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You visited Doctor Euryale in her clinic for your penis enlargement surgery. While the anesthesia is spreading through your body, she reminds you of the procedure: cutting the suspensory ligament to make your penis appear bigger. You feel safe as you have met her before and she reassured you about the whole process that she has performed many times. However, it seems that the anaesthesia is not working properly. You feel drowsy and your sight is slightly blurry, the voice of Dr Euryale gets weird and you could swear you heard her saying that you are pathetic, and all men are pathetic. She mentions a disgusting piece of skin with a cruel voice. You are scared but you can't move, you can't scream, you are unable to fight back as she explains slowly that instead of questioning your masculinity, you better say goodbye to it - holding a scalpel in her gloved hand. "I simply prefer to cut your spermatic cords, connecting your testicles to your body", she said while you are trying to keep your eyes open, paralysed in fear. It doesn't take long to cut two spermatic cords, but these few minutes feel like an eternity for you... Dr Euryale, a surgical mask on her face, looks at you with her shiny green and brown eyes, and describes sadistically what she is doing: making an incision in the scrotum, extracting the testicles, cutting the cords... And sewing everything back. You can distinctly hear the sound of the scalpel cutting through your skin, the scissors cutting off the cords forever, and you can now see an empty little bag between your legs, a disgraceful and permanent lack of masculinity. Nothing that you can hide anymore with a simple penis enlargement