After-Hours Veterinary Exam
Warning: extreme content ahead (see the tags). Adapted from multiple RPs, with major edits for content and minor grammatical edits. Finally, the last 'patient' had left the veterinary clinic and the lights were shut off in the waiting room. Kate retreated to her office, relaxing in the office chair a bit as she scrolled through her email to re-read one that had been sent to her earlier in the week, her amber lynx eyes flitting across the screen. It said quite simply, the date and time approximately 5 minutes from now, and the following message: "My snow leopard pet, Fateclaw, will be delivered to your clinic door at this time. He has a nasty tendency to paw off without being given permission and chastity cages aren't my style. I've warned him multiple times and now it's time for him to lose his balls. I want it to hurt enough that he ends up begging to be fixed and really remembers his lesson. I'll wire your payment after the job is done. Call me when he's (it's) ready for pickup." And, almost on cue, the lynx heard a rapping sound at the glass door of her clinic and a car accelerating away shortly afterward. Kate rolled her eyes at the stupid cloak and dagger routine, she never understood why some couldn't be bothered to treat her less legitimate services just like normal. Regardless, she walked over to the front door and glanced outside to see the handsome leopard standing there with all of the required paperwork to make it legal, at which point she unlocked the door with a bright smile to welcome him in with an equally cheerful, "Hello! Come inside won't you? Your Mistress tells me that you need a check up?" She inquired, even as she reached out to snatch the paperwork away and walk back towards the examination room, lifting one paw over her shoulder to beckon him to follow, "Come along." It's pretty much exactly what one would expect of a veterinarian's office, save for the fact that the steel examination table was twice the normal size in order to accommodate all of her clients. She motioned towards it while setting down the paperwork on her desk to begin reading through it, ensuring that everything's in order. The snow leopard nodded in reply to the lynx's question and walked into the veterinarian's office, mumbling softly "Yes, Doctor." He was dressed in little more than a pair of rather revealing short shorts and a black studded leather collar with a dangling nametag as his bare paws padded on the floor, passing through the empty waiting room and into the examination room. He clambered up onto the steel exam table, clearly much too big for him, as he waited quietly for the lynx to be ready for him. He said "Well um, Doctor... I actually just had a check up about three or four months ago, and I'm feeling alright, so I'm not quite sure why I'm here again, but I think those papers say why?" watching as the lynx opened the sealed folder of paperwork. "Hopefully it's nothing bad..." chuckling a
little anxiously as his tail twitched behind him. Kate quickly flipped through the paperwork, which really was little more than a document confirming that he had willingly submitted himself to being his mistress' pet quite some time ago and then the treatment consent forms which only his legal owner needed to sign. Slipping the papers back into the envelope she sprung back up from the chair she'd sat in to review them and spun around with an enthusiastic grin plastered upon her muzzle. "Nothing bad at all!" she happily proclaimed with a slight shake of her head, "Your mistress is just a bit concerned about the health of your reproductive system is all! You've been a bit more active than you should and she's worried something might be wrong, so I'm going to perform a thorough examination! Okay?" She turned back to her desk briefly to fetch a pair of gloves, snapping them onto her paws, "Now then, will you please remove your shorts so we can begin? And would you prefer a more intimate or clinical examination?" Fateclaw sighed a little in relief as he heard the news as he replied "Okay Doc, that sounds alright. My mistress does play with me a lot... I mean she makes me do everything you could possibly imagine... so that's a little unsurprising" before adding "Not that I'm not appreciative of it of course, I try to be a good pet!" He tugged his tight-fitting shorts off and put them on one of the chairs in the corner of the room, revealing an average sized, for a feline, package with his penis still hidden inside his sheath. He smiled a bit as he thought out loud, "Well, I've never really been given the choice before so I'm not sure what my options are... but intimate sounds a little better?" He sat on the edge of the examination table, legs spread just a little as he waited for further instructions, his name tag catching a glint of light from the white examination room lightbulbs in the ceiling. The lynx held up that