The experiment's true purpose is revealed!

After that, the women took our measures, asked us some questions about our sex lives (I lied about my early life), recorded the size of our loads, and then had us both sit in large examining chairs. Once Paul and I were sitting down, some metal restraints opened from the chairs and closed around our wrists and legs, binding us to the chairs. The girls then placed our dicks inside some kind of big rubber harness with a nozzle, both with cords leading to a terminal.

“Welcome to the testing phase of our experiments, boys!” Debra purred, as she started up the machine. “The questions were just a preliminary - this machine is what we want you two to try.”

“This machine you're hooked up to can, if we press the right buttons, bombard your genitals with Omega radiation. The radiation should lower your testosterone and shrivel the size of your penis and testicles dramatically.” Stacy explained, “And just to prove we're not bluffing…”

The girls played a short video on a screen to us, clearly showing the machine being attached to a man’s genitals, turning on, and emitting light and noise as it worked. When the machine stopped, the girls took off the nozzle to discover a truly pathetic set of dick and balls - way too small to fuck.

“We've already confirmed the machine’s performance on average cocks, so now we're gonna see if big manly cocks like yours can be destroyed as easily!” Stacy gloated.

“Now, we only need ONE test subject for the machine...but we could shrink you both, I guess…” Debra looked right at me, “Richard! Maybe I could give you a micropenis? Or perhaps Paul deserves to be punished with a pindick? Or maybe you'll both leave here with cute little toys…?"