A Quick Bite By: Snoodle Something I dreamed up one night. Accidents can be pretty sexy, sometimes. A Quick Bite I tilted my head back whimpering inwardly as Patty-Anne swirled her tongue around the purple head of my large, rubbery penis. Gingerly, she peeled back the foreskin as she sucked hungrily at my huge meat. She'd been at it for ten minutes, and still my penis refused to stiffen. "God, Kelly! What's wrong with your dick?" She pulled away from me, sitting back with a sigh. Patty was always the hot one; thin, toned, and tan, with short blond hair and a perpetual smirk. Compared to my somewhat pudgy, pale figure, she was a supermodel. I sighed, face flushed with embarassment for the fourth time this weekend. "I-I just...it's not..." I stammered, trying to think of an excuse for as to why the monster between my thighs wouldn't erect. I'd let Patty watch me masturbate before...she knew it worked, and so did I! "Whatever." she muttered, "I'm gonna go get a shower." Patty stormed over to the stairs. My eyes were locked on her ass the whole way, my brain pleading with my penis. She paused halfway up. "Y'know, if you can't get that big, ugly thing hard, maybe you should just cut it off!" I winced, biting my lip. She was MAD. I sat there, naked on the sofa, staring at my seemingly impotent penis. It was even huge soft. I was always proud of my size...I was hung like a horse, honestly...especially considering I wasn't a guy. Now, though, I found myself cursing my favorite appendage. In the far corner of the room, Patty's dog, a rotty named Boxer was quietly watching me. "I bet you don't have this problem..." I mused to him. Reaching down, I hefted my penis in both hands, jerking it slowly. What was wrong with it? I wanted her, she wanted me...why wouldn't it get hard? I began to try in earnest, imagining her riding me, bucking like I was a rodeo bull. My penis flopped wildly as I jerked it, but my mind kept coming back to one thing. I kept hearing her voice :"...big, ugly thing...! Cut it off!" Suddenly, my penis sprang to life, stiffening as I imagined her with a pair of scissors, between my chubby thighs... I stood triumphantly, my foot long behemoth jutting up over my pendulous balls, thick as my arm! It's purple head throbbed proudly, like a crown for a king! "PATTY! PATTY! COME QUICK! I GOT IT---" My voice lodged in my throat. Boxer was fast! He tore across the room, leaping at me, mouth agape. I raised my hands, but he wasn't aiming for my face...no, he was aiming for my other head! His teeth came down around the base of my swollen shaft, my cock rigid still. I screamed in agony as he began to wrench at my penis, pulling and gnashing, growling furiously! Patty walked in as her dog was shaking his head from side to side between my spread legs, blood running down over my huge balls. She watched in horror, hands cupped over her mouth as, with one final wrench, he tore my girth free just as an involuntary orgasm hit me, fear sending me over the edge just as my penis was severed. It was reattached at the hospital...but Patty knows why it won't get hard...now. **** Meg's Castration Vacation Part 1, The Snake Meg sighed, letting her long, flowing dress hit the grass. Normally, she’d be horrified of the thought of stripping anywhere but her bedroom, but this was different. Her family had owned this land for almost a hundred years. Nestled up in the mountains, Meg couldn’t even remember the last time anyone had bothered to hop the fence to explore. Hell, even she rarely visited, any more. The warm morning sun washed over her nude form, large breasts and wide hips pale in the morning light. Meg was a chubby girl; even overweight, weighing in a 294 lbs. Still, the raven haired woman had it where it counted...and some places it didn’t. If one’s gaze drifted past her ample breasts and chubby belly, one would find themselves face to face with a behemoth of a penis. Six inches flaccid, and nearly a foot erect, Meg’s unusually thick member was a sight to behold, equally as impressive as her lemon sized testicles, cleanshaven and heavy between her thick thighs. Taking off her glasses, Meg made her way to the water, the small lake encircled by a thick treeline. Her male organ flopped heavily with each step. She always enjoyed the feeling of it between her legs...sometimes, at home, she’d strip down and stand in front of the mirror, hopping in place, just to feel it weigh heavily between her