Yes

You try to free your feet and make an escape, but as you grab at the tail, she drags you in close and you feel two pricks on your neck. “This would have gone better for you if you had come willingly...” you hear as you slowly slip into unconsciousness.

You awaken groggily, slowly looking around the room as feeling returns to your body. Strange jars and pots line the shelves on the walls, some containing small creatures others what seem to be body parts suspended in a faintly yellow liquid. Your blood runs cold as you swear you can make out a few sets of mismatched genitals.

You try to get up but realise your hands are bound to both arm of the chair and you are sat with your legs raised to each side by straps hooked to the ceiling. What panics you most though is when you look down and see two white orbs hanging from a couple of pinkish cords running from your body. Your testicles feel cold exposed in the air and sway slightly as you try to shake yourself free.

“Ah good, the subject is awake” you hear from just behind you. Glancing over you see the snake woman just to your left placing a scalpel back down on a small surgical tray and reaching for a jar off a shelf. On the tray your breath catches as you see a stretched out piece of skin that was once your sack, now being lifted and placed in the liquid. “She notices you staring in horror and grins as she says “don’t worry, I’ll complete the set soon enough” staring intently at your exposed testicles and fear shrunken penis.

A strange sensation passed up from your testicles and you realise they are trying to retract from the cold and fear of the situation you are in, but are helpless and simply jiggle limply without their protective sack. She grins at your bouncing balls, and slithers round to the front of you, looking down between your legs.

“My name is merrissa, I’m something of a doctor in these parts and I pride myself of being intimately familiar with all the races of this land” she says casually looking around at the jars on the shelves, “you are something of a rarity and a good doctor should know their all potential patients inside and out” she punctuates this with a swift flick to your left testicle, sending it swinging wildly as pain shoots throughout your body.

“Ssseems these little organs are quite sensitive without that little bit of skin holding them in, really seems like a design flaw to me but I can’t say I’m excited to find out what makes them tick.” Her tongue sneaks out as she smiles at the swinging nut. “Males of my race keep their reproductive organs internal, where it’s safe. Can’t say it didn’t play a part in my fascination of other races and their exposed baby makers” again she flicks your other testicle causing it swing independently of its twin. “Ssso amusing seeing something important just dangle around like that.” Barely suppressing a laugh. “But I think it’s time we get started”