Seeds of Heroism - Chapter 46
Chapter 46 – content: >!accidental busting, animals, castration!<
*[A guide to the world of Bythos!](https://imgur.com/a/poZLPkK)*
A sparrow idly sang in the branches above, it’s chirping bounding alongside the gravel crunching under his feet. A stream bubbled close by and the air was seasoned with the smell of pine resin and the chill of a morning on the mountains.
Trudging along the path, Jim started to see the band of shimmering water shine through the trees. He broke through the tree line, welcoming the sun’s rays warming up his body. It was a lovely day, one of those sorts of days that would end with him slinking into bed tired but happy. The call of nature let itself be known with a short pang of pressure and so he started nestling with his pants. Instead of just taking his dick out to take a leak, Jim let his pants drop to his ankles completely. The river was right there, after all, and the chilly air felt good on his skin. There was a sense of freedom about peeing in the open like this.
“Can I ask you to go downstream a bit for that, you’re going to spook the fishes. Oh, unless you were going to spank the monkey, in that case, go right ahead.”
Startled, Jim turned and stepped back, which unfortunately made his pants get caught between his legs. He started to go down like a felled tree. Trying not to smash his head against the river rocks strewn about, he turned so that he might break his fall with his hands. The twisting motion ruined his pants, the ripping sound unmistakeable. He managed to get his hands underneath them, but unfortunately, they weren’t the only part of him slamming against the rocks. A particularly tall rock jutted out of the ground right where his crotch was, painfully jabbing his nuts for a perfect three-point landing.
Jim curled in on himself, protectively cradling his balls, but the voice cut through the haze of pain. “You OK? You didn’t need to go and smash your boy bits in pre-emptive obedience like that. Really, it’s cool if you want to jerk the gherkin, I don’t mind.”
[She was lounging in a camping chair, legs spread and holding a tall fishing rod between them.](https://imgur.com/a/olZK01t) The girl’s black hair fell to her shoulders and she was dressed in a fisherman’s getup, including one of those hats with floppy rims that covered her eyes, so she had to turn her head way up and peer at him like that.
“I didn’t mean-” Jim squeaked and cleared his throat. “I mean, I didn’t mean to do that. Sorry, I didn’t notice anyone here, I’ll just go.”
“With those cantaloupes swelling between your legs? I don’t think so.” She padded a large, flat rock right next to her camping chair. “Come, sit down, the water pools a bit here, you can hang your tackle in there and cool off.”
Embarrassment and nut pain fought inside him, and the pain won. He limped over to the girl and sat on the rock. As he let go of his balls, they sagged into the cool water, making him sigh.
“Feels good, doesn’t it? I keep thinking you should chill your balls more often anyway. Helps the swelling go down, and we both know you experience things like that often enough, haha.” She reeled in her line, checking if anything had hooked, then cast it again.
“You’re making it sound like you know me.”
“I sure do, Jim! I was there right from the start, after all. When you died. When you were reborn. When you got hit in the nuts that one time… wait, that’s all the time. You really should watch out more where you put those things.”
Heat rose to his face and he decided to ignore that bit of advice. “Are you… Norea?”
“Nope! Try again.”
“You are definitely not Lilith…”
“Correct. Honestly, if that had been your guess, I would have smacked your nuts myself.” She sat the fishing rod into a plastic holder to keep it in place. “Is this what ‘teasing someone’ feels like? It’s fun. Anyway, we never talked, so I doubt you’re going to guess the answer.”
“But, if you were there when I died… and you’re not Lilith or Norea… I don’t understand.”
“I am Fate.”
His eyes glazed over as he remembered that strange time between his old life and this one. *Until the two sides of Fate’s scales are once more in balance,* Norea’s droning voice rings out in his head. Wait, didn’t Liriel say something kind of like that? *Fate has deemed you unworthy.* No, he had only dreamt that…
Hesitantly, he started to speak. “Are… you another Goddess? Like Norea and Lilith?”
She held out her palm flat out and wiggled it up and down. “These days I’m more like a hobby arbiter.” She snorted. “It’s funny that those two call themselves goddesses. Lazy ingrates, that’s what they should call themselves.” Fate rummaged in a little bag off to her side and took out something yellow. “Dried mango?”
Jim shook his head, a bit taken aback. “No, thanks. Uhh, Fate, what is-”
“Please, call me Ennoa. Fate is just a title, those two have just refused to call me by name after I gave them a proper scolding. They can be so childish sometimes.”
“Ennoa, is this real? Am I dreaming? Am I dead again?”
She just shrugged. “Does it matter?”
“I think?” A shadow fell on his face. “Maybe not… I messed it all up anyway. Liriel hates me, and Lilith is still hell-bent on taking revenge for whatever it is I did.”
Ennoa tapped a finger against her chin. “Mhm, I think I can explain that last bit at least. You see, she was caught being naughty because of you.”
