r/momdom_castration

I’m curious to know if there are any females into ballbusting, have thoughts about intentionally or maybe have an impulse, impacting balls and they maybe pop, rupture, make the male sterile. I’m fascinated with this. HMU for chat!;)

“Hi, sweetie. I have something I want to talk to you about.” Janie said to her son as she walked into the living room.

“Sure, mom.” Steve replied. Even though he knew it was wrong, he knew she looked good. Her piercing blue eyes, curly blonde hair that cascaded past her shoulders, large full breasts, hourglass figure, and bubble butt made her look like a boys wet dream.

Janie sat down on the couch next to him and said “I know you’ve always admired the size of my breasts over the years. But lately, it seems like your interest in them has grown exponentially.”

“What? No, I-“ Steve started to deny before Janie cut him off.

“It’s okay, sweetie. It’s not your fault. Boys love large breasts, and mine certainly fit that definition.” She said, gesturing to her chest Steve’s eyes couldn’t help but follow her hands. “Not to mention with your overactive balls, my breasts were always going to make you need to rush off to your room and masturbate yourself.“

“You’re right. I do love your boobs, they’re huge!” Steve said a bit too enthusiastically. His cheeks turned red. “But I guess it isn’t my fault if it’s just because of my ‘overactive’ balls, as you put it.”

“Yes, now you’re getting it. But I think I have an idea to help you with this problem. Mommy is going to take her shirt and bra off, then I’ll apply a coating of lubricant to your penis and some to my hands, and attend to you. If you cum before the five minute timer is up, I get to try another way I think can help you. But if you can last the five minutes, mommy attending to your erections while topless may become a permanent arrangement.”

If her first idea was a topless handjob, her other ideas must be even better! Steve thought “yes! Deal! We absolutely have a deal!”

Janie smiled and said “drop your trousers and stand by the chair.” Steve couldn’t believe this was actually happening and excitedly got up, removing his trousers quickly, letting his manhood spring free. His penis quickly became erect as he stared in amazement at his mom. Her top lifted over her head and she was just in her bra. The bra hugged her breasts perfectly and even seemed to push up her already huge tits, maximizing her bountiful cleavage. She sat on the chair next to Steve, admiring his now erect penis for a moment. She then removed her bra, exposing her large breasts to her horny boy. They were big, round, and surprisingly perky for a woman in her late 30’s. But she had always taken good care of herself.

“They’re even bigger than I thought! How big are you, mom?” Steve asked as he stared in amazement.

“I’m a 32F” Janie replied

“Wow” was all Steve could muster as Janie giggled and returned her attention to the task at hand.

“You’re bigger than I expected, Steve. Not huge, but just big enough for two hands.” Janie said with a smile. She pulled out a timer and set it on the table next to her. “Now remember, you have to last five minutes before you’re allowed to cum.”

Janie started the timer. She then reached into the drawer and pulled out the lube. She squirted some on Steve’s erection and then her hand, before putting it away and lathering her hands. She then began stroking Steve’s erection. Her hands glided up and down his length in long twisting motions. Steve moaned loudly, not taking his eyes off his moms big tits. He was in heaven, unable to comprehend his fantasy coming true. He hoped this was the first of many moments like this with his busty mommy.

“Does that feel good, sweetie?”

“Oh, yes. Oh, really good! Oh, god!” Steve grunted before he began spurting rope after rope of semen all over his moms big breasts. They shot out in thick, sticky lines, painting her chest white.

“Oh, my god! Seriously.” Janie said, laughing hysterically. “I just started! There’s four minutes and thirty seconds left on the timer! And I got out lube first!” Janie couldn’t contain her laughter due to how fast her son had cum from her stroking him. Steve was too embarrassed to say anything, he just stood next to her, blushing, trying to catch his breath from the powerful orgasm he just experienced.

After Janie finished laughing and regained her composure, she began cleaning herself off. As she did so she said “well since you clearly can’t last the five minutes, we’ll have to try my other idea. Take my place in the chair.” She began putting her bra and shirt back on.

“You can stay topless!” Steve pleaded

“Not if I want you to look me in the eye. I need your focus for my next idea.” Janie said with a smile.

“Okay, we can try it. I really liked your first idea!” Steve said, smiling as he sat down on the chair. Even if he was a bit disappointed his mom didn’t stay topless.

“I know you did. But this idea to help your breast obsession is a little different. Janie said, before Steve knew what was happening, Janie had strapped his legs to the chair, spread wide.

“Hey! What are you doing, mom?!”

“Nothing to worry about, sweetie. This is just so you don’t squirm for what comes next.” Janie pulled out a white box with a red cross on it and placed it next to her on the floor. She was between Steve’s legs now as she decided it was time to explain her next idea.

“Steve, it’s clear from how quickly you finished in my hands, you’ll never make it to five minutes.” She held up a finger as Steve tried to protest. “Since you can’t last that long, I don’t think me relieving you is the best option. You’ll simply need me to do it too many times each day. So, instead I’m going to neuter you. That way, you’ll lose your interest in my breasts and never want to cum. Not that you still could after I’m done.”

