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This is a loose sequel to my previous story https://old.reddit.com/r/GuroErotica/comments/1vwa5c9/the_pussyoff_party_no_death_consensual/ . You don't have to read it to understand what's going on but if you like this one, you'll probably like that one too, so you might as well.

This wasn't the first time Mia had developed a crush on someone at the gym, but it was the first time the object of her lust had been another girl. Even though this girl always seemed to be there at the same times, Mia had been too shy to say hi or ask her name. She was so pretty. Every curve of her body was so elegant, the proportions of her waist to her butt seemed almost impossible. But there was one feature that always caught Mia's eye. A vertical scar, peeking out from her leggings and ending at her belly button.

Mia knew it would be rude to ask what the scar was from, but it didn't stop her imagination. She'd had a weird kink for years about women getting their cunts removed, always imagining herself as the woman. Every once in a while, it would pop back into her brain, usually after a bad experience with the owner of a dick, which happened frequently, and she'd go down a rabbit hole that took her to the darkest corners of the internet. She'd found a few images and stories over the years, about women who had all their sex organs removed and the hole sewn shut, but she assumed them all to be fake. She had even, at one point, bought an AI subscription under a fake email address using a gift card bought with cash, so that she could alter her own nudes to look like she'd been nullified. It was the kind of thing she would never admit to her shrink.

And it would be rude to ask this girl, especially since the scar was certainly from something else.

One day, her crush was in the shower when she finished her workout. She caught a quick glance, careful not to stare. She didn't get a good enough look to tell for sure, but it looked like the scar went down further than what she could see peeking from the leggings.

The next time she went, the woman with the scar was once again showering when she walked into the locker room. Her furtive glance was still inadequate to really tell how far the scar went.

She heard the sound of the water stop.

"You can come closer and take a look. I'm not going to bite."

"Oh I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..." Mia apologized, looking away

"You didn't mean to walk into the locker room 20 minutes after you got here, right as I got in the shower? Come on! Have a look. I know you want to!"

Mia turned around to face the woman. She was leaning against the back of the shower, spreading her legs wide to give a better view.

It was exactly what Mia had imagined. A scar ran from her belly button to her asshole, and nothing else was between her legs, save for a small hole around where her clitoris would have been.

"Hi, I'm Bella" The girl smiled, waving.

"M... Mia... I'm Mia. Oh my god, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to stare. This is so embarrassing but... If you don't mind me asking, what happened to you?"

"No, not at all" Bella replied "Nothing happened to me, per se, I sought out this surgery for years. My vagina was removed, as well as my uterus, ovaries, and pretty much everything down there except my bladder and peehole."

"That's... uhh... wow... that's... cool" Mia stammered

"Thanks! Not many people would describe it that way. How about we grab some tea and I'll tell you all about it. I can tell you're curious from the way you've been staring at me. But first, you should shower. I guess you're probably not too sweaty after your 20 minute workout, but you got to see all of me so it's only fair I do the same."

Mia showered and got dressed while Bella ogled her body. They got tea together, while Bella told Mia as much of her story as she was allowed to divulge. Eventually they moved from the tea place to Bella's apartment. She told Mia of how she had first inquired about the surgery when she went to her OBGYN two days after her 18th birthday, and barely avoided a trip to the psych ward. Of how she had entered a relationship with a dominant couple who kept her as their oral-only sex slave. How, after some nudging on her part, they took her to a shady dentist to have all her teeth pulled so she could better perform. After that, she pushed their buttons until they punished her by ordering her never to cum or touch her pussy for the rest of her life. Of course, this was her idea, in the hopes that they would enforce the vow with corrective surgery when she broke it over and over again, but they balked at the cost. To remove all her sex organs would have taken multiple surgeries over many years in the past, but a handful of surgeons in recent years had developed a procedure to remove everything in one go without the need for follow up procedures. She told Bella of how, three years ago, when she had all but given up, a man -not just any man, but the 12th richest man in the world- approached her and offered to pay for the surgery. She didn't mention anything about the party where it happened. Not only was she not allowed to, but at this point, there was a wait list even after expanding to 10 participants. As evening turned to night, she told Mia of how her masters started acting weird after the surgery, trying to pressure her to use male pronouns, go on T, cut her hair short and have top surgery. She absolutely did not want those things, since she, despite her lack of female sex organs, very much saw herself as a woman, so they broke up.

Then she dropped the line she'd been carefully saving all evening.

"And besides, if I did transition into a man, the museum would take down my exhibit. It's very specifically women's pussies only."

"The WHAT?"

