Mommy & Daughter Bonding Day!

 "You've been in there for at least thirty minutes!" Whined the young boy, battering on the door being held shut tightly on the other side.

"Girls need more time than boys to wash off!" Shot back his sister behind the door, "Do you have to always be so annoying? Why can't you just shut up for one day!"
It was her tone of voice that aggravated him more than anything.
With gritted teeth and a grunt of annoyance the boy redoubled his efforts to slam open the door.
This time he barreled his way into the bathroom, where his sister was in her pajamas toothbrush in hand.
The girl, Brittany, was fourteen years old, and had on cotton pants that were a dark blue, patterned with pink hearts and fit snugly around her waist. A white crop top seemed to hug her in all the right places, accentuating her perky young breasts, and making it plain she wasn't wearing a bra underneath it.
She looked at her brother with an incredulous scowl on her face, "Austin! Get the hell out!"
"You take to long! I need to take a shower too!"
"I don't care what you want idiot! Get out of the bathroom."
"No!" The boy had become feed up, and shoved Brittany causing her to stumble backwards, only just barely managing to catch herself.
Brittany looked at her younger brother with daggers in her eyes before marching up to him and kicking out as hard as she could.
*T H U D*
Her shin slid up between Austin's legs and slammed against his balls!
The boy's eyes bulged in surprise, the wind left his lungs and he collapsed to the floor face first!
On the floor he cried loudly in between deep sniffles, clutching at his bruised groin.
"BRITTANY HIT ME! AAAAAAAH! AAAAAAH!"
Soon there was the tell-tale sound of stairs creaking and her mother appeared in the door way.
"What's going on here?"
"BRITTANY HIT MY GHOULIES!"
"Austin tried to come in while I was still using the bathroom!"
Their mom sighed and looked down at her son, "Austin is that true?"
"S-she had used it for thirty min-minutes already!"
"Well you shouldn't have barged in on a lady, even if she is taking her time. I think your sister probably took it easy on you. Come on we've got to check for swelling."
With that, she picked her young son off the floor and walked him back towards her own room in the house.
As they left Brittany couldn't help but bite her lip and feel between her legs, her fingers came back with a little bit of dampness.
Her mind went to the feeling of his balls on her foot and then how smooth she between the legs compared to him. She giggled at how dumb males anatomy seemed to her, she had thought that when she first found out about testicles. In the beginning it had been a fascination, then it turned into something....enjoyable when she found herself kicking boys nuts all the time! Now she couldn't stop making any excuse or putting herself in any scenario where she might get to crack a pair!

***

"Stop squirming honey...I've got to check if they're injured or not." Carol fished her hand down Austin's shorts and cupped his little nads.
The boy winced and went rigid at the contact.
Carol felt the spongy flesh of her son's little boy plums and twirled them beneath her fingers. She ignored Austin's whimpers as his balls were pulled and squeezed.
At first she really was checking for injuries but slowly she remembered the days of her youth, back when she would hit boys balls on the playground.Back to the first time she saw a boy crumple to the ground in agony from a simple blow between the legs.
After that it had almost become like an obsession to her.
"Mom...." Whimpered her son as he began to tug on her hand.
Still she did not hear him, too lost in the feeling of his slippery pearls. How fragile they were in her grasp.
Her grip tightened more, sinking her fingers in like a deep choke hold around the testes.
Tears started welling in Austin's eyes,
"Mom!" He said a little more forcefully.
Her hands could completely cover his sensitive bits. Carol's mind raced to all the times Austin had been fussy as a toddler, those moments of public embarrassment at restaurants and stores.
All the morning sickness she had suffered while pregnant with him.
Her digits wiggled further and further into the slippery ovals making her son's voice catch in his throat.
"MOM!" The boy shrieked as his knees almost began to knock together, his body sagging towards the source of pain between his legs.
The strain and high pitch of her son's voice finally broke Carol from her testicle-squeezing trance.
She couldn't help but giggle a bit at her own behavior and patted the boy over the pants,
"Sorry honey, but I have to be thorough, seems like everything is still in good working order."
Austin wasn't so sure, he could feel blood rushing to his balls and oxygen return to them and the feeling was nauseating.
"Really sweetie you've got to be more careful with your jewels young man! Don't agitate your sister, if she gives you a particularly well placed kick and you get particularly unlucky well then your grapes are going to go splat!"
The boy when pale as a sheet.
"T-that's possible?!" He asked incredulously.
"Yup!" Said his mom a bit too cheerfully for his liking, "So be careful!"
With that Carol turned and left the boy in his room.
Her heart was practically racing out of her chest as she closed the door. It had been a long time since she had played Austin's nads like that, long enough that the boy couldn't have remembered any previous time. There was a slight tinge of guilt but it was almost completely overshadowed by the deep needing ache between her legs.
Soon she found herself in her own room, her legs spread and her fingers gently teasing herself to the memory of her sons squishy little fruit!