latex covered paw at his decision, wiggling her fingers with a soft giggle, "Intimate means that I use these! Instead of this." she paused, her other paw reaching over to open a drawer and hold up a rectal probe briefly before replacing it. "Now then, how 'bout you lie back on the table for me? You can rest your foot-paws on this." one paw pulling out a platform about a foot beneath the table's surface while the other took hold of one ankle to lift his foot-paw up onto it. "That's it, good boy." she cooed warmly while setting his other foot-paw in place, leaving him nicely exposed for his initial prostate exam. She started out simple enough, lifting one paw up to her licks and suckling upon one finger 'til the latex is glistening with her saliva... at which point she watched him with a grin while bringing that finger down to press and wiggle against his tailhole in a brief tease before suddenly forcing her way inside. The snowy-white cat, despite all his experience
at being penetrated anally, still gasped instinctively at the finger making its way past his tailhole and inside of him. He quickly accommodated himself to the sensation, though, as he relaxed himself despite the invading finger, saying "I'm still a little sore in there... Mistress used a rather large equine strap-on on me yesterday, Doc." He winced a little at the memory of that although at the same time he was rather aroused at the whole experience from last night, and it showed as his sheath plumped up barely noticeably. Trying to be a good patient, he tried to keep his thighs as open as possible for the exam, unable to suppress a rather loud whimper as the finger probed right up against his sore prostate, sending shocks of pleasurable pain all through his body. Kate arched a brow at that admission, her lips quirking shortly after as she withdrew that finger after only a brief tease across his prostate. "Oh? Well in that case this should be easy for you!" She brightly proclaimed while turning back towards the line of cabinets along one wall to fetch some proper lubricant... which she proceeded to apply first to his tailhole, and then to her clenched fist. "I did mention that this was going to be an extremely thorough exam, didn't I? So open wide!" another soft giggle sounding as she brought her latex covered paw back between his legs, but this time it's her entire fist pressing against his sphincter... and thanks to the lubricant rather easily forcing its way inside soon as she gave it a swift shove - lucky for him she's a rather petite girl and hence it's no worse than that equine strap-on! And actually a fair bit more comfortable once in to the comparatively narrow wrist, at which point her fingers are free to run across and dance upon his prostate in quite the enticing tease at first. Fateclaw hissed a bit through clenched teeth as he was forced to take the lynx's full fist inside of him. He growled, low in his throat, as he tried to adjust to the size. "Sorry... I can never quite get used to that!" He felt the lynx's fingers probing deep inside of him, each individual finger pressing quite firmly along his prostate as he eventually moans out, after a few seconds, "Oh gods.. that does feel quite nice though, after a little while... Mistress really coached me into liking anal stimulation." as true to his word his five and a half inch, barbed crimson red feline member first peeked out at his sheath opening, and then slowly but surely slid out of the sheath, growing in size until it reached full mast, bobbing with each heartbeat slightly above his slim stomach. His sphincter adjusting to the size of the lynx's wrist made the rest of her examination much easier, as he said "Everything seem OK in there, Doc?" The lynx steadily increased her pressure during the course of that examination 'til she drew at least one whimper from his muzzle, not to mention coaxed a bit of pre from his cock. With that she'd
finally nod briskly and swiftly tug her paw free, "Yup! Everything's in perfect working order back there." Turning away from him she carefully removed both gloves to keep her fur from getting messy, tossing them in the medical waste trash. She'd pick something else up on her way back to him, slipping her lithe figure between his legs, leaning forward just enough for her lab-coat to brush against his erection before she revealed the condom in her paw, "Which means that it's time to take a semen sample, and since you opted for the intimate route I won't be collecting it via electroejaculation." She teased while ripping the foil open, lowering the rolled condom down 'til it met his tip, at which point she gave his cock a few slow strokes to fully cover it while leaning back and using her other paw to part that lab coat to reveal the very naked feline beneath~ Fateclaw smiled, rather enjoying this turn of events now as he chuckled "A semen sample? No problem!" He relaxed on the