#nullification

It honestly doesn't make sense. How do you know what genitals are surgically altered? And even if you can tell from scars (ie phalloplasty scars on the arm), what makes them any different from natal genitalia?

Like, let's really get into this here.

Is it a natal clitorophallus, or is it a metoidioplasty/phalloplasty without vaginectomy, a penile preserving vaginopasty, a person with bottom growth + a vaginectomy, etc?

Is it diphallia, or is it a phalloplasty + metoidioplasty creating two phalluses, or a person with penile splitting creating diphallia?

Is it someone on the agenital spectrum, or is it a person with nullification?

Is it a person with a natal penis + erectile dysfunction requiring a penile implant for erection, or is it a person with a phalloplasty?

God, why did I even come to this party…

Rhea held onto her own arms for comfort, minty green hyena fur bristling under her grip. Her long coati tail flicked nervously as she weaved between groups of partygoers. She wasn't sure where she was going - the bar? the restroom? the exit? - but right now, every few seconds, it just felt like she had to walk away from where she'd been. The pounding music and bursts of laughter from all around only made the striped hyena shrink in on herself more, keeping her eyes locked on the ground as she walked, save for when she had to pick out a new path between the crowd.

I could be relaxing at home, she kicked herself mentally. Checking this place out seemed like a nice idea after finally moving to the city, but she was regretting the impulsive decision already. I don't even know anyone here…

Every few moments, Rhea had to flinch away from other attendees on the move, her mind finding more excuses to curse at herself each time. Distracted. Impolite. Antisocial. The atmosphere was like deep sea pressure, crushing her from every angle as she struggled and floundered uselessly to escape-

"Hey!"

Her spiralling was interrupted by a massive paw settling on her shoulder. Rhea's fur stood on end, and she felt like she would've jumped several feet in the air if the paw wasn't holding her down. As it stood, her body settled with letting out a frightened 'EEP!!'

Spinning around, Rhea brought her gaze up to meet… the largest plushie she'd ever seen. It was at least half again as tall as the hyena, and appeared to be modeled after some kind of goat; albeit one with three eyes, four arms, and a massive tail that seemed like a cross between a beanbag and a body pillow. The big blue living plush gave Rhea a gentle smile and a little wave as it looked down on her, idly fiddling with the golden zipper that ran from its neck down to its crotch. When it spoke, the voice was low, smooth, and as soft as the velvet throat it came from.

"Aww, sorry for the scare! My name's Vee, and I just couldn't help but notice, it looks like you're a bit on edge." It tilted its head at her sympathetically, giving her shoulder a soft squeeze. Its voice wasn't raised at all, speaking at a normal, conversational volume, yet somehow Rhea could hear it clearly through the clamor of the party. "You poor thing… I'm sorry your anxiety is getting the better of you! I think you need some help calming down…"

Rhea shifted nervously, moving a hand to cautiously push Vee's paw off her shoulder. Rather than let go, though, the plush grip just slid down the side of her arm, rubbing her fur slowly. Rhea tried to give a polite smile that came out as more of a grimace, looking away. "O-oh, that's nice of you, thanks! But it's okay, I was just-"

Vee's grin widened, and before Rhea could react, she was scooped up into a tight, squishy embrace, all four of its arms squeezing her into its warm chest. Just two of its thick forearms were enough to fully cover Rhea's back, and a paw on the back of her head pressed her face right between Vee's pillowy breasts, meaning she was almost completely surrounded in plush from the waist up. Shocked, the hyena tried to let out a cry or a struggle, but the plushsuit hugged her nice and tight enough that all her efforts did was press deeper into the fabric with a muffled 'MMMFFFH?!?'

"No, trust me, darling. I know exactly what you need. This'll make you feel much, much better~" Vee chuckled, running a paw through Rhea's wavy hair like it was soothing a pet. Its voice echoed all around her, just another part of the softness encasing all of her senses. "Why don't you just lean in, take a deep breath, and relax…"

The pressure on Rhea's head increased, lodging her snout deeper between plush breasts, forcing her to breathe in through the smothering fabric. Doing so sent a strange feeling through her body, like a heavy blanket settling on her while she was already sleepy, despite the gut-twisting anxiety she'd been twitching with barely a minute ago. Vee's scent was a mixture of freshly laundered polyester and cotton, with a hint of lavender, and it made Rhea feel… hazy. Warm. Soft. The slow massage she was getting, plush paws petting and rubbing and pressing at her sides and back, only enhanced the sensation of her mind and body falling and sinking into Vee's embrace.

