Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Back Alley Ballpopping

This is just a short blurb, but it came out pretty well, so it's worth reposting. It also inspired this set of 3d renders by animation223322, so if you're looking for some visual material to go with your text, this may be the story for you.

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The woman bent over, hands on her knees, chest heaving as she struggled to catch her breath.

"Not bad," the man huffed, a bit short of wind himself. "I like it when they've got a bit of fight in 'em."

"Shut up!" she spat back, wiping the cold sweat from her forehead. "Leave me the fuck alone!"

Her assailant smirked, a lewd grin spreading across his face. He reached down absently, stroking at the thick member that throbbed between his legs. "Oh no, miss, I'm afraid I'm not done with you yet..."

The woman saw him start to move and tried to protect herself, but was knocked to the ground as the male rushed her. She cried out as she landed on her back, the ground scratching angrily at her bare skin. She let out a quiet groan and looked up to find the man standing over her, a sickeningly smug look on his face. His engorged cock hung heavily a few feet in front of her, bobbing slightly with his heartbeat.

"Well?" he asked, placing his hands on his hips as his eyes roamed over her naked upper body. "What do you say we make this easy, eh? You've got a hell of a rack -- if you're willing to cooperate, I might just titfuck you and let you be on your way."

Her jaw dropped. "How...how can you do this?!"

He smirked again. "With a body like yours, how could I not? So what do you say: are you gonna play nice, or do I have to get mean?"

The woman was shocked silent for a moment before she was overcome with a renewed rage. Her attacker obviously had the upper hand, but she still wanted to get up and beat the stuffing out of him, hit him so hard he couldn't stand up for a week -- and then something caught her eye. He was standing with his legs slightly spread, her legs positioned beneath him, perfectly placed for a hard kick in the--

"There's only one way I'd ever willingly touch someone like you," she replied, slowly drawing her legs back, rearing to strike. Her eyes hardened. "Like
this!"

The man had only a moment to be confused before her feet slammed up into his testicles, crushing them against his pelvis. His eyes flew open as his hands instinctively went to his crotch, only to find the woman's powerful legs pumping upwards.

"Oh...oh God!" he finally managed to squeak, body shaking in pain. "My balls, my
balls!"

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My balls," the woman growled, gritting her teeth as she pulled her feet back and launched them into his jewels again. She could feel the rubbery orbs against her feet as she made contact: could feel the nutflesh squish between her toes as she mangled his manhood.

This time the man let out a long, keen wail, desperately clutching at her legs as her toes scrambled his eggs. "My BALLS!" he screamed, clawing at her calves. "My
BALLS!"

She unleashed a third and final kick up into the man's gonads, this one knocking him backwards onto the ground. He landed with a thud and a groan, instantly curling to protect his tenderized testicles. The woman took a second to breathe before shakily climbing to her feet, all the while watching the male in front of her.

The rapist, for his part, was trying to regain his senses. His balls had never been treated that way before, never been abused so harshly. After all, testicles were for male pleasure: for women to suck on and worship like the life-giving organs that they were. An adrenalized surge of anger rushed through him. How dare she? He'd show the bitch her place. From the fetal position he suddenly whirled, ready to strike, and--

--And stopped, a look of absolute shock on his face, as he felt a foot come down to rest on his unprotected balls.

"Wha--!" he stuttered, jerking instinctively backwards only to stop with an unintelligible squawk as she bore down harder on his jewels, pinning them underfoot. His balls were stretched painfully from his crotch, nearly halfway to his knees, forcing him to scuttle forwards to relieve the tension.

The female watched with an amused smile, appraising her would-be rapist's package with her foot as he struggled for composure. Her smile grew wider as she realized just how well he had been endowed.
A pity balls like that are wasted on someone like him, she thought to herself.

"Well," she stated, looking down at the supine male. "What have we here?"

He fought to control both the anger and the fear in his voice as he replied. "What the hell," he spat, "are you doing?"

She glared. "You were just trying to rape me. What does it look like I'm doing?"

The man snarled. "Listen, bitch, get your foot off my ba
aaaahh!" he cried out as the woman pressed down, sending a wave of pain through his gut.

She scowled down at him. "Listen, asshole," she growled menacingly, "if you want me to pop 'em right now, just call me 'bitch' again."

He looked up at his busty target, fear slowly spreading across his face. "But you -- you couldn't possibly--"

"Oh can't I?" She grinned down cruelly at him, flexing her toes atop his ballsac. "Self-defense. Who are the police going to listen to, the big burly man or the defenseless little girl? I can do whatever I damn well want, and that includes busting your sorry balls." She folded her arms across her chest. "Hate to break it to you, but you're fucked."

The man tried to slow his speeding heart; he could feel the cold sweat forming on his body. "You -- you don't have the guts!"