table a little more as his eyes watched the lynx revealing herself to him, eliciting an appreciative nod as the snow leopard said "You... you are the most beautiful feline I've ever seen... after my mistress of course!" His eyes ran up and down the lynx's revealed fur, lingering over her breasts and crotch as his own cock throbbed in the lynx's grip. He wasn't one to produce much pre himself normally but he was definitely responding to the tactile and visual stimulation, as he started to breathe faster, keeping himself out of politeness from bucking too hard into the lynx's paw. He apologized, "Sorry, this might be a little faster than normal... my mistress doesn't let me cum very much" as he whimpered as the lynx's thumb brushed over the head of his barbed cock repeatedly, her paw stroking up and down rhythmically. Kate licked her lips at that admission, eyes looking back up from his cock as her paw left it twitching in anticipation, "Oh she doesn't? Well then you'll provide me with a nice big, thick, creamy sample, right big boy?" She giggled softly as she posed that question alongside a light pat to his balls. "How 'bout you scoot back just a bit? 'Til your knees are just over the edge." she instructed while slipping her other paw to her lab coat, parting it fully to reveal her lithe figure and the slightest hint of arousal down between her legs. Soon as he'd given her enough room her paws left the lab coat, but before it could fall back into place she sprung forward to land upon the table on paws and knees above him with that lab coat falling to her either side. "Don't worry about not lasting long... 'Cause this is all about you." she practically purred down to him as she rolled her hips downwards 'til the slick heat of her labia pressed around the base of his length and slowly slipped upwards 'til the tip was properly nestled in place. Though she didn't impale herself on him just yet, no, instead she played that little game of cat and mouse to
see just how horny and uncontrolled of a tomcat he was. The snow leopard whined a little as he felt the tip of his feline shaft lie right next to the lynx's hot, beckoning entrance. He didn't dare thrust upward though, as much as all his primal instincts inside his brain might have wanted him to. His tail lashed against the edge of the table, eager for some additional pleasure as his arousal subsided a little into more controllable levels without being actively stimulated by her paw. He murmured "Please... Doc, may I?" He wasn't completely new to this game after all, having been a pet since midway through adolescence, and his well-trained obedience showed. His snowy-white paws curled into fists as he breathed deeply, the lynx's musk permeating the air and just driving him even more wild with arousal. To be frank, he wanted nothing more than to wrap his arms around the lynx's body and force her down onto his barbed cock but he was able to keep it in, the struggle clearly showing on his face. The veterinarian carefully angled her hips while watching his reaction with a crooked grin. She'd fully expected him to take what he'd wanted just like every other pet she'd been asked to fix of that particular problem and hence his pleading denial of his instincts caught her by surprise. 'Course that doesn't mean she's going to go easy and reward him for being a good boy. Far from it. She didn't give him the slightest indication of either permission or denial, instead rolling backwards once more soon as she had his cock at an angle where the tip just barely missed her vagina and instead slipped through the slick flesh of her slit, both it and the remainder of his length rubbing across her clitoris as she rocked back 'til the prickly fur of his sheath teased at her tender flesh and caused a mewlish moan to slip from her lips. She rocked herself against that stimulating fur briefly, soaking it in her arousal while slipping one paw down between his legs from behind her back to feel up his balls. Reversing the motion she purred while bouncing his balls upon her fingers, "Bet you wanna empty these out real bad, don't you?" only to once more perch herself with the promise of her tight little cunt poised before his tip. Fateclaw growled out, louder this time, in frustration at the denial of penetration as his condom-covered shaft slipped right through the lynx's labia. He couldn't help himself any longer with that last prolonged rub of his shaft across the veterinarian's wet folds, as his irritation finally broke through at being denied, "Fuck, I can't take it any more!" The scent of aroused lynx and snow leopard driving him over the edge as he reached up and pulled the lynx in closer just as his hips thrust up right into the lynx's dripping, waiting pussy. He yowled out as his maroon shaft was finally buried, in a single motion, all the way up to the hilt, surrounded by the intense heat of the female's flesh.