"Thaaat's it, dear." Vee continued to pet Rhea, looking straight down into her drowsy eyes. Her irises started to pulse with a golden glow, as if they were reflecting the zipper tab resting on Vee's neck. "Let all that tension slip out of your body…"

Rhea would have nodded if she had the energy or freedom to. She could feel it. She could feel all of the tension, all the hard pressure from within, all of it evaporating away in the comfortable warmth. Something else, something nice and soft, was replacing it, filling her up, filling her… out..?

The feeling in Rhea's paws was shifting, like her sense of touch was becoming both stronger and less responsive at once. The texture of her fur was getting softer, her whole body squishing into the hug just a bit more as it started to mimic Vee's form in consistency. Rhea's fingers fattened until they merged, with the handpaws they were attached to puffing up to match. Her new plush mitts were trying to hug Vee tighter to make up for the lack of density, which the plushsuit responded to with an approving chuckle and firm, loving massages over Rhea's changing form.

A paw reached down to the hyena's rear, squeezing it teasingly, patting her tight shorts as the ass underneath them began to swell and strain against the clothing. Even as they became soft and plush, the sheer growth rate of Rhea's thighs and tail pushed the shorts to their limits and beyond, shredding it with a rrrrrip that the hyena could hear even through her smothering. While she still felt hazy and weightless, the breasts around her head muffling resistance, the sound at her waist brought her attention to something else that had escaped it thus far.

Maybe it was the feeling of being groped and massaged all over. Maybe it was being held and guided by a large, matronly figure who insisted it knew what was best for her. Or maybe Rhea just had a thing for plushies. Whatever the case, Rhea's dick had been slowly, steadily growing, her erection pressing against Vee's thigh, squishing in even moreso now that her pants were gone completely. Reflexively, she tried to grind herself into the fabric, her movements lazy and lethargic in imitation of humping her pillows at home. Vee laughed, petting Rhea's head again and responding by pressing its thigh in tighter, pinning it upwards against Rhea's lower belly. "Now, now. As utterly adorable it is to have you trying that, I don't think this is that kind of party. And I don't think you're that kind of plushie. All the same, though… I could never fully take that kind of pleasure away from a toy like you~"

The transformation overtaking Rhea seemed to surround her cock, her thighs and belly squishing it tight while Vee's own pressed in from the other direction. As the pressure increased, fabric spread over her groin, trapping her genitalia in a soft, squishy pouch. It squeezed inwards, reshaping her crotch like it was the rest of her body, and after mere moments, the only thing between her legs was a nullified plush pad filled with lightly weighted beads. As Vee pushed its thigh into the puffy pad, though, the sensations flooding Rhea were still as arousing as ever, only sweeter, hazier, almost syrupy as it spread to her head.

"There. Much better!" Vee purred, grinding its thigh into the nullpad as it let its attention return to the rest of the transformation, "Still plenty pleasurable, but you'll need to ask for help. Good plushies never play alone!"

Rhea would have nodded in understanding if her head wasn't still stuck deep in Vee's breasts. Complicated things like concepts and reasoning were a bit beyond the range of her fluffy, cloudy thoughts right now, but if the nice plushie holding her was saying something smart, then surely it had to be right.

Vee leaned back, lifting Rhea higher to make room for her still-growing legs and tail. Unlike the mitts that replaced her hands, her digitigrade paws had flattened into large, padded, three-toed feet attached to fat columnar legs. Her coati tail had thickened immensely into a puffy, tapering sauropod's tail, the appendage bouncing gently against her cheeks before fully parting them as her proportions changed entirely. Vee tilted its head to the side to get a good look at its handiwork, smiling wide.

"Look at you now! You were so small and tense earlier, but it's so much better to be big and soft instead, isn't it?" It hugged Rhea's currently-unchanged shoulders and head tighter, loosening its grip on everything below to give her more room to grow. Turning its head, it admired the small crowd around the two of them, one that was growing as partygoers realized how much space the new plush would require. Their expressions ranged from confusion to interest to excitement, and Vee noticed a few faces in particular blushing and shifting their thighs as they focused on the transformation. Vee chuckled, increasing the intensity of the heavy petting it gave Rhea's hair, letting its presence warp and fill her mind one final time.

