I was quite sickly as a youth and I believe that is the reason I am now so slight of build.  As I usually was the smallest boy, I was always the easiest to pick on.  The results of my youth led to the problems of my adult hood.  I have more phobias than I can count but the most depilating had to be my agoraphobia.  Each day my greatest challenge would be to walk out on my front porch as I had long since given up the idea of leaving my house.  

The one bright note for modern day agoraphobics was now we were able to shop on line and to keep up with world.  As I was wont to do on most days, I was surfing the net as they say and I came along an advert from a company called 'Phobia Control Inc.'.  This of course grabbed my interest and I clicked on it forth width.  'We are looking for volunteers to do an in home study on common phobias.  Although cures are not guaranteed, we have found an uncommon rate of reversal.  You see the thing that caught my eye was 'in home study' I wouldn't need to leave my safe sanction.  What if they could resolve even some of the myriad problems and fears I was having.  I could only see it on a positive note, and I clicked on the button to say I wanted to try it.  There was a long form to fill out, which included a list of my known phobias.  As I clicked checkmark after checkmark on their phobia list, I was amazed of how many things I was actually afraid.  I forwarded my application and after a week or maybe two I had forgotten about it when I received a phone call, they asked if I was Hyde-Jones and after I said yes, they went on,
"This is Doctor Hillary Rampart from the Phobia Control Institute.  We have received your application and from the looks of it, I think you maybe a qualified candidate for our program.  If it is alright with you I would like to stop by and go over a few details with you."
This was exciting and I set up a date for Dr. Rampart to stop by.  

She arrived with a Nurse Krump and as I invited them into my home, I was impressed with the good doctor's stature.  Although not a large woman, she seemed to have enormous breasts, which were displayed prominently by her choice of blouses.  Nurse Krump on the other hand was large all over almost intimidating by her size.  Dr. Rampart suggested she start off with a light hypnotizing to see how deep my phobias were.  I reluctantly agreed, as I was unsure if I liked being hypnotized.  She stood behind me with a medallion dangling before my eyes.  As she leaned forward, I found myself between the cleavage of her breasts and that alone was quite peaceful.  I felt a prick in the back of my neck and winced in pain.  The Doctor apologized saying her pendent must have got caught on my neck.  Soon I felt very relaxed, I remember thinking how I liked hypnotherapy, and then I must have gone under.

I woke up naked, on a hard slab with both my feet and hands shackled to the corners.  This has always been one of my biggest fears, at the mercy of someone.  The thought of someone who can do whatever they wish to me while I lie helpless is almost paralyzing to me.  As I lie there, hyperventilating Dr. Rampart and Nurse Krump walk into the room.  Dr. Rampart is wearing some sort of leather costume and there was a large penis shaped appendage attached around her.  The nurse starts to pull on a chain attached to my ankles and I watch as my legs still spread are raised up over my head.  Next, the doctor pulls a lever and the foot of the table, I'm on falls to the floor.  All of this leaves me with my bum spread open and hanging off the end of the table.  The doctor moves to my exposed rectum and proceeds to violate me with her appendage.  The pain is excruciating as she repeatedly shoves her monster in and out and I think I might pass out from the agony.  Out of the corner of my eye, I see the nurse climb upon the table.  She hikes up her uniform and then sits astride my face.  The nurse pulls apart her cheeks and my nose ends up inside her rectum.  As she sits, she pulls her labia apart and puts my mouth between them.  She has effetely shut of all my air and I can no longer breathe.  I start to panic but I cannot move her large derriere has me completely immobilized.  Just as I think I will suffocate she raises her rear-end just a bit to give me some air.  I gasp for air through my nose and the smell is putrid and full of fecal matter.  Just as I think the aroma is too bad to breathe she sits back down on my face thus cutting off my air again.  

