New Self Defense Class at Washington High - Chapter 14, part 6 - They Want Them Bigger

**Chapter 14, part 6 - They Want Them Bigger**

The three ladies headed toward the dressing rooms and got there just as Carl and Emma were exiting, followed closely by the three crew members of the studio team. Seeing how tight Carl’s suit was, Lucy couldn’t help but notice how much his balls stood out. “Wow, that suit looks great on you!” She said to her brother. Carl turned his back in embarrassment.

Barb leaned into Holly’s ear and whispered, “I can’t believe they want bigger nuts than that. For heaven’s sake.”

“I know, right?” Holly said back to her. “But it’s now or never. You ready?”

Barb nodded.

“You guys go ahead,” Holly said to the group. “We’ll meet you in the studio in a couple minutes.”

“Anything of concern?” Charolette asked.

“No, no, no,” Holly said, “we just want make sure Carl’s ready.”

“Okay, but don’t take too long,” Charolette said, “Katie doesn’t like to wait for talent.”

“Oh, you let me worry about Katie,” Holly said. “We’ll be down there in a few minutes.”

Lucy and Holly each grabbed one of Carl’s arms and led him back into the dressing room.

“What’s going on, guys?” Carl asked, confused to what was happening.

“Carl honey,” Barb said to her son, “How much does this modeling job mean to you?”

Carl dropped his head, not sure where this was heading. “You know this means the world to me, mother. I would give anything to do this.”

“Anything?” Barb asked.

“Even your left nut!” Lucy interjected.

“Lucy! Enough!” Barb said.

“Yes, I’d give my left nut to be a model,” he said back to his sister. Then he looked at his mother. “Why do you ask? What’s going on?”

Barb put her arm around her son. “Dear, Lucy overheard the hair and make-up gals talking in the bathroom saying that they wished your nuts were bigger.”

“Much bigger!” Lucy chimed in.

“You’re not helping,” Barb said as she scowled at her daughter. “But, yes, according to your sister, they did say that they wished they were much bigger.”

“Well, I’m sorry, but this is how big they are,” Carl said, cupping both his balls with both of his hands. “And I don't think we can’t change that.”

“Well.. that’s the thing, honey,” Barb said, squeezing him a little tighter, “we think we can make them bigger.”

“We?” Carl said with hesitation in his voice.

“Yes dear, we.” Barb said. “Do you trust me?”

“You know I do, mother,” Carl said, “but I’m not sure what you’re getting at?”

“It was actually your gym teacher’s idea,” Barb said, looking over at Holly. “You trust her, don’t you?”

Carl - who had a huge crush on his teacher - nodded and softly said, “Of course.”

“Well, we thought if we took turns kicking your nuts, that would cause some swelling and make them bigger, right gals?” Barb said with earnest sincerity. Both Lucy and Holly taking note that she said WE would kick them, meaning she planned to participate.

“It’s our only option, really Carl,” Miss H said in her tight leggings and form-fitting crop top as she sauntered over and grabbed his arm. How could he say no to that?

“Or, you could go out there like this, do this one night and be done with modeling forever,” Lucy said.

“Shut up. Did they say that?” Carl asked.

“Yep,” Lucy said. “I heard it plain as day. I’m sorry, bro, but they said they want them bigger. Much bigger.”

Carl knew he had no option. “You guys know how much this means to me,” he said looking at the floor. Then he took a deep breath, looked up and said, “Okay, let’s get this over with.”

Lucy clapped her hands like a little girl. “Yay!! Okay, mom. You should start!”

Barb was wearing sensible flats, so nothing too menacing, but understandably, Carl was still a little nervous. “That suit really lifts your nuts up nicely, son. What a wonderful target,” Barb said getting in place for her first kick. “How should I do this?” She asked, looking at the other two ladies.

“Remember how you were in dance line in high school?” Lucy said, “Just pretend you are doing one of your kick routines, except instead of kicking into the air, you’re kicking into his balls.”