She snorted. "After what you just tried to pull? Besides, let's just say I've got some experience." She caught the quick look of shock that flickered across his face. "Yeah, that's right. Usually just kicks and knees, but sometimes, well...last time was an accident, but that doesn't mean my ex is any less of a eunuch."

Her rapist's eyes grew wide. "No -- no, please," he begged, trembling beneath the female. "Oh god, please, you wouldn't!"

The woman laughed and leaned over, offering him a perfect view of her generous tits. "Oh," she half-growled, half-breathed, staring directly back at him, "oh, I would."

"They're my testicles!" he cried, desperate, trying to ignore the foot resting on his groin. "You can't, please! You're not a man -- you don't understand the pain!"

"You know," she remarked, ignoring his pleas as she rolled his nuts beneath the sole of her foot, "it's funny. These little things are the source of all your strength, and yet they're so--" The woman paused and felt his nuts for a moment, playing with the twin orbs. She stopped. "So vulnerable," she finished with a grin.

"Oh go
aaggh!" he choked, doubling over in pain as she applied pressure to his unprotected manhood. Instinctively he reached for her calf, trying to pull her leg from his groin.

She laughed again as he wrapped around her leg, letting out an agonized moan as her toes splayed around his nuts. She savored the feeling of his gonads for a moment before increasing the pressure, causing the male to release a keener, higher-pitched wail.

"My baaalls!" he squealed, his head jerking backwards in agony. "No no please anything just no
AAGGH!"

She bore down even harder on the man's testicles, flattening them beneath her foot. With obvious relish she flexed her toes, smiling wickedly as he screeched in pain. Drool dripped from the corner of the his mouth as his body spasmed, trying to find a way to dislodge his angry attacker.

Unfortunately, things were about to get much worse. Despite the agony, his member had not gotten any softer -- on the contrary, if anything it was now throbbing even harder than before. His body didn't know what to make of the situation...hell, she might be crushing his gonads, but she was still a naked chick. The sexual overload was too much for the poor male. His cock twitched once, twice, and began firing long ropes of cum onto the woman's calves, even as she continued to flatten his balls.

She recoiled at the unknown substance, her shock becoming rage as the last of the male's thick seed dribbled down onto her toes. "Oh you are going to
pay for that," she growled, lifting her foot once more before slamming her heel down on his battered ballsac.

The man squealed frantically, his body spasming in agony as her foot came down again and again. There was nothing to protect his nuts from the woman's terrible onslaught: each blow landed squarely on the twin spheres, sending unimaginable waves of pain through his body.

"Which nut do you think'll pop first?" she taunted as she stomped yet again, crushing his gonads brutally between her heel and the unforgiving concrete. The once spherical orbs were slowly losing their shape, flattening under her repeated blows. Finally she paused for a moment, looked down to size up her target, and stomped one more time, mashing the swollen seedsacks into the ground.

The man's face was completely white as he let out a ghastly shriek, hands pulling frantically at the female's foot -- until he froze, completely still, as a muffled *pop* came from his groin.

She giggled. "Ooh. The left one, apparently."

The man let out a pathetic-sounding mewl and fell back limply, finally falling unconscious. The disappointed woman brought her foot down once more in hope of waking him up, but succeeded only in further pulping the nut she had just popped, with no reaction from the male.

"Fucker," she mumbled under her breath. "Well, while you're out, I suppose I should make sure this doesn't happen again..."

The man twitched slightly as she slammed a powerful kick up between his legs. Without another nut to share the pressure, his remaining testicle took the entire impact, flattening around her toes with a sickly squelch. Unsatisfied, she kicked again, her toes sinking into her rapist's crotch. She could feel his nut stressed to the breaking point -- and then felt it burst, suddenly losing its shape. With a smirk she withdrew her foot from his groin, looking at the now-empty sac between his legs. She poked at the misshapen bulge, the mush in his ballsac squishing between her toes.

The woman took a moment to catch her breath, wiping the perspiration from her forehead. "Asshole," she muttered, pulling out her cell phone to call the police...

2 comments:

  1. This is a pretty good defense for females against maniacs, but there are other options as well:

    1. Obtaining a tazer or good ol' pepper spray.

    2. Acting out a wild behavior that will even freak out the attacker/raper. i.e.: Forcing your self to vomit, piss, or act like a crazy maniac possessed by a demon.

    3. Attempt to cause a scene or have a rape whistle. Seeing as this was at back of an alley, chances are smaller that people will spot you.

    But screw those options, ballbusting makes off as the best story line.

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  2. Heh, yeah -- ballbusting is maybe not the best strategy in real life, but it's awfully fun in a story :P Besides, a piece of scum like this guy deserves to have his gonads turned to goo -- it'll certainly prevent him from ever trying something like this again.

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