Batting Cage (Re-edited) - Part 2

This is an edited version of one of my favorite stories. The original was posted by Flashfemdom-AlexH a long time ago and was reposted [here](https://ballbustingstoriesj.blogspot.com/2020/08/the-batting-cage.html?zx=15d1f37bd4cd155c) a few years back. I wanted to modernize it, add to it and re-share it.

\*\*Warning: long story, mean, castration\*\*

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/BallbustingStories/comments/14reuh1/batting_cage_reedited_part_1/)

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It was around 7 when they left him. The pain was so bad that he didn't make it to the car until 7:45, even though it was a short walk. Michael sat there in the car, feeling sick and groggy from the unbearable pain. He became irritated when the girls didn't show up at 8:30, and pissed off when they finally showed up at 10.

They got in the car. Ashley sat in the passenger seat. Jessica and Emily sat in the back. “What took so long? I thought you were coming back at 8:30?”

“What time is it?” Ashley asked.

“It's 10,” Michael told her.

Ashley burst into laughter, “Wow, sorry about that…I guess we just lost track of time.”

“We had a lot of games to get through, Michael. This is the last day for the fair and we wanted to spend the rest of our money.” added Emily.

“Well, it's kind of insensitive of you to leave me here waiting that long. I mean, you know I wanna get to the hospital…”

“Still?” Ashley asked, laughing with the other girls.

“Yes, they still hurt…really bad.”

The girls all laughed. “Just take us home, then you can do whatever you want.” Ashley stated.

“No, I'm taking them home, then I'm going to the nearest emergency room. I'm not driving ALL the way out to Pasadena, and then to the emergency room. You'll have to just wait.”

“No WAY, that's not fair…you have to take me and Jessica home first.” objected Emily.

“No…I've spent all day waiting for you, dealing with your nut-taps.”

“They're called sack taps.” Ashley corrected, laughing with Jessica.

“Whatever! You're just gonna have to wait for me.”

Ashley, tired of arguing with her brother and seeing an opening, snapped her hand towards Michael's crotch and quickly secured a solid hold of his sack. She immediately noticed that it was now swollen to the size of a small grapefruit.

“What are you doing!?!?” Michael's voice quivered as the pain was so intense he could barely talk.

“I got his nuts!” announced Ashley. The girls chuckled. Michael was making funny noises. His head flashed with bolts of pain. “It's gonna get worse.” She chimed. She used both hands and got a really good grip on his sac, then started tightening. "They're sooo swollen." She laughed.

Emily was cracking up. “Squeeze 'em really hard Ashley, squeeze 'em really hard!”

Ashley squeezed harder. She squeezed so the pressure focused more on the base of his scrotum moving outward. This helped her keep her grip. She started twisting a little, wringing them out. Michael felt like he would have a heart attack. He started almost screaming “Stohahohaoooop!” STOOOPPPP!” He begged.

“Did you hear that?” She laughed.

"Yes! What was that Michael?" Emily asked. "Are you in pain or something?"

“He's crying again!” Ashley laughed. "So are you gonna take us all home first?" She smiled deviously.

“Okay, YES! Just please let go!” The girls laughed themselves silly.

“Don't do it!” Emily yelled.

“What's the matter Michael, does that hurt?” She jabbed her sharp manicured thumb nails into his nuts repeatedly. “Does that hurt? Does that hurt?” She mocked.

Michael was making all kinds of ridiculous sounds as his mind raced trying to think of a way out.

“What about this?” Ashley asked rhetorically as she moved her free hand to pinch hard on Michael's right nut. Michael let out a high-pitch squeal, causing Jessica and Emily to blurt out another laugh from the back seat.

Ashley finally let go. Michael opened the car door and tumbled out onto his hands and knees, dry heaving.

“Oh God,” Emily complained, rolling her eyes. The girls quietly smiled to themselves.

After Michael was done dry heaving, he just lay in the gravel whimpering and trying to cope with the pain somehow.