***

It was a rough night for Austin, falling asleep was near impossible.
His aching bruised balls meant there there was nothing even resembling a comfortable sleeping position.
After hours of tossing and turning he finally managed to drift off a few hours before the sting in his groin woke him back up again.
With a resigned sigh the eleven year old stood up out of his bed and started his day.
It was just beginning to be morning, with hints of the rising sunlight peaking through most of the windows.
Enjoying the peace away from his sister and mother, Austin made himself a snack and flipped on the living room television.
It was a needed but short lived peace, just an hour later his sister appeared in the living room wearing exactly the same outfit as the night before.
"Hey Austin," She greeted him with a smirk, "How are your pearls?"
The boy tried to ignore his sisters goading.
"Man you were really crying yesterday, it must've hurt so bad, I'm glad I don't know what that's like."
It was starting to get to him.
"Shut up, I'm trying to watch TV." He grumbled under his breath.
"Oooooh oooh my ballsies! Ahhhhhhhhh! My fragile ballsies!" Laughed Brittany as she grabbed between her legs in mock pain.
"Shut up already!"
"Oh? Are you gonna make me?"
Austin nearly leaped off the coach and started towards his sister.
She waited as he skulked near her.
The boy was still in his night clothes, a plain t-shirt and a pair of dark blue boxers.
"That makes an easy target" Thought Brittany with a devilish grin.
Before the younger and smaller sibling could close the distance, his sister's leg extended fully and once again he found her foot crashing up into his already sensitive eggs!
*S Q U A S H*
"OOOOOF" was all Austin could managed as the air left him again, his hands clasping down on his battered groin and tears beginning to form in his eyes.
He ended up on his back, still clutching his aching package barely able to see his sister's satisfaction through his blurred vision.
"Oh dear....." Sighed Carol as she entered the room and took in the sight before her.
This time Austin did not cry out in agony as he curled up on the floor and only whimpered as the pain took hold of him.
"He must've upset you!" Said the mother to her daughter with a wink.
Brittany's eyes widend for a moment at the surprise of her mom witnessing what she'd just done. The teenaged girl pointed to her brother, "He started it!" She fussed, "He told me to shut up!"
"Austin! That's no way to talk to your sister!" Scolded the mother with a mischievous glint in her eyes.
The boy wriggled on the ground, flipped onto his side, clutching at the bruised spot between his legs.
"S-she made fun of me for h-having balls!" He squeaked from his pathetic position.
Carol tapped a finger thoughtfully on her pursed bottom lip, "Well...I mean they are kind of funny...in a pathetic sort of way."
Austin's heart sank at his mother's words, his ego being crushed by her words in the same way his boyhood had been by his sister's foot.
Carol's mind had been racing since the night before. The feeling of her son's testicles gripped between her fingers still sent a ticklish shiver down her spine. Desire had driven away all other thoughts, she needed that feeling again.
The siblings mother made her way over to her downed son, and slowly helped him up onto unsteady feet.
Austin sniffled and tried to wipe the tears from his eyes holding most of his weight against his mother.
In that moment all the boy wanted to do was hide behind her leg, away from the terror of his sister.
Carol couldn't help but bite her lip and giggle, he looked like such a little boy the way he clung to her.
Gently she put a hand on his head and stoked his hair gently before crouching beside him and patting his back.
Then her face took on an expression that Austin had never seen before, something that almost scared him. And if her face had startled him, the words she said made his blood turn to ice.
"Brittany, maybe you'd like to kick his pearls when he has nothing to protect them?" Her suddenly had a dark and gleeful tone to it.
Her daughter's face lit up with a glee you might see from a child on their birthday!
"Wait...mom can I?" Brittany spoke the words as if asking might cause her mother to change her mind.
Carol slid off Austin's underwear, the boy still processing the words he was hearing, his balls hung swollen and low against his upper thigh. With a greedy hand, Carol snatched up the bruised boyfruit and tugged on them roughly, eliciting a cry from her poor son!
"Of course you can sweetie! I used to do this to boys all the time when I was your age! Honestly I feel like I'm a bit of a bad mother, not letting you kick his plums around sooner! I was the terror of the playground as a girl, I totally understand how you feel dear!"
Austin tried to struggle against his mom's grip only for her grip to tighten down like a vice, making his eyes go cross,his legs buckle at the pain and a slight squeal escape his lips.
"Go on honey! Kick away! They're just nuts after all its not that big of a deal!"
Carol moved so that she restrained her son, his legs hanging open, making his dangling balls completely exposed!
Her eager daughter hardly needed any such encouragement!
With a long, running wind up, Brittany's slender leg came sliding up, like the swing of a bat, right into Austin's unguarded balls!
*S M A C K*
The loud, fleshy crack of the top of her foot on his spongy little sack echoed throughout the whole room!
A great heave came from the small boy as his tender berries were squished horrifically upward, smashing them against his pelvis! His tongue lulled out of his mouth and he went slack in Carol's arms.
His mother squished the boy against her in a hug, her breasts pressing against his back,
"Awhhh! Look at his little nads swinging back and forth, it's so cute!"
The boy had been reduced to a sniffling mess, his own whines sounding much more like someone even younger than he already was,
"M-moooom…"
Brittany rocked on her feet giddily, her head swimming at the excitement she was busting her brother so openly! And with her mother's permission!
"Mom, I have to admit......I've been kicking Austin's balls for years secretly....even when I lied to you and said I didn't do it...I'm sorry."
Carol smiled at her daughter, "Oh sweetheart! I always knew! I just never wanted to punish you for something I would've done myself!"
"I do it at school too! It actually....makes me feel really...excited."
Brittany's mother bit her lip, "That's perfectly normal Brittany." Pausing as her voice turned huskier, "It makes me feel the same way. Why don't you show your brother how glad you are not to have been born with little ballies like him?"
The teen girl smiled and nodded at the more experienced woman, pulling off her white crop top, letting her perky B-cups bounce free.
With sultry strides, she moved closer to her brother like a runway model before pausing as she stood in front of him. Grabbing the back of his head she pushed his face directly into her boobs, to Austin's complete shock!
"This is for that time you stuck gum in my hair!"
*C R U N C H*
Her knee passed right between his open legs like a bullet, ramming into his delicates with a thunderous crack like that of a whip!
It set the boy on the tips of his toes as pain began to choke him, all the while his sister forced him to rub against her budding breasts.
"My turn!" Chirped Carol with girlish glee.
Brittany looked at her mom for a moment with slight shock before grinning widely, "Okay!"
Austin wobbled on his feet as his sister restrained him, only partly registering the words he just heard.
Carol undressed like her daughter had, though her DD-cup breasts were much larger and hung lower.
"Mommy....wait." Croaked Austin as he watched his mom ready herself.
"Oooooh my little boy....You don't get to tell me what to do!" A sharp snap kick came right up, easily hitting both of the boy's little coconuts with the her splayed toes!
*T H W U M P*
This time the blow to Austin's balls made him feel like something had given or snapped in his balls, and he collapsed to the ground, his legs completely giving out."
"Oh get up!" Growled his mom in a tone that neither sibling had ever heard from her. "You can take a few little kicks, your stupid little fruit will be fine!"
*SMACK* SMACK* *SMACK*
Carol didn't let up her assault, alternating between kicking and stomping on her son's precious pearls as he laid flat on his back.
With each kick he felt her toes dig into his nutmeat and each stomp brought his balls flatter to the floor beneath them!
"Wow mom!" Brittany said with awe, "You're incredible!"
Carol winked at her daughter cheekily, "Lots and lots of practice honey!"
Austin's hands clutched at his balls for a moment before sharply pulling away, the slightest touch bringing him pounding waves of agony. The only sounds that the battered boy could manage being strangled gurgles.
Carol slid off her pants, and then her panties, a thin string of her wetness connecting the undergarments to her excited sex.
The teen watched with baited breath as her mother lowered herself down on helpless little Austin's face.
She rocked her hips back and forth, pushing her pussy into the boy's nose.
Carol let out a little huff of pleasure as all the feelings she had suppressed for so long came bubbling upward.
Without thinking to much about it her hand reached out and grabbed her son's injured ballbag.
She felt him tense and squirm beneath her, only causing more friction to her cunt.
Her fingers worked expertly, digging into his little gushers, pinching them till they bulged at one angle and changing her grip so they swished around only to be pinned by her fingers again.
"Mmmmmf, I can feel how swollen they are how they've already starting losing their shape. They feel so squishy right now."
She squished down hard like a vice locking over his balls, illiciting a scream from poor little Austin.
Carol moaned as she felt it vibrate her pussy, her own wetness sliding down the boys cheeks and chin.
"He can't take much more." His mom giggled, "If we keep going his little walnuts are gonna turn to mush."
Austin thrashed beneath her with a wild desperation but it was ultimately futile.
Brittany sighed, sad the fun would soon becoming to an end. "I feel like we were just getting started! It's not fair....Oh whatever I guess we can't *permanently* ruin his nuts."
Carol got up from her son's face, which was a slick mess of flushed red, and crawled over top of him so that she could look him in the eyes.
"Maybe your sister's right.....but then again maybe mommy has *other* plans.
*B W U M P*
Carol brought her ass down on her son's tiny pellets hard. The force of the slam reverberated through her soft and ample ass, nearly making her son's balls totally flat.
The boy tried to scream but at this point no sound would come out.
The teen girl looked at her mother sheepishly, "C-can I do what you did mom?"
"You don't have to ask silly! Come over here."
Sliding off her the rest of her clothes Brittany pressed her young slit directly into Austin's face, her honey trickling off her sex from how aroused she had become.
"Now listen here my little bub." Carol purred darkly, "If you don't make your sister cum I'm going to completely pop your little balloons!"
The two rode Austin for what felt like an eternity to him. Brittany grinding her perfect pink little cunt right into his nose and his mom pressing her pussy almost lovingly against his poor little cock, before slamming down on his balls with her fat ass.
"This wouldn't have happened if you just hadn't been born with balls sweetie." Sneered his mother while squashing her balls beneath her buttocks. "It's your fault for having such an abusable body part! It was so funny seeing you as a little boy, you would be so careless. I remember once you were trying to climb over a little safety gate I had set up. Well you had thoughtlessly taken your bottoms off and tried to climb over it, ended up racking your tiny nads so bad! I thought you might lose them right there. Mmmmf!" Carol shuddered as she felt her orgasm getting closer and closer.
"Bet you wish you were smooth like us huh bro? I can't believe that you really go down to one hit to your little jewels, I mean I can do the splits and land on the ground hard, right on my pussy and I'd be fine! But you? Your avacadoes would end up turning into guacamole! Must suck to be the weaker sex!"
The slick sounds in the room only grew louder as the women began to pant and huff and eventually yell out in ecstasy as the humped Austin all the way to their orgasm!
Austin laid on the ground almost unconscious as they got off of him.
His balls had turned purple and blue in spots and hung very low, even those without balls might wince at how brutalized his sack looked.
"Poor little things!" Giggled Carol in shock, "How unfortunate for your brother...at this point I think they might be beyond saving anyway..…"
That was a lie.
She knew she could take him to the hospital and have him treated. Heck he might even recover just by resting, but she no longer cared. She had been denied this pleasure for so long and now she had tasted her old addiction once more.
"Which one do you want to take Brittany?" She whispered seductively in her daughter's ear,
"His right or his left? I'll let you take the first one, but as his mommy....I want to crush his last grape...you'll understand if you ever have boys yourself."
Brittany looked at both of her brother's plums, and decided on the left, it was plumper, it would make the best splat she thought!
Her first stomp brought Austin right back to his senses as his bruised ball was crushed beneath the entirety of his sisters weight!
"Brittany stop! Please Brittany! I'm sorry I'm sorry!" His cries were desperate and weak which was all he could manage at that point!
Another slam of her heel on his engorged left ball made Austin's eyes roll back into his head for a moment.
"Say good-bye to leftie Austin! Bye-bye!" She reared her leg and time seemed to slow for the boy and all sound drop out of the room.
Then with a horrible speed the foot came down
*S P L A T !*
The injured testicle tried to escape the crushing pressure, wiggling around for a split-second, then its form completely gave, its contents bursting everywhere in the boys sack, completely turning the teste to paste!
A shrill scream, something that seemed like it should come from a girl, not Austin, came from the boy as he was half-neutered!
As the agony hit him, Austin swooned and fell back against the floor, conking his head in the process.
"I want you to feel what you did Brittany." Said Carol as she warmly placed her hands on the teens shoulders, "Feel the putty in his sack with your foot then your hands, make sure its good and destroyed!
Her daughter eagerly obeyed, probing at first with her foot. Her toes wiggling and crushing any remaining chunks, then her fingers, making sure there was nothing left but a fine goo.
"His sack looks so funny now! It's so lopsided!"
"I know dear! I'm so glad you had fun! and I'm so proud of you! I'm sorry you ever felt like you had to hide this side of you from me! I should've taught you from a much earlier age."
"It's okay mom! I hope we have more chances to do this in the future! Are you going to crush Austin's other ball?"
"Oh I'm sure we will sweetie! Don't you worry!" Carol embraced her daughter, letting a little sigh of pleasure escape from her lips as their breasts rubbed together, "And I'll be taking your brother up to my room. Go get yourself cleaned up okay?"
Her tone left no more room for discussion so Brittany did as she was told and left her mom to do whatever she wanted to her half-castrati brother.