Just like his feral ancestors, he quickly began pistoning in and out at a rapid pace, and despite the awkward position of the lynx being on top, established a regular rhythm, the wet sound of penetration filling the examination room. Kate still let a shrill cry slip from her lips despite receiving exactly what she'd expected of the male, 'cause even if she knew exactly what was coming such would merely take the edge off the surprise, not eliminate it. Those pointed ears fold flat atop her head as she simply can't help the instinctive reaction to a male forcefully taking her. But unlike his mistress she doesn't scold or chastise, instead following a tensed mewlish moan she let herself fall forward 'til her paws plant upon the table to his either side. That position pressed her back against him, lush labia grinding in against his sheath while inside a vagina every bit as petite as befits a lynx engulfs his condom-covered cock in its clinging liquid heat. "Mmmmmm... thatta boy. Fuck me like you mean it." she purred down to him before curling her lips and continuing in a somewhat more sultry tone, "Fuck me like I'm in heat and I'm begging for your kittens." A thought that got her trembling both inside and out as she knew this sample was going to be his only chance for that to ever happen. The snow leopard grinned up at the lynx at going along with being fucked, a rare treat for a pet like him as he whispered out "Sounds like you already are begging for it... you're quite a dirty doc, aren't you?" He grunted out with the exertion of driving his cock deep into the lynx's vagina, each thrust feeling his tip press right up against her cervix as the image of the lynx bearing hybrid cubs floated through the snow leopard's mind. The collar on the snow leopard's neck jingled a bit with each forceful push he made, his eyes focused on the lynx's small yet perky breasts as one of his paws left the lynx's back to massage over her left breast, tweaking the nipple lightly as all the while he continued to fuck the other feline rapidly. He can sense himself getting closer to climax, feeling the wetness of the vet drip down to his balls as his gray-furred sac tightens up, signaling that he's on the edge of ejaculating that hot spunk full of potent, virile snow leopard sperm into the condom. Kate simply curled her lips into a knowing grin in reply as there was no need to continue leading him into that fantasy, instead letting his imagination run wild with the possibilities. Which was a good choice on her part given that his paw's unexpected groping coupled with the sweet agony of his cocktip delving deep enough to prod at her cervix caught her adequately off-guard to send her spiraling out of control. The sweet mewl slipping from her lips interrupted by a swift series of whimpered whines, each increasing in pitch until she finally threw her head back towards a ceiling with a proper cry of ecstasy as her climax
crashed over her. Lithe form tensed and squirmed both inside and out, the sharp pleasure curled both fingers and toes. And it's little wonder that the resulting rhythmic contractions of the smooth muscles lining her vagina coaxed him past the edge as well, but unlike that fantasy she'd planted in his head every drop of his pent-up load simply bloats the reservoir of the condom rather than squirting through her cervix to a fertile womb. The pet's hips stayed thrust up, flush against the lynx's own, for a few seconds while each spurt of kittycum burst from the tip of his shaft, filling up the condom that was wrapped tightly around his spined cock while his toes curled in absolute bliss. It was clear to any observer that he was cumming simply from looking at the leopard's scrotum, the twin spheres nestled inside pulled up tight against his body. After a few long moments though, he finally relaxed back down onto the examination table, leaving only his tip still inside of the lynx as his member slowly softened. His muzzle was open, tongue lolling out a bit as he caught his breath, saying "Well.. that was quite a ride. Thanks, Doc... I really needed that... my Mistress never lets me have treats like this! I'm sure you got a really fantastic sample, you really had me going!" He motioned to the condom "Looks like the volume at least is pretty good..." Kate recovered fairly quickly from her own climax, head slowly rolling back down to look at him which panting lightly to catch her breath. 