“LET'S GO!” screamed Ashley. Jessica laughed a bit at how cruel it was. Michael just lay there. “Come on Michael, you'll be sorry if I have to come out there.” Ashley yelled from the passenger seat. Emily and Jessica laughed.

Michael slowly brought himself upright. He felt worse than ever now. His right testicle was painful like nothing he could have ever imagined.

“Yeah, Michael, I DO have to get home to take care of Chris. So let's go.” Emily added.

“Okay, we're going.” quietly answered Michael.

The ride home was quiet. There was obvious tension in the air. Michael was angry. The girls thought it was funny, but they didn't feel like aggravating him while he was driving.

Michael finally arrived to Emily's house. “Bye Michael!” teased Jessica in a flirty tone, as she exited the car. “Good luck with your nuts Michael!” Emily followed, as she stepped out. Everyone but Michael laughed. Emily shut the car door and walked to the house.

“Oh gosh.” Ashley laughed to herself, noticing the stern look on Michael's face.

“It's really not funny Ashley, I can't believe you pinched me like that.”

“That WAS funny, just not to you because you're in a bad mood.”

“I'm not just in a bad mood Ashley, there's something wrong. I need to see a doctor.”

“Just so you stick to your word and take me home first.”

“What are you threatening to pinch my nut again!?”

“Not necessarily but I'll be mad if you break your promise.”

“Bitch.” Michael muttered under his breath.

“WHAT!?” Ashley barked back, quickly reaching down again to his groin and mercilessly squeezing his swollen balls. “What was that? I didn't quite catch that.”

“Nothing! Please! I'm sorry! Pleeease Stop! I'm sorry!" Michael cried out in a panic.

“That's what I thought.” Ashley affirmed as she stared him down intensely.

Ashley slowly released her grip around Michael's balls. “Now be a good brother and drive us home already. It's starting to get late.”

Michael took a second to compose himself, the pain was unbearable.

“Come on! I'm tired of waiting around. You've been wasting our time like this all day, nursing your stupid balls like a baby! It's getting old. I didn't even squeeze them that hard!” Ashley contested.

Michael was angry at her sister but too scared to say anything more to her. He reluctantly placed the car in drive and pulled out of Emily's driveway. The car ride was quiet for almost the whole forty five minutes it took to get back to Pasadena. Aside from the radio.

“Oh man, look what time it is…11:30…You have to work tomorrow morning right?” Ashley asked.

“Yeah, at 7 am.”

“You should probably just hold off on going to the emergency room then. You could be there all night and what you really need is sleep. Besides, I'm sure you're fine.”

“It doesn't matter, I need to go.”

“You realize it's a waste of time though, right?”

“No, it's not a waste of time Ashley.”

“They're just gonna get mad at you for wasting their time.”

“I'm going.”

“Okay, have fun with that then” She laughed as she closed to car door behind her.

Michael turned the car on, but he continued to think about what Ashley said. He really didn't want to waste his time at the emergency room or to waste the hospital's time. He also didn't want to have a night of no sleep. He reluctantly decided not to go and shut the car off.

When he walked in the door Ashley started laughing. “Did you change your mind?”

“Yes, I just need to sleep now.”

“Good call.” She laughed. Michael went to bed angry and in agony. He barely slept. When he woke up the next morning he felt worn out from the constant pain and lack of sleep. He felt stiff, swollen and hot around his groin. He found it hard to even get up at all. When he looked down he was disturbed to see that the bruising was darker than before. His balls were still pretty swollen, but the swelling in his dick had decreased noticeably.

Getting through the day at work was incredibly challenging. The constant pain continued. He felt a little feverish and had to pee constantly. When he finally got off, he was ready to go to the hospital and find out what the hell was wrong. As he walked out to his car, he got a call from Ashley.

“Hello?”

“Hey, how are you doing?”

“Not great. I'm heading to the hospital now.”

“NO! You were supposed to take me down to the rodeo in Houston tonight remember? We have to leave in half an hour or we won't make it.”

