were spread apart, straddling Tom, exposing her private parts directly
to his face. This not only attracted the young eunuch's surprised and curious gaze but also his hand. This nineteen-year-old girl, still developing, already had...
Her development was complete; her dark pink labia and clitoris, after being caressed by her small hands, not only swelled and heated but also gradually became moist with secretions.

Mary closed her eyes, enjoying unprecedented pleasure and ecstasy. At this moment, Tom recalled the
feeling of his last and only ejaculation before his castration—a feeling that was incredibly pleasurable and stimulating. He could tell from his cousin's expression that it was probably the same feeling.

Tom's hands slowed down, because he was a little afraid of getting Mary's secretions on them. Mary, in the throes of orgasm, turned her attention back to the little
eunuch. Without a word, she lifted Tom's nightgown, pulled it over his head, and took it off. Now Tom was naked, his pale
body , but he had no breasts, no genitals, not even pubic hair. His body was practically empty.

Even so, Tom couldn't help but feel excited, naked in front of the woman he liked, his eunuch body exposed. Mary stepped back, knelt down beside
Tom 's legs, and reached out to touch his flat genitals. They were smooth and soft, which amazed her. Her hand explored the area, but
found nothing except a small urethral opening.

Tom enjoyed the touch; after all, it was an area teeming with sensitive nerves. However, having lost his genitals, he could no longer release his desires through erections and
ejaculation . He could only passively watch his cousin reach orgasm, powerless to do anything about it. Before, like other boys, he
naively thought that boys with penises and testicles "had" something, while girls "didn't." He was wrong. Girls also "had" something;
only truly "didn't." And completely no one—no penis, no testicles, no excitement or orgasm, no sexual ability,
not even pubic hair.

"From now on, this is our little secret, understand?" Tom nodded. He seemed to understand that castration not only deprived him of
his genitals but also the possibility and right to caress women. His cousin's boldness in front of him was entirely due to his castrated body.

"Ah! It's a pity you don't have a penis. Why don't you use your hard little penis to touch my private parts? That would be so comfortable! How about this, you lick
here , and I'll feel great too."

Mary readjusted her position, lying on the bed, pointing to her genitals. Tom followed his cousin's words, adjusting his position and bringing his lips close to
her genitals. He slowly extended his tongue, touching the area around Mary's wet vagina, sipping the secretions little by little.

"My little castrated brother, do you know? I have a very comfortable and warm hole here. If you weren't castrated, and you
put me, I'd be in heaven!" Mary used all her seductive skills to provoke the little castrated man.

That night, Tom diligently licked his cousin's vagina, while Mary experienced one orgasm after another… The following Saturday morning, Mother
announced that she would be away for a few days for work. To keep the two children from being lonely at home, Mother allowed Mary to invite her friends for a vacation. They were
Josephine , Judy, and Judy's sister Annie. Josephine and Judy were Mary's high school classmates, while Annie was a junior high student.

After seeing Mother off, the house became a world of five children. Mary proudly introduced Tom to her friends.

"He was just castrated this week." "

Really?" "

Don't castrated men not have that thing?"

"Is he really completely naked down there?"

The girls discussed excitedly, while also glancing at Tom with slight embarrassment. Of course, Tom was even more embarrassed than them.

Mary said, "Come on, let them see what you have? Ah, no, it should be that you have nothing."

Amid laughter, Tom took off his skirt, appearing naked in front of his cousin as he had the night before. Mary's friends stared intently at every part of his body, especially
the genitals of the eunuch, who lacked a penis and testicles. Josephine was the first to step forward and touch Tom's genitals, as if to confirm it wasn't a hallucination. Judy also led
Annie closer to Tom, examining him closely.

This didn't make Tom feel ashamed. But the most shameful part was about to begin.

"Hey, want to look over here?" Mary held out a box containing Tom's genitals, displaying her most prized possession—the penis and testicles that had once hung between Tom's legs—like a museum guide.
Judy playfully picked up the genitals and placed them on Tom's genitals.

"Was this what you used to look like?" Tom lowered his head in shame.

After a round of laughter, the girls began to undress one by one, although Annie seemed more shy. Josephine was the most voluptuous, with high, prominent breasts and buttocks
. Judy was smaller, but her feminine features were still very obvious. Only the youngest, Annie, hadn't fully developed; her breasts were almost as flat as Tom's, and 　　her pubic hair was
very sparse. They both enjoyed being naked in the house because they rarely had contact with the opposite sex. In this era of rampant sexual desire,
even a man without genitals was enough to keep them happy for a long time. [The following text appears to be unrelated and possibly machine- generated: "xxx ... He only learned on the day his cousin got married that Mary was his brother-in-law's ten wives. 　　From middle school to university, Tom gradually understood the profound impact castration had on a person. 　　In a society where castration was prevalent, there were many eunuchs like Tom. Yet, they were among the least respected and looked down upon . For example, Tom had never been to a public restroom or bathhouse specifically for eunuchs, because there simply weren't any. As a eunuch, Tom was allowed to enter either men's or women's restrooms or public bathhouses, but whenever he took off his pants, exposing his flat, hairless mons pubis, he would be unintentionally mocked by the men and women around him. This made Tom very unhappy; he couldn't understand why every eunuch had to be ridiculed. 　　Furthermore, the legal provision allowing men to have ten wives meant that eunuchs like Tom had virtually no chance of marriage. What kind of courage and will did a woman need to marry a man without genitals? 　　In the blink of an eye, Tom had graduated from university and was working as a department manager at a large company. Having lost his genitals, he had no interest in women, only...

He was defiant. Looking at his former elementary school classmates, the men who hadn't been castrated, some of them now had at least five or six beautiful wives.
Full of confidence and never giving up, he felt he could try too.

But reality was cruel. Poor Tom, after suffering many setbacks, listened to the advice of some of his castrated friends and gave up on finding
a girlfriend . Because of DNA modification, there are no women who aren't beautiful these days. Almost every woman, regardless of age or family
background, if you want to get to know her, even just to have a boyfriend or girlfriend, the first question you ask upon meeting her is: "Do you have genitals?"

Because there are too few men in this society.

[The End]

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