'Course before saying anything she looked down between her legs with a soft giggle at the feel of his swiftly receding cock slipping free from her slick sex so soon, noting the slight mess of her own arousal that she'd left in his fur as she did. Looking back up she nodded in initial agreement with a bright, "Yup!" before gracefully sliding backwards off the table and back to standing. From there she could properly reach forward to carefully coax the filled condom off his cock, holding it up to the light for a further visual inspection before nodding, "This will do just fine." With that she turned 'round back to a nearby counter where she proceeded to carefully empty the condom into an already prepared test tube with his name on it. Once every drop is squeezed out, along with a bit of her own juices of course, she plugged the top and bent over to stick it in a surprisingly full freezer, though sadly that lab coat almost completely obscured his view. Walking back over between his legs she offered a warm smile even as her paws subtly slipped his spread ankles into a pair of restraints built into the table. "Now then, all that's left is to examine your testicles!" she exclaimed with a bit more glee than he should be comfortable with, especially since she was walking 'round to the other side of the table and coaxing his wrists into another pair of restraints shortly after, "Sorry about this, but it's a necessary precaution 'cause
some guys really don't react well to a girl poking at their balls." The snow leopard's brain registered a little bit of anxiety at the thought of having his balls examined, but the afterglow of his orgasm muddled his thoughts a little as he simply nodded and said "Huh? Oh, okay... yeah, makes sense Doc, they're probably a bit less full now though..." He was rather compliant with having his ankles put into the black leather cuffs attached to the two opposite lower corners of the exam table, and, still thinking about what a blissful experience he'd just had, quite nicely allowed the lynx to grasp each of his wrists tightly and attach them to the upper corners of the table as well, leaving him extremely securely tied down to the table. The snow leopard tried to move his arms and legs, a little uncomfortable with being tied down so tightly but found that there was nearly no give at all to the wrist and ankle cuffs, being barely able to move an inch in either direction in any of his four extremities. He was completely spread eagle in an X shape out on the table, unable to resist whatever the lynx had in mind for him. He grimaced a little with discomfort and said "Well... hopefully you're not going to be too rough down there... although if you are, it was smart on your part to tie me down... when Mistress wants to be torture my balls she doesn't give me any room to move too." The way his legs were forcibly spread almost made it almost seem like the gray cat was subtly asking for whatever was to come... Kate giggled softly at that bit of information as she strolled back down to where she could give his balls a gentle pat, "Well that must be why she wants me to give them such a thorough examination! Make sure they're still alive and well!" She turned back to her desk briefly to snap another pair of latex gloves onto her paws before fetching nothing more than a scalpel and some surgical thread from a drawer and returning... with that flicker of reflection from the blade matching the eager glint in her eye all too well. "In that case I bet this won't be any worse than anything you've previously experienced, it's still gonna sting though." she warned as she leaned over the table from the side, obscuring his view of her operating area shortly before he'd feel one of her paws taking hold of his balls and holding them off to the opposite side. The resulting stretched flesh of his scrotum parted easily beneath the scalpel as she made an incision just beyond where it met with his groin, the sharp sting certain to set him into a panic. And if it somehow didn't then her other paw rolling his right testicle back over towards that opening and giving it a gentle push to pop it through onto her waiting paw certainly would. She leaned in close to it, playing true to her claim of giving his balls a thorough examination, complete with the prodding of a latex-covered finger to roll it around until she was content. Setting it down on the cold
metal table she looked up to him with a giddy, "Good news! That one appears to still be in perfect health, now let's check on the other one!" Which is exactly what she does, repeating the entire process with medical precision until both of his bared testicles are left sitting on the table with those thick bundles of nerves, muscle, vessels, and tubes still connecting them same as they'd been when inside his scrotum. Fateclaw gulped a little as he heard the warning and braced himself for perhaps some deep palpation of his balls and perhaps some squeezing... but nothing could have readied him for what actually happened as he felt, after some deft manipulation of his scrotum by the lynx's paws, the slicing of the scalpel into the upper right area of his scrotum, a clean straight cut with surprisingly little blood a little over an inch in length easily parting the fur and skin of his