“Ah, I forgot about that but we have to cancel that Ashley. I HAVE to go to the hospital tonight.”

“No, you don't. You're fine. You got hit hard with a baseball so, yeah, it's gonna hurt…you're gonna be swollen for a few days but that's it. You aren't gonna lose your manhood and you don't need to go to the hospital.”

“You don't know, Ashley. I need to see a doctor to be sure.”

“So, go tomorrow.” She suggested.

“Ashley, work was really hard today, I barely made it through the day. I can't do that again tomorrow.”

“Come on! Please?”

Michael didn't want to give in, but he was a pushover and part of him hoped she was right about everything being okay.

“Fine.”

“Yes! Thank you! It will be fun, I promise!”

“Okay, see you soon.” Michael was frustrated but also holding onto hope that he was being a hypochondriac.

Ashley made a point not to bring up Michael's nuts during the rodeo. She also did her best to resist the urge to sack-tap him again, even though she could tell that Michael's sleep deprived and impaired state made them an easy target. She didn't want him to make her leave, and there was nobody to be entertained by hitting him in the nuts. She also didn't want to upset him since she hadn't brought any money with her again.

The last time Ashley had gone to a rodeo, two different riders had sustained serious groin injuries. Ashley was pretty disappointed that no such accidents had happened this time. She had no idea if any of those men ever went on to recover, but the potential for testicular manslaughter made these rodeos far more thrilling for her. Today had turned out to be rather uneventful in that regard.

She did however find it funny that her brother was walking around in small steps, obviously trying not to irritate his still swollen balls. Ashley pulled out her phone while Michael wasn't looking and took a quick video of him making his way towards the concession stand. She quickly posted it her friend group chat with the caption "My brother got hit in the balls yesterday, look at how he's walking lol", and they all had a laugh about it. Ashley did her best to hide her laugher so he wouldn't notice.

Michael had felt sick and horrible the whole time at the rodeo. He was regretting not going to the hospital and realized he wouldn't get another chance until the next day after work. He was also upset that he had reluctantly spent more money than he could afford again, after his sister successfully convinced him to pay for her food and drinks.

On the way back home, Ashley asked. “Soooo, are they feeling better?”

Michael sighed dejectedly. “Not really. I really need to get to the hospital, they’re still really swollen and they are constantly inflamed with pain.”

Ashley laughed a little. “Well, it’s too late tonight. You should probably go tomorrow if they don’t start feeling better…..maybe put some ice on ‘em?”

Michael was frustrated. “I’m worried I might have permanent damage. What if they have to be removed?” The fear was apparent in his voice.

Ashley cracked up laughing a bit. “That would suck for you. The rodeo wasn’t even that great…definitely not worth losing your nuts over.”

“I should just go to the emergency room tonight.”

“No, let’s just go home and wait til tomorrow. You could call in sick to work and go to the doctor.”

“Fine.” Michael reluctantly agreed because he was tired.

When they got home Ashley started chatting with Emily on her phone at around midnight. Michael was trying to get some sleep.

“Oh my gosh, you won’t believe it, but Michael says his balls are still hurting. He says they are still swollen and stuff.” Ashley typed.

“Are you serious? Lmao” Emily responded.

“Yeah, lol, he’s gonna go to the doctor tomorrow…he still thinks he's got permanent damage or that they'll remove his balls if he goes.”

“lol, he’ll be fine.”

“I know, right?”

“OMG. I told Jessica and she looked it up on the internet. Check this out.”

Emily sent Ashley the link. The page talked about testicular ruptures and how, left untreated for more than 24 hours, they become an incredibly high risk for testicular loss.

“OMG, lol, I have to wake Michael up to show him this….he’s gonna freak out.”

“lol yeah, what’s it been like 36 hours since the baseball?”

Ashley woke Michael up.

“What? I’m trying to sleep.” Michael was irritable.