“Being… naughty?” *Please don’t tell me she means running me over with a truck.*
“I mean when she ran you over with a truck.” Jim sighed. “They have a deal between them, of sorts. They would not directly engage with mortals or mess with their lives and see who can gather more believers. I am to crown a winner between them in a few millennia. But when Lilith made you meet an untimely demise, Norea came crying to me because she had chosen you as her next great messiah on earth. The man with the most delicate, graceful penis in all the universes. She really likes the small ones.”
Jim shifted uncomfortably on his rock but Ennoa didn’t pay him any attention. “I eventually gave in and made Lilith spend a lifetime as a man on Bythos with just such a small penis as a reminder that she hadn’t been fair to Norea. Honestly, I had thought she would be back in a few minutes because I had sent her straight to her own creations, to demonkind. That’s why I worded my judgment like that. She would get her little ballsies popped by her own creations, which arguably meant she was no longer a man, punishment completed, lesson in humility learned.” Ennoa sighed. “Turns out I messed up, and those tiny nuts are completely unbreakable and now she plans on taking over Bythos. And she sees you as the reason that all of this happened.”
“… that’s unfair.”
She nodded. “True, but so is having balls in general. I mean, how do you even manage to sit down without crushing them?”
His blush was back. “I-I can manage.” He scratched his head. “More importantly, why are they even quarrelling in the first place? They’re sisters!”
Ennoa snorted and adjusted the fishing rod. “That’s a lie. They used to be one.”
“Huh?”
“They were one person, I mean, originally. Sophia, they- she was called. She lived happily together with her husband, but when he, ahem, didn’t watch where he was pointing his stick, she went berserk and broke his nuts. Word of advice, never cum in a girl’s hair. We *really* don’t like that.”
Jim quickly nodded. “I’ll try to remember. But then how did that make them turn into Norea and Lilith?”
“Well, I had to punish her somehow, right? They’re all my children, in a way, so when one of your girls kicks one of your boys too hard down there and neuters him, you ground her. Well, split her into two personalities so that she may work with herself to fix her castrated husband’s balls, but same thing really. That’s how Bythos was made, actually. Bythos is Sophia’s husband.”
“The… land is a god?” he asked incredulously.
“Yup, and you can see his crunched nuts in the night sky. That was one of the few things Norea and Lilith agreed on, to pin his broken balls to the sky.”
“I… see…”
“Anyway, they couldn’t agree on how to fix Bythos’s nuts and so bickered back and forth, hence their little competition for believers on who gets to try their idea. And that brings us back to Lilith blaming you for her woes.”
“I don’t even care about her any more.”
“That may be so, but Lilith definitely still cares about you. So, what are you going to do? Just going to spread your legs and take it?”
He felt himself get angry. “Can’t you just make it so she’s not a man any more?” he snarled.
“Unfortunately no. I am their arbiter, and that is only the least reason I cannot interfere. Watch out, crab.”
He frowned, trying to comprehend her refusal before her sudden comment caught up to him. He looked at whatever she could have meant and spotted a small red crab in the pool of water. Next to his balls. It lifted its larger claw and clamped down on his right testicle, taking as much of his ballmeat in its claw as it could. The claw made it about a third of the way before it was stuffed full of nut, then clamped down.
“AAAAH!” Jim shot up and danced in little hops around Ennoa.
The… goddess? laughed and grabbed the little crab between two fingers. It stubbornly stuck to the fat nut, determined to pinch it off.
“If you don’t let go, I’ll use you as bait,” Ennoa said and smiled when the crab instantly relinquished the ovule.
“Owww… thank you,” Jim said sheepishly. He sat back down on the rock, but this time didn’t let go of his nuts.
“Anyway, you don’t *have* to go up against her, you know. Lilith is limited in the form she’s in now. There are other places besides Calvino and Cillia. Move far away and you’ll never hear from her again. She may be shrewd but she’s not omniscient.”
“… I can’t. I don’t have a choice.”
She blew a raspberry. “Oh please, that’s not true. There's always a choice. You make a thousand choices every day. You made a choice when you ran towards Liriel to save her from that orc. When you became an adventurer and went on a hunt for a unicorn. When you decided to team up with Despina, Zenobia and Leonia. And so on and so forth. You chose this, even if you didn't intend for it to happen. The only question is, what are you going to do now?”
He didn’t answer her, just watching the river float by, and Ennoa was happy to do the same. Occasionally she checked if any fish had nibbled but it seemed Fate was not particularly successful at fishing.
His fingers found the little necklace of alicorn around his neck, the necklace Liriel had given him.
“Why couldn’t she control me, by the way? I assume, as maiden of darkness, she can control people’s minds.” He was stalling for time, he knew.