thighs. In the water, it weighed nothing, her flaccid snake wiggling freely as she floated along the surface. Meg loved this feeling the most. She could never stay soft for very long with her dick trailing between her legs in the water. She’d dreamed about it since she was little. Swimming along, leg’s spread, when suddenly something grips her. Not her feet, but her penis. She imagined it like the scene in Jaws. A sudden yank…then another. Her penis stretching to the limits, and then... Within moments, Meg was laying on her back on the shore again, hands between her legs, rapidly pumping her huge, thick penis, splashing with each stroke as her balls jostled in the water. It was safe to say that she had a love-hate relationship with her penis...she loved the way it felt, the way it looked, but she hated what it made her. She rarely dated, and never divulged her secret. She was a freak, in a word. She bites her lip, moaning quietly as her cock spasms, balls tightening. In her mind, another yank...she was being pulled forward and back by the creature latched onto her penis. She almost goes under the water, struggling to get to shore as more of her length is engulfed! Finally, a snap! She was free...but her penis...it was gone!” Meg’s fantasy ended abruptly as she came, huge, ropey white geysers of cum spraying into the air, spattering her stomach and thighs. She continued to stroke her cock for a few moment before her orgasm subsided. Breathing heavily, Meg laid back, the cool water splashing around her as her heaving beasts slowed, her penis softening, the meat tower falling flat against her stomach, growing limp. Meg laid there, exposed to the word, legs spread, and fell asleep. She wasn’t sure how long it was that she was asleep, though it couldn’t have been too long. The sun was still high in the sky...maybe noon? Her eyes opened slowly, warm and comfortable on the bank of the lake in the sun. A furrow took her brow as she felt something strange between her legs...cold...scaley. Looking down, Meg let out a shriek, a snake coiled around her throbbing erection. Her heart jumped up into her throat as it noticed movement, the snake constricting, tightening around her penis and balls. Meg squirmed and gasped as it grew tighter and tighter, her penis spasming. Meg huddled over, hands grabbing at the creature, only to find that touching it made it constrict faster, it’s winding grip tightening around her male organ at it’s base, cynching both her balls and her huge member! Meg looked around frantically for something to pry the snake off with as the constiction grew tighter. Her penis throbbed and swelled, balls taught and round in her sac, veins bulging over the huge round orbs. Meg whimpered, her horse-like cock turning a slight shade of blue, balls aching, jiggling as she squirmed. The more she pulled at the snake, the tighter it held, cutting off blood to her meat. Her balls were going cold, her swollen purple head jutting upward, glistening in the sun. Desperate, Meg had an idea...if she could go soft she might be able to get it off of her! Without hesitation, she grabbed herself, her sensitive organ beginning to numb. Her hands were a blur, sliding up and down her shaft with furious speed, desperately trying to save her penis from the assaulting creature. She could barely feel it as she jerked her cock, clear pre oozing from it’s tip. The tight, scaley coil around her penis struggled to constrict further, trying desperately ‘kill’ the ‘creature’ it had encircled. Meg was crying, now, jerking frantically. Her penis looked larger than it ever had been before, veins bulging angrily, discolored and aching. Meg’s mind drifted back to her fantasy, her massive meat bulging in her grip. Her hips bucked, big, blue balls bouncing as she imagined the snake eating her penis, swallowing it whole! She arches her back, letting out a cry of pain and relief, breasts heaving as an impotent spurt of cum erupts from the swollen purple head of her member. Her penis would begin to shrink, slowly, but it bought her the time she needed. Grunting, wincing with the pain, she pushed at her scaley attacker, finally managing to uncoil it from her precious penis. The snake darted back into the water, deprived of it’s meal. Meg scrambled up the shore, the chubby girl doubling over, hands clutching her nearly ruined testicles, swaying heavy between her wide thighs. Meg had barely escaped castration...for now. ****