(I'm assuming You've seen the Netflix show "Wednesday" if not give it a quick google to know who Enid Sinclair and Wednesday Adams are in that show. In-depth knowledge not required, I sure didn't think about the show in detail.)  
  
Chris shows up, as instructed to the dorm room of Enid Sinclair and Wednesday, the latter is attractive but terrifying but the former is nice and out of his league. He got a text earlier "Please come to my dorm ASAP, I feel really bad for you but I can help." Chris has no clue what she's talking about, not even sure how she got his number but he knocks on the door. The door flings open and he sees the smiling face and long blonde hair of Enid "Chris! Glad you could make it! Come in!" she grabs Chris' wrist and pulls him in so hard he nearly leaves the ground. You see in the middle of the room a pair of chairs facing in each other. "Have a seat, and we'll get started." Chris awkwardly walks over and sits down. Enid sits across from you looking almost as awkward as you but great in her colorful sweater and shorts. "So. You might not know, but Wednesday seems to think she knows something about you. And she thinks it's funny so she's telling everyone like it's her usual trivia about ants." Chris raises an eyebrow, "What are you talking about?" Enid sighs "She's telling everyone you've got a um.. Well a pha.... oh how did she put it? A phallus of such dismal proportions that even a hamster seems well endowed." Enid stares at the ground as her cheeks redden. "She says you have a small wiener. And I thought..... I could um. Help? Since I know this is going to be embarrassing. I'm trying to make up for her being stupid. Again." She looks bat at Chris "I could.. well" She holds her fist out and does a few pumping motions "If you want."



Chris looks at Enid wide eyed, utterly confused, mildly embarrassed, (he thinks about how he's not THAT small) and waiting for someone to tell him this is a prank. The silence is deafening but Chris finally lets out a choked "Y-Y-Yes" as he starts to get erect in his pants although Enid doesn't notice. Enid takes a deep breath and stares at the ceiling for a moment before standing up and kneeling in front Chris. She unbuttons and unzips his pants and proceeds to shimmy them off with his help, she folds the pants and underwear and lays them on the chair behind her. Enid is now in a situation she didn't see herself getting into when she woke up this morning, staring down the barrel of a penis that while not hamster sized is definitely small enough she knows neither herself nor any of the others would want anything to do with it. "While she did exaggerate she...." Enid is interrupted by Chris looking at her pleadingly, hoping Enid will say something other than that he has a little dick.



As if to interrupt what she herself was saying she grabs his dick. Well, pinch might be the operative word, she starts trying to grasp with her whole hand but quickly has to pull back so it's mostly fingertips. She tries a couple strokes with all four fingers and her thumb but doesn't have much range of motion and her fingers start getting warm from the friction and Enid notices she forgot the lotion. She lets out an "Oh! Sorry!" As she pulls a travel sized bottle of lotion out her pocket and squirts a little on his dick that extends slightly past his surprisingly normal sized balls. She starts stroking again, this time well lubricated and with two fingers and her thumb, mostly focusing on the head. Unfortunately for Enid, she didn't consider how awkward she'd be jerking off some guy's little dick she wasn't at all interested in. She stares at his face for a little bit, but that makes her feel weird so she stares at his dick which makes her wanna laugh and cry at the same time but finally she just starts staring uninterested at the door behind him. Wednesday is off taxidermizing roadkill again so she won't be back for several hours so she knows the door won't move but it beats where else she can look.



After maybe a minute of finding her rhythm, staring at the door with dead eyes and then picking up the pace Chris takes a really deep breath, luckily for Enid there isn't too much cum. Enid smiles and looks up at Chris's face "Better?" she lets go of his dick and cups his balls in one hand. Chris looks down at her, confounded by the past few minutes but doesn't get a chance to respond. "Just one more thing and you won't need to worry about this ever again." She extends her claws at the base of Chris's scrotum stabbing straight through most of it, one ball is sitting loose at the bottom and the nutsack is holding on by a couple threads. She twists her hand severing the remaining ball and scrotum. Chris yells in shock as much in pain but is unable to move before Enid moves her hand back holding his severed balls. "Don't worry, you'll be fine, and in a couple weeks you won't worry about them or your... penis.". Chris looks at his severed balls in disbelief.



Chris wakes up back in his own dorm room, feeling like he experienced a bizarre dream. He looks at his phone and has messages from Both Enid and Wednesday. He check's Enid first and it's a ramble about how she did him a favor and he'll be better off as long as he changes his bandages twice a day for the next few days. He's pissed off but read's Wednesday's "I'm making you something fun. They'll match. Should be done by the point you're over losing your balls."



(That's it for now, didn't think this through was just a horny writing spree. Never written anything before and I'm sure it shows, also fuck proofreading. I decided to write down some of my fantasies as I'm having them and I might do more.)