Bella acted like she just said something she wasn't allowed to.

"Ok so..." Bella paused "You can NOT tell anyone you heard this from me, but the guy who paid for the surgery, Kenneth, he has a kind of museum in his house where he displays all the vaginas... well really the whole reproductive system, that he's paid to have taken out. Kind of like a trophy room."

"Holy shit!" Mia responded "That's an actual thing?"

"Again, you did not hear that from me."

"That sounds kinda hot. I'd love to see it."

"Heh, well, it's not really open to the public. If he let you in that room to see it, you wouldn't have a pussy anymore when you got home."

Mia's heart raced, and Bella took this as a cue to slide her hands into Mia's soaked yoga pants. Mia had never been with a woman, but Bella was able to make her cum over and over again with her toothless mouth. The whole time, Mia imagined what that room must look like, and she imagined what would happen to her if she were caught sneaking in.

The next day, Mia slept until noon. She was awoken by a knock on her door. When she answered, nobody was there, but she saw a small business card slid under the door. On one side, it said "The Museum". On the other side was an address, and a hand written note. "Tuesday. 3 PM" The address was about 5 hours away, in a gated neighborhood that was blurred on Google street view. She tossed the card aside. A fantasy was one thing, but it would be insane for her to actually go. She got back in bed and masturbated.

Tuesday, 2:52 PM

Mia had beaten the time on her GPS by 8 minutes. The gate to the neighborhood opened for her and she found the address. A guard opened the gate without speaking and let her in, down a driveway that must have been a mile long. She parked in front of the biggest house she had seen in her life, and a man in a suit, as if he was waiting for her, let her in the front door. Awaiting her inside was someone she recognized. Kenneth Collins, a tech founder who, according to a search she had done last night, was worth about $150 billion. He was shorter than she expected, but had the skin and hair of a 25 year old, even though he was 57.

"Hi Mia, Kenny, Nice to meet you. I hear you were interested in seeing my collection."

How did he know her name?

He led her down hallway after winding hallway, name dropping the famous artists of all the paintings they passed on the way. Finally, he pulled a lever on a bookcase, and a hidden door opened.

The series of hidden rooms smelled of air freshener with a hint of formaldehyde. A circular room in the center contained 11 podiums arranged along the wall. Each of them had screens in front of and behind them, and had a jar containing an object floating in liquid. The identity of the object was unmistakable, though Mia had never dreamed she would see it in person. Each one contained a severed human cunt, with the uterus and ovaries still attached.

Mouth almost falling to the floor, she was drawn to the third display from the left. She looked at the woman on the screens behind the jar. It was Bella. Each screen showed a series of rotating images. On the left screen, Bella was nude, in a series of seductive poses that focused on her vagina. To the right, she made identical poses, but with the familiar vertical scar where her vagina had been. The last pair of images had her holding the jar. Empty on one side and full on the other. She looked closer at the organs themselves. The opening was held gaping unnaturally wide by thin wires.

"If you look closely" Kenny explained "You can see that the hymen is intact."

Mia then moved to the next display on the right. This woman had the largest clit she had ever seen. Well, used to have. It must have been 2 inches long. The woman in the images was a bodybuilder. She was flexing her muscles with and without a pussy. The screen rotated to the next images. Now, on the left, she had sucked her entire clit into a vacuum tube. On the right, she held the same tube and looked as if she was confused about where to put it now that her clit was gone. In the next image, she was doing a squat while lifting 5 lb weights from clamps attached to each of her inner labia, while on the other screen, she did the same pose while looking at the weights and clamps sitting lifelessly on the floor, making an exaggerated face of annoyance that they had nothing to clip to. In the next image, she was holding an empty jar on the left, while on the right, the jar held her pussy while her crotch was empty. That was the one set of images that every display had in common.

Moving to the next one, this woman had large, shapely breasts with pierced nipples and her auburn hair in a pair of braids that hung to her waist on the left screen. On the right, she was bald, and her breasts replaced by two horizontal scars, perpendicular to the one where her vagina had been. She held the severed braids like a whip.

"Whoa, uhh... you're not going to..."

"Oh the tits and the electrolysis?" Kenny waved her off "No, of course not. I have no use for that stuff. She specifically requested that as part of the deal. She's a dominatrix. A findomme to be exact. There are a lot of men who will pay a LOT of money to be denied that intensely. Perhaps something to consider if you're still between jobs for a while.

How did he know she was currently unemployed?

Mia noticed that the stand on the far right only had one screen, showing a heavily tattooed Asian woman with her cunt still intact, grinning widely, though the jar had the same contents as all the others.

