Isabella's College Social Life, Part 4 (Isabella, Ashley, Aniyah, Julia, Megan)

Note: Heavily focuses on castration 

As Isabella stepped out of the athletic building and onto the sunlit walkways of campus with Michael’s balls in a jar in her backpack, the world felt extra vibrant. To her surprise, she saw that Megan and Julia were at a nearby bench talking intently, and she jogged over to them.

“Did you have fun today?” Isabella asked Megan playfully.

“I did,” Megan said with an embarrassed look that couldn’t mask her joy, “I was afraid Julia was going to be mad that I kicked Jay so hard, so I grabbed her after class to apologize. And we’ve kinda been talking.”

Megan stopped in embarrassment, so Isabella prompted, “About what?”

“Megan is so sweet!” Julia laughed, “She thought I cared what she did to Jay’s balls. I really appreciate that you thought that. But I told her, balls are just balls. I don’t care whose you hurt or even whose you pop and neither should you.” Megan giggled, causing the other two girls to giggle as well.

“So, I said that I kinda want to do more to Jay, and she said that you two both have experience, ummm…”

“Castrating?” Julia helped.

“Yeah,” Megan giggled, “castrating guys, so, ummm, maybe you can help me, uhhh, castrate Jay?”

“I will help you,” Isabella said seriously, “but only on one very important condition.”

“What?” Megan managed to squeak as she held her breath nervously.

“You have to display his nuts on our bookshelf! It will make the room so much fun!”

“Deal!” Megan beamed, and the girls all laughed before they started to plan seriously.

\~\~

After several conversations with Ms. Wilson and a lot of detailed planning, they agreed that they had the best chance of accomplishing it with no consequences on the night of the Greek Spring Formal. Plus they knew that Megan would love getting to castrate her first guy while wearing a dress that made her feel like a princess on a night she had been looking forward to all year.

Jay was set to be Julia’s date for the formal. Aniyah wasn’t in a sorority, but had longstanding plans to go with Josh, her neutered ex-boyfriend who was in a fraternity, as a friend-date.

More recently, Ashley had gotten Alec, who was in a different frat, to ask her to the formal because she knew it would be fun for both her and Aniyah to be escorted by eunuchs. And besides, ever since they de-balled Alec, he had kinda sorta started to grow on Ashley. When he wasn’t trying to be so macho, he was actually pretty cute.

Now, they needed to get Megan a suitable date.

“I know who you should ask,” Julia said enthusiastically, “Connor! I could tell when I kicked him in gym class that day that he enjoyed it a little, and he’s been really respectful ever since then. I think he would be a good date and maybe a fun longterm project for you!”

“Wait,” Megan gasped, “you think he likes getting kicked in the balls?”

“Well, maybe not *likes* it,” Julia laughed, “but it definitely turned him on. He must like dominant women. Some guys are like that. If you want to try out more of the fun you can have hurting a guy’s nuts, I bet you could do a lot with him that he wouldn’t even resist.”

“Oh my god,” Megan sighed, “that would be almost too good to be true! I’ll ask him. But we also need Isabella at the formal!”

“Nah,” Isabella shrugged, “I’m not in a sorority and really don’t feel like going with some random frat guy. You all will be fine without me.”

“You don’t actually have to be in a sorority or frat to attend,” Julia explained, “one of the campus rules is that it has to be open to everyone. It’s mostly Greek, but every year there are people who come just for the fun, and that’s cool.”

“And you have to go!” Megan insisted, “I want my awesome roomie who showed me all this stuff to be there when I finish off Jay’s balls!”

“Well, I want to be there for you too,” Isabella conceded, “but there is still the question of a date.”

“I know who can take you,” Ashley chimed in with a sly smile, “my brother, Ryan. Not as a romantic date, of course, just as a nice thing for an older brother to do for a sister’s friend who needs a platonic escort. Honestly, he’s gotten so sweet since we neutered him that I think he would be great!”

“Awww, that’s so nice!” Julia smiled, “two of my brothers got the same way after I fixed them. One is still a dick, but at least now he’s a dick without balls!” They all laughed.