“What?! Mom, no! Please don’t neuter me! I love cumming! I know I didn’t last long in your hands, but I can improve!” Steve begged, desperate to stay an intact male.

“Sweetie, I’ve heard you from outside your door for years. If your stamina was going to improve, you’d have done it by now. Even by yourself you barely last two or three minutes.” Janie said, trying to calmly explain the situation to her terrified son. She got her elastrator out of the box, she then slipped Steve’s balls through and banded them several times. He yelped each time.

“Mom, please! I need my balls! I loved getting a topless handjob from you, please let me experience that again!” Steve wailed, tears streaming down his face. As he looked down at his crotch where his mom was beginning her work, he couldn’t help but notice her cleavage in her v neck t shirt. He quickly became erect again.

“You see, sweetie. This is what I’m talking about. You’re already hard again. You would simply need my help way too many times each day. Neutering you will be a great thing for you, you’ll see.” She sat on Steve’s lap, facing him so her boobs were in his face. “Enjoy mommy’s breasts while you still like them. Once your balls go numb, I’ll get to work clipping them off. This is going to be such a benefit to you.” Janie said with a warm smile.

“But, mom!” Steve protested

“Just focus on the fact you had one last amazing orgasm with me and my breasts.”

“But, mom.” Steve pleaded again, a little softer

“It’s okay, sweetie. Just focus on my breasts.” Janie replied, pushing her breasts into his face even more. Steve simply buried his face into her cleavage, hoping she was just giving him a really scary lesson and he would stay intact. After a few minutes of this, Janie decided to test Steve.

“Do you feel my hand?” Steve moaned as she stroked him lightly with her fingertips. “That’s a yes. How about now?” She asked as her hand moved to his balls.

“Did you take your hands off me?” Steve asked

Janie simply smiled and replied “you’re ready.”

She moved back between Steve’s legs and got out her surgical scissors and scalpel. Her years of being a nurse had made her an expert with these tools in her hands.

“Mom, don’t! Don’t get my balls off me! I can be your stallion!” Steve begged

“Sweetie, stallions last more than thirty seconds. This will be over before you know it and you’ll wonder why you ever cared about things like cumming on my breasts or drooling over the size of my chest.”

“I’m a horny boy. I’m a horny boy. I can cum on my moms big tits.” Steve kept repeating to himself, trying to deny the reality of what was happening.

“But not for much longer.” Janie chimed in a sing-songy tone.

Janie worked quick and efficiently. She quickly exposed Steve’s testicles and began clamping off his chords. She then took her scalpel and make the proper cuts. His precious orbs came free in her hand. She neatened up the area, making it look like he never had balls to begin with.

“All done, sweetie. You’re officially a eunuch! No more liking mommy’s big tits for you!” Janie said happily, kissing him on the cheek. She smiled as she noticed his penis that had grown proudly erect again, was now flaccid after her work.

“No way. You didn’t really clips my nuts off. I didn’t feel a thing besides some light tugging. You’re just trying to teach me a lesson to not masturbate and ogle your boobs so much.” Steve replied, not believing his mom.

“Oh, honey. Your balls are off you, see?” She said, holding up Steve’s nuts in her hand. Steve passed out in shock.

Steve awoke in the morning, his mom sitting on the edge of his bed. She was wearing a tight, low cut tank top. But Steve noticed oddly that he didn’t really care, at least his penis certainly didn’t. As it was still completely flaccid. “Good morning, sweetie. Are you feeling rested?” Janie asked

“Mom, I had the wildest dream. I dreamed you…cut my balls off. And you teased me about taking my obsession with your big boobs away from me.” Steve said, chuckling nervously.

“Oh, sweetie. That was no dream. There’s going to be no more topless handjobs with mommy.” Janie replied, giggling as she peeled back the covers.

“My balls! Where are they?!” Steve cried out

“Right here, silly!” Janie answered, holding up a jar with two orbs floating inside. She set it on the nightstand as Steve stared longingly at it.

“Why, mom?” Steve asked, trying not to cry

“Well, sweetie. I was always kind of flattered by how much you loved my breasts. But my friend Sophia convinced me it wasn’t healthy for me to keep enabling your masturbation sessions. She was the one who told me about the test I could give you. Although, now that I think about it. She probably told me to give you that test specifically because I’ve told her about your lack of stamina and she knew you wouldn’t pass.” Janie replied, laughing at the realization. Steve just looked sadly at his crotch as his mom continued.

“Oh, don’t look like that. This is a good thing. You know, at first I thought Sophia meant I should just start giving you topless handjobs every day with no test. I was about to leave and then she corrected me. Can you imagine if she hadn’t? I would’ve been waking you up right now with a topless handjob until you pulsed into my hand. Good thing Sophia corrected me so we don’t have to waste time doing that.” Janie said, giggling some more. She was clearly delighted at the outcome, even if Steve wished things had gone differently.

My mom hated how I was growing so tall by such a young age so she solved my masculine decline by applying two really tight zipties too the cords of my testicles until they were beyond saving them took me into her gyno too show her my condition and ask her if she could just remove them and start me on estrogen so I could transition into her very own super model height daughter lol. DM for any questions you'd like answered 😁

Moms and boys weekly magazine for a femdom society. 