“I know you’re always focused on that fat todger of yours, but all of you is Norea’s creation, you know. Arms, legs, even your mind. The moirai may have ingested a sliver of true magic, but that doesn’t mean they are powerful enough to violate the sanctity of a goddess’s creation.”
“So I’m immune to being mind-controlled?”
She scoffed. “If you want to call it that.”
He swallowed. “Liri… She doesn’t like me any more, there’s… no way I can win her back…”
“Not with that attitude, that’s for sure! Let me ask you something. Do you even like Liriel?”
“Of course I do!” he shouted, offended at the question.
“And what about you. Do you like *yourself*? How do you expect her to love you if you can’t love yourself.”
He was ready to shout her down, defend his love for the elf, but he hadn’t expected that. His mouth hung open, his brow furrowed, but the words were stuck in his throat. Slowly, he sank back down on the rock.
“Just a little something to think about. So, once more, will you stand up to Lilith, or are you going to tuck tail and run?”
“How can I even defeat her, you said yourself she’s invincible.”
Ennoa’s fishing rod bent forward, jerking and rattling in its holder as something pulled on it. She quickly grabbed the fishing rod and fought with her catch, trying to reel it in. Through gritted teeth, she said, “You’re going to have to figure that one out yourself! The pieces are all there! But you’ll have enough time to think about that when you’re holding your nuts!”
“What?”
With a yank, she pulled a massive trout from the river. The fish sailed through the air at a wide angle, landing right in Jim’s lap, and smacked his balls with its tail.
“So long, Jim! I don't expect to see you again, unless you manage to get yourself killed. I recommend trying to avoid that!”
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“Wake up already or I’m going to pinch your testies again!”
A pale and sweaty Inacea stood above him, her thumb and a finger forming a threatening claw. Her hand was hovering over his exposed genitals, the chastity cage glinting in the harsh sunlight, while his right testicle had an angry red welt on it.
“Why did you strip me?!” he asked and hastily pulled his pants back up. It didn’t do much to cover himself, his balls hanging through the hole in his pants.
She puffed up her cheeks and was about to lecture him when a blood-curdling roar made them both cover their ears. It sounded like someone castrated a cat with a rusty knife and turned the bass up to eleven.
On a dune of sand before them, Despina was fighting a desperate fight against a terrifying creature. It was a hunching wolf-gorilla-like thing, easily as tall as a small building and with a ferocious muzzle of sharp teeth and seemingly made entirely of metal.
All over its body, thin metal spikes erupted and jutted out along its back like a strange approximation of hair. Tubes of some kind ran along its body, flowing over and into smooth metal plates and circling strange holes in its body to produce a bizarre mishmash of organic and artificial seeming features. [Its eyes glowed terribly as it opened its jaws to roar once more.](https://imgur.com/a/gaMbnTK)
Holding their ears, they ran towards the princess. She was desperately dodging swipes from the creature’s long, shiny claws that tried to eviscerate her.
“Finally, had a good nap, yeah?” she yelled before rolling away.
“How do we beat this thing?” he yelled back.
“We can’t, we have to run away!” Ina supplied.
“Run where? There’s fuck all around, only those metal spires with spikes all over- DODGE!”
The creature dug one of its feet into the sand and twisted its body around – swinging a metal-plated tail through the air.
Luckily, they had all followed Despina’s call and jumped back or thrown themselves to the ground to avoid the attack.
As soon as it faced them again, the princess blasted a gust of sand in its face, but the creature didn’t even blink. Apparently, its metallic body was well accustomed to the desert sand.
“I have an idea, but we need to blind it somehow!” Despina shot a few rocks at the creature but that only seemed to make it mad. It roared and rushed at the redhead, who rolled out of the way just in time.
“And how are we going to do that?” Jim asked.
“We could put some cloth over its eyes?” Ina suggested.
“Oh, sure! Just put a little blindfold on it, I’m sure if we ask nicely, it will just sit down and let us do our thing!” Despina yelled, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
“… I can do this. Despina! I trust you, I’ll blind it! Just hit it some more with rocks!” Jim shouted and started running sideways along the creature.
“What? What are you planning? Jim!” Grumbling, the princess picked up some rocks and focused on the creature. It had already begun turning along with Jim, trying to keep him in its field of vision. The rocks pelted against the side of its head, producing a loud, clear *klang*.
“Hey, you dumb… thing! Focus on me, I’m much more important than that idiot with the donkey balls! I’m a princess, so you better get down and venerate me, you oversized puppy!”
It was unlikely it understood what she was saying, but the rocks peppering its head along with her shouting did the trick regardless.
Slowly, it turned back towards the princess and growled.
“That’s it, kneel down and if you’re good, I’ll let you lick my feet, stupid mutt!”
A series of claw swipes was the creature’s answer. She managed to dodge the first few just in time, but lost her footing on the last one. The beast’s claws caught her shirt, ripping it open along with her leather breastplate and exposing the princess’s milky-white skin and pale rosy nipples to the sunlight.