"What's the deal with that one? It doesn't have the after pictures" Mia asked.

"That's my newest specimen. It was collected about six weeks ago and the after pictures haven't been taken yet. We have to wait until she is fully healed. I'm not sure if you noticed, but there are also videos on each of these displays."

He tapped the screen at the bottom of the podium and it turned on. He clicked on the first video and it began playing. The woman in the pictures sat on a chair, naked with her legs spread wide.

"Please state your name and age" Kenny's voice off screen asked.

"Cindy Cho, 32 years old"

"And could you tell us what is about to happen?"

She laughed "I'm about to lose mah poooooo-say"

She slapped her cunt hard and made a loud Thwack noise.

"Could you give a little background about why you've chosen to undergo this procedure"

"Well, my bestie Viv and I have participated in the pussy-off for the last 4 years now. Since they expanded it to 10 contestants, we felt like we should make it a little more exciting. So, we agreed that if one of us got the little scar, the other one would get the big scar. Wouldn't you know, this was finally the year when they pulled her key. Just my luck. At least she finally let me fuck her man whore. Worth it. Oh... I can barely hear the announcements from here but I think they just said they started cutting out her cervix. Do you need anything else? I want to watch this." She slipped on a chastity belt, closed a lock and the video ended.

Mia looked at Kenny confused. "I have no idea what half of that means."

"You don't need to." he dismissed her "Well, the big scar little scar thing. There are two versions of the surgery. One that leaves behind minimal scarring and a smooth crotch similar to a Barbie doll. That's the little scar. Unfortunately, everything has to come out in pieces and winds up looking like minced meat. Doesn't look good in a display. The other way, the so-called big scar, gets everything out in one piece, but it has to come out through the abdomen and leaves behind a much more significant scar. That's what everyone in this room got."

Kenny clicked on the next video. It showed the part of the surgery where the doctor pulled out all of Cindy's bits in one piece. All those nights Mia spent trying to find so much as a hint of this on the dark web, convinced it wasn't even possible, and yet here it was, very much real, and there were 10 more just like it.

Mia looked to her right and noticed a podium with no lights or screens and an empty jar.

Kenny smiled. "That's where yours will go".

The gravity of the situation suddenly hit Mia as she remembered what Bella warned her would happen if she went here.

"So... umm... What would happen if I tried to leave?" she asked Kenny, expecting to be hauled off by some unseen henchman at any time.

"I would show you the way to the front door. Your car is still parked outside."

"Oh" Mia said with relief and laughed a little "Bella told me that any woman who went in this room would lose her pussy"

"Well if that's exactly how she worded it, then I'm afraid you were lied to. Feel free to look at the rest of the exhibits, since you traveled all this way."

"So I can look at this and walk out of the house with a pussy?"

"Look" he responded "Any psychopath can take body parts. There's another centibillionaire with a much larger and more diverse collection of human feet. But without the context, there is no proof he didn't just pay some goon to go around hacking people's feet off, or buy them from the morgue. Lots of monsters throughout history have done that, and on a greater scale. King Leopold's ghost looks up at his meager collection and laughs. What makes my collection special is that nothing in this room was taken. Every single piece you see was willingly donated. And to be pedantic, you absolutely will walk out of this house with a pussy." he paused, watching her reaction closely "Your surgery will take place at 8 AM tomorrow at a private clinic about 20 miles from here. Unfortunately I can't offer you anything from my chef because you will need to fast before such a major procedure."

Mia froze, but she didn't move towards the exit. Kenny continued.

"Anyway, I will need you to sign an NDA. You will be compensated very generously, but if you go to the media with anything you have seen today, the terms laid out in the agreement will make Zuckerberg's treatment of whistleblowers look magnanimous. Sign here."

He handed Mia an iPad. She clicked the box to sign the paperwork without reading it.

"Fee free to have a look around while I get the camera set up. I'm a bit of a photography enthusiast so I am going to take these photos myself. It'll take about half an hour before I'm ready. First, though, Take your clothes off."

Mia unzipped her jeans and pulled them down, then removed her shirt, bra and panties and folded them in a stack.

"Hmm, you want to be clean shaven for these photos. There is a bathroom to your right with everything you'll need."

"Yes sir" she responded, as if mesmerized.

Mia shaved herself and then looked at the rest of the exhibits while Kenny set the cameras up, unbothered by the fact that she was naked in front of a man she had just met. She made no effort to approach the exit, instead closely examining the exhibit that was donated by a mother of 10.