sac. He struggled on the examination table, instinctively trying to kick away at the veterinarian but there's naught he can do, being restrained as he is, the positioning of his wrists and ankles not letting him budge at all. Instead all he can do is yelp out in pain, howling at the lynx "What the fuck! What is happening down there!" as he tried to lift his head as best he could off the table, trying to see what was happening. What occurred afterward, the sensations going to his brain, were almost incomprehensible to him as he felt his right testicle exposed to the outside air for the first time as, with a few adjustments of the lynx's gloved paws, it simply popped out of the cut in his scrotum. The shock of placing the testicle down onto the cold examination table was almost electric, sending him to new levels of pain as he screamed out his discomfort "Oh god, please Doc, just stop, whatever you're doing, what did I do to deserve this!" almost blabbering incoherently now, a stark contrast to the lynx's calm, clinical tone. He continues throughout the examination of his left testicle as the second cut is made and it, too, is revealed to the world. Finally, the lynx moves away from his groin just enough for him to see what has happened, the two smallish orbs, purplish veins almost artistically running across their surface with the cords running back into his sac and into his body, lying on the steel table, as he says "Wait, no no no... are you... are you gonna castrate me? Fix me like a common feral cat? Please don't... I'm a male, I don't want to lose my balls..." The lynx shook her head with a gentle tsk, "Naughty boy, since when does what you want matter?" That was all the more of a hint she gave that his mistress was responsible for the decision though, since she was far too caught up in both his agony and the beauty of those two cute little kitten-makers lying on the table. Setting the knife aside she once more sprang up onto the table, simply sitting on her knees between his legs for now as her paws reach down to lift his left ball's
cords off to one side and loop a bit of the surgical thread around to tie it off. Sure if she just left it like that for long enough his testicle would die from the lack of blood flow, but for the time being it just added a further edge to every sensation still coursing through. Repeating the process on the other side she did finally shake her head, "And I'm not gonna fix you like a common feral cat, they at least get a local anesthetic. Not to mention I'd be cutting off their balls right now and stitching them back up." With his blood supply tied off right near where the vessels leave his scrotum she no longer needed to worry about a bloody mess and hence picked up his right testicle, holding it up for clear display to him before giving it a gentle squeeze, "No, with you I get to play with them while they're still attached! What should I do with this one? Chew it up and eat it?" Even as she made that threat with a toothy grin to match she lowered her head, first offering it a tormenting lick from that characteristically rough feline tongue before parting her jaws further and tossing it inside. Following a brief suckling a warm roll of her tongue pushed it up between teeth, simply letting it rest there for a few long seconds before applying a light pressure as if she was going to do exactly what she'd claimed... but instead of grinding it to much in her muzzle she let it slip free from between her teeth and spit it out back onto the table, sticking her tongue out with a playful, "Nowhere near so tasty as the sperm it makes!" Fateclaw, unfortunately for him, did not pass out from this whole ordeal, forced to endure the entire process of the lynx playing with her prey - in this case, the poor snow leopard's tortured and exposed testicles. His agonal moans and rapid breathing reflected the extreme pain that radiated throughout his body from his crotch, biting down on his lip in an attempt to distract himself from at least some of the pain. The tongue on his right testicle was the worst, as the sandpaper-y texture of the lynx's tongue scraped the flesh of his exposed ball and caused him to yelp out yet again in renewed pain. He no longer had the breath to scream, as he could only whine and whimper occasionally now with the more intense sensations. The burning feeling on his right testicle only increased as it was taken into Kate's paradoxically soothing mouth, and the pressure of the bite was ten times worse than any squeezing he'd ever experienced on his balls while it was still safely hidden inside his sac. All the while throughout this he could only moan out "Please... I'll do anything for you... just stop! You can still save my balls! Please, tell my mistress I'm sorry for whatever I did to get this punishment..." unaware of the surgical ties around those life-giving cords to his testicles. He had also stopped struggling as hard, clearly tired out in combination with the pain. The vet looked to him with a slight
