"Given your record in the trials, you are to be freed. But a donation is in order." said the Warden.
"What do you mean?" asked Matt.
"Here in Thornback we don't free people just like that. You're muscles are to be taken from you." said the
warden.
"I don't understand." said Matt
"You're going to be permanently diminished. Your body will loose all definition, your muscles will never be
able to regain their current form and to assure that your testicles will be altered to give you a decreased
amount of testosterone. And just so you won't forget we will reduce your cock to be half of what it is."
"You can do this! I will tell everyone of the fucking insanity in this fucking place, so you can wipe out that
shit-eating grin of your face because you are going to be screwed."
"If you remember. This facility was created with rehabilitation in mind. Those who are freed has their
memories wiped out, but the psychological implications are buried in the subconscious forcing dread whenever
our ex-convicts try to break the laws. Guards take him to the Permanent Chamber."
The two wards entered and carried Matt away while the warden lit a single cigar and looked through his window
the changes that took place on Matt.
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Some time later in another Highschool a group of jocks are teasing the new student that just moved in.
"What a twerp!" said a jock stuffing the newcomer into his locker.
"Did you see him in gym last time, the guy almost doesn't have anything between the legs!"
"In the gym? He was pantsed yesterday by some of the girls. Which is by the way the closest his little weiner
will ever be from a girl again."
The jocks mocked him leaving Matt brooding inside his locker, sulking because somehow he knew all that was the
complete truth.