Kenny set up the cameras and instructed her how to pose. First, she made some sexy poses that pointed vulva to the lens. Then he had her pose with props. She held a dry erase eraser above her groin while winking. Then she posed in an open trench coat as if she was flashing someone. Finally, she posed holding the jar that would be the final resting place of her womanhood.

Later that night, Mia lay in bed in the guest house, which was the second largest house she had ever set foot inside. Unable to fall asleep, she began to masturbate again, when she heard a knock on the door.

It was Bella.

"What are you doing here?"

"I'm going to give your pussy a proper send off"

When the driver arrived at 5:30 to inform Mia that they would be heading to the clinic in 15 minutes, they were both still awake, drenched in cum, sweat and saliva. He sniffed the air and asked Mia to take a quick shower. Bella joined her. After all, that's where they first met.

6 months later

Mia arrived at the estate right on time for her appointment to take the after photos. She had healed very nicely and was excited to see her pussy for the first time in 6 months. Kenny was running late. Mia made her way to the hidden room and removed her shirt, jeans and bra. All her panties had long since gone in the trash at the same time she threw away her tampons, pads, pregnancy tests and all of her toys that she didn't intend to put in her ass. She had watched the video of her cunt being removed on repeat for half an hour when he arrived, achieving orgasm after orgasm in a manner that hadn't existed to her six months ago. She repeated all the poses she had made before, but with small twists. Pretending to have erased her pussy. Holding the trench coat open and looking wistfully downward as if she had just remembered that there was nothing between her legs to flash. Proudly holding the now heavy jar, she looked at the contents, thinking about how it had spent most of her life inside of her, and all the pain, heartbreak and shitty men it attracted.

Meanwhile, Kenny looked at his tablet. The Mordor software that runs off his data centers had identified a 26 year old woman in Tucson who had made 52 searches in incognito more for pictures of nullified women, had visited the website for the surgical clinic for about 45 minutes combined between four sessions, and had generated AI images of herself without a cunt. Mia had arrived in a new Porsche and hadn't visited a single job website in the last 6 months, so he knew the $250,000 he paid her likely wouldn't last much longer.

As Mia put her clothes back on, Kenny asked her a question.

"Have you ever been to Arizona?"

Hi, this is my first story here. Not sure it completely fits since nobody dies. That's not really what I'm into, and it's hard to find stories like this so I wrote one myself.

My career as a gigolo had taken me to some bizarre places, but nothing like this. My client had taken me to a secret party on a private island, one where, as I was relieved to learn, everyone in attendance was an adult and was there willingly.

My client tonight, actually my only client lately, was Vivian. She was younger than the women I typically serve, at 31 years old, and by far the most attractive client I'd ever had. Any man would want her, but she preferred a partner who was well hung, discreet and on her payroll. She had been a wild child in her younger years, but when her nine-figure trust fund was threatened unless she stopped embarrassing the family, she traded drugs and alcohol for an addiction to adrenaline.

Vivian sat next to me on the leather couch and lifted up her skirt. Normally this would be my cue to go down on her, as I had the whole helicopter ride over, but now there was a metal chastity belt in the way.

"They're going to start in a minute or so" she smiled "God this is fucking exciting"

The partygoers finished congregating in the small, leather clad theater in the basement of the mansion. A spotlight illuminated a small stage in the center and a woman took to the stage. She was gorgeous. Tall, perfect D cup breasts, wide hips and the face of a movie star, she wore a tight gold corset top and a matching skirt perfectly tailored to her curves which made her figure look almost impossible. Vivian has explained that this was Hailey, her friend from boarding school and the owner of the mansion. She had married a 70 year old billionaire at 23 and inherited everything when he died 4 years ago. Viv was scared of her.

"Hello everyone, and welcome to the 4th annual pussy-off party! Now can we have all of our guests of honor join me?"

Vivian got up and joined Hailey on stage, as well as four other women, all of them looking absolutely resplendent.

"And of course, the star of the show" Hailey continued "Dr. Ramon Angel Ramirez Garcia"

A middle aged hispanic man in a white coat joined them.

"Now, Dr. Ramirez, could you explain to our first time guests who you are and what you're going to be doing tonight."

"Yes, ahh" he spoke with a thick Mexican accent "I operate a surgical center in Ciudad de Mexico specializing in... ahh... gender confirming procedures"

"Oh don't sell yourself short" Hailey interjected "He's the best in the business. People come to his clinic from around the world, and he's not cheap. Anyway, sorry to interrupt. Now describe the procedure you performed at the last 3 years at this party"

"Ah yes... so the surgery is known as a full nullification. We ah... remove the uterus, ovaries and fallopian tubes, then the cervix, vagina, and vulva and relocate the urethra to an opening near the perineum."