pout, "Stop being such a cry baby, none of my feral patients whine this much!" It was the first time that she was somewhat harsh towards him with her words. Fateclaw growled in unbridled rage as he said, voice low in his throat, "My kitten-makers... are not toys for you to play with! If you're just going to play with them... just... stop and make this end already!" It was clear that the lynx was not going to spare him any mercy at all and he'd clearly given up hope, with the pain from all the manipulation of his over-sensitive exposed balls subsiding into a constant level of unignorable background pain - perhaps his nerve endings had finally given up, or perhaps the lack of blood flow was finally kicking in and reducing the pain he was suffering. In any case, he whimpered as he lay his head back against the table, banging his head against the exam surface and just wishing he could pass out already so he wouldn't have to endure any more torture. Giggled softly in stark contrast to his agony, Kate said, "Awwwww, you want to lose your balls already?" With a evil glint in her eye, the lynx veterinarian began her work, pulling the testicle tightly away, stretching the sperm cord to almost a foot in length before cutting the cord in one slice. Casually she held it up for the leopard to see it, and then, in a display of sadism extreme even for her, she popped it into her mouth and swallowed it whole. Fateclaw let out a long extended whine of pain as the other feline worked. He tried to close his eyes and look away but he somehow couldn't, drawn to stare at his own gelding. The pain in his groin grew and grew, spiking as the cord was stretched away from his body. He couldn't believe what was happening before his eyes, but the gnawing pit of pain radiating up through his stomach kept him conscious. And then, all of a sudden, there was just an abrupt feeling of emptiness as half of his masculinity was removed from his body... to be consumed by the lynx. She gave an exaggerated lick of her muzzle with her tongue as she savored the leopard's devoured testicle. With a purr of satisfaction she idly toyed with the leopard's one remaining kitmaker. "Now..." she purred, indicating this was the end. With sudden swiftness she pulled the tied, exposed final testicle of the leopard tight, cut it in a dramatic arc of her arm, then held it over her open muzzle like a single succulent grape. After a few seconds she released the gonad, it fell into her mouth where she once again chewed and swallowed it in exaggerated satisfaction. Fateclaw squirmed a second time as his second and final testicle was removed, but with the fact that he had already come to accept his fate, neither his body nor his mind seemed to mind as much, even as he knew that he was no longer a 'he' to be honest. He grimaced as he watched the vet seem to enjoy devouring his precious gonad, and then relaxed his head back onto the table, as all the
struggle seemed to escape him. He felt at ease now, despite the empty, phantom pain still in his groin. Kate's work wasn't done, though. "And you even get some cute prosthetics before I stitch you back up!" She offered, fetching the two shaped lumps of silicone from the table and holding them for him to take a look... with each being a notable size smaller than what they were replacing. Fateclaw looked at his ball-less groin, surprisingly little blood on the exam table, much less than the snow leopard would have otherwise expected from the pain he was just put through. He felt rather calm now, to be honest, with the two organs that made him male removed from his body, as well as the source of his pain that he'd gone through for the past twenty minutes. He watched as the lynx held up the prosthetics, surprised that his mistress had at least had the decency to get him those despite the evident size difference between his formerly attached testicles and the fake ones currently in the lynx's paws. He nodded silently and docilely watched Kate return to sitting right between his legs as she readied herself to attach the prosthetics into his currently empty sac. There were brief stabs of pain as his sensitive sac was manipulated, but they were nothing compared to what he had just gone through and he didn't even whine at all throughout the procedure. The lynx rather quickly popped the prosthetics into place and stitched the holes she'd made back up, at which point he was good to go, which she happily declared with a bright, "All done! Now you'll be a good boy and not need the cone, right?" Giggling softly to that she proceeded to release him from the restraints and help him back to his feet outside where his mistress was already waiting to whisk him away.