There was a knock at the door, she got up from her seat and walked over pulling it open. On the other side was a handsome young man wearing workman’s clothing.

“What can I do for you this evening Brian?” She asked.

“I need your help!” He replied.

He took a step into her home and put his hands on her shoulders.

“I need you to make a potion for me, a love potion, I need Amber to love me!” He added.

“Let me go you're hurting me!” She said.

“Dammit Esmeralda just make me the fucking potion!” He shouted.

He shook her as he spoke.

“Stop, please just stop I’ll making you the potion just let me go!” She replied.

He released her and then started to pace.

“Hurry I can’t wait any longer!” He demanded.

She scurried away from him heading over to the open fireplace where she took a small pot and filled it with water before hanging it over the fire. Then she went over to her herb rack and started to take various ones before heading to a workbench where she begin to grind them with a mortar and pestle.

“What’s taking you so long?!” Brian asked.

“I have to make sure I get the amounts right!” She replied.

He glared at her and then let out a frustrated sigh before he started pacing again. She went back to grinding up the herbs she needed and then took them over to the now boiling pot and dumped them in. She picked up a long-handled spoon and started to stir the concoction. After a few minutes she set the spoon down and moved the pot away from the fire.

“Is it ready?” He asked.

“Almost,” Esmeralda replied.

She walked over to her workbench and grabbed a potion bottle and stopper before returning to the cooling pot. She took a tiny ladle that was hanging next to the fireplace and used it to fill the bottle before placing the stopper into it. She held it out for him, he walked over and took the potion examining it closely.

“So this will make her fall in love with me?” He asked.

“It will,” she replied.

He nodded and turned to leave.

“Oh Brian one more thing,” she said.

He turned around annoyed.

“What is it?” He asked.

She pulled a handful of powder from her pocket and threw it in his face. He flinched back and then collapsed to the floor unconscious.

“You’re a bastard!” She replied.

She spat on him and then took him by the arms and dragged him over to her workbench where she tied his wrists to one of the thick legs with a length of rope. She looked down at him for a moment before a cruel smile crept onto her face.

“You know what I’m going to take care of your little problem, permanently,” she said.

She started to collect things from around the room, a spool of twine, a pair of shears some bandages, and a jar filled with healing balm. She placed these items on the floor near his feet before standing back up and pulling her dress off over her head before folding it up and placed it on the workbench. She glanced over at the large mirror she had in the corner of the room and looked at her reflection for a moment. She was an average-looking woman though she was on the thin side with a flat chest and modest curves elsewhere. Her long curly brown hair was wild and unruly and hung down to her rear. She looked herself over pausing on her hazel eyes for a moment before turning back to Brian who was still laying limp at her feet. She crouched down and took off his shoes tossing them aside before reaching up and unfastening his belt and undoing his pants. She took a deep breath before pulling his pants off wigging them to get them over his rear and sliding them off his body. They ended up in a pile with his shoes. She looked up between his legs and frowned, she’d never been this close to a man’s parts before and wasn’t all that comfortable.

*No this needs to be don’t wuss out now!*

She took the cord and pulled a length from the spool and cut it with her shears. She tied the cord into a quick slip knot and then with shaking hands slid it up over his scrotum all the way to the base before pulling it tight and wrapping it around a few times tying it off tightly when she was satisfied it would stop any bleeding.

*Alright, this is just like gelding a horse and I’ve seen that plenty of times.*

She picked up her shears and took hold of his scrotum with her free hand pulling it away from his body. She slid the blades of the shears over his scrotum right below the cord, she took a few calming breaths, and then squeezed the handles. The blades snapped shut cleaving right through the tender flesh causing his scrotum to come off in her hand. She stared down at it stupidly for a few moments watching blood drip from both his body and the severed scrotum before shaking her head and placing both the severed scrotum and the shears to the side. She picked up the jar of healing balm and opened it, she scooped some out with her fingers and slathered it onto the wound before taking the bandages and covering it. She put her things on her workbench and then looked down at his severed manhood.

*I wonder what they look like?*

She reached down and picked it up, holding it close to her face to examine it. She had no frame of reference as to their size but they seemed to be on the large end of the spectrum for a man. They were also quite hairy, disgustedly so in her opinion, she turned the scrotum over and squeezed it’s contents out into her palm. Two pale white orbs the size of small hens eggs fell out she looked them over for a moment before smiling.

“So these little things were what was causing all that fuss well I have the perfect place for you to go,” she said.

She tossed his empty sack into the fire where it started to sizzle before going to her bench and taking one of the clear jars she used for balms and dropped the orbs into it. She then took some of the strong spirits needed to make particular potions and filled the jar with it.

*That should work for now.*

She put a lid on the jar and placed it aside before walking over and sitting at her table. She watched Brian’s still form for a few minutes.

*He should be walking up soon.*

His eyes fluttered open a few moments later and he looked around confused before groaning.

“What did you do to me?” He asked.

“I fixed you,” she replied.

“Fix me? What the fuck do you mean fixed me?” He asked.

He squirmed some before gasping.

“Ow fuck my balls what did you do to my balls?” He asked.

“I cut them off,” she replied.

“You fucking what? Why would you do that?” He asked.

He was clearly shocked and kind of pale.

“You attacked me in my own home and demanded I make a potion so you could rape a woman that’s why!” Esmeralda replied.

“That’s not what happened! I just wanted her to love me!” He said.

“Bullshit, you just wanted her to fuck you!” She replied.

His face twisted in rage.

“I’m going to fucking kill you! You hear me I’ll fucking kill you!” He shouted.

She stood up and walked over to her herb rack while he was shouting and flailing around. She grabbed more of the sleeping powder and threw it on him again. He fell over unconscious once more, after a moment she gave him a swift kick in the side to make sure he was out and then untied him and dragged him over to the door where she stuffed him outside. She threw his shoes and pants out as well before closing and barring the door.

“He’ll never get through that,” she said.

She walked away from the door and headed to her workbench to finish cleaning up.