A room behind them lit up. It was a surgical theater. Nurses in scrubs were beginning to prepare it. Large screens lit up behind Hailey showing a close up of the surgical table. A silver key sat on it.

Hailey then asked each of the other women to remove their skirts. They all wore identical metal chastity belts, sealed with a lock. The belts were number 1 to 5. Vivian was number 5.

"Each of these belts is sealed with a key, and without it, they can't be opened. One of those keys is sitting in the surgical theater, and won't be used until the person wearing the belt is lying on that table unconscious. What that means is, whichever one of you used that key on the table has seen your pussy for the last time. In fact I would go so far as to say that of the five people standing in front of me, only four have cunts. For all intents and purposes, one of you already took your pussy off when you closed that lock. Hence the name of the party"

I knew what the party was, but it was still the most insane thing Vivian had ever done, and just a month ago she jumped out of an airplane naked without a parachute and trusted me to catch her. I just hoped I could fuck her afterwards the way I had that day.

Vivian returned to the seat next to me. I could hear her heart pounding and smell her sweat. She was enjoying this. Hailey continued.

"Now Dr. Ramirez, you have recently started offering a new version of this procedure that isn't available anywhere else in the world. Care to explain?"

"Ahh yes... so the new procedure offered by my clinic is referred to as a full nullification with partial clitoral salvage, FN-PCS for short. The difference is, rather than remove the internal parts of the clitoris, which is the majority of the tissue, it is relocated to the area that was previously occupied by the posterior walls of the vagina. Patients report a drastic increase in pleasurable sensations from anal penetration after a recovery time of 4-6 months."

Hailey grinned. "Almost sounds too good to be true, doesn't it? When the doc told me about the new procedure last year, I thought it sounded like science fiction. Since it's such a brand new procedure, I decided not to have it be the main attraction of the night until I could see the results after it had been fully healed. Bring out Bitch!"

A man wheeled a metal cage to the foot of the stage and opened it. A woman got out of the cage. She wore latex pants and was naked above the waist. A gold chain was strung through the thick hoops pierced through each of her nipples, nostrils and earlobes, and her head and eyebrows had been completely shaved. "Hailey's Bitch" was tattooed on the bottom half of each of her perky breasts.

"Those of you who have been to one of these parties before are familiar with Bitch. She was one of our guests of honor at the last three pussy-offs, but she won't be participating tonight. Bitch, stand up and show everyone what the results of the FN-PCS procedure looks like!"

The slave girl stood up, but instead of removing her own pants, she ripped Hailey's skirt down. Hailey wasn't wearing panties. Why would she? There was nothing there. A cameraman kneeled in to get a closeup of her scarred crotch which displayed on the screen. Most of the people in the room gasped.

"Whoa! Plot twist!" Vivian nudged me "But not that surprising now that I think of it, Hailey was known as the anal queen back in school. That bald girl is her wife by the way. She's the CFO of the firm that manages my trust fund. Barely recognized her without the fancy business suit, and I guess she's been wearing a wig the whole time."

"I decided that this would be the year I put on the belt myself, but then I changed my mind and thought, why leave it to chance? Besides, you'd all say I rigged it if I won anyway. Do I have any regrets? I regret not having it done sooner, and maybe I regret structuring this party so that there is no fucking until the surgery starts. You'll see that 'drastic increase in pleasurable sensations' soon enough. Of course when I want more kids, I won't be able to carry them myself, but fortunately I've got frozen eggs and own a spare womb" She laughed and patted Bitch's belly.

A large digital clock started ticking down from an hour, and we got up and mingled.

The first couple we talked to was Kevin and Lacy. Kevin was the heir to a real estate empire and Lacy was a famous artist I was too unsophisticated to have ever heard of. They had attended all four of these parties, but this was Lacy's first time actually risking her parts. She wore number 1. The first two parties, she had attempted to sign up been ineligible because she had given birth too recently. Last year, she was rejected because she hadn't lost enough of the baby weight. They apparently have very high beauty standards for the participants. After a year of intense workouts, she had finally been accepted. Now that she heard about the new procedure, she wasn't mad about last year anymore. She had trained herself to cum from nipple stimulation, and masturbated multiple times a day imagining her sex organs being sliced out and tossed in a medical waste receptacle while a room full of people watched. That was an odd thing to tell a stranger but this was a kink-positive space.