***

"Auuuuuuustin. Auuuuuuuustin. Wake up baby." The warm voice of his mother made Austin's eyes flutter open.
Instantly the pain in his pelvis almost made him double over.
"Hey there sleepy boy." His mother was almost near enough to be cuddling him.
He was laid out in bed, completely nude, just like her, and head was on his chest.
"I figured....you'd want to be awake, for the last time your little dinky ever got played with."
The boy remembered with a start what had transpired, and was now very aware he was restrained against the bed.
His mom twiddled her fingers around his cock, barely three inches fully erect. Slow and tenderly she fondled his boyhood. As if the pain wasn't enough, the slow pace and building the anticipation only made it worse.
"M-mommy please!" All the boy could do was beg.
"Husshhhhh honey. I've already decided. Mommy made your little balls, so she can do whatever she wants with them. I made them. I own them. That's final. You should be thanking me I didn't take them sooner. I had so many chances and I certainly thought about it. Her little laugh after sent an icy chill through the boys spine.
Her other hand slid down to her own sex, furiously rubbing her clit.
Soon she stroked him quicker, then slammed her hand back down on his remaning ball, over and over and over again!
Both of them began to squirm, Austin from blinding red agony and Carol from white hot pleasure.
Despite the abuse to his sack, his little cock twitched at the mounting anticipation of orgasm.
"I want to keep one. I want to keep one. I want to keep one! PLEASE!" The boy pleaded, his voice beginning to hitch!
Carol wasn't listening she felt another of her own orgasms just about to hit her! In that moment she watched her son's dick throb violently, and just before he could release anything, she grabbed his remaining ball and squeezed down as hard as she could.
*S P L U R T !*
"AIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE" Screamed Austin in falsetto as his genetic line was crushed to pulp!
His ruined orgasm wracked his body as he bucked his hips and pumped out of his little prick the gooey remains of both his balls!
Carol bent down and licked the remnants right off her son's member and swallowed the last of his genetic line with another little giggle.
Letting the boy pass out once more as she cleaned off his rod with her tongue.
She licked her fingers and her lips clean, savoring everything about this moment. She couldn't wait to keep busting boys with her daughter and to have her little eunuch wake up to his new life as their pleasure slave!
It was an incredible realization to Carol how much she had missed in denying this side of herself for so long.
Now that she had begun indulging herself once more, she realized she would always love busting little boy plums more than she cared about their pain!
Carol never regretted de-nutting her son, in fact she always remembered it as one of the happiest days of her life!
The same could not be said for Austin.

Boys Shouldn't Wander Into The Woods Alone!

The boys gathered round the campfire, enjoying the sound of its crackling and basking in its warmth.
They took their seats on logs, spearing hunks of their food, the cleaned meat of small game, and cooking it in the flames.
Laughter filled the air as they exchanged playful stories and reminisced on the earlier portion of the day.
With a nervous glance about himself, Oddie the youngest finally spoke up, interrupting the cheery atmosphere, "D-don't you guys think we're being a little too loud? I mean you've heard of the stories about these woods right? About the monsters that come out at night."
"Oh come on Oddie!" Laughed Wrolf, "The worst thing there is in these woods is a bear and they're scared of loud sounds."
Gilbran puffed up his chest a bit, "Sides' even if there was something like a goblin around here, what's one short little green fella gonna do against the four of us?"
"I just.......feel like something is watching us...." Said Oddie between nervous breaths.
"Maaaaaybe there issssssss!" Talyn said as he wiggled his fingers against the back of Oddie's neck.
"Hey come on! Knock it off."
The other three boys laughed hardily.
"Why don't we tell stories to pass the time?" Offered Wrolf, "By the end of it, you'll realize that they're all hock, just to keep us from wandering off during the night and gettin' lost."
And so they told each other all the stories about the forest they could think of, nasty little goblins making nuisances of themselves where ever they went, wyrms that blended in with the trees and whose necks would blend in with hanging vines, and of long dead ghosts coming back to seek revenge on the living!
Oddie had not been calmed in the least. If anything he was now on even more alert, every hanging green thing seemed to be a snapdragon in disguise, waiting for his guard to lower before he would find jaws digging into his throat.
Every slight sound could be the wailing of a dead widow, looking for her long lost love.
Wrolf stood up and dusted himself off, "Well, I've got to pee and then I'm going to turn in for the night!"
With that he turned away from camp and made his way into the brush.
He ventured far enough that he could still see the light of the fire but so that none of his friends would really hear him....or be able to take a peak at him!
With the coast thoroughly clear, the boy relaxed and began to make water.
A long sigh escaped him and absent-mindedly he looked at his feet.
Something looked......off.
The boy cocked his head to the side as he shook his boyhood, he was trying to place what seemed to be making him nervous.
Slowly his eyes went higher....and higher. Until he was craning his neck to look upward and his gaze met the face staring down at him.
The creature before him was some seven feet tall, and covered in coarse brown fur with its skin, that was exposed across the front of its chest and limbs was a strange, almost yellow color.
Beady black eyes stared at him from a furry face, with an ursine-like nose and long, battle-knicked ears.
The boy's stomach sank into his feet as he began to try and move backwards, stuttering out the beginning of the only word he could think of.
He knew the stories of what this creature was, goblins were one thing, but their cousins, cunning and more than two heads taller than most men, were a completely different story. He remembered the tales of strength great enough to rend limb from body."
Wrolf craned his head downward again in an attempt to block out the image of the face. When he returned his head to a resting position, he was face to face with the creatures, heavy and sagging breasts that began to waggle as the creature approached him.
It's footfall made no noise despite its behemoth height.
"B-b-bug...!"
Was all Wrolf could get out before a massive paw-like hand reached out and grabbed his boyhood with a squish!
The boy almost instantly went cross-eyed as the crushing pressure in his nuts settled in, the pain crawling up into his stomach.
Yet still no sound escaped the boy of pure fear.
With its other arm the creature grabbed one of the boys hands and lifted him high into the hair.
His feet dangled in the air, his trousers about his ankles.
The creature let go of the boys plums for a moment, and he felt that he could once again breathe.
Wrolf partly flinched as the bugbear brought him closer to its face, giving his boyhood a curious sniff.
"H-hey...." He managed weakly but if the bugbear heard him it made no indication of it.
Then the bugbear reached out its long wet tongue and dragged the slimy thing across the boys balls. 
Wrolf could feel a tingle come into his cock despite the situation. 
Flush came into his face and with each stroke of the creatures tongue against his soft, spongy little orbs his penis twitched with an ache.
But before he could truly enjoy himself, Wrolf's dread came back once more, redoubled, as the creature brought his testicles closer to its face and opened its maw wide.
In it's mouth were lined two rows of razor sharp, canine like fangs.
If he could've managed a scream, Wrolf would've found his voice reaching new octaves as the blade-like teeth of the bugbear sank into his scrotum.
The fangs of the creature were over an inch and a half long.
Blinding agony shot through the boy, his whole body tensing up stiff as the creatures teeth sank into his spermatic chords and directly through his teste-meat.

