Bibiballs wrote: Tue Feb 18, 2025 12:23 am In addition to the main question :
How did you felt when you understood what was castration ?

I can't remember that, but it probably didn't took long for me to feel aroused by it. When I was 10-12, I used to look myself naked at the mirror, imagining how it would be much more beautiful without those parts between my legs, like Silver Surfer. I hided them in my hand and behind legs. But I wasn't really aroused by that until I was 13 or 14.

I was about 11 when I was first exposed to harmful/abusive (really bad stuff) sexual content online. I was trafficked for most of my childhood online. I was about 14 when I first understood the word eunuch in the Bible. I’ve pretty consistently wanted to be a eunuch my entire life but haven’t been able to afford it. When nonbinary became a legal gender I immediately signed up for transition surgery. I didn’t know about nonbinary until my late 20s.

I'd wager about 18, I had a vague interest in history and discovered eunuchs and castration from their position in the Eastern Mediterranean. That coupled with my dysphoria gave me an interest in castration.

doingmybest wrote: Sat Feb 22, 2025 6:28 pm I was about 11 when I was first exposed to harmful/abusive (really bad stuff) sexual content online. I was trafficked for most of my childhood online. I was about 14 when I first understood the word eunuch in the Bible. I’ve pretty consistently wanted to be a eunuch my entire life but haven’t been able to afford it. When nonbinary became a legal gender I immediately signed up for transition surgery. I didn’t know about nonbinary until my late 20s.

Despite all that's been happening in the US I do have to say you're all very much ahead when it comes to gender. I'm sorry to hear about your childhood, if I may ask what did you mean by "I was trafficked for most of my childhood online." ?

I’ve been around veterinary surgery since I was 7. My dad’s a vet, so I basically grew up in the clinic. I remember standing in the operating room, way too small for the scrubs, watching him perform surgeries. It was fascinating—seeing the precision, the focus, the calm in the chaos. Sometimes, I got to help in tiny ways—passing tools, holding a light. Nothing major, but it felt huge at the time. Those early experiences in the OR sparked my interest for castration/neutering, since most of the time, I was helping there.