"Do you think these would be sharp enough?" She said, holding up a pair of
fabric scissors in front of her face. "Not that it'll take much. I'm sure I
could do it with a pair of nail clippers if I had to." She smiled, "I just want
it to be as tidy as I can make it. Less cleanup."

I pretended not to hear her and continued scrolling through Reddit on my
phone while sitting on the couch. Countless pictures of cute girls scanned
across the screen. The kind of girls I could never date, or at least I assumed.
I hadn't really tried. Jerking off wasn't ideal but it was easy.

"Hey!" She said, her face suddenly inches in front of mine. "Are you
listening to me?" I flinched a little. She turned and looked at my phone.

"You're looking at your internet girls again? It's not even 10 o'clock and
you're already so pent up that you need to look at porn."

"It's not porn." I retorted. I've told her this dozens of times.

"What's the difference?"

"These girls aren't naked."

"That one is!" She announced as she smugly pointed to an image of some
onlyfans model flashing a nipple. "You know, the first step towards overcoming
an addiction is admitting you have a problem." She said, only somewhat
ironically.

I rolled my eyes.

"Fine. Well whether you admit it or not, I don't think you'll have much of
an addiction after your date with my pair of scissors." She teased, holding them
in front of her face as she smiled at me with doe eyes. As my older sister,
Amanda took it upon herself to boss me around whenever she got the chance. I
mostly ignored her. Admittedly, she was reasonably attractive. Hot even. But
she was my sister, and those looks did litle to make her less irritating to me.

"I've pretty much got it all planned out." She knelt in front of me, resting
her hands and the pair of scissors on my knees. Her face roughly at crotch
level. "I'd put a maxi pad right here," She said, sliding her hand on the area of
the couch in front of my balls. "Then I'd take the exacto knife - I mean scalpel
- and make two incisions. One on each side of your scrotum." She dragged her
finger through the air, illustrating the cuts as she envisioned the whole thing
in her mind. "Then I'd push your left - no, you're right nut out through its
hole. I'd need to tie the cords somehow. I read somewhere online that you could
bend them into a small 'U' shape and tie a thread tightly around it to crease
them shut." She gestured pulling a knot tight in the air and make a soft click
with her mouth to accentuate the motion. "Then I would take my scissors and
simply snip below the cut, and your testicle would fall free into my waiting
hand." She held her hand out and looked down at it before looking back at me.

I tried my best not to wince as I continued to ignore her. She continued,
knowing full well that she had my attention regardless of whether I wanted to
provide it or not.

"Oh and you'd have to be tied down of course. I was even thinking we could
maybe put up a curtain so you can't see what's happening. I'm worried you might
try to buck or something and mess me up. Maybe I could have Zoe sit with you on
your side of the curtain to help keep you calm."

"Zoe?" I said just slightly too eagerly. After regaining my composure I
added, "You can invite whoever you want, I guess. It's your made-up scenario."

"She thinks you're cute, you know. Not that it will matter after all this."

I blushed. She continued to relay her plan.

"And then once I'm finished doing the same thing with your left testicle I
would simply need to sew your scrotum shut once again and you'd be good as new.
Better than new." She deviously smiled.

Part of me was terrified at how detailed her plan was. I always had assumed
her teasing was just a cheap play at making me uncomfortable. Now it seemed to
be something much less innocent. A playful guise with the hidden motive of
accustoming me to the thought of losing my masculinity. The thought that my
sister had researched castration with the intent of performing it on me was more
than I was willing to acknowledge. On the other hand, the fact that I actually
had a chance with Zoe was similarly earth-shattering. She was just as hot if not
hotter than those girls on Reddit. Maybe if I played along for a little while it
would give me a chance to get close to her. Armed with this plan, I focused my
attention back on Amanda, who had been talking the entire time.

"...and then you would finally be my sweet little brother again. No more
playing with your dick while looking at your little Reddit girls, yeah? God
knows how much more free time you'd have." As she looked me in the eyes, she
could see the look on my face. Maybe mentioning Zoe had worked better than she
had anticipated, she thought. Time for her to seal the deal. "Why don't I call
Zoe over now and we can do a practice run? I want to see how well the restraints
work before I order the tools I need for the real deal. I'm sure my frustrated
little brother wouldn't mind being tied up by two hot girls while we play
pretend doctor for a couple minutes, yeah?"

I nodded. This was even easier than I expected. I could just use tonight to
talk up Zoe while Amanda is still unprepared. There's virtually no risk. Hell,
if I play my cards right maybe something would even happen while I'm tied up
after all. I've heard some of the things Zoe and Amanda talk about, and I have
reason to believe something like a handjob wouldn't be entirely out of the
question.

"Sure," I said, wearing my best poker face, "Only if you promise to let me
talk to Zoe alone for a few minutes."

"We'll see about that. I'll text her and see if she's free. Why don't you go
take a shower, or at least put on some deodorant... I mean jeez." She smiled.

"Fuck you." I said, trying to hold a straight face as I stood up and made my
way to my bedroom upstairs. Amanda's phone made a short chirp as it received
Zoe's reply. It read,

> ***zoe:*** of course that dork was all ears as soon as he thinks he might get
something out of it from me. gross. is 3:30 okay? I need to redo my makeup ;)

> ***amanda:*** he was practically drooling lol. 3:30 is fine. see you then!

> ***zoe:*** lol cya. btw your tools were delivered yesterday. still want me to
sneak them in my purse?

Amanda smiled as she laid a maxi pad on the couch. Today was the day.

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*This was my first story so it's a bit rough. Hope you like it anyway.*