You awaken after a late night of indulgence to Me, your chipper, smiling girlfriend, presenting you with a box. When you open it, you're shocked to find a severed cock and balls nestled inside. Not just any cock and balls...YOUR cock and balls! It would seem that in your altered state, I was able to convince you to align yourself on a more permanent basis with My lifelong crusade to castrate all men. But don't worry! I'm going to explain all the reasons why you're better off this way—much less distracted by your hormones or the whims of your useless (former) appendage, much more capable of submitting to the Superior Gender, much more suited to being My docile, obedient pet eunuch. I have no doubt that you'll find I can be very persuasive. This clip doesn't contain any direct humiliation, though My tone is one of condescension and mocking. This clip assumes you are a man with a penis...or at least, a man who used to have a penis ;) Please also note that in order to remain racially inclusive, the "severed cock" is not visualized onscreen.