C R U N C H !

Once the fangs had thoroughly pierced the boys poor sack the huge goblinoid pulled its head back.
The fangs rent through the skin like shears against paper.
With one swift tear, the boys sack was ripped off his body! The exposed remaining portions of his boy pearls were speared on the she-creatures fangs.
Wrolf spasmed horribly as he was castrated, his eyes rolled up into his head and his now permanently limp cock bobbed up and down as he danced in crippling pain.
"BUGBEAR!" He screeched, finally sound coming from him again, in one last pained shriek.
The horribly shrill notes were more like a little girls than anything Wrolf had ever made before.
Then everything went dark for the boy.
Shuggra the bugbear tossed the boy to the woodland floor and ground the bits of his boyhood to paste, making sickening crunching and squelching noises, before having a hardy gulp of the stuff.

***

At once the rest of the boys stood up from their seats, the hair on their bodies standing up on end.
Oddie's eyes were saucers, he almost looked as if he would cry "Y-you guys hear that?"
There was an agonizingly long pause of silence before Gilbran started to chuckle,
"Oh yeah, that's a real good one. Wrolf's just trying to pull one over on us. I've gotta say, he had me going pretty bad there for a second."
"W-what if he's not kidding." Oddie whimpered.
Gilbran rolled his eyes, "Oh come on Oddie, did the stories really unman you that bad? Don't you have any sort of spine? Sure, a bugbear out in these woods....you can be such an idiot."
"Still," spoke Talyn, "Wrolf's been gone longer than he should've, if it's just a prank, I have the mind to beat him senseless. I think we should at least go look for him."
Gilbran could only give a half-hearted shrug, suit yourself guys but I'm not leaving this fire.
Talyn gave a curt nod and wrapped a stick in some spare cloth. He put it in the fire and in a few moments it had become a make-shift torch.
Oddie didn't want to leave Gilbran behind, he was the biggest between the three of them but for some reason he couldn't bring himself to stay by the fire.
And so the boys split up.

 

Talyn walked onward, waving his flaming stick like a weapon, it seemed to give him courage.
Still it looked a little ridiculous to Oddie, the weapon was taller than Talyn himself by near half a head.
The pair waded through the low brambles and the snagging branches, only a small radius of orange glow to guide them through the underbrush.
"Wrolf," Talyn called out suddenly, making the Oddie jump from shock. "Come out already!"
"Shhhhhhhhhh!" Oddie urged, scanning around him frantically now.
"Oh come on Oddie, it's going to be easier to find him if he can hear us! We'll spend the whole night looking for him in this damn forest!"

 

***

 

Gilbran heard the other two voices fade off into the treeline. A stirring in his stomach made him question if he had chosen the right choice by staying behind.
"I mean someone's gotta tend the fire," He thought to himself, "And besides when Wrolf comes walking back into camp and the other two are still out looking, It'll prove I was right all along."
He tossed a few sticks on the fire, illciting a few crackles from the flames.
Wind rustled through the leaves and the dark shapes of the tree canopy above twisted about.
"Who's there?!" Said Gilbran, suddenly feeling watched by something and very, very alone.
No answer.
A rustle in the bushes just at the edge of camp, where the other boys had wondered deep into the forest was rustling nosily. 
Gilbran gathered his courage and picked up his walking stick.
"If it's some goblin...." He thought to himself, "I'll crack it on the skull! And if it's Wrolf......same treatment!"
So, the boy stalked in, stick raised threateningly with both hands and he brought it down into the bush with a mighty swish!
Nothing.
Not so much as the rustle of a hare!
Gilbran shook his head for being so childish. He couldn't believe he had started to listen to Oddie's complaining, that he thought there might be something else in the woods with them.
As he turned around the stick fell from his hands.
Between him and the firepit stood a monster, some ursine-creature that dwarfed him completely.
Around it's jaws he could make out a smattering of crimson in the fire light.
Something in the pit of his stomach made him think it was hopeless to run, but he tried it anyway.
He turned to dart away, as fast as he could manage, his heart racing in his ears.
The larger boy's back leg was snagged by a powerful paw, near the size of his head.
It unbalanced him instantly and sent him straight to the ground flat on his stomach.
He was reeling from his head hitting the dirt, only faintly did he feel the talon like claws of the other paw slash at his trousers.
There was a terrible ripping sound as the fabric was rent to shreds!
Regaining himself slightly he could suddenly feel the cool night air on his exposed and dangling boyhood.
Gilbran redoubled his effort to get away, something in his body, some biological alarm was telling him it was imperative he got away in that moment!
But when he went to crawl away, that bear paw of a hand shifted again and grasped firmly his little eggs.
A high pitched squeal escaped the chubby boy as his little balls compressed together in excruciating agony.
The crushing pressure was overwhelming to his mind, he had been hit in the jewels before but this was a new level of pain that almost caused the boy to faint at that very moment.
But the vice squeeze did not stop, in fact it only clamped down tighter and tighter.
He could feel his scrotum begin to bulge in the grip of the creature, the elastic skin trying to fit into a better shape to avoid the crush.
Desperately he thrashed his legs about, trying to dislodge the massive hand between his leg but which ultimately did nothing.
He could've sworn in that moment that his little nuts had been squished together! The pain radiated through his groin up into his stomach and finally all the way up to his racing heart.
Gilbran's little prick bobbed up and down wildly, fully erect, what little length he could muster.
It must've sensed the impending doom of its function as it lazily drooled a pool of pre-cum.
"P-please!" The boy's voice now sounded nothing like himself as if his vocal chords were also feeling the death grip of the bugbear. Tears streaked down his cheeks as he began to feel the first little rips and punctures of his ballflesh, "L-let me.......LET ME GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO"

S P L U R T !

As his voice crescendoed he felt his precious boy jewels get squeezed into a fine ball-paste, all their contents leaking out into his ballbag.
Then with her hand, the bugbear pulled the sack and with ease the protective boypouch was ripped from Gilbran's groin and she happily ate another ruined pair of babymakers.
The boys cock gave a few violent jerks before his whole body went still.
Shuggra looked down at the ruined male and gave a sniff, on the air was the scent of two more human boys. A dark smile crawled across her lips, the boys were a delicacy to her goblin palate and she hadn't eaten this well in a long time.
As the fire flickered, the towering goblinoid sank back into the trees of her forest dwelling in search of the remaining prey.