“Eeek! You pervert!” she screamed but immediately fell silent when she saw the beast tower over her. Saliva dripped from its jowls, splattering Despina’s chest and stomach.
“Hiyah!” Jim screamed and jumped at the creature’s left leg. The individual plates of metal had some give between them, forming pleats in its metal skin that he could use as handholds. With a few, short movements, he had pulled himself onto the creature’s back.
A row of thin spikes faced him, ready to pierce him like the tip of an arrow. Jim carefully clambered along the creature’s back, careful not to let himself get stabbed.
Then, the beast shook itself like a dog shaking off water and Jim had to hold on for dear life.
Despina used the time to crawl out from under the creature and once she was standing again, her chest now proudly on display, she shouted, “Now! You’re almost at its head!”
“I… I can’t” Jim screamed, his voice at least an octave higher than normal.
Despina frowned in confusion. He was still holding onto the creature, so why- Then she saw the spike protruding from between his legs. He didn’t just get stabbed, the boy had got his nuts impaled.
The princess whirled around. “Ina, teleport over Jim’s testicles!”
The auf flinched at the sudden request but hesitatingly did as she was asked. Two massive ovals landed in her hands, one of which was still skewered by a thin metal spike the length of Ina’s entire arm. Ina collapsed to her knees, panting heavily.
Turning back to Jim and the creature, Despina shouted, “Alright, you’re free, keep going!”
“It doesn’t feel like it!”
“That’s because the spike is still in your stupid babymaker, but they’re with Ina now! Get moving, you can’t tear open your sack now!”
Slowly, sweating from the hot agony in his nuts, Jim climbed further along the creature until he reached its neck.
Thankfully, there were no spikes on its head, and a small pit in its neck made for a good place to sling his legs around the creature to hold himself steady. Jim stripped his shirt, twisted it into a thick band and leaned forward. It almost looked like he was hugging the creature’s head, dragging his shirt over its eyes to blind it.
The metal beast roared and shook itself again, stomping around in blinded confusion.
“Now, Ina! See those big, shiny balls it has tucked away between its legs?”
Ina, shaken and pale, looked the beast over in confusion until she spotted what Despina meant. *Oh wow, it really does have a big metal scrotum. What is she planning? There’s no way we can hurt those big boys with just a dagger, you would need a sledgehammer!*
“Y-yes? What about them?”
“When I say, teleport just the thin part above his nuts. Take away the cords that connect those puppies to the rest of its body!”
“But, that won’t unman the beast! My magic still has the parts be connected to the rest of the body!”
“I know, just do what I tell you!” Despina’s entire focus was on Jim and the creature as it struggled to throw him off. It stomped this way and that, hoping to not let any of its prey step to close while it dealt with the nuisance on its back. It made a large step back, then turned to the side and –
“NOW!”
With a twist of Ina’s hand, the heavily armoured piece of scrotum landed in her hand, jostling the nut spit, and Jim howled out much like the creature. Ina sank to the ground, cold sweat drenching her hair and clothes.
Its balls, lacking a direct physical connection to the body they supplied with cum and testosterone, succumbed to gravity and slammed into the sand. There, the oval shape of the balls sent them tumbling and rolling down the sand dune, directly towards Despina.
“Yes, come to mama… No, wait, slow down!”
She dove out of the way just in time, the heavy, metallic testicles bowling over where she had just stood before slamming into a boulder. The creature roared again, but this cry was more drawn out and higher.
The princess ran towards the testicular projectiles and drew her dagger. “Hold on as much as you can, Jim, it’s not going to like this!” With both hands, she plunged the dagger into the side of the metal scrotum with a loud ringing sound and the beast’s wailing grew louder.
Again and again, she stabbed the nuts, each of which were the size of her head. Her weapon dented the metal, producing small punctures where the dagger’s tip struck, but it wasn’t able to penetrate the metal. Evidently, however, the creature still felt the strikes to its most tender parts.
Jim squeezed his legs around the beast’s neck as tight as he managed. If he fell, it would trample him in seconds, he was sure of it. The prolonged *clang, clang* he heard sounded like someone was mining ore with a pickaxe but he had his eyes tightly shut, praying that whatever Despina was doing would work.
“Yes!” the princess shouted and jumped to her feet, throwing the dagger to the ground. Her stabbing had cut through a small section of the metal scrotum, flaking away from the rest of the metal. She grabbed the piece that protruded with both hands, put a foot on the nutsack for leverage and threw herself back. She grunted with each pull, trying to tear away the metal.
The creature stopped stomping around and let out a hoarse keening sound that was much more pathetic than terrifying. It kicked behind itself, trying to strike the attackers it believed were between its legs, attacking its manhood.