“That’s a great idea, honey,” Barb said. “Okay, Carl, stand right over here and I’ll count it off.”

Carl stood where his mother directed him and just as he started to have second thoughts he heard, “FIVE, SIX, SEVEN, EIGHT!” And his mother started kicking into the air from a few feet away and was making her way closer to him. Before he knew it, BAM!! His mother’s strong leg delivered a massive kick up into both of his nuts. Carl bent at the waist and immediately gasped for air.

“Oh, honey, I’m so sorry!” Barb announced as she put a hand on his back while he panted, hunched over. “Did I get you good?”

Carl nodded yes.

“You don’t have to be sorry, mom,” Lucy said elated at what she just saw. “You - WE - are all helping him out by doing this.”

“You’re right, dear,” Barb said. “It just felt kind of weird. I’ve never kicked a man in the balls before.”

“You did great, mother! And it was for his own good,” Lucy said. “My turn!” And without giving Carl any time to recover, Lucy took two aggressive steps toward her brother, wearing her heavy sneakers, and delivered a powerful snap kick to the balls. Carl stumbled forward and lunged to place both of his hands on his sister’s shoulders.

Lucy didn’t mind the physical contact. It actually was kind of endearing. Carl put his head to one side of Lucy’s and started panting hard. “There, there,” Lucy said, holding up her brother, her chest pressed against his. “You’re fine. Keep breathing,” she said as she stroked his hair.

Carl was touched by his sister’s tenderness and wrapped his arms around her waist to remain standing. Even through the pain, he could feel her soft breasts pressed tightly against him. That eased the pain a bit.

“Let’s take a look,” Lucy said, disengaging from her brother. “Are your nuts any bigger?”

Getting down on one knee, Lucy brought her right hand up and cupped his entire package. Carl flinched at the touch, but knew she was just trying to help. “They do seem a bit bigger - yay!” Lucy said. “Your turn, Miss H.”

Carl was actually looking forward to his gym teacher’s kick. She was every students’ fantasy. She was quite a sight, standing there in a really tight top and those amazing pink leggings. He actually felt a tinge of excitement in his swimsuit, even through the throbbing pain.

“My turn, I guess, Carl,” Holly said quietly. “I’m sorry if this is going to hurt, but just remember, we are just trying to help you.”

She pulled up her leggings at the waist, momentarily displaying a beautiful camel toe. Carl looked down in awe which was exactly the distraction that Holly wanted. She leapt forward and swung her right foot with bullet speed into Carl’s groin.

“Ooooof!” Carl said as he stumbled forward. But with no one there to catch him, he fell to the floor.

“Nice kick!” Lucy yelled. “I think you got both nuts with that one!”

Carl started to dry heave. He was now on all fours, desperately trying to catch his breath.

Unbeknownst to the group, two women in their 40’s had just opened the door to the dressing room looking for their two sons, and they had witnessed Holly’s brutal kick to his balls. They would have gone undetected, but one of them gasped so loud that all three ladies turned to see who was at the door.

“Oh - ummm - sorry,” one of the women said. “We’re just looking for our boys. Have you seen…” Then the woman caught a glimpse of Carl on his knees and the huge bulge in his swimsuit and jumped back in horror. “Is he… okay?” She asked. “I can call the nurse.”

More than embarrassed, Barb walked over to the two ladies and assured them everything was just fine. That it was just a little ritual they liked to do before every photo shoot.

Puzzled, the two women took one more look down at Carl and exited the dressing room.

“Did you see the size of that guy’s nuts?” One of the women said to the other once they were safely in the hallway.

“They looked pretty amazing in that suit,” the second woman said. “I wish my Johnny filled out a suit like that.” They both chuckled at the thought.

Back in the dressing room, Holly knelt down next to Carl and asked him to turn and lie on his back. Carl was hesitant to move from this position. “Carl, I’d like to check your nuts, but I can’t do that if you’re on your knees.”