"Plushies have a lot more fun at parties, darling~! Bodies and brains all full of fluff… it's so much easier to mingle and make friends when you're so easy to hug and snuggle!"

Soft, Rhea's thoughts repeated. Big, soft, plush… With what freedom of movement she had, she nuzzled into Vee's breasts, breathing deep and sighing happily. Comfy… cozy… cuddle…

Her own breasts were squishing under Vee's, puffing up into round, smooth pillows bigger than her head. As the fabric slowly creeped up her chest and upper arms, it all came together at her neck, which started to tingle with a growing tension. Vee could feel it too, looking down and raising its eyebrows. "Goodness, at this rate, you might poof up even bigger than- OOP!"

Its forecast was simultaneously interrupted and proven right as Rhea's neck sprung upwards and outwards, flinging itself like a pool noodle into the air. The head that was yanked out of Vee's embrace with a cartoony POP! was that of a somewhat startled sauropod, and with the transformation complete, Vee let her go, allowing her to stumble backwards and land on her rump. Rhea sat up, her tail sticking forward between her legs, and bent her giraffe-like neck down to look over herself as the haze began to clear a bit.

"Wha…?" Rhea's voice was deeper, now, rumbling out of her and echoing through her long, long neck. She still felt fairly dizzy, but it was a good dizzy, like she was in a pleasant, lucid dream. "I'm, um… bigger? Better? Sssofter?" She slurred her words as she wiggled her toes and patted her mitts against each other. A smile spread over her face, her eyes half-lidded as she realized what she'd become: A goofy, grinning Giraffititan, one of the biggest and cutest dinosaurs she was able to remember! "Wwwow… um, uh, yyyayyy! Thanks, thanks…!"

Vee raised its arms in the air as it led the amassed crowd in a cheer, beckoning a few curious onlookers forth, encouraging them to touch and squeeze and hug Rhea's new parts. "That's right, there you go! What a delightfully dazey dino you make, dear!" It reached out and guided one of Rhea's mitts onto the head of a partygoer that was flopping over her thigh and giggling, clearly drunk and having fun. Together, they helped the person climb up onto Rhea's chest, allowing them to nuzzle into one of her breasts with a happy sigh. Vee looked up to Rhea, meeting her ditzy gaze with a proud smile. "Much, much comfier and cozier now, aren't you? Gonna make lots of new friends?"

Rhea laughed and nodded in response, her head swaying up and down a couple feet as she did. "Uhm, yyh… yeah! Yeah, cozy, hhhappy to get comfy with… hhh, new friends…!" She hugged her first 'new friend' tight, and as they settled against her chest, she felt a wonderful, wonderful warmth from the embrace. It was better than anything she could remember, holding a person close like this. It gave her pleasure. It gave her purpose. She instantly understood exactly what was so perfect about being a plushie, and the feeling only grew greater as more folks touched her, hugged her, laid over her tail and legs and belly.

With a long, satisfied sigh, Rhea relaxed, smiling as the folks on her belly sank in a bit deeper. Her eyes lazily swept over the crowd around her, and she realized how grateful she was that most of them were treating this like it was completely natural. A small group had settled in between her tail and a thigh, sitting on it like a beanbag bench as they laughed and drank and exchanged stories. Right here, right now, Rhea was a friend, a mascot, and a decoration all in one. It was the best possible way to finally feel comfortable at the party, and that filled her stuffing with more euphoria than she'd thought possible.

Vee clapped Rhea on the back and rubbed the base of her neck, its remaining free paws dusting off its torso to clean away little green tufts of shedded hyena hair. "You look real, real happy, dear. I'm so glad I could help. I'm proud of you."

Rhea twisted her neck, letting her head lower to face Vee, laughing happily. "Thhhank you! Thanks so muchhh, haha… This is," she sighed again, "this is jusssst perfect…"

Grinning, Vee took Rhea's head in two paws and pulled her close, giving her a soft plush kiss on the tip of her snout. Reaching into one of the pockets on its belly, it deftly pinched a little golden patch of fabric between its digits. Embroidered on one side was the logo of Stuff-A-Plush!, a plushie store that Rhea vaguely remembered walking past a couple times, with an address and phone number on the backside for good measure. Vee pressed a finger against Rhea's mouth, causing her to reflexively and obediently open it for Vee to deposit the patch on her tongue.