Isabella had to admit that she loved the idea of her and her two oldest friends all escorted by eunuchs, and she always enjoyed seeing Ryan (who used to tease and harass her constantly when she was younger) humble and eager to please.

“Ok,” she agreed, and they began to set the rest of the plan in motion.

\~\~

On the night of the formal, Jay received a text from a number that his phone identified as Julia. Afterwards, no one was able to figure out how his address book had been modified. He told the investigators that it was only ever out of his sight when he slept, forgetting about when it was in a locker during his gym class.

The text told him that instead of meeting in Ashley’s and Aniyah’s room, he should meet the girls closer to where the busses were picking everyone up to take them to the formal. When Jay’s phone led him to the map pin in the message, though, he was surprised to find that it was on the backside of the science building, not the side facing the main road the busses would use. Maybe the location got messed up, he thought as he entered the dimly lit building and walked to a lab classroom, which his phone marked as his destination.

The room, which should have been locked at that hour (another mystery to investigators!) had a video camera to guard the valuable lab equipment. It recorded a cloaked figure who followed Jay into the room, injected him with something, then gagged him and plugged his ears before tying him, spreadeagle, to a large metal shelving unit. Then, the figure covered the camera with shaving cream.

The camera had no audio, and the next image it recorded, two hours later, was the cloaked figure wiping the shaving cream away and rushing out of the room, leaving the battered and now ball-less Jay slumped in his restraints.

All this time, Jay’s phone was filling with increasingly angry texts from Julia asking where he was. Timestamped pictures of the girls getting ready for the dance and a multitude of witnesses, including Ms. Wilson who was serving as a chaperone, attested that the girls were either heading to the Greek Spring Formal or at the formal itself at the time of Jay’s capture and castration.

What the camera didn’t show was the team of women, members of the extended network that Ms. Wilson was part of, who rushed into the lab as soon as camera was covered and transported Jay’s unconscious body to a basement room in the resort where there formal was being held and tied it to a nearly identical metal shelving unit.

When the girls arrived at the resort, which was situated on what had been the lavish estate of a nineteenth-century robber baron, they were careful not to be out of the sight of their dates or the crowd for more than 10 minutes at a time.

Soon after they were welcomed into the grand banquet hall for pre-dinner drinks, Ashley and Aniyah were the first to slip away for a bathroom break. They located the basement room quickly and were happy to see that Jay was starting to come to.

Ashley grabbed his balls through his pants and squeezed them hard while she cut away the fabric of his pants and boxers with the razor blade that had been left for them. She enjoyed how his muffled cries alternated between pain and terror.

Both Ashely and Aniyah had worn shoes with extra-pointy toes, and they amused themselves taking turns seeing how arcuately they could aim for a single ball. Aniyah’s aim was slightly better, but both girls were delighted when either one landed a solid kick that sunk into one of the fleshy orbs. They could tell by Jay’s high-pitched whines that he was in extreme pain as the flesh pressed in and then distended out, swollen.

Satisfied that they had tenderized him enough, they rejoined the party upstairs. When it was announced that dinner service would begin shortly, their group claimed their table before Megan and Julia excused themselves.

They found the room quickly and laughed at the sight that Ashley and Aniyah had prepared for them of Jay’s swollen nuts hanging defenselessly out of a hole cut in the front of his pants.

“Oh my god!” Megan squealed, “they look like they are going to burst!”

“Oooo, good idea,” Julia smiled, “let’s help them along, shall we?”

“Do you think we can pop them with just our hands,” Megan asked curiously.

“Let’s see!” Julia responded enthusiastically, “I’ll race you, see who can pop hers first!”

With that Julia grabbed Jay’s left ball, and Megan grabbed his right one.

“Go!” Megan panted, already starting to squeeze.

Jay’s right ball felt slippery in Megan’s grip. Although she felt it swelling more as she compressed it, she was worried that she couldn’t apply enough pressure to end it. She felt it distend between her fingers, so close but not quite breaking. She looked at Julia, whose face showed equal parts strain and pleasure and knew that she was thinking the same thing. 