That was all he needed to hear. *She is going to check my nuts?* Carl said to himself. *Maybe this kicking thing wasn’t such a bad idea after all*, he thought.

Once he was on his back, Holly got down on both knees, positioning herself on Carl’s right hip. Lucy and Barb gathered closer to get a better look.

“Whoa! Look at his left nut!” Lucy said with enthusiasm. “It’s huge!”

Holly reached out and cupped Carl’s left nut in her hand and said, “Yeah, I think that one took the brunt of my kick.” Carl was in such pain he wanted to curl up, but every second his teacher held onto his nut was also heavenly. What a conundrum he found himself in.

“Well, I think we might be good with ol’ Lefty there,” Holly said. “Can you guys help me get him up?”

Barb stepped over and offered her hand. “You’re doing great, honey. Here, let me help you.”

Through blurry vision, Carl reached up and grabbed his mother’s hand while Holly took a hold of his other. It wasn’t easy, but they eventually got him to his feet.

It was Barb’s turn again and Carl was standing, but was hunched over with both hands on his knees, drawing in slow breaths. “Would you guys mind holding him up?” Barb asked the other two. As soon as he was upright, Barb got a really good look at just how swollen his left nut had gotten. She stepped forward and gently lifted the nut in her hand.

“This nut really is much bigger,” Barb said, looking like she was checking cantaloupe at the market. “There’s not a chance that we rupture this one if we kick it again, is there?”

Holly knew the answer, but didn’t want to frighten Barb - or Carl. “It’s highly unlikely,” Holly said, “But I’d aim for the right one if I were you.”

“Well, I’ll do my best,” Barb said. “Can he spread his legs a little more?”

“Good idea, mom,” Lucy said. “That should give you better access.”

With the two ladies each holding one of Carl’s arms near his shoulders, they had a pretty good grip on him. Lucy reminded her brother to spread is legs a bit further and as he did so, she noticed his left nut drop lower than his right. She was about to say something to her mother, but just as she went to speak, Barb quickly stepped forward and thrust her right leg forcefully into Carl’s groin. And she didn’t miss. WHAM!!!

Carl didn’t make a sound and dropped like a sack of potatoes to the floor, despite the two ladies holding him up.

“Oh, no!” Barb screamed. “I think I got his left nut! Honey are you okay?”

All three of them gathered at his side as he lay motionless. “I think he passed out,” Holly said, putting a hand to his face, caressing his cheek.

“Oh, dear,” Barb said with trepidation in her voice. “I didn’t rupture him, did I? Should I go get the nurse?!”

Holly reached over and put her left hand on Carl’s left nut. She used her thumb and forefinger to slightly squeeze the nut, checking for any damage. Barb watched her every move intently, frightened that she made have just popped one of her son’s testicles.

“It’s even more swollen, but it’s still intact,” Holly said as Barb let out a huge sigh of relief.

“But he’s still passed out,” Barb said worried about how long he’d be out.

“Here, let me check something,” Holly said, not wanting to share her idea, but knowing it would most likely work. “I’m just going to check his other nut to see how that one’s doing.” She slyly slipped her hand under Carl’s suit and started fondling not only his right nut, but out of the sight of his sister and mother, she also got a hold of his cock. Pretending to examine his nut she skillfully started playing with the head of his cock. Once she felt it starting to fill with blood she knew it wouldn’t be long for his brain to follow. And about 30 seconds in, it worked.

Carl shuttered awake and instinctively reached for his aching left nut. When his hands made it to his groin, he felt something that didn’t seem right. *Is that a hand in my suit?* He thought to himself. When he was able to regain the focus in his vision, he looked to his left and saw the beautiful Miss H kneeling there with a sly smile on her face.

“You feeling better?” Miss H asked.

Carl kept his hand on top of hers and despite the pain it induced, he squeezed her hand, not wanting this moment to end.

“He’s awake!” Barb yelled. “Great job, Holly!”

Letting go of Carl’s dick, Holly took hold of his right nut and she leaned down so her face was right next to his and she whispered, “Sorry about this.”