With a groan of fatigued metal, Despina tore away a fist-sized chunk of metal plating from the scrotum. Getting back up, she looked at the wound she had produced and triumphantly yelled, “I knew it!”
“What?” Ina asked. She looked over to Despina, unsure if she needed more help. Help she wasn’t sure she would be able to give.
“It doesn’t have metal plates on its skin, the metal *is* its skin! Which means, beyond it…” She plunged a hand down the hole, feeling around inside the sack for her prize. She grabbed the larger left testicle tightly in her fist and pulled.
Her arm shot from the sack right up until her fist had halfway exited it, then abruptly stopped. Through the hole, Ina could see the princess gripping something white and veiny.
“Come… on!” Despina put her other foot on the nut as well, pulling with all her might, suspended off the ground by the gonad she was trying to yank from its shell.
The beast was reduced to pathetic mewling. It sank to the ground, feebly kicking its legs in a futile attempt to save its manhood.
“Let… go… already! I… demand… your… balls!” Despina said through gritted teeth. Ina thought the princess was trying to pull the nut out through the hole, but a muffled, meaty tearing sound told her something different was about to happen.
The ripping got louder with each yank until finally, with an explosion of testicle chunks, the princess ripped out the piece of ball she had grabbed, splattering both her and Inacea with slimy chunks of nut as Despina fell on her ass.
“There we go! Now I’ve got you!” Like a woman possessed, Despina jammed her hand back inside the sack. Now that the shell of the nut had been ripped open, the frail testicle was at her mercy. In the background, the beast’s cries rattled in its throat. She grabbed the split nut by the spermatic cord and held it against the hole in the scrotum. Securely within reach, she started tearing fist-sized chunks out of the gonad.
Testicle, both mush and in small chunks of nutmeat, flew up and around the princess as she tore into it with gusto. More than once, Ina yelped in surprise when a piece of ball hit her in the face.
Once the princess had shredded the entire left gonad, Ina sighed with relief. The beast had stopped even its keening, lying still, most likely unconscious. Jim started to get up off of it, wary of the creature suddenly starting to move again. “That was a good plan, Despina, I’m glad it wor-”
“Oh no, I’m not done yet!” She reached back inside the scrotum and grabbed righty. Due to its smaller size, she actually managed to fit the nut through the hole, although it was a tight fit. The sharp ends of the metal scrotum tore into the ball, leaving deep gouges in its surface.
Despina grabbed the oval with both hands, pulling to either side like an unruly child ripping open Christmas presents. Once the nut had split with a wet rip like its sibling, she started tearing out its innards, carelessly tossing them away as unneeded.
Jim arrived just as she finished rending apart the second nut, destroying every last bit of manhood the beast possessed in its sack. He was out of breath, sweating and clutching the empty space between his legs. “Are you two alright?”
Ina nodded, “Yeah.”
“One second,” Despina said.
She reached inside the now empty nutsack one last time and grabbed both cords that served no function any more, now that they weren’t attached to a pair of balls any more. She yanked them out through the hole and tied them in a knot, then let them go. They hung droopily outside their protective metal sack, caught on a particularly rough edge of the hole Despina had torn.
Jim looked them over. Both were drenched in whitish goo, with the occasional chunk of *something* stuck to them. Despina’s red mane especially was littered with globs of testicle remains. And then there was the fact that she was bearing her tits, even if they were covered in pulped manmeat.
“Uhm, Despina, your chest…” he began.
Surprised, the princess looked down on herself, noticing her breasts hanging free. Not even her rock-hard nipples were covered!
Without saying a word, she reached for the skewered testicle Ina was still holding. She didn’t bother to remove the spike from Jim’s testicle and squeezed it in her hand. “Pervert!”
“Hargh… Oh, oh goddess, oooh!” He hit the hot sand once more, kneeling before the cum-drenched and half-naked princess.
Despina chuckled cruelly as she tormented his spunk tank. Her mirth stopped when an unexpected laughter joined her.
“Chrchrchr, can I try squeezing my darling’s love next?”
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*[A guide to the world of Bythos!](https://imgur.com/a/poZLPkK)*
A sparrow idly sang in the branches above, it’s chirping bounding alongside the gravel crunching under his feet. A stream bubbled close by and the air was seasoned with the smell of pine resin and the chill of a morning on the mountains.
Trudging along the path, Jim started to see the band of shimmering water shine through the trees. He broke through the tree line, welcoming the sun’s rays warming up his body. It was a lovely day, one of those sorts of days that would end with him slinking into bed tired but happy. The call of nature let itself be known with a short pang of pressure and so he started nestling with his pants. Instead of just taking his dick out to take a leak, Jim let his pants drop to his ankles completely. The river was right there, after all, and the chilly air felt good on his skin. There was a sense of freedom about peeing in the open like this.