Conversation with Mary about her book.
 
We met Mary at her beautiful home in the countryside. Large and imposing and well maintained by her former husband and let’s just say former man “Jack.” Later I found out Mary had him castrated and enslaved a decade ago.
 
She had been a large contributor to our cause and her home mirrored this as it was decorated with all sorts of femdom paraphernalia. Large statues and pictures of men in various states of submission. On her shelf she had her award-winning book how Mothers can crush the Patriarchy through their sons. 
 
Reporter: So, Mary, what’s life like. And how have you found the reception to your book?
 
Mary: Oh, it’s amazing, my life has become a dream. My book is the best seller in the country, all my sales coming from mothers of course. I’ve seen mothers of all types reading it everywhere. I believe I’ve made waves in the boy mom community. 
 
Reporter: And what about your detractors and your fans that say that your book is metaphorical? 
 
Mary: Patriarchy is frankly hard to crush but one must simply grind their foot into it till it pops. And as for my fans who say it’s a metaphor I’d say this, you can’t deny what you feel. You are well aware of the words in my book. You want to act, so do it. 
 
Reporter: Yes, passages in your book like, “Emasculate your son but grinding his balls with your boots until he is made perfect.” What does that mean?
 
Mary: Dick and balls are distasteful really. Those balls simply just look out of place on the human form. And the only thing they do is make men aggressive and ugly. Honestly, it’s like castrating a pig so it doesn’t become a boar or neutering a dog when it is being too aggressive. 
 
Reporter: Did you do it to your son. 
 
Mary: Oh yes. I had always planned on having him neutered. I planned to do it last year, but he managed to distract me every time I was about to take him to the clinic. 
 
Reporter: That must have made you mad when you found out. 
 
Mary: Nonsense I do not fully blame him. It was my fault expecting him to make the right choice with those unsightly things dangling between his legs. Boys will always do anything to save them. And to pleasure themselves. I guess it’s like what I talk about in my book. Sons will do anything to hold on to their personal symbol of the patriarchy. It just doesn’t matter how much education you instill in them they will always be wrong with those balls attached. But I made sure to teach my son a lesson. 
 
Reporter: What sort of lesson? If you mind me asking.
 
Mary: I don’t mind at all. In fact, I encourage your readers to learn from my actions. You see I decided to tell him I knew what he was doing during his weekly ballbusting session. There I decided to take what must have been 8 hours beating his balls until he was begging for their removal. Of course, there was a lot of screaming pleading and begging. A lot of, “Please mommy don’t take my balls.” “Please let me jerk off one more time.” “Please Mommy a want to be a man.” I’ve witnessed a lot of these, many mothers invite me to their son’s neutering’s. So, I was more than prepared to crush his.
 
Reporter: A lot of people invite you to watch there sons get castrated.
 
Mary: Yep, a lot of my fans want me to witness them taking my words to heart. I offer them emotional support. They get hesitant, you know as their son begs. I will say I’m always pleased when I see a boy that willingly offers them to his mother. Ive witnessed I think 70 castrations.
 
Reporter: So, you were well prepared for your son then.
 
Mary: Yep, they were perfectly bruised and broken by the time he begged for his manhood to be removed.
 
Reporter: And did you take him to the clinic? 
 
Mary: I should have. I would have loved to keep them in a jar. They were a very impressive set of balls. Though most men would find his manhood impressive. I myself only found it more disgusting. But at last, I was so carried away in my pleasure that I kept going into I heard a loud pop and a high-pitched scream. Then I kept going just to make sure. 
 
Reporter: And has he recovered?
 
Mary: Yes of course. 
 
She then rang a bell. And her son James came into the room. Now readers I don’t exaggerate but he was the most beautiful boy I had ever seen. Like he was straight out of an angelic painting. He was blond with fair skin and was androgynous leaning into feminine. I assumed it was due to the loss of testosterone. He wore a pink collar and was naked. He was perfectly smooth down there like a Ken doll. Under his pelvis there was a small tattoo of a blue male symbol crossed out by a pink X. He came and knelt down next to his mother. 
 
Mary: See how beautiful he is. Like a porcelain doll.   
 
Reporter: How are you? 
 
James: …..
 
Mary: He doesn’t like to speak. He has a problem with how high his voice is. I don’t normally complain. His mouth normally has other uses but still. James, a woman asked you a question. Be respectful to women. 
 
James: I’m fine. 
 
I didn’t know why he was ashamed. His voice was beautiful. 
 
Reporter: Are you more behaved?
 
James: Yes. I am more behaved. After…… the removal I’ve loss all my aggression and I’m happy being a good boy for mommy. 
 
Mary: See isn’t he lovely. Truly a work of art. Sometimes I see him and I cry at how beautiful he is. Sometimes I even see him crying in the mirror. Certainly, it must be about how much he has been FIXED. 
 
We traded pleasantries and then I was let out by her former husband. As a whole she was an inspiration. That night I decided to do the same to my own son.  I recommend all mothers to do same. And I recommend all mothers buy her book. Truly a wonderful woman.