“Sorry about what?” Carl whispered back.

And Miss H squeezed his right nut with all her might.

“ARRRRRRRGH!!!” Carl screamed, with his mother and sister looking on in shocked confusion.

If his screams weren’t so loud, they probably could have heard the crunching of Carl’s right nut.

“What’s happening?!!” Barb asked quite concerned. “Is it ruptured?”

Carl’s eyes rolled into the back of his head and Holly, with her free hand, managed to catch is head before it went crashing back to the floor. She slipped her hand out of his swimsuit, gently let go of his head and stood up, standing between both of his splayed out legs.

“What’s going on?” Lucy asked.

“Join me up here,” Holly said to both of them.

Confused, Barb and Lucy did as instructed and got up and stood next to the gym teacher. “What is this about?” Barb asked, more confused than ever.

“Watch,” Holly said plainly, looking down at Carl’s crotch.

It didn’t take long for Carl’s right nut to balloon up, nearly matching the size of his left. First, Lucy’s jaw dropped. Then Barb’s did. “How did you do that?” Barb asked in amazement.

“One of the THE most effective self defense moves, is the squeeze and pull,” Holly said with a smile. “You can put a LOT of pressure on a guy’s nut with that move. And here are the results,” she said, motioning toward Carl’s groin.

“That is amazing!” Lucy said. “Do you teach that in your class?”

“We haven’t yet - for obvious reasons,” Holly said, “But I’m hoping to get it cleared with the principal, once that class resumes.”

“And now his nuts match - we can take him to the studio!” Barb said. “Let’s see if they think they are small now!”

“Umm, there’s one small problem,” Lucy said. “He’s still passed out.”

Holly grabbed the water bottle she brought along and sprayed some on Carl’s face. After only a few seconds, he coughed awake and immediately grabbed for both his balls and started moaning.

“My balls!” He screamed. “What the fuck!”

“Watch the language!” Barb scolded her son. Then they heard a loud knock on the dressing room door.

“You guys almost ready?” Katie yelled from the other side of the door. “Can I come in?”

“Sure, sure,” Holly said turning to the others and in a loud whisper said, “Get him on his feet, now!”

Holly made her way to the door and opened it for her friend Katie. “What is taking you guys so long?” She asked. “The photographer is ready, let’s go!”

“Sorry, we were just giving Carl a helping - um - hand,” Holly said. “He’s ready when you are!”

Katie took a few more steps into the dressing room and saw Carl standing there, barely able to stay on his feet. “You okay big fella?” She asked.

“Oh, he’s just fine,” Barb said, “Let’s do this!”

As they made their way to the studio, Katie pulled Holly aside and let the others go ahead. “Is it just me, or do his balls seem even bigger than when we first got here?” She asked her friend.

“I’m not sure,” Holly said, “But I think that same thing every time I see him in class. They always seem bigger to me, it’s crazy!”

“Yeah, crazy,” Katie said in return.

Carl painfully made his way to the studio, his mother holding his left hand and his sister holding his right, doing their best to keep him upright. When they got to the door, Barb pulled her son tight to him and softly said, “That was the hard part, now you get to have fun,” she said, reaching her left hand down to cup both of his nuts, “And show the world your talents.” As she said “talents” she lifted his nuts in the air just as they entered the studio.

The photographer, Cherise, smiled widely as Carl walked toward her. “This is going to be so much fun. Great job with the hair and make-up, gang!” She said looking over at Charolette, Olive and Mia. Then she turned to Katie. “Tell me again what the slogan is for this ad campaign?”

“Speedos - we’re NUTS about them!” Katie said to her photographer.

Cherise just grinned wider. “You really know how to pick ‘em. Let’s get it on!” She said, gesturing for Emma and Carl to step under the lights.

The first thing Cherise noticed was how Emma’s suit clung to her fit body. It fit like a glove and once under the bright lights, one could really get a good look at her shaved pussy under that white suit. Her nipples looked great as well, Cherise noted.