“Can I ask you to go downstream a bit for that, you’re going to spook the fishes. Oh, unless you were going to spank the monkey, in that case, go right ahead.”
Startled, Jim turned and stepped back, which unfortunately made his pants get caught between his legs. He started to go down like a felled tree. Trying not to smash his head against the river rocks strewn about, he turned so that he might break his fall with his hands. The twisting motion ruined his pants, the ripping sound unmistakeable. He managed to get his hands underneath them, but unfortunately, they weren’t the only part of him slamming against the rocks. A particularly tall rock jutted out of the ground right where his crotch was, painfully jabbing his nuts for a perfect three-point landing.
Jim curled in on himself, protectively cradling his balls, but the voice cut through the haze of pain. “You OK? You didn’t need to go and smash your boy bits in pre-emptive obedience like that. Really, it’s cool if you want to jerk the gherkin, I don’t mind.”
[She was lounging in a camping chair, legs spread and holding a tall fishing rod between them.](https://imgur.com/a/olZK01t) The girl’s black hair fell to her shoulders and she was dressed in a fisherman’s getup, including one of those hats with floppy rims that covered her eyes, so she had to turn her head way up and peer at him like that.
“I didn’t mean-” Jim squeaked and cleared his throat. “I mean, I didn’t mean to do that. Sorry, I didn’t notice anyone here, I’ll just go.”
“With those cantaloupes swelling between your legs? I don’t think so.” She padded a large, flat rock right next to her camping chair. “Come, sit down, the water pools a bit here, you can hang your tackle in there and cool off.”
Embarrassment and nut pain fought inside him, and the pain won. He limped over to the girl and sat on the rock. As he let go of his balls, they sagged into the cool water, making him sigh.
“Feels good, doesn’t it? I keep thinking you should chill your balls more often anyway. Helps the swelling go down, and we both know you experience things like that often enough, haha.” She reeled in her line, checking if anything had hooked, then cast it again.
“You’re making it sound like you know me.”
“I sure do, Jim! I was there right from the start, after all. When you died. When you were reborn. When you got hit in the nuts that one time… wait, that’s all the time. You really should watch out more where you put those things.”
Heat rose to his face and he decided to ignore that bit of advice. “Are you… Norea?”
“Nope! Try again.”
“You are definitely not Lilith…”
“Correct. Honestly, if that had been your guess, I would have smacked your nuts myself.” She sat the fishing rod into a plastic holder to keep it in place. “Is this what ‘teasing someone’ feels like? It’s fun. Anyway, we never talked, so I doubt you’re going to guess the answer.”
“But, if you were there when I died… and you’re not Lilith or Norea… I don’t understand.”
“I am Fate.”
His eyes glazed over as he remembered that strange time between his old life and this one. *Until the two sides of Fate’s scales are once more in balance,* Norea’s droning voice rings out in his head. Wait, didn’t Liriel say something kind of like that? *Fate has deemed you unworthy.* No, he had only dreamt that…
Hesitantly, he started to speak. “Are… you another Goddess? Like Norea and Lilith?”
She held out her palm flat out and wiggled it up and down. “These days I’m more like a hobby arbiter.” She snorted. “It’s funny that those two call themselves goddesses. Lazy ingrates, that’s what they should call themselves.” Fate rummaged in a little bag off to her side and took out something yellow. “Dried mango?”
Jim shook his head, a bit taken aback. “No, thanks. Uhh, Fate, what is-”
“Please, call me Ennoa. Fate is just a title, those two have just refused to call me by name after I gave them a proper scolding. They can be so childish sometimes.”
“Ennoa, is this real? Am I dreaming? Am I dead again?”
She just shrugged. “Does it matter?”
“I think?” A shadow fell on his face. “Maybe not… I messed it all up anyway. Liriel hates me, and Lilith is still hell-bent on taking revenge for whatever it is I did.”
Ennoa tapped a finger against her chin. “Mhm, I think I can explain that last bit at least. You see, she was caught being naughty because of you.”
“Being… naughty?” *Please don’t tell me she means running me over with a truck.*
“I mean when she ran you over with a truck.” Jim sighed. “They have a deal between them, of sorts. They would not directly engage with mortals or mess with their lives and see who can gather more believers. I am to crown a winner between them in a few millennia. But when Lilith made you meet an untimely demise, Norea came crying to me because she had chosen you as her next great messiah on earth. The man with the most delicate, graceful penis in all the universes. She really likes the small ones.”
Jim shifted uncomfortably on his rock but Ennoa didn’t pay him any attention. “I eventually gave in and made Lilith spend a lifetime as a man on Bythos with just such a small penis as a reminder that she hadn’t been fair to Norea. Honestly, I had thought she would be back in a few minutes because I had sent her straight to her own creations, to demonkind. That’s why I worded my judgment like that. She would get her little ballsies popped by her own creations, which arguably meant she was no longer a man, punishment completed, lesson in humility learned.” Ennoa sighed. “Turns out I messed up, and those tiny nuts are completely unbreakable and now she plans on taking over Bythos. And she sees you as the reason that all of this happened.”