Bella, participant number 2, started chatting with my while Vivian was reuniting with some old friends. She could tell I was the only other person there with a net worth low enough to have flown in economy. Bella was a bit of an enigma. Incredibly horny but was completely repulsed by the idea of being penetrated, she was obsessed with giving oral to both men and women. She opened her mouth wide and pulled out her dentures. All of her teeth had been pulled to make more room for cock. She was in a committed, but open, BDSM relationship with a married couple in Seattle, and had pledged to never cum again for the rest of her life, focusing only on their pleasure. She took that pledge very seriously, and had been trying to make it impossible to break by having her genitals removed. Unfortunately, Bella was 23 and no doctor in the states would perform such an operation on a woman as young as her, lest her future husband decide he wanted kids. She flew to Mexico City to visit Dr. Ramirez but found the procedure she wanted to be way out of her price range even when converted to pesos, but a member of his staff did mention there might be a way to get financial assistance for the procedure. Later that night, a man came to her hotel room with an invite to this party.

Vivian came back with number 4, a stunning Korean woman who went by Cindy. She had already discarded the rest of her clothing, aside from the belt. Her areolas had been removed and replaced with heart shaped tattoos, she had an intricate pattern of scarification across her belly and chest, and her tongue had been split.

"I hear you've got a 10 inch cock!" she said to me, licking her lips with her forked tongue. This girl did not like small talk.

"8 and a quarter" I replied bashfully "but it's the girth that really makes it special"

"Don't hate me... but I made a deal with Cindy" Viv said to me

"Oh yeah, what kind of a deal" I asked

"Well, if I do wind up losing my pussy tonight, I told Cindy she could have you for the rest of the night. Obviously you're still getting paid, hope that's ok"

"You mean if you already lost your pussy when you closed the lock, isn't that what Hailey said?" I corrected her

"Wowwww!" Cindy responded "Big girthy cock and he listens, I'm dripping through my belt. you better be careful or I'll steal him for good"

"Well enjoy that dripping while you can 'cause your pussy is coming off! or I guess, it already did when you closed the belt." Vivian trash talked back, slapping Cindy's damp groin.

The only other participant I hadn't talked to seemed to be very popular, I felt like I had seen her but I couldn't remember where. Vivian laughed when I didn't recognize her. Apparently she was a famous porn star who had recently retired. The rules of the party strictly forbid anyone from being paid to participate, but she had entered to raise money for her local animal shelter, which was allowed. She was willing to sacrifice her pussy to saved pussies. How noble.

The clock hit half an hour and a bell rang. Hailey directed the participants to line up. She explained that every 10 minutes from now on, they would be unlocking a belt, until only two were left when the clock hit zero. The women tried the first key in order. Lacy tried to jam it in, but it wouldn't open the lock. Bella put the key in, and it slid into the lock with ease, as it popped off and the metal belt clanged to the floor.

"Whooooo!" She smiled and cried out, but I could tell that here eyes were saying "FUCK!" Bella was probably the only one here who was hoping to get the surgery.

Cindy's belt was the next to come off. The party wouldn't be an orgy for 20 more minutes but that didn't stop her from lying down spread eagle in front of us and showing off the body parts that Vivian now had a 1 in 3 chance of losing. I noticed that inside of Cindy's spread lips, she had a Princess Albertina piercing. I'd never seen one in person and it didn't look particularly comfortable. Vivian punched my arm for staring and told me to go get her another glass of water at the bar.

Bella was sitting at the bar by herself, she had a relieved look on her face. I thought maybe she had come to her senses and realized she didn't want to lose her pussy after all.

"Sorry you didn't get the surgery" I tried to console her.

"Oh so actually... This guy came up to me after I took the belt off. He was all like 'I've already decided that you will wake up tomorrow without a vagina'." she repeated in a stern but mocking tone. "...and I was like 'nooo not my pussy... how much?'. Turns out that they do this surgery with robots and it doesn't take that long, so we have time to squeeze another one in tonight. He's going to pay for my nullification surgery and the whole recovery. The catch is it's a different procedure without the clit thing, but I didn't care about that anyway, and he's going to give me a quarter mil on top of it. I shoulda asked for more, now that I think of it."