Suddenly, as if she had just been waiting for the right moment, Julia grunted and Megan could tell immediately from her reaction that she had ruptured Jay’s left ball. The sight of Julia’s ecstatic face and the sudden knowledge that she was squeezing Jay’s only intact ball gave Megan the surge that she needed, and she suddenly felt the ball collapse to mush in her fingers.

“Wow“ moaned Julia, “I popped mine first, but that means that you’re the one who fully castrated him. How does that feel?”

“It feels great!” Megan gushed, “Thank you so much. And I can’t wait to thank Isabella. She turned out to be the best roommate ever!”

“Awww, thanks roomie,” Isabella’s voice came from behind them, “You turned out to be a pretty great roommate too. But right now you two have to get back upstairs and into view. I’ll finish up and collect a nice decoration for our shelf!”

As the two girls exited, Isabella went to work. Because she’d already cut off one pair of balls, she was more comfortable trying the technique that Ms. Wilson had taught her of preventing excess bleeding by tying a knot in the cord. Pulling on what was left of his right ball first, she dexterously looped the cord around itself and pulled it into a snug knot.

Neat, she thought as she knotted the other cord, I bet it would be funny to watch a guy as you did that to undamaged balls!

Even before she applied another dose of sedative, Jay had passed out from the pain. So, with quiet satisfaction, she sent the razor blade through the cords below the knots and dropped the remains of his manhood into a small jar, which she tucked into her purse.

She walked out knowing that in a few minutes the team of women would return Jay to the campus lab 20 minutes way and, when he woke up, he would be too disoriented to realize that he had ever moved.

When she returned to the banquet hall, all of the girls at her table were glowing with joy and excitement. The appetizers before the meal were roasted walnuts nestled in dried fig and drizzled with honey. After Isabella finished hers, she couldn’t help looking over at Jay’s empty chair and quipping, “Well, if Jay isn’t going to show up, I’m going to take his nuts!”

The girls giggled and the guys shifted in embarrassment as Isabella took Jay’s plate and savored the appetizers with relish. “Wow, those are so good!” Isabella raved, “Do any of you guys have any nuts left?”

Ryan, Josh, and Alec reddened and looked down. Connor, less flustered, said, “You can have mine.”

“Be careful what you say!” Megan warned quietly in Connor’s ear as she clamped her hand firmly on his crotch under the table cloth, “Your nuts belong to me tonight.”

Julia, who was seated on the other side of Connor noticed what was happening and leaned close, pressing her boobs against him as she said softly, “Oh, Connor, I forgot to tell you. I told Megan that you like getting kicked in the balls.”

“Wait, but, I don’t!” Connor stammered before Megan tightened her squeeze to the point that his word were lost in a suppressed squeal of pain.

“Don’t try to deny it. She’s really excited,” Julia cajoled, “And, because it looks like my date stood me up, I think I should get to show her what I know you like! Pleeeasse? We won’t break them.”

“Mmmm, that does sound like fun,” Megan said tightening her grip further, “What do you say? Will you let me and Julia have fun with these tonight?”

Struggling not to show how much pain he was in, Connor meekly said, “Ok.”

“Good boy,” Megan said and released her grip as the dance music started from the other room.

\~\~

They danced ecstatically for hours. Around 11:00, couples started to make their way from the dance floor to the rooms they had reserved in the resort hotel. Julia went with Megan and Connor to the room they had reserved. Both of the girls were eager to see how much testicular pain Connor would willingly submit to.

Ashley and Aniyah had reserved a room together and insisted that Alec and Josh reserve a separate room. Although they had more or less eliminated the guys’ sex drives (and entirely deprived them of the ability to get hard), they still thought it was best not to give them any ideas about what might happen if they shared a room.

Nonetheless, at the end of the night, Ashley and Aniyah told their eunuchs to come to their room with them. After spending so long in heels, both girls desperately needed their feet massaged.

As part of the favor of escorting Isabella, Ryan had also agreed to pay for a hotel room for both of them. Both Ashley and Isabella had made a point of telling Ryan directly that they expected him to behave like a gentleman and not even thing of sex as a remote possibility. Ryan had listened in humble embarrassment, unaware that the girls not only knew he couldn’t get hard but were directly responsible for that fact.