Then she took a look at Carl. “Oh, dear,” she said to herself. “Charolette, honey. Can you come here for a second?”

Charolette made her way over to Cherise. “What’s up?”

“What do you notice about our male model?” Cherise asked.

Charolette started looking Carl up and down and once her eyes settled on Carl’s package she immediately saw the issue. “Oh, my,” she said looking at Cherise. “We couldn’t see that in the dressing room. Want me to try some make-up on it?”

Barb was a little confused to what the issue was so she turned to ask Miss H.

“Well, it could be that giant vein traveling down the front of Carl’s left nut,” Holly said.

“Oh, wow,” Barb said. “You can really see that in this light, can’t you? What do you think they’ll do, get him a new suit?”

Holly saw Cherise walking aggressively toward Carl. “I think we’re about to find out.”

Cherise stopped in front of Carl, squatted down in front of his crotch and yelled over to Charolette, “How could you miss this,” She said as she traced the large vein on Carl’s nut. “It looks like North and South America on a globe,” she said as she gingerly rubbed her first three fingers over the contours of it. “I can even feel the mountain ranges. No make-up is going to cover this.”

Getting concerned, Katie sauntered over and whispered to Cherise, “Is this going to be a problem? That might be too obscene for some of our retailers.”

Determined to find a solution, Cherise stepped directly in front of Carl, slid her right hand into his swimsuit and started twisting his left nut. Watching the nut as she twisted, she only had a few millimeters to go before the vein would disappear to the back. But those last few millimeters were very painful ones for Carl who put both hands on his hips and arched his back in pain.

“Just…a…little…further,” Cherise said, gritting her teeth. Everyone in the room could now hear his nut cords slowly ripping. They all drew in a breath and held it in, watching this painful procedure happening only a few feet away.

Carl’s eyes started to water and roll to the back of his head. Cherise caught that just in time and stopped twisting his nut. “There!” She said, “That should do it!”

“You’re a genius!” Katie said, “Let’s shoot!”

Lucy’s jaw dropped, seeing her brother’s nut violently twisted right in front of them. That was amazing, she thought to herself.

Cherise took Carl’s arm and draped it over her shoulder and directed him where to stand. “You’re doing great!” She said, trying to encourage Carl to keep his feet after she nearly twisted his left nut off.

Carl had been in so much pain that he hardly noticed how hot Emma looked in her suit. He felt a twinge in his dick as he eyed her up and down. Even through all the nut pain, his sex drive was still quite lucid. He couldn’t miss the cleavage that her two pink lips created under that white suit only accentuating her beautiful clit.

“I’m thinking of having you kneel in front of Carl, just to the left, and bringing up your right hand to cup his balls,” Katie said.

“Oh, you want me to actually touch them?” Emma asked, a bit embarrassed.

“Of course dear,” Katie said, “It’s those nuts that we are using to sell these suits, and the brand, so yes, I’d like you to touch them.”

As soon as Emma was in place, Cherise started snapping pics. “That’s it dear, lift his nuts a bit higher,” Cherise directed, Katie quite pleased with how things were looking.

Emma placed her right hand under Carl’s nuts and started pushing them up, her hand not large enough to span the entire width. “Sorry of this hurts,” she whispered to Carl. “I’ll try to be gentle.”

“Thank you,” was all Carl could grunt out as he was still overwhelmed with pain.

“I can’t believe she just twisted his nut like that,” Lucy said to her mother and Holly. “You can’t even see that vein anymore.”

“Yeah, it was a pretty clever idea,” Miss H said, her eyes fixated on Carl’s nuts.

“You don’t think it’s too painful for my baby, do you?” Barb asked with concern.

“I’m no expert, but I bet it’s not as bad as when we kicked him,” Holly replied. “Did you see the faces he was making with each kick?”

“And when you crushed his nut with your hand!” Lucy said, “His eyes actually went cross! It was hilarious!”

“Can you try squatting lower?” Cherise directed Emma.