"Oh congrats, that was nice of him." I responded. It seemed like a bizarre thing to congratulate someone for. I still couldn't comprehend why she would be so happy about that, but it wasn't the weirdest fetish I had encountered in my line of work

"I wouldn't say he was being nice. The deal is that he will get to keep all my lady bits as a trophy. Turns out the surgery to get everything out in one piece is a little more invasive." She pointed to a waitress, a tall, elegant brunette with wavy black hair who had come by our table a few times, I think her name was Elena. "She got hers taken out in one piece a year ago. She showed me her scar. It's pretty gnarly but I actually think it looks way hotter than what the hostess got. Like what if master and mistress make me go to the beach in my little red bikini with no way to hide my scar and everyone is staring at it. Hnnnngghh... Sorry what was I saying? Oh yeah. Apparently this guy's a collector."

"And here I only collect Pokémon cards" I joked back.

"Well, I'm selling my Vulvasaur. It's very rare apparently, since I'm still a virgin. One woman's trash is another man's treasure I guess".

"You're a virgin?" I was surprised to hear that from someone who had all her teeth pulled so she could better suck cock.

"Only down below" she clarified. She lifted up her skirt to show that she had put the chastity belt back on. "He made me wear this so I don't decide to take my pussy for a first and last spin. Same deal, key is locked away and won't be used until I'm unconscious. If he knew me at all he'd know that wasn't necessary".

Meanwhile, the bell sounded and it was time for the next belt to come off. Vivian could only watch as the key opened the third belt and it fell to the floor, leaving only her and Lacy belted. I embraced her as she walked back to me. There was fear in her eyes but I could smell her arousal. The scent was even more powerful than the time she took her '95 Viper around the Nürburgring.

"God I can't wait for you to fuck me when this thing comes off" she whispered in my ear, always the optimist.

We sought out Lacy, the only other wearer of a belt remaining. She was sitting with her husband Kevin.

"Are you worried?" I asked Kevin.

"A little bit, more about the surgery itself if that is her key on the table. We've role played this scenario a lot and nothing turns her on anywhere close. We did a few trial runs where she kept it sewn shut for a week or so and we pretend she already got nullified, and let me tell you, she has never been hornier. I suppose it will be a little disappointing if she only gets to participate once but we'll attend every year either way".

"But what about you?" I asked

"If I end up with a wife who doesn't have periods and always wants anal, I'll survive."

"Fair enough"

As the clock ticked to 5 minutes, they rolled out two hospital beds. Lacy and Vivian were ordered to strip and lie on the beds. A nurse inserted an IV in each of their arms.

Hailey got on the stage. She was still wearing only her top, not that there was much left to hide on her bottom half. "The owner of the unlucky key is currently receiving a dose of anesthesia that will knock her unconscious, and she will wake up without a pussy. The other one is receiving a harmless injection of saline, and in a few minutes will be unlocked and allowed to enjoy the party with the rest of you once that clock hits zero."

As the clock ticked down, Hailey inserted the key in Vivian's lock. I suppose Vivian kind of gave away the outcome by tilting her head down to watch. The lock popped open. Lacy was passed out on the bed next to her.

The nurses rolled Lacy into the surgical suite as Vivian beckoned me over. She shoved my face into her crotch. Her cunt was perfectly smooth, having been prepped for surgery just over an hour ago, and my fingers slid in with zero resistance to tease her G spot. I ate her out for half an hour on the surgical bed and lost track of how many times she came. Eventually, she grabbed me by the hair and pulled my head up.

"They're starting the surgery now"

Lacy's legs were held up in stirrups and the opening to her vagina had been spread impossibly wide. Stainless steel robot arms had been positioned in the opening, ending at her cervix. Dr Martinez was operating the robots from a console that looked like an arcade cabinet. One of the TV screens behind the stage showed a close up of her doomed pussy while the other one showed the view from inside from the cameras on the robot arms. Vivian led me to a couch where she could watch the screens while I fucked her from behind as Hailey began to narrate.

"First, the cervix is being removed in order to grant easier access to the uterus and ovaries."

The robot arm pulled a circular piece of flesh out of the opening and deposited it on a metal tray. I was trying to pace myself. Even though I had taken Viagra, it was going to be a long night and I knew Vivian wasn't going to run out of stamina any time soon. As soon as that first severed piece of Lacy hit the tray, I felt Vivian's pelvic muscles clench. Between narrating, Hailey invited various partygoers to fuck her in the ass. Judging by the noises and facial expressions she made, her surgery had worked as advertised. She stumbled back to the stage.

"Now Dr. Martinez is removing the uterus. It's coming out in pieces to minimize damage to the surrounding tissue."

I noticed Kevin watching with a mix of intrigue and horror as the womb that bore him three children was ripped to shreds and discarded. Meanwhile, Vivian pushed me onto my back and got on top of me.