When Isabella got into the hotel room, exhausted from dancing, she threw her shoes off and flopped into one of the comfy chairs at a small, ornate breakfast table. Ryan sat across from her timidly in the other chair. She caught him taking an quick look at her legs and chest, which slightly shimmered with perspiration. And then she saw a familiar look of sadness cloud his face.

“Hey, Ryan, can I ask you something?” she said sitting up.

He nodded, “sure.”

“You used to look at my boobs all the time,” she fired and watched him grow uncomfortable, “And you used to make all kinds of crude comments. I hated it. It made me feel uncomfortable and self-conscious, and I’m glad you stopped.”

“I’m sorry,” Ryan said honestly.

“It’s ok. You’re good now. But my question is… well, look at these!” She gestured to her cleavage which was pressed up by her cocktail dress, “They’re basically on a plate here and you’ve barely glanced at them all night. What happened to you? Did someone cut your balls off or something?”

She laughed as Ryan turned red and stared down silently. “I’m just kidding! I know you’ve got balls!” Isabella grinned and, without warning, placed her bare foot on the chair between Ryan’s legs and began to grind it gently it into his crotch. “Huh. Wait! I’m not feeling anything there!” she said as she prodded more aggressively with her toes, “Are you a eunuch!?”

“Yes,” Ryan acknowledged softly.

“What happened?” Isabella asked in feigned surprise.

“It was some kind of scam. Actually, your mom, she recommend this therapy treatment, but it wasn’t a real business, they just…” He trailed off.

“Cut your balls off! Oh yeah,” Isabella exclaimed, “I remember my mom talking about that. I didn’t know that was you! If it makes you feel better, she said you are much better this way. Do you miss them?”

“Yes,” he admitted, “I can see why she thinks this is better, but I miss them.”

“Well,” Isabella said happily, “I also think that you are better this way. Does your sister know?”

“No.”

“She should! I bet she thinks you’re better this way too. Let’s go tell her and Aniyah right now! We can all help you. Show you it isn’t so bad.”

“I don’t need help. It happened almost two years ago,” he protested.

“Well, that’s all the more reason that you should tell her! It is stupid for you to have a secret this long and not be honest about why you are such a great brother now!”

Before Ryan could object further, Isabella was pulling him down the hallway toward Ashley and Aniyah’s room.

\~\~

When they knocked on Ashely and Aniyah’s door, Alec answered, wearing just boxers and a tee shirt.

“Ooops, are we interrupting something?” Isabella giggled.

“Not at all,” Aniyah called, “The boys were just massaging our feet. Come on in!”

She and Ashley  were now wearing snug fitting  boy shorts and tank tops. They were lying on one of the two queen beds. Josh (also just in his boxers and tee shirt) was kneeling on the floor on one side of the bed, delicately working the tension out of Aniyah’s recently pedicured feet. Alec quickly returned to his position kneeling on the other side of the bed and likewise attended to Ashley’s feet. The girls let out soft, contented moans.

“Oooo, that is a great idea!” Isabella exclaimed as she skipped into the room an lay down on the other queen bed. She had rushed out of her room without bothering to put her shoes back on and now wagged her bare foot insistently at Ryan, “Come on, do me too!”

Ryan obeyed. He felt a little less awkward because the other guys were doing the same thing, but he was still overwhelmed with anticipatory embarrassment about what he knew Isabella was going to reveal.

“You are really good at this!” Isabella complemented Ryan, “Hey girls, guess what! Ryan told me why he suddenly became such a good guy. He doesn’t have balls anymore!”

“Nice!” Aniyah exclaimed, “Show us!"

Ryan hesitated, but Isabella gave him a stern look and pressed his chest demandingly with her foot. Slowly he got up and removed his pants and briefs. The girls giggled as they saw his shriveled, empty sac and noticed with surprise that is dick was much smaller than when they had watched Aniyah’s mother take his balls.

“Whoa,” Aniyah gasped, “were you always that small?”