“… that’s unfair.”
She nodded. “True, but so is having balls in general. I mean, how do you even manage to sit down without crushing them?”
His blush was back. “I-I can manage.” He scratched his head. “More importantly, why are they even quarrelling in the first place? They’re sisters!”
Ennoa snorted and adjusted the fishing rod. “That’s a lie. They used to be one.”
“Huh?”
“They were one person, I mean, originally. Sophia, they- she was called. She lived happily together with her husband, but when he, ahem, didn’t watch where he was pointing his stick, she went berserk and broke his nuts. Word of advice, never cum in a girl’s hair. We *really* don’t like that.”
Jim quickly nodded. “I’ll try to remember. But then how did that make them turn into Norea and Lilith?”
“Well, I had to punish her somehow, right? They’re all my children, in a way, so when one of your girls kicks one of your boys too hard down there and neuters him, you ground her. Well, split her into two personalities so that she may work with herself to fix her castrated husband’s balls, but same thing really. That’s how Bythos was made, actually. Bythos is Sophia’s husband.”
“The… land is a god?” he asked incredulously.
“Yup, and you can see his crunched nuts in the night sky. That was one of the few things Norea and Lilith agreed on, to pin his broken balls to the sky.”
“I… see…”
“Anyway, they couldn’t agree on how to fix Bythos’s nuts and so bickered back and forth, hence their little competition for believers on who gets to try their idea. And that brings us back to Lilith blaming you for her woes.”
“I don’t even care about her any more.”
“That may be so, but Lilith definitely still cares about you. So, what are you going to do? Just going to spread your legs and take it?”
He felt himself get angry. “Can’t you just make it so she’s not a man any more?” he snarled.
“Unfortunately no. I am their arbiter, and that is only the least reason I cannot interfere. Watch out, crab.”
He frowned, trying to comprehend her refusal before her sudden comment caught up to him. He looked at whatever she could have meant and spotted a small red crab in the pool of water. Next to his balls. It lifted its larger claw and clamped down on his right testicle, taking as much of his ballmeat in its claw as it could. The claw made it about a third of the way before it was stuffed full of nut, then clamped down.
“AAAAH!” Jim shot up and danced in little hops around Ennoa.
The… goddess? laughed and grabbed the little crab between two fingers. It stubbornly stuck to the fat nut, determined to pinch it off.
“If you don’t let go, I’ll use you as bait,” Ennoa said and smiled when the crab instantly relinquished the ovule.
“Owww… thank you,” Jim said sheepishly. He sat back down on the rock, but this time didn’t let go of his nuts.
“Anyway, you don’t *have* to go up against her, you know. Lilith is limited in the form she’s in now. There are other places besides Calvino and Cillia. Move far away and you’ll never hear from her again. She may be shrewd but she’s not omniscient.”
“… I can’t. I don’t have a choice.”
She blew a raspberry. “Oh please, that’s not true. There's always a choice. You make a thousand choices every day. You made a choice when you ran towards Liriel to save her from that orc. When you became an adventurer and went on a hunt for a unicorn. When you decided to team up with Despina, Zenobia and Leonia. And so on and so forth. You chose this, even if you didn't intend for it to happen. The only question is, what are you going to do now?”
He didn’t answer her, just watching the river float by, and Ennoa was happy to do the same. Occasionally she checked if any fish had nibbled but it seemed Fate was not particularly successful at fishing.
His fingers found the little necklace of alicorn around his neck, the necklace Liriel had given him.
“Why couldn’t she control me, by the way? I assume, as maiden of darkness, she can control people’s minds.” He was stalling for time, he knew.
“I know you’re always focused on that fat todger of yours, but all of you is Norea’s creation, you know. Arms, legs, even your mind. The moirai may have ingested a sliver of true magic, but that doesn’t mean they are powerful enough to violate the sanctity of a goddess’s creation.”
“So I’m immune to being mind-controlled?”
She scoffed. “If you want to call it that.”
He swallowed. “Liri… She doesn’t like me any more, there’s… no way I can win her back…”
“Not with that attitude, that’s for sure! Let me ask you something. Do you even like Liriel?”
“Of course I do!” he shouted, offended at the question.
“And what about you. Do you like *yourself*? How do you expect her to love you if you can’t love yourself.”
He was ready to shout her down, defend his love for the elf, but he hadn’t expected that. His mouth hung open, his brow furrowed, but the words were stuck in his throat. Slowly, he sank back down on the rock.
“Just a little something to think about. So, once more, will you stand up to Lilith, or are you going to tuck tail and run?”