I must have passed out from lack of oxygen for when I awoke I was in the dark and still shackled.  My bottom was so sore I was sure my rectum had been torn out.  I was trying to decide which was worse being unable to move or being unable to see when I felt this movement on my naked body.  I couldn't ascertain what it was but I could feel it slither up my legs and onto my body.  I finally understood it must be a snake and a big one as I could feel it on my legs and now my trunk as it kept a steady pace up my body.  I was in a complete state of panic; I lay helpless as my fear of snakes was now being realized.  Suddenly a large light went on over my head and I was blinded by its brightness.  I heard Dr. Rampart say,
"Ah there's Hector, you naughty boy how did you get out of your cage again?"
As my eyes adjusted to the bright overhead lamp, I saw the disgusting head of a giant pale snake staring into my eyes.  The doctor picked up the serpent and as she put it back into its cage, I heard her say,
"I hope you'll stay in there now you naughty boy."
She then turned out the light and left the room leaving me alone in the dark with her pet.

As I lie in the dark in a complete panic, I couldn't help but wonder why these sadists were doing this to me.  They seem to be assaulting me with all my greatest fears.  Of course, they knew my fears from my list of phobias that I gave to them.  I remembered thinking when I filled out the form, 'what could it hurt, and just maybe the institute would be able to help.  God, how many fears did I list and were they going to put me through all of them?  Let me think, fear of snakes, of the dark, being restrained, fear of suffocation, lord I was so afraid of drowning I never went in water, I know I listed others, oh yes, women with unclean hygiene.  I realized I had so many phobias I couldn't remember them all.

The light was switched back on and Nurse Krump came in with something to eat.  She force fed me some foul tasting gruel and then left without even wiping my mouth.  I fell asleep only to have the nurse wake me again.  I watched as she reached under her uniform and pulled off her underwear.  She grabbed my penis and it was only then I noticed I had an erection.  The nurse asked if I was glad to see her, and when I said no way, she laughed and said,
"Well I guess it must be the four or five Viagra that I put in your lunch." 
She climbed up on me and slipped my penis inside her vagina.  As she rocked back and forth, she kept turning her underwear around in her hand.  She them turned them inside out, I could see the dampness of the gusset along with a large yellow patch there were also several brown stains in the back.  She rubbed my face in her underwear stains and when I started to complain, she pushed them in my mouth.  She told me she wanted me to cum in her but I was determined not to allow that to happen.  Next, she began pinching my nipples harder and harder, the pain was horrific and yet it was worse when she stopped.  For some reason each pinch sent a shockwave of pleasure to my groin and I found myself returning her ardor despite my wish not to orgasm.  All of a sudden, I was past the point of no return and then I came as never before.  She began a crawl up my torso, I could feel my issue dripping out of her and onto me, and then she was sitting on my face.  I refused to open my mouth having no desire to taste that vile woman again.  She merely held my nose until I gasped for air and then she deposited my spunk into my mouth.  I finally realized that she would not leave me alone until she had her satisfaction, so I surrendered my tongue to her pleasure until she was sated.  

When she had her fill of me, I begged her for a clean cloth or something to clean myself.  I had no idea how long I had been bound but I was laying in all of my bodily fluids I had released since my capture.  The nurse agreed saying I smelled ripe, I couldn't tell what she was doing until I felt the blast of cold water.  She had a hose and began hosing me off as a common animal. 

Sometime later Doctor Rampart came in; she walked up to me and stuck a needle in my throat.  First, I cried out in pain and then I begged to know what I had been given.  She told me it was the same shot as she gave me at my house.  It all made sense then of course, I wasn't hypnotized I was given a sedative and the pinch I felt was not her broach but a needle.

I woke up in a hospital, I asked the first nurse I saw where Doctor Rampart was, and she had never heard of her or Nurse Krump.  My next question was how I got in a hospital.  She said my sister was worried when she couldn't reach me so she went to my house only to find me unconscious and then call 911.  I asked about my captors, she said there was no one around, and I was in my pajamas in my bed as if I was asleep.  I murmured to myself had it all just been a nightmare.  The nurse shook her head no; she said I had lot of trauma to my genitals.  When I asked her what she meant she said,
"Sir someone has surgically removed them."
I then remembered my biggest fear the one I couldn't think of, the fear of castration.  It took a few seconds to realize the screaming I heard was coming from me.

State Hospital case log # 213556 patient X
Patient remains in an almost cationic state.  This man was kidnapped and tortured with his own phobias and now has lost all touch with reality.  The only positive note in this file is that he no longer has any unrealistic fears or phobias.