“No,” Ryan said defensively, “it shrinks after…”

“After a guy is castrated,” Ashley finished for him, “You can say it. There’s nothing to be embarrassed about! You are so much better this way! Honestly, once we learned how nice it is, Aniyah and I only date eunuchs. Show him.”

Josh and Alec were rapidly processing what was happening, but by now were so conditioned to obey that they immediately took off their boxers. Although their cocks had not shrunk quite as much as Ryan’s yet, they were both permanently limp. Alec had a small empty sac dangling below his soft dick, but Josh’s sac had been totally removed, giving him a surreal smoothness there.

“Wait,” Ryan said in shock but with a dawning certainty of something he had never let himself admit that he suspected, “Did you know? When did you find out?”

“Oh,” Ashley said with a wave of her hand, “Mom told me as soon as it happened. Here, I have something to show you.” She reached into the a drawer in the bedside table and pulled out a small jar with two pale orbs floating in it.

The color drained from Ryan’s face until he was almost as pale as the contents of the jar. “Are those my…? How? You…” he stammered.

“Mom told me not to show them to you until you had adjusted to your new role, but you seem really well adjusted now and I suspected that maybe tonight would be a good night to show you. You’ve really matured a lot since you lost these,” she smiled, “you can see now why it is better for you and for all of the girls you know that these are on my dresser instead of between your legs, can’t you?”

Tears where filling Ryan’s eyes. “You… all of you” is all that he could manage to get out.

Meanwhile, Josh, who had been coming to his own conclusions, looked imploringly at Aniyah and sputtered, “And mine? The accident. Did you?” She simply smiled.

“Guys,” Alec’s voice broke in, “Come on. Let’s be realistic. We can’t get our balls back now. Do you think we’re ever going to find other girls who actually want us around like these girls do? Why don’t we just enjoy what we can still enjoy.”

“Awww,” Ashley cooed, “That’s sweet. But you also know that you really are better now that you’re nutless, don’t you?”

“Yes,” Alec said humbly.

“What about you?” Aniyah asked.

“Yes,” Josh said bowing his head in defeat.

“And you?” Isabella piped.

“Yes,” Ryan mumbled.

“Yes what?” she prodded.

“Yes, I’m better without my balls.”

“Good boy,” Isabella smiled and wiggled her foot to signal Ryan to start massaging again.

“Awww, this is so sweet,” Ashley said happily, “Aniyah and I were just about to enjoy one of the other things that nutless guys are better at.”

“Oral,” Aniyah confirmed in a fake whisper, making a licking motion between her fingers. 

“I know my brother would be happy to do that for you if you want, Isabella,” Ashley offered.

“Naw,” Isabella shrugged, “I’m not into that. I think I’m just going to take a shower if that’s ok. I’m still covered in sweat from all that dancing.”

“So are we,” Ashley laughed, “but we’re going to get a little more sweaty. So you go ahead and use our shower. Oh, and take my brother with you. Trust me, it is really nice to have a eunuch wash your hair!”

“Ok,” Isabella laughed. She bounced toward the bathroom and Ryan followed dutifully behind, still naked from the waist down.

“Oh, and,” Ashley called after them, “Ryan, if you touch her in any way she doesn’t ask for, I’m going to cut off what’s left of your little shriveled dick!”

“I understand,” Ryan mumbled.

\~\~

In the bathroom, Isabella felt slightly awkward at first undressing in front of Ryan. It amused and relaxed her though that his dick stayed totally limp as he stared with sad longing at her large nipples and the soft triangle of hair between her legs.

He picked her dress up from the ground where she had slipped it off and hung it neatly on a hanger on the back of the door so that it wouldn’t wrinkle. He then delicately folded her panties and placed them, along with her strapless bra on the bathroom counter.

“Thanks!” she smiled as she stepped into the glass shower, “Now take the rest of you clothes off so you can get in here and wash my hair.”

Isabella enjoyed feeling Ryan’s strong hands carefully massaging her scalp as he worked the shampoo in. When she turned slightly and her hip brushed against his crotch, she felt a warm comfort at the feeling of its total softness. As the water slowly washed the shampoo and soap from her body, she felt near total contentment.