***

Again that night, Talyn and Oddie heard one of their friends cries echo through the dense forest thicket.
The trees themselves seemed to turn evil, hanging branches looked like pale twisted limbs, reaching out to tangle the boys up within them.
They exchanged nervous glances between each other,
"I'm getting tired of this prank." Said Talyn flatly.
Oddie just shrugged, trying to fight off the small amount of tears forming at the corners of his eyes.
The younger boy knew if he spoke up again about his own idea of the situation it was just likely to set off Talyn's temper.
"Should we go back to the camp?"
Talyn seemed to pause for a moment, then shook his head and offered no further explanation.
"If there IS something out there, I don't want to go towards it!" He thought to himself.
So the remaining pair ventured further into the forest, with little sense of direction to guide them.
Around and about they went and it wasn't long before both boys began to dread that they had gotten themselves lost, though neither of them would voice it.
Just when Oddie was about to say something, Talyn noticed something multiple yards off in the underbrush.
He pointed it out to Oddie, who had a growing sinking feeling in his stomach.
Once the braver boy got close enough, the orange glow of his homemade torch illuminated the horror at their feet.
"Oh gods!" Cried Talyn now truly horrified.
Oddie stood their in complete shock at the sight of Wrolf's body.
"W-what did this to him?!"
Now Talyn was the one crying, "I-I don't know! It got his balls Oddie! What the hells could do that!"
A crunching sound from the surrounding foliage brought a dead silence between the both of them.
The friends exchanged tearful glances at each other and scanned the perimeter of trees.
Each one could make out a pair of cold white eyes, reflecting like an animals in the faint light.
All doubts about the existence of a monster were erased in that moment and the two burst into a full sprint away from the beast.
As they ran as fast as their small legs could take them, the bugbear gave a low amused chuckle that echoed in the otherwise quiet woods.
Neither one of them looked back, they just kept going forward for as long as they could, running and running for what seemed like hours.
Finally when his body could run no more, Talyn propped his back against a large oak tree and braced himself on his knees.
He felt as if he would faint, he could feel the beating of his heart in his neck.
His pulse pounding over and over, despite his trying, he could not seem to calm himself.
Then a moment of clarity struck him, as he looked around him, he realized Oddie was nowhere to be found.
They had gotten split up in the chase.
It was almost more than the boy could handle, now he was truly alone, lost in the woods with some horrible thing.
He knew he could not keep running, the adrenaline had left him and exhaustion was setting in.
Looking behind him at the oak tree, Talyn did the only thing he could think in that moment.
He hurled his torch as far from the tree as he could and then began to climb.
Up and up he climbed, to weary to get to this highest branches but he managed to find a sturdy branch shaded by some leaves.
There he would wait. 
His plan was to sit still until the sun would rise, make it back to his village and then get a party to find Oddie and Gilbran.
He was a clever boy.....but he was out of his element.
The creature hunting him had lived its whole life in the woods, its predatory senses heightened beyond human measure.
It could see in the total darkness created by the dense forest canopy and it could smell the boys fear.
Talyn could really only make our blurred shapes as it happened, 
Long thick arms, like grasping snakes, grabbed at his trousers.
Icy fear gripped his stomach and he began to kick but his efforts did nothing.
The clothes were shredded and then the boy was naked and near blinded with the monster upon him.
He had not climbed high enough.
It's height was more than any man the boy had ever seen, The branch Talyn had propped himself up on only coming up to the goblinoids shoulder!
The bugbear grabbed the boys legs by the ankle and pushed them over his head.
With his butt in the air, a terrible realization came over Talyn.
"Wrolf was found without his ghoulies!"
"Wait, waaaaaait, WAIT NO!" He cried as he felt the warm, slightly moist, breath on his ballbag.
The long fangs of Shuggra slid into the soft nutflesh like a warm knife through butter.

S Q U I C K !

A shrill whine came from the boy as his line was ended, foam building at the corners of his mouth.
The boy viewed it as if time had slowed. The long ivory points, longer than his fingers, pierced his precious plums!
The pain caused his shrill voice to catch in his throat, despite how quickly it all really happened, Talyn felt every bit of the tooth sinking deeper and deeper and finally through his prized bits!
There was a spurt of the contents of his balls as the fang ripped its way through, like biting into an overripe fruit!
The bugbear bit down with a terrible and fleshy snap and then began to shake her head violently side to side.
The dagger like teeth, sawed into the skewered testicles, ripping apart any form left in his boyhood.
With one final jerk of her head backwards, the bugbear tore off and consumed the rent boybag.
The taste of the males delicates filled her with warmth and she licked her lips in anticipation for her last meal of the night.
The creature sank back into the woods, leaving Talyn to weakly clutch the wound between his legs that leaked crimson, trickling into a stream down the branch.
Soon his mind gave away to the pain and his whole body began to convulse heavily before falling completely limp.

 

***

 

The agonized wail from behind him pushed the last boy ever onward.
Oddie's whole body ached, all the muscles in his legs were burning, his face was covered in small scrapes from thorny branches.
That was when the boy saw it.
His heart began to swell, he had reached one edge of the forest, he could see where the trees gave way to open air!
The youngest of the boys had done it! He reached the edge of the forest and took one look back.…
Only to see a gleaming pair of eyes looking back at him, growing ever larger as it rapidly approached.
Adrenaline again pumped through him, maybe it would turn around if he got past the forest line?
Oddie darted beyond the trees, into the surrounding fields of grass!
His hopes faded as he heard the heavy rustling of long grass close behind him.
He would have to make it all the way to the village to be safe.
Could he make it all that way?
The boy tried to remember all the survival tips he had been taught, running in various patterns, zigging and zagging.
Eventually he spotted the road that cut through the grasslands and lead to his village!
His legs swished back and forth beneath him as fast as they could, it was practically a straight shot for him now!
He had to be maybe three of minutes distance from his home!
Two minutes..…
He turned his head and saw the horrible figure of the great bugbear thundering behind him.
The she-beast was down on all fours, running like a wild animal.
No! No! NO!" He thought, "I'm so close!"
It leaped behind him, sticking out one long razor sharp claw.
The dagger like nail just missed the boy at the back, but slid down and rent the back of his trousers and undergarments completely.
At first the hung on to him by the pressure of the passing wind, but soon started to slip down his legs and eventually were completely blown off! Still he ran on, his boyhood exposed and bouncing as he fled!
One minute! That's all he had left! He was going to be-
His thoughts were cut off as the creature sped up next to him with one last burst of speed.
It used its arms to pull it forward in another leap, landing on two legs and then with one huge bound, shot out it's right leg straight up!
The enormous muscled leg hurtled upward and hit the boy in the privates with a booming thud!
But even louder than that was the sickening

S Q U E L C H !

In an instant the boys dangling nuts had been turned to complete goo in their fleshy container, spilling their contents freely into the brutalized ballsack.
Oddie tried to shriek, to cry but all that came out was a horrible whine as his whole body writhed in agony. In the haze of it all, he saw the lights of his village, so near yet so distant.
The bugbear gleefully approached the boy and looked down upon him with a cruel victorious smile.
Her mighty paw reached down and between two of her claws, she plucked the boys scrotum like a ripe fruit. There was the horrible ripping sound of flesh and then a hardy chomp from the beast.
It gave the last boy one last look before it began to slink towards the shadows.
As the remaining bits of his balls were rent from him, Oddie felt the air slowly coming back to his legs and when the bugbear had left managed one final scream of,
"AUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGH!"
It was many mintues before someone from the village found him and when they finally did, it was his little sister, Nessa, that found him.
She could hardly believe the sight of her battered and broken older brother, who from her perspective had always been invincible....…
"What's wrong Oddie?" She asked in an innocent tone, she was concerned at his state but  was too young to fully comprehend what she saw and didn't understand the severity of his situation.
"The boy clutched at the spot where his testicles had once been, "M-my.....my...." He whimpered, unable to get the words out, as if speaking them would somehow make the situation more true than it already was.
She just looked at him with confusion.
"Between my legs!" Oddie cried, still writhing from the settling pain.
"What's between your legs?" Nessa asked.
"N-NOTHING IS BETWEEN MY LEGS! THAT'S THE PROBLEM!" His voice cracked as tears poured down his cheeks.
"Well sorry Oddie..But.....I don't have anything between my legs either! So what's the problem?"
Oddie just went back to whimpering as he knew his sister could not understand, she would never understand, just what had been lost to him and his friends that night.
“Nessa…just get the rest of the village……the…others……”
And finally unconsciousness claimed him

 

****

 

Moonlight shown in through the window of the modest hut into the bedroom of two children.
The old woman uncrossed her legs and sat up from the rocking chair, 
"Unfortunately your great-uncle Oddie never did recover from his injuries. Neither did the other boys that went into the woods that night, all we found were their nutless remains! So that's why you kids should never go out into the woods! You hear me? The monster of the forest will get you!"
Her grandson looked at her wide-eyed, his legs crossed in terror and discomfort.
Even though she was his grandmother she could not help but giggle at his plainly evident fear.
Her granddaughter, Heighla smirked, "Well maybe the monster would get any boys like Garrim!" She looked at her brother for emphasis, "But I don't have that little problem!"
"Still best to be safe dear." Their grandmother said. She gave a little wink to her granddaughter and then snuffed the lantern out.
The door had hardly closed before Heighla was whispering to her brother from her bed,
"So when are we gonna do it?"
"Do what?" Her brother asked incredulously.
"Sneak into the forest! Duh!"
"Are you crazy?!"
"Come on! Mayra is waiting at her house, I talked to her this morning about it! She says at night you can see blue glow moss on the trunks of old trees and purple star-bugs flying up high and lighting up the canopy!
"No way! I'm not going"
"What are you scaaaaared? Don't tell me you actually believe nan's stories? You really think some monster is gonna come out of the woods and nip you in the balls? So what do you say? You coming?”