“Sorry.” Ashley laughed. “I just thought you might want to look at this article that Emily sent me.” She had a certain glee to her voice.

“What is it?” He replied, exhausted.

“Well, it just says that if you have something called…a testicular rupture, that you need to go to the emergency room right away…because if you wait more than 24 hours the odds of losing the testicle just gets really high” Ashley smiled in a matter of fact way.

“FUCK. I knew it!” Michael mumbled as he pulled himself out of bed. “I gotta go now!” He had a sense of dread welling inside. Ashley turned away as he emerged from the covers. Ashley chuckled quietly to herself as she walked into the other bedroom.

Michael felt sick as he looked at the discolored mess that was his scrotum. He knew he had been in denial. He started to feel faint, but he managed to hold himself together and get dressed.

Ashley got back on her phone.

“I just told him.”

“What’d he say?”

“Well, he was in bed trying to go to sleep, but when I told him and he was like "Fuck! I gotta go!". He looked all frantic.”

“It’s understandable, I guess…I mean, he’s basically going to the doctor in the middle of the night to get neutered, right?”

“LMAOOOOO”

“j/k he’ll probably get to keep at least one nut.”

“Yeah, and that’s all a guy needs right?”

“Right…just means he’ll have to keep an eye out for stray baseballs.”

Michael was utterly sick with anxiety as he drove to the hospital. His heart was racing when the check-in nurse first addressed him. She was only a few years older than him and was quite pretty, which made him feel all the more awkward about explaining his predicament to her.

“So... you got hit with a baseball in a batting cage at 90 miles per hour… and you’ve waited more than 36 hours to see us despite the swelling and pain?” The nurse raised her big irresistible eyes.

“Yeah, my cousin was visiting and I’ve had these obligations to keep with my sister…plus I just thought it would start getting better.”

The nurse raised her eyebrows and grimaced as she looked down. She shook her head smiling as she filled out the form. She looked up at him with an almost smug grin.

“The doctor will be with you soon. Please wait here.” she instructed him, before moving on to another patient.

Michael couldn’t get a moment of relaxation as the pain and anxiety overwhelmed him in the waiting room. After almost an hour of waiting, a doctor finally came out.

“Michael Jones.” she called softly, reading from the form in her hand.

Michael was taken by surprise. He wasn't expecting a woman, or for her to look so intimidating. She was quite attractive, and relatively young for a doctor, but had a stern look to her. She introduced herself as Dr. Carter and guided him into an examination room. She left him alone to strip down. He put on a gown, the front of which protruded forward over his swollen sack.

“Ready?” Doctor Carter asked from outside the room.

“Yes.” nervously squeaked Michael.

She came in calmly and smiling. “Okay, let’s see the damage.” She lifted up the gown and immediately slipped an inadvertent wince. She cupped her cold latex-gloved fingers around his swollen scrotum, gently feeling and prodding its texture. “Well, I can tell you right now they’re both gonna be removed.” She stated coldly and unsparingly.

“Oh God! Isn’t there any chance?”

She sighted. “Well, we’ll do a cat scan…it’s standard procedure... but don’t get your hopes up.” She answered him with one eyebrow raised.

“The good news is you’ll be okay…you won’t be able to fully function sexually anymore, but you’ll live. The moral here is if you have a medical emergency, don't wait to get to the emergency room.” She smiled. “A lesson you’ll never forget I’m sure.”

Michael spent 12 hours in the emergency wing. The cat-scan had confirmed the doctor's original prognosis, but she seemed more annoyed that she had to waste the time to confirm what she already knew. Doctor Carter completed the procedure without showing any care or sympathy for Michael losing his manhood. Once he came too, Michael felt lost and depressed about his future.

When Michael got home he was surprised to see Ashley, Emily and Jessica all sitting in his living room chatting. They all looked at him with wide questioning eyes and mischievous grins.

“So, what’s the news?” Emily asked. Michael didn’t respond, he just went to the kitchen.