As she and Ryan stepped out of the shower, they heard Ashley and Aniyah moaning in ecstasy, and Isabella knew that Ryan wished he could do the same to her.

“Dry me off,” she ordered.

He obeyed, gently patting her arms and back, then kneeling down to pat her stomach, thighs, legs and feet. Although she saw the longing in his eyes, he made no move to touch her breasts or between her legs.

“Don’t worry,” she smiled, “I know it would be hard for you to touch my boobs, so I’ll dry them.”

She enjoyed the disappointment on his face as she took the towel from him and slowly finished drying herself.

“You really are nice as a eunuch,” she said softly, “Do you know what you should do?”

“What?” Ryan asked.

“You should call your ex-girlfriend, Jenny. Tell her how different you are now that your nuts are in a jar. I bet she’ll love the new you.”

“You think we could get back together?” Ryan asked hopefully.

“Well, probably not as boyfriend and girlfriend. I mean, you can’t even get hard,” she laughed, giving his soft cock a playful backhand, “but I bet she would love having you do things like this for her. And who knows, maybe she’d even let you do some of the things Josh does sometimes for Aniyah.”

“Ok,” Ryan said gratefully, “I’ll ask her.”

\~\~

When they rejoined the others, Ashley and Aniyah were now wearing silky hotel robes and reclining in contended bliss. Alec was getting drinks for them from the minifridge, and Josh was ordering pizza. Isabella noticed that Josh’s balls and Alec’s balls (which she had loaned Ashley for the night) were now sitting next to Ryan’s on the bedside table. She guessed that Ashley and Aniyah had enjoyed looking at them while getting oral, and the image made her giggle.

She sat next to Ashley and said quietly, “If you want to keep Alec’s balls for a while, we can trade. I’ll keep Ryan’s on my bookshelf until we trade back.”

“That sounds nice,” Ashley agreed, “I think you like having him neutered almost as much as I do.”

“Maybe,” Isabella admitted, “He was the first guy we fixed and it was pretty special.”

“It really was,” Ashley agree before a knock on the door interrupted her. “Answer the door,” she ordered Alec, “If it’s the pizzas, pay for them.”

Alec obeyed, but it wasn’t the pizzas, it was Megan and Julia. Julia was in a pair of loose soccer shorts and a sports bra, and Megan was wearing a pair of boxers and a large men’s undershirt, both of which she had taken from Connor. Their hair was messy and both were flushed from intense physical activity.

“Wow, you two look like you’ve had a good time!” Aniyah exclaimed, “How’s Connor?”

“Does he still have balls?” Isabella laughed.

“For now,” Julia smiled.

“Julia showed me how to make nut kicks really count!” Megan said gleefully, “And Connor was so sweet! It was so good to have a guy stand there and let me practice again and again and again! This formal was even more fun than I ever imagined it would be!”

“Where is Connor now?” Isabella asked.

“We left him in his room putting ice on these” Julia said holding up her phone to show a picture of a badly battered ball sac and limp cock.

“Nice,” Ashley said appreciatively, “It’s already swelling up. Those are going to be black and blue in the morning.”

“Do you think I damaged them?” Megan asked uncertainly.

“Oh my god,” Isabella sighed, “I thought you were done worrying about that!”

“It’s just that he was really worried that we were doing to make him sterile,” Megan rushed to explain, “So we stopped and told him to put ice on them and we’re making him get a sperm test tomorrow.”

“What? Why?” Ashley asked.

“We have a bet,” Julia said happily, “Megan thinks she can kill his sperm count in a year without castrating him, just from kicks and stuff. I think that’s impossible, so starting tomorrow, we’re going to make him get a sperm tests so we know who wins the bet.”

“And what does the winner get?” Isabella asked with interest.

Megan blushed as she said, “The winner gets to pick how we castrate him.”

“What a fun bet!” Isabella exclaimed, “You’ve come a long way, roomie!”

“Awww, thanks, roomie,” Megan beamed.

At that moment, the pizzas arrived. The girls grabbed slices and found comfy places on the beds and chairs. They talked late into the night, laughing and reminiscing while their eunuchs stood by to bring them more slices of pizza and refill their drinks.