"In case you need to find me again," it explained with a wink. Stepping back, Vee mimed wiping sweat from its brow. "Now, if you'll excuse me… I could happily make new plush friends all night, but one as big as you certainly takes a lot out of a lady!" Vee flicked the golden zipper tab lying at its neck, turning to scan over the crowd. "I think I'll be off now, I'd love to make a different kind of friend… Someone who's had a long night, someone that deserves some nice, cozy rest and a whooole lot of care."

It licked its chops hungrily. It was bound to find someone meeting that description at a party like this, and feeling as proud as it was right now, Vee was greatly looking forward to filling itself up with a happy, comfy battery.

Rhea didn't fully comprehend Vee's words, but she got the gist of it okay. Gulping down the patch on her tongue, she nodded and nuzzled Vee's shoulder one more time. "Okie dokes! Have a nice, nice night, miss!" Exchanging one more smile, the plushies parted ways, and Rhea returned focus to the cute little friend resting on her breast. Her squishy mitts pressed them in tighter, and she lowered her face down to nuzzle and kiss the top of their sleepy head, drawing out happy giggles and squirms. The night and the party would be long, and Rhea was content to enjoy every single second of it.

This story was adapted from a comic as a trade! Read it here!

Nullification surgery is a specific type of bottom surgery that leaves the recipient with no genitals! Just a small hole for urinating and otherwise smooth between your legs!

Or I’m your cute poseable ball jointed doll you like to dress up and pose in scenes. You’re in the middle of switching me from my masc pink button ups to a cutesy little dress because I’m going to a girls only tea party scene! And as you tug the clothes off of me, you find yourself needing to crack your fingers more, then your knuckles, then your wrist, and you keep cracking them absent mindedly, only noticing how your skin shines eerily and how there’s lines along the joints as you reach over for my dress. Then before you can even begin to slide the dress onto me you realize you’re shrinking and stiffening, and in your last mobile moments, you manage to throw yourself onto my shelf, right on top of me! And there we are, naked plastic dolls pushing into each others tits and tummies and smooth groins, our lips so close yet so far, it’s tantalizing! And we can only hope whoever finds us bothers to absently clack our heads together in the closest approximation of a kiss two dolls can have, but we’ll have been so pent up that the faux kiss will be like nirvana!

(something i forgot to mention, gabapentin makes me absolutely STUPID. not the fun kind of stupid like with marijuana or ketamine. it's a boring stupid. your thoughts are just slow. but it did help a lot with nerve pain)

Also I'm gonna add that nerves are reconnecting. I'm feeling jolts of pleasure when im rinsing off with the showerhead and when im in a car that goes over a bump.

when i kiss girls I feel a ??? between my legs but i don't have the words to describe it yet. it's different from getting hard but honestly, not as different as you'd think. it's all the same stuff down there but in different locations. as much as i really wanted to keep exploring that feeling, it's definitely too early for it.

Updates to sexuality page definitions, links, formatting, flags

updates to nonbinary page. added maverique and edited definitions and formatting

updates to miscellaneous page - link added for the french

updates to breast page (added section for gynecomastia)

updates to b page - added hyperlink to bra section and bigender

updates to penis page - certain intersex variations moved to bottom of page

updates to intersex page - fixed a lot of typos. moved certain sections to other pages, added a lot of hyperlinks, added more info about aromatase excess syndrome as per ask box request

updates to vulva page (adding bits regarding intersex stuff)

updated orchiectomy page

updated hysterectomy page

added definition for gender neutral to "G" page

minor edit to nullification page

Screenshot of what the agender section looked like for a brief moment in time below:

I've been thinking about that for over a year and now I've finally decided that I'm going to be a complete nullo this year :)

Genital nullification is a procedure practiced in a body modification subculture made up mostly of men who have had their genitals surgically removed. Those undergoing the procedure often go by the name of nullos, and are not necessarily transgender or nonbinary; some identify as eunuchs. The term nullo is short for genital nullification.