“Oh my gosh... I think that means he lost ‘em.” Ashley snickered.

“Poor Michael, did you just get neutered?” Jessica asked. “I think you have a new sister Ashley.” The girls laughed. Michael didn’t respond. He was pissed. He barged into the living room.

“Yes, they had to be removed! My sex life is over! Do you understand that!? OVER! And all because you fucking bitches had to spend the day at the fair going on your stupid rides and your playing your stupid rip-off games! And it wasn’t enough that I got hit with a baseball, you all had to keep hitting me and kicking me! It’s your fault this happened, all of you!”

“Whoa, hold on.” Emily stepped in as the voice of reason to defend the girls. “It's not our fault you walked over the plate. It's not our fault you waited a whole other day to go to the hospital. It’s not our fault you’re…nutless.” Emily and the girls snickered. “It’s not our fault you’ll never have kids.” Michael just glared.

“This is a perfect example of natural selection at work. It's text-book darwinism. If you are enough of a moron to walk in front of a high-speed pitching machine, you don’t get to have kids. Your moron genes are dropped from the species.” stated Emily. The girls all cracked up. Michael kept glaring.

“Calm down Michael, it’s not that bad. From what I heard, you weren’t getting much use out of it anyway. What was it Julia was saying? You can't fuck a limp dick or something like that?” Ashley carelessly added. All the girls cracked up, as Michael's heart sank further.

“How does she know about that? Did Julia share private details to her friends? How many others know?” he frantically thought to himself. Michael was still angry but also felt overwhelmed and defeated. The girls had crushed his will to argue, and there was nothing he could say or do to them now that could bring his balls back. All he could do is dwell on the fact that no woman would ever take him seriously and that he would stay a virgin forever. Michael silently walked to his room in shame, as the girls got on their phones.

Social Media posts from the girls within the hour:

Ashley:

“OMG just found out my brother lost his nuts” Jessica, Emily and several other of Ashley's friends liked it.

Emily:

“My cousin just lost his balls lol” Ashley, Jessica and several other of Emily's friends liked it.

Comments:

Hannah: What happened?

Jessica: He got hit with a baseball in the batting cage at 90 mph

Hannah: wow, lol, did you see this?

Jessica: Yes :) It was priceless

Emily: I wish we had it recorded on video.

Jessica: I know! It would have gone viral for sure. XD

Ashley also messaged Julia directly, just to be sure she got to tell her the news.

Ashley: “Just thought you should know, my brother got into an accident at the fair yesterday. The idiot got hit by a baseball going 90 mph and ended up losing both his nuts. ”

Julia: “omg...for real??”

Ashley: “Yep! He just got back from the hospital in tears. I could probably get you a picture of his stitches if you don't believe me.”

Julia: “omg, please don't. I believe you. That's terrible though. I kind of feel bad for him.”

Ashley: “Why? It was his own fault. This hopefully means that he'll stop messaging you too, since he won't be thinking with his dick anymore lol.”

Julia: “It was getting really annoying and pathetic. Thank you for letting me know, this kind of makes things a lot easier for me.”

Ashley: “You bet! Just let me know if he still causes you any problems!”

Julia: “Will do! Thanks! <3”

Ashley: “<3”

Michael spent the next few weeks in complete stagnation, barely leaving his room and avoiding all social contact. His disposition towards life and women had been completely shattered. Ashley never paid him the 200 dollars she had promised to pay him back, but he didn't have the spine or willpower to look at her in the eyes, let alone confront her for it.

He eventually went back to the hospital for his follow up appointment with Dr. Carter, where she cleaned out his stitches and prescribed him some testosterones pills that he would have to take for the rest of his life. He didn't have insurance and could barely afford them, but he eventually regained some level of normalcy. His sister, cousin and all their friends never quite missed an opportunities to tease him about his missing testicles from then on. Even Julia eventually joined in the teasing with the other girls. His tale was quickly spread by the girls as a warning to all men, to always be mindful in a batting cage.

THE END