go all the way

You sit flat and slightly push your hips forward to give Samantha access to your genitals. You thought this would be scary and make you anxious but it's much the opposite. You never realized how much anxiety you had over your small penis. How much of your ego was constantly telling you how much you weren't enough, how much you need to excel in every other area to make up for this one thing that had shackled you since birth. How much harder your failures hit you because you had nothing to fall back on. No, you weren't worried about your injured pride after giving up your penis, you were worried how you'd go on with this tiny anchor if the medicine didn't have the effects you hoped for. You wanted rid of this wretched bit of flesh that ruined even the few pitiful times you had convinced a woman to sleep with you.

The injection is white hot for a moment and then fades. Even the pain felt right. It was in the right place and hurting the right thing. Now that you've accepted what you are and everything had clicked into place your hatred for this organ that had hid in your subconscious was blaring out. You had finally separated it from yourself and what was once self hatred now found its proper target. So many years of mediocrity, sating yourself with video games and porn. Just enough to keep you going to work every day and filling up your retirement account and for what? So you could have gone on that way forever?

These are the last moments you'll have with your cock and tears of happiness are coming to your eyes to celebrate that fact. Samantha, is similarly elated but having been lying to herself much less for the past years was holding together much better.