Aunt Valerie's Wicked Punishment

 

Aubrey was just returning home from work when she looked down to see her phone ringing.
With a sigh she answered the phone, annoyed at the reprieve from the days stress being interrupted so soon.
To her surprise her son's principle was on the other end,
"Ms. Cooper I regret to inform you that your son will be receiving a weeks school suspension."
"What!"
As the principle informed her of what happened the Aubrey's reaction turned from shock to frustration to anger.
Her son, only a boy of eleven, had been caught stealing girls panties from the school gymnasium's changing room!
She apologized profusely to the principle and said she would come get her son, Dan, right away.
Exasperated she called her sister to rant about the situation to someone.
"I mean can you believe it Valerie? I never raised him to be a pervert! What the hell is he thinking!"
Her sister seemed less surprised about the whole thing, "I mean boys are always perverts, just because he's your son doesn't mean it should be that surprising."
Aubrey sighed, "You're right....What am I supposed to do? I don't even know what I'm going to say!"
"Well...how did we punish guys for being creeps on us in the past?" Valerie's tone was more sinister now.
"You mean?" Aubrey almost couldn't believe what her sister was insinuating.
Valerie couldn't help but let out a semi-gleeful laugh "I mean it always worked didn't it."
"You know....You could just be right."
And for the first time since she received the news a smile crept its way onto her face.

*****

Dan was the one to break the silence first, they were pulling up to a house he didn't recognize.
"Where are we?"
"Young man this is your aunt Valerie's house. I told her all about your little school scandal and she's going to help me straighten you right back out.
The young boy couldn't help but get a sinking feeling in his stomach at those words.
As he had no choice, he got out of the car and walked up to the front door of the house.
It looked like an old farm that had fallen into disuse and now only the front house remained.
The house itself was down a long forested driveway.
In a word, it was secluded.
As he nervously tapped on the door, a moment later and it opened.
There was his aunt, she stood 5'7, already a bit taller for a woman and she loomed over Dan. She had the beginning looks of age about her face but it was mostly masked well with make up. Her light brown hair had a few graying strands but outside of that she looked good for her age.
She was also rather fit, the hours spent doing yoga and other excesises obvious to see.
Valerie wore a tight fitting crop-top and gym leggings that clung to her powerful looking legs.
"So I've heard you've been quite the naughty boy Danny."
Dan couldn't find it in him to speak at first.
"Answer her young man!"
His mother said sharply from behind him.
Dan muttered under his breath,"It was just a stupid prank, I don't get why everyone is making such a big deal out of it."
"So do you like humiliating girls then? Taking their underwear?" Said his aunt her tone now deadly serious.
"N-no I just-"
Before he could finish his aunt interrupted once more
"Okay then, if you want to embarrass girls how about we embarrass you instead. Strip. Now."
Dan balked at that, "What? No."
"Strip now Danny!" Repeated an increasingly frustrated Valerie.
"You heard her Dan, take off your clothes!" Said Aubrey, pushing her son through the door and closing it behind her.
He looked at them both for a moment not believing what was actually happening and then reluctantly got down to just his underwear.
"Those need to come off too young man." Said his mother.
"No I don't want to be naked in front of you two."
"See how it feels to have your clothes taken from you, now do as your mother says!" Growled his aunt.
With trembling hands Dan grabbed his underwear by the elastic band and pulled it down to his ankles.
He felt completely powerless now as the two grown women stood over his nude frame.
To save what little dignity he had left Dan tried to cover himself with his hands.
This only got him scolded however, "Now Danny, hands at the side!" Barked his aunt.
She walked over to him as he did so and he was looking up at her for a moment, trying to read what her intentions were.
*SLAM!*
Her leg barreled up and her shin slammed into his exposed little balls!
Dan's legs practically dropped from beneath him as the pain spread from his groin up to his stomach.
Collapsing to his knees he looked up at his aunt through teary eyes.
"W-what was that for!" The boy squeaked out.
"That was for being such a dirty young man and it was just the beginning of your punishment today!"
"Mom you gotta get her to stop this!" Said the young man pleadingly, looking for any sort of sympathy from his mother.
She stared back at him and he realized just how much his mom looked like her sister, just younger, a little plumper and with shorter hair.
"No young man this is your punishment, all those sexual thoughts are coming from your balls, they're making you behave this way so they must be punished."
The way she said it sounded a little to excited to the boy and his stomach sank.
With a start he tried to get up and run away but was quickly grabbed and overpowered by his aunt.
"Now Danny disobeying will only make your punishments that much worse!"
She took him over to her kitchen and placed his balls on the table.
"Now Aubrey you can go ahead and start his punishment proper."
His mother kept a firm grip on his balls and had a rolling pin in her hand.
"First we need to soften them up a bit," Aubrey explained, "So the pain really gets through to you."
She started rolling the pin over his nuts squishing them just flat enough and then letting them breath.
The boy jerked around in agony against his aunt, the building pain making his legs shake uncontrollably.
While this only went on for maybe two minutes for the boy it felt like an eternity.
When Aubrey finally stopped her son's testicles were a bright red and very tender.
Dan took the brief break in agony to gulp down air, trying hard to catch his breath.
When he composed himself enough to refocus his vision he realized his mother now had a flyswatter and was holding it quite menacingly.
"Well Dan, I'm going to swat your right nut twenty times and then your aunt will do your left the same amount."
"T-twenty?!" Mewled Dan in terror.
"That's right Danny and if you complain again we'll double it!" Laughed Valerie!
*SMACK*
Without warning the flyswatter flew down on the boys nut with a resounding thwack!
Dan's legs felt like jelly from just the first swing.
"One." Said his mom in a calm and cold tone.
This continued for a while, each swing bringing the boy almost to his knees.
By the time the fifth swat slapped his plums the boy's entire body weight was being held up by his aunt.
Each time he would dissociate from the moment the absolute shock of gonad pain would bring him right back to the moment.
"Okay now for these last few I need you to count Dan."
"I-I" Dan stuttered but before he could even formulate anymore words the swatter came down on his balls.
*WHAP*
"Fifteen." Said the boy through labored gasps.
"Sixteen!" Came the cry after the next
"Seventeen!!"
"Eighteen!!!"
"Nineteen!!!!"
*THWACK!*
"ARGHHH TWENTY!" Squealed the boy as the last blow came down on his now painfully swollen egg.
Both his mom and aunt took turns holding his pummeled nut, now twice the size of it's opposite.
"My turn!" Said Valerie with delight in her voice.
Her smacks were even harder than his mother's and the pain came over him in new horrible ways.
"TWENTY!" Cried the boy as his aunt brought down her final blow.
*SLAM!*
Then Valerie laughed as she hit his now equally swollen left nut with an additional blow.
Dan's vision went white and he tried to bring his knees to his chest as his stomach began to churn.
His mother took him over to the sink and let him wretch.
"Awhhh poor little man has taken quite the beating." Cooed his aunt in mock sympathy.
Both women exchanged a knowing wink and took him back to the table.
"W-wait, I thought that was it." Said Dan now horrified.
"Oh there's just a little bit more," Said Aubrey in a not-so convincing tone.
They put his very swollen plums on the table once more and then his aunt spoke up,
"Now you can either get another swat from me or your mom, only catch is I'll be using....this!"
Dan watched in horror as she brandished a small wooden bat.
"And I'll be using this!" Said Dan's mom with a flyswatter.
For a moment Dan was about to go with this new flyswatter but then his mother pressed a button and it began to crackle with electricity!
"T-the bat!" The terrified boy cried.
All to happy to oblige his aunt took the bat and cracked it down on the Dan's bruised boy-balls.
*CRACK!*
As the pain seeped over him, Dan's mind couldn't take it anymore and he blacked out completely.

