Day Fourteen
“Strong nylon. Lined with fur. It won’t break... and it won’t cut off the circulation.”
Miss Karen lectures as she carefully encircles Roberto’s ball sac with a loop of the described material. Having finished morning ablutions, feeding and tongue exercise, Miss Karen’s fingers work about the recently infused flesh. She smiles in noting its suppleness. Yesterday’s infusion ended with Roberto taking well over a liter of saline... an enormous quantity if induced quickly. But at the desert facility, nothing needs to be quick. Within an hour or two, Roberto’s scrotum ballooned to the size of an overly ripe melon. Joey was quite amused as Roberto looked on in shock, petrified that his flesh would burst... which Miss Karen knew full well would not happen.
Now Roberto again lies in