"And here come the ovaries" Hailey narrated as the robot arms pulled two spherical glands out of the opening. Vivian gyrated faster and faster and I couldn't keep myself from busting. Mercifully, she got off of me and sat on my face while I recharged. Eating my own cum out of Vivian didn't even phase me anymore. I could only hear the narration now.

"Now the tissue that makes up the vaginal walls is being removed, one small strip at a time. Of course he is being careful not to damage the bladder, urethra or internal structure of the clitoris." Hailey narrated.

Vivian was finally ready to take a break and enjoy the buffet. It's hard to believe anyone can eat while watching this, but she'd had to fast as part of the surgery prep. I wrapped my arms around her sweaty body as she intently watched the robot arms slice away at the tender walls of Lacy's sex and quickly but precisely seal the blood vessels and close the flesh behind them. Lacy's urethra and the piece of flesh that must have been her internal clitoris were clamped into place in the empty space left behind.

"Next, the inner labia and outer parts of the clitoris are removed in order to leave behind a smooth groin with minimal scarring" Hailey explained while lifting her leg and rubbing the tiny scar where her own pussy used to reside, to remind everyone what it would eventually look like.

I rubbed Vivian's clit as the man in Lacy's boat was thrown overboard, then her meaty inner labia were sliced off cleanly. The last of the art had been removed from the artist and they began sealing her up.

"And that's it. Our unlucky participant officially no longer has a vagina. Don't go anywhere though, because we've got a bonus round coming up in about an hour and you're going to want to see it"

Hailey came over to our couch and looked at me.

"What do you say, big guy, want to take it for a spin."

"No, he's mine" Vivian interjected "Let me do it."

Vivian put on a strap that was even larger than my cock and lubed it up. It slid in to Hailey's gaping hole without resistance and she started moaning like a banshee as Vivian thrust into her, rubbing her groin as if there was still anything there. she shot a stream of liquid out of the hole at the bottom of her scar all over Vivian's belly and tits.

"Whoa, you can still do that?" I asked, surprised. Hailey laughed at me.

"Of course I can still 'do that'! When are men going to learn? It's just pee!"

Vivian pulled out of Hailey's ass and leaned in to give a rim job and closely inspect the skin that used to be Hailey's pussy.

"Wow, you can barely tell there was ever anything there. Of course I'm glad it isn't me in the surgical room tonight but a part of me almost wishes it was."

"Well we're... taking sign ups... for next year." Hailey informed her, breathing heavily as Vivian fisted her ass and licked her scar.

"I'm in" Vivian responded in a split second "In fact, just assume I'm in for as long as I can still have it. Tonight felt better than smoking crack, and I would know."

Meanwhile, Lacy's surgery was done. The nurses and cleaners scrubbed the room and set it up for another operation, then they wheeled in another bed with Bella, already unconscious from the anesthesia. Hailey took the stage again as they unlocked the belt and put her legs in the stirrups.

"Surprise! Continuing our tradition from last year, we have a bonus round, courtesy of Kenny, everyone give Kenny a round of applause. After all, it's only 10:30 and you better not be getting be tired yet. Participant number two has graciously agreed to sacrifice her own womanhood to keep the party going, but this is going to be a different procedure. The whole thing is going to be cut out in one piece and preserved, which means that it's going to require a more aggressive approach. Dr. Martinez is starting start by making a circular incision around the vulva and a vertical incision up to the belly button and through the abdominal walls. Of course, if this were being done so that someone could keep her organs as a trophy, that would be highly illegal and someone could go to jail"

The entire room burst out in laughter at the thought of any of them being subject to laws.

Bella's surgery what would be considered old school. The surgeon had to operate by hand rather than with a robot, so the camera didn't provide a great view, but his hand was steady and he took great care to sever all the connective tissue with as little collateral damage as possible. He had to be perfect; this was his Super Bowl.

By the time he had finished cutting, I had cum inside of Vivian so many times that no amount of Viagra could keep me going, so I had switched to using a vibrator, and yet she still begged for more. The room roared in applause as Hailey announced that it was time for everything to come out, and the surgeon reached in, yanked out Bella's entire reproductive system with one flick of the wrist and dropped it in a jar of preservative. It was smaller than I would have imagined, but it's absence still left a gaping hole in Bella's midsection. It took longer to fill the cavity and stitch Bella up than it had taken to cut everything out. Many of the guests had departed by the time the surgeon was done but Vivian never averted her eyes. Even though she was out cold, it still looked like she was cracking a smile.

"You really ready for it to be you on that table?" I asked Vivian

"Fuck no!" She responded "I love my pussy, but what's the point of living if you're afraid to take risks"