****

When he woke up Dan realized he was being carried by both his mother and his aunt, each had a leg.
His hands had been bound behind his back.
"H-hey what's going on." Said Dan groggily, bits of the pain seeping through his dreary state.
"The last part of your punishment!" Spoke Valerie with a grin.
"Did I ever tell you my sister and I were gymnasts when we were young Dan?"
"N-no." He said nervously, unsure of were this was going.
When they came into the small barn out back was when Dan realized what they had meant by that.
There in the middle of the barn was a balance beam.
"S-so I'm going to have to balance on that?"
That's right Dan, that's all you have to do!"
Gingerly they lowered him onto the balance beam and stepped away anticipating his movement.
"Come on young man! We don't have all day." Scolded Aubrey.
Dan didn't have a gymnasts balance but he moved forward at a snail's pace.
Inching forward by shuffling his feet at an incredibly slow pace.
Everytime he shuffled forward by pushing his hips forward his nuts would painfully slap against his thigh causing him to wince.
Both the older women were laughing and very much enjoying the young boy's struggle!
Dan's hopes skyrocketed when he realized he was actually doing it!
He couldn't have been more than two shuffles away from being able to dismount.
"Oops." Laughed Valerie in a cold tone as she pushed the balance beam with her foot hard.
Dan's world came crashing down as he realized his footing was gone.
He floated in the air for what seemed like forever to him and then all his weight fell hard onto the bar.
The beam split the boys legs and a gut wrenching,
*SPLURT!*
Was heard!
Pain radiated from his groin but particularly Dan's right ball brought new pains that were so mind-numbingly intense that it made him convulse.
With a shudder the boy faded from consciousness once more with the only thing he could hear being the two girls laughing hysterically.

****

Dan woke up again to his mother's face a couple inches from his own,
"Listen to me young man, we are going to get you treatment now but if you say a word about this punishment to anyone, mommy and auntie will crush your other ball too." She emphasized her point with a squeeze to his left ball.
"You just fell on a tree branch okay sweetie?"
Was the last thing the boy heard before he blacked out for the third time that day.

****
At the hospital the two women tried their best to act devastated when the doctor broke them the news that the boys right testicle had completely ruptured and couldn't be saved. When asked how this happened Aubrey said that she had seen her son climbing a tree and then heard a scream and a crash.
The doctor gave them his condolences and then left to attend to the boy once more.
Dan never told anyone what truly happened. His mother and sister got off Scott-free and in the end he became a model student!

A Mom Takes Control!

 

Laura was catching up with all her cousins at the family holiday. She hadn't seen a couple of them in years but when they were younger all of them were inseparable.
They were laughing about old times and memories that most had forgotten when the fun mood was suddenly cut short.
Off in the distance of the yard, owned by Laura's uncle, she saw the vague shape of her son, Ben, had pushed over a girl and flung mud onto her!
Laura stood up and went over to scold her son.
The girl's mother was understandably angry at Ben. Laura promised she would punish the boy thoroughly.

It wasn't the first time that day that Ben had acted out and members of her family were starting to stare at her.
The type of stare that said
You can't control your own kid.
And
You're a bad parent.
Barely able to control her anger while in public she grabbed Ben and excused herself and her son and left the party early.

***

The car ride was awkward for Ben. He knew what he did was wrong but he didn't feel like his mom's reactions were very fair and she had been very rough with him when she grabbed him.
The ten year old was shocked when the got home how harshly his mom yanked him into her room.
Laura wasn't a particularly big woman, barely 5'5 but she was still quite a bit bigger than her son. She had a pale complexion and long dark raven hair and a heavy set chest.
She had all the features of a classical beauty.
Her son had much of her looks, especially his shaggy black hair and blue eyes.
She pulled off her son's shirt and then yanked down his pants and underwear all in one pull.
"M-mom!" the boy started to complain.
"No complaining Benjamin! You were horribly behaved in front of everyone today!"
She grabbed him and bent him over her knee, his bare ass up in the air.
"I can't believe you would act that way, do you know how bad that reflects on me?"
"W-whatever!" Said the boy.
And with that answer the boy earned himself a swat on the ass!
It stung a little bit but Ben was determined to act the tough guy.
A few more increasingly made his rear turn a bright red but he refused to give into him mothers punishment.
Laura was completely exasperated and was near to tears and in frustration her mind went into a semi-haze.
Her body acted out without her knowing about it, in her desperation to get her son to submit to the pain of the punishment her hand slapped were she knew all boys were sensitive!
*THWAP!*
Like a whip crack her hand smacked into her son's sensitive little boy nads!
And for the first time that day, Laura heard her son squeal out in pain!
His voice strained hard and went up a single octave as wave pain flooded into his groin!
She curled feel him try and curl up against her but her leg prevented him from doing so.
Suddenly the mother felt a new rush of confidence, "Well young man you ought to straighten out if you don't want your ballies slapped!"
Laura could hardly believe the words coming out of her mouth but they just seemed to flow out of her.
*SNAP!*
Again a sharp hit to the Ben's balls caused them to jiggle up and down and the boy to howl out in pain.
Laura was beginning to enjoy watching her son's nuts bounce around in pain.
Of course she knew how bad boys testes would hurt them if they got hit but she had never considered using it for discipline.
But now she didn't know why she didn't think of it sooner!
"Are you sorry now Benjamin?"
"N-no!" He mewled
His mother shrugged her shoulders a moment and then smacked his dangling little plums hard again!
*THWACK!*
This time the boy's voice got even higher and his legs kicked about in some desperate attempt to soothe the pain!
"Now young man, your balls are going to get smacked around until you apologize!"
The boy was huffing and puffing, with each second that passed the swelling in his nethers only seemed to get more painful!
Laura couldn't believe just how much she was starting to enjoy getting her son to behave all by using his poor little jewels!
*THWAM!*
Another ear-splitting slap echoed through the room as once again Laura's open hand slammed into her son's delicate orbs!
Ben was coughing from the pain now, tears stinging at his eyes.
She stood the boy up and he was wobbly on his feet,
"Benjamin are you ready to apologize? This won't go away until I hear you apologize and mean it."
"I-it's not fair," Said Ben through sniffles.
"Now Ben I don't want any crying! You know what you did. Besides I am the head of this house, what I do with the balls that live under my roof is my prerogative!"
The boy didn't respond her except with more sniffles and to shake his head.
That was all Laura needed for an answer.
She stood up and looked down at him for a second.
The boy looked up confused at his mom for a moment.
*SNAP!*
Laura's shin came up and connected with her son's completely vulnerable and unprotected pearls!
"Aughhhhhhhh" Came the groan from the small boy as he fell onto his back, clutching at his groin.
The pain flared up and radiated around and down into his legs and up into his stomach.
She knew she should have felt bad looking down at her son rolling on the ground in testicular agony but instead Laura only felt power.
The mom went to inspect her son now on the ground and one of his legs flew up and smacked against her crotch.
The boy let out a cry of surprise when instead of a pained groan his mother just laughed at him.
"Sorry Benny but mommy doesn't have those sensitive balls like you. Mommy's a girl."
Laura slipped off her panties from under her cool summer dress flashed her slit to her son.
"See? Smooth!" She giggled and then looked at Ben sternly. "Stand."
The boy shakily got to his feet now trying to avoid anymore sort of punishment.
"Are you sorry?"
"Y-yes mommy I'm sorry." Said Benjamin looking down at the floor sheepishly.
"Good boy."
Just when the boy thought he was off the hook his mother seized his half-scrambled eggs in one hand and looked him in the eye.
"Now who is in charge around here?"
As Laura said this she couldn't help but slip her other hand under her dress and tease her soaked vag.
"Y-you mommy."
"And who has the vulnerable little boy bits?"
"M-me."
The mom couldn't help but make tracing circles around her clit, the pleasure

building in between her thighs.
"And who owns these little boy balls?" Said Laura, rolling his aching nads around in her grip.
"M-me?"
"Wrong." Said Laura in cold tone.
She started to squeeze the boys orbs and they squirmed around in her grip!
Ben's legs started to shake and he hopped up and down trying to free his jewels.
All the while a slight wet slapping sound could be heard as Laura's finger pumped in and out of her
"O-okay! You own my balls!"
"What was that?" Said Laura moving her ear towards him, "I want to hear it again."
Her pressure increased just a bit more but Ben thought he would faint as it felt like his nuts were in a vice!
"MOMMY OWNS MY BALLS!" Shrieked the boy as the pain began to crescendo.
As the boy's voice reached new octaves the warmth of ecstasy flooded over Laura as her mind was wracked with the pleasure of a full body orgasm.
"Good." She half growled, teeth still clenched from the leg-shaking orgasm she just had.
With that she released her grip and let her son's nads breathe.
The boy practically collapsed and flinched as his mother's hand reached out for him again. He couldn't handle anymore pain to his testes, they were already swollen and a light purple and now hung almost halfway down his thighs!
Instead all she did was give his little weenie a playful tug,
"Come on, you're going to your room and going to think about what you did and about what happened today. And I don't want any more lip from you for the rest of the week!"