Emma knew she couldn’t get too much lower, then an idea came to her. “What about this?” She said as she went into the full splits right in front of Carl.

“That’s fantastic!” Cherise said. “Hold that there!”

“She’s a gymnast!” Miss H yelled out from behind some light stands, proud of her student.

“I can tell,” Cherise said back to Holly. “This will make for some interesting shots!”

Emma went deeper into her splits, causing the crotch of her suit to ride up even tighter into her skin. The transparency of it clearly showed her beautiful lips in all their clean-shaven glory.

“Now reach up and cup his nuts!” Cherise cried out to Emma.

“Like this?” Emma replied as she temporarily lost her balance and dug her fingers into Carl’s right nut. Overtaken by the surprise, Carl’s eyes bugged out of his head and Cherise started clicking away.

“Wonderful, Emma!” The photographer yelled. “More of that!”

Overtaken by the encouragement, Emma repositioned herself and reached up with both hands and grabbed onto each nut. Cherise was waiting for Carl to make the same face he just made when his nuts were squeezed.

“Make that face, Carl!” She yelled.

Carl tried to recreated it, but it wasn’t convincing. “No, more authentic please. Is he this bad of an actor?” the photographer asked Katie.

Emma looked up at Carl trying to recreate the face he made before and failing miserably. She didn’t like Cherise’s comment about Carl’s acting. He wasn’t really there to act, he was there because of his enormous balls, she thought. Then she clamped down hard on both of his nuts.

Carl’s eyes bugged out even more and Cherise was thrilled. “Yes! Yes! Yes! Just like that,” she said as she practically held down the shutter.

After many shots, Katie noticed the nut that she had turned to face the other direction, had twisted back into place. Most likely from Emma’s aggressive maneuvering.

“Cut! Cut! Cut!” Katie yelled. “His nut turned back around.”

Seeing the large vein staring her right in the face, Emma took action, “Oh, I can twist it back!” She said with enthusiasm as she reached her hand into Carl’s trunks and started twisting his right nut to face backward. Miss H was the only one to noticed that she twisted the wrong nut, but held off saying anything for a few moments as that familiar crunching noise was once again filling the studio. Finally, the guilt was too much and she said something to the photographer, “Umm, you might want to have her twist the nut with the large vein in the front instead of that one.”

Cherise quickly looked over at Carl and noticed his left nut had the large vein in front and that Emma had indeed, twisted the wrong nut. Feeling horrible for her mistake, Emma quickly reached back into Carl’s suit, took a hold of his right nut and twisted it - in the wrong direction. The crunching sound echoed once more in the 20-foot high room. The women looking on all brought their hands down to their crotches and grimaced in sympathy and Emma rapidly withdrew her hand from Carl’s suit in shock.

“Ooooooh! I’m so sorry!” Emma said, looking up into Carl’s face. “That was an accident. Here, let me move it back.”

Carl tried to turn away, but that only made things worse. As he was turning away, Emma now had a firm grip on his highly sensitive right nut and Carl let out a yelp. “Keep still!” Emma said, chastising Carl, “Let me move your nut back in place!”

Zapped of any energy to fight back, Carl conceded, and slowly turned back toward Emma. She did eventually move the nut back into place, much to Carl’s relief. Then, without asking, she took hold of his left nut and twisted it the opposite way that Katie had just moment before.

Carl loudly drew breath in, trying to take the pain. “Is that okay?” Emma asked innocently. “Did I twist it right?”

Katie, who was stunned watching the whole ordeal, “Well, you twisted it in a different way than we did. And that might have been a bit uncomfortable for Carl here. But I don’t see the vein any more, so we’ll go with it.”

Then Katie clapped her hands to get everyone’s attention. “Okay folks! Let’s try the second swimsuit,” she said to the group. “Charolette, can you take these two down to the dressing room and put them in the next suit?”

“Sure thing!” Charolette said, amused by what just transpired. And they headed back down to the dressing room.