***

The following year everyone in the family couldn't believe how well behaved Benjamin had become! He was a model kid! Though some did say it was kind of funny how sometimes when they saw him he would walk a little funny or talk in a high voice!

A Sister's Brutal Lesson

 

"Shut it twerp! You have to do what I say, mom said so! Now you better get to cleaning up!" Shouted Zoey at her little brother.
She was a fourteen year old blonde and tanned bossy brat.
Zoey always got a kick out of pushing her little brother around, not that he could ever really put up a fight.
She was three years his senior and Miles barely came up to her chest in height, and weighed probably just over half of what she did.
He was blonde like his sister but his hair was even lighter than hers, practically flaxen in color.
Another reason he was fun for Zoey to bully, with his curly mop of hair on his head, he was undeniably pretty cute.
"It's not fair! Why do I have to do all the chores!" Her younger brother complained while stamping his feet.
"Because you're the youngest and a boy!" Zoey snapped back.
Miles wouldn't budge, "Whatever! I'm not doing it!"
"Yes you will!"
"No I won't!"
"YES YOU WILL!"
"NO. I. WON'T!" Miles punctuated his yell with a hard two handed shove to his sister.
Unfortunately for him, being the height as he was, he pushed on both of Zoey's squishy breasts.
"Hey! You little perv! Oh you're so gonna get it now!"
She moved towards him with such furious intention that it scared Miles and he began to stumble backwards.
"H-hey wait a minu-" His voice was abruptly cut sharp, by the bony shin of his sister flying into his dangling little gonads.
*WHACK!*
Miles let out a high pitched squeak that turned into a deep groan, "Aughhhhhhh...."
He clutched at his suddenly aching nads and bent over, his legs just barley keeping him upright.
"Wh-why?" He managed through gritted teeth.
"You had it coming loser"
"That's so unfair." Said Miles with a sniffle, now resting his weight against a wall.
"Not my fault you have balls, next time just be born a girl."
"Whatever!" Miles scoffed at her, "boys are stronger anyway, I wouldn't want to be a girl!"
Zoey laughed in his face at that, "I just put you against the wall with one kick, obviously boys are weaker."
"Nuh-uh!" Miles yelled, "Boys are stronger! Plus I could floor you with just one kick easily!"
Again Zoey laughed before her voice took on a very serious, challenging tone,
"Go on then. Try it." She even spread her legs apart so Miles would have an easier time taking aim.
Miles looked at her with smug confidence, "Easy."
He cocked his leg back and than with a bit of a jump kicked his sister right in the smooth crease between her legs.
Zoey winced a bit, her legs wobbled from the impact.
Miles smile grew wider as the kick landed, sure that it would bring his sister to the ground.
His smile faded and was replaced with a look of shock when his sister quite easily kept her footing.
She looked back at him and smiled devilishly, "Told you."
"So I think it's my turn again." Cooed Zoey as she walked towards her little brother menacingly.
He was so shocked that he couldn't find the strength to move, "B-but that doesn't make any sense. Its not fair."
His voice made his disbelief plainly evident.
Zoey hugged her brother tightly, pushing his face into her breasts, "Nobody ever said anything about fair brat."
Her knee flew up and cracked his nads, pressing the soft spongy orbs back up against his pelvis.
*CRACK!*
Zoey smirked as she heard the boy's groan muffled in between her soft mounds.
She felt his legs go limp and let him go, causing him to smack against the ground.
Miles cupped his balls and began to roll on the ground, coughing and sputtering.
"Aghhhhhhhhhh," Came the strained groan of the downed boy as a second rush of nut pain coursed through his groin to his stomach.
"Awhhhh poor tough guy, what happened to all that machismo?"
Zoey crouched down beside him and pulled down his trousers so that only his undies covered him.
Miles hardly noticed as his mind was solely focused on how it felt like his insides were being turned into liquid from the burning pain in his balls.
When his vision finally started to return to him his sister was standing over him.
Miles went to rub his eyes to clear them, a mistake he realized all too late.
His sister's foot was suddenly resting atop the bulge in his undies.
The boy couldn't help but make a little squeak as the girl let her foot rest on his nads.
Slowly she began increasing the pressure on his boybag, gently twisting and grinding her foot as she did so.
Miles protests started as low pleading whimpers but soon turned into loud and pained groans.
"You know the funny Miles? Is that I could take on bigger guys than me just because of their balls."
She punctuated her sentence with a painfully short sharp kick to her brother's plums.
*SMACK!*
His voice reached another crescendo as the pain flooded through his body once more.
"So you really had no chance, I'm stronger than you AND you have balls! You had no chance."
"W-why doesn't it hurt you? I kicked you it should have hurt you!"
Zoey looked down at him and rolled her eyes,
"Need a demonstration huh? Fine."
She crouched down once more and with some protest from Miles, managed to take off his underwear.
Outflopped his little boy ballies, now swollen and hanging low.
Zoey snatched them up in her hand and pressed her fingernails into them.
Miles whole body flinched at that and she heard him begin to hyperventilate from the pain.
"These are balls. Dangly. Sensitive," She made sure to squeeze down on his already battered sack when she said that, "and delicate. That's what makes you a boy."
Her fingers pushed into his malleable nutsack roughly for a moment more before she let his boys breath.
Miles took a deep inhale as soon as the pressure was gone, tears now streaming freely down his cheek.
Zoey stood up again and this time slid off her yoga pants.
She couldn't help but giggle at her little brother's reaction, his eyes popped even wider than when she had kicked him the first time.
Teasingly and slowly she slid off her panties, so that she was completely bare.
"This," The blonde said now a grin covering her whole face, "Is a pussy. It's smooth and soft and doesn't dangle, look I can close my legs without squishing anything."
The boy's eyes were transfixed on the pink slit between his sister's legs, the new found envy only made his cracked nuts burn more.
His sister looked down at her brother and his swollen sack, "Admit it, it's better to be a girl."
"N-no, I won't."
"Oh?" Asked his sister with her trademark sarcasm, "Well then…"
*WHACK!*
Zoey's foot once again shot into her brother's groin, the nuts in his bag squirming around to escape the brutalizing kick.
This time the boy laid flat on his back, the pain almost mind numbing now, his whole lower body felt like it was at the same time numb and bruised.
His sister squatted down over his face, now her glistening vag was just inches from her brother's face.
He looked now at her laughing while he was rolling in pain.
His nuts were in pure, aching agony, while her smooth slit was perfectly fine.
"G-girls have it better." They boy said before putting his head back and almost passing out.
"Hahaha awhhhh good boyyyy" Said his sister, still mockingly.
When Miles finally composed himself and got back up it had been nearly 45 minutes.
He put on his clothes and slowly and painfully walked downstairs to the kitchen.
Each brush of his balls against the fabric of his underwear sent waves of nausea through his body.
To help this, he stood with his legs farther apart which made his walk look hilarious to anyone else observing him.
In kitchen was his sister, sat at the table and gleefully eating some cereal.
He sat across from her at the table and folded his arms,
"I'm telling mom."
That got a laugh from Zoey.
"Okay," She said with a shrug, "Go ahead."
Miles looked at her confused, "You're gonna be in so much trouble!"
"You sure about that?"
"Obviously! mom's gonna kill you!"
"Hey Miles?"
"W-what?" The tone his sister took was shaking the boys confidence.
"Do you remember all those times mom accidentally hit you in the sack?"
The boy's stomach dropped, he didn't like were this was going.
"It started when you were pretty young, maybe three years ago or so. Or all the times mom saw me hit you in the balls but pretended like she didn't."
"What...no she wouldn't. She had to have just not seen you."
"Or the times were she wouldn't even punish me outside of scolding me and then giving me a wink. But heres the best part. The person who told me to hit your little ballies if you got out of line today. Yup. It was mom!" Zoey took a moment to laugh in Miles face.
"She told me to crack her little princes jewels if I needed to!"
The sound of the front door opening got both of their attentions.
Zoey looked back at her horrified little brother with smug grin,
"Oh look that must be her now!"