“How can I even defeat her, you said yourself she’s invincible.”
Ennoa’s fishing rod bent forward, jerking and rattling in its holder as something pulled on it. She quickly grabbed the fishing rod and fought with her catch, trying to reel it in. Through gritted teeth, she said, “You’re going to have to figure that one out yourself! The pieces are all there! But you’ll have enough time to think about that when you’re holding your nuts!”
“What?”
With a yank, she pulled a massive trout from the river. The fish sailed through the air at a wide angle, landing right in Jim’s lap, and smacked his balls with its tail.
“So long, Jim! I don't expect to see you again, unless you manage to get yourself killed. I recommend trying to avoid that!”
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“Wake up already or I’m going to pinch your testies again!”
A pale and sweaty Inacea stood above him, her thumb and a finger forming a threatening claw. Her hand was hovering over his exposed genitals, the chastity cage glinting in the harsh sunlight, while his right testicle had an angry red welt on it.
“Why did you strip me?!” he asked and hastily pulled his pants back up. It didn’t do much to cover himself, his balls hanging through the hole in his pants.
She puffed up her cheeks and was about to lecture him when a blood-curdling roar made them both cover their ears. It sounded like someone castrated a cat with a rusty knife and turned the bass up to eleven.
On a dune of sand before them, Despina was fighting a desperate fight against a terrifying creature. It was a hunching wolf-gorilla-like thing, easily as tall as a small building and with a ferocious muzzle of sharp teeth and seemingly made entirely of metal.
All over its body, thin metal spikes erupted and jutted out along its back like a strange approximation of hair. Tubes of some kind ran along its body, flowing over and into smooth metal plates and circling strange holes in its body to produce a bizarre mishmash of organic and artificial seeming features. [Its eyes glowed terribly as it opened its jaws to roar once more.](https://imgur.com/a/gaMbnTK)
Holding their ears, they ran towards the princess. She was desperately dodging swipes from the creature’s long, shiny claws that tried to eviscerate her.
“Finally, had a good nap, yeah?” she yelled before rolling away.
“How do we beat this thing?” he yelled back.
“We can’t, we have to run away!” Ina supplied.
“Run where? There’s fuck all around, only those metal spires with spikes all over- DODGE!”
The creature dug one of its feet into the sand and twisted its body around – swinging a metal-plated tail through the air.
Luckily, they had all followed Despina’s call and jumped back or thrown themselves to the ground to avoid the attack.
As soon as it faced them again, the princess blasted a gust of sand in its face, but the creature didn’t even blink. Apparently, its metallic body was well accustomed to the desert sand.
“I have an idea, but we need to blind it somehow!” Despina shot a few rocks at the creature but that only seemed to make it mad. It roared and rushed at the redhead, who rolled out of the way just in time.
“And how are we going to do that?” Jim asked.
“We could put some cloth over its eyes?” Ina suggested.
“Oh, sure! Just put a little blindfold on it, I’m sure if we ask nicely, it will just sit down and let us do our thing!” Despina yelled, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
“… I can do this. Despina! I trust you, I’ll blind it! Just hit it some more with rocks!” Jim shouted and started running sideways along the creature.
“What? What are you planning? Jim!” Grumbling, the princess picked up some rocks and focused on the creature. It had already begun turning along with Jim, trying to keep him in its field of vision. The rocks pelted against the side of its head, producing a loud, clear *klang*.
“Hey, you dumb… thing! Focus on me, I’m much more important than that idiot with the donkey balls! I’m a princess, so you better get down and venerate me, you oversized puppy!”
It was unlikely it understood what she was saying, but the rocks peppering its head along with her shouting did the trick regardless.
Slowly, it turned back towards the princess and growled.
“That’s it, kneel down and if you’re good, I’ll let you lick my feet, stupid mutt!”
A series of claw swipes was the creature’s answer. She managed to dodge the first few just in time, but lost her footing on the last one. The beast’s claws caught her shirt, ripping it open along with her leather breastplate and exposing the princess’s milky-white skin and pale rosy nipples to the sunlight.
“Eeek! You pervert!” she screamed but immediately fell silent when she saw the beast tower over her. Saliva dripped from its jowls, splattering Despina’s chest and stomach.
“Hiyah!” Jim screamed and jumped at the creature’s left leg. The individual plates of metal had some give between them, forming pleats in its metal skin that he could use as handholds. With a few, short movements, he had pulled himself onto the creature’s back.
A row of thin spikes faced him, ready to pierce him like the tip of an arrow. Jim carefully clambered along the creature’s back, careful not to let himself get stabbed.
Then, the beast shook itself like a dog shaking off water and Jim had to hold on for dear life.
Despina used the time to crawl out from under the creature and once she was standing again, her chest now proudly on display, she shouted, “Now! You’re almost at its head!”
“I… I can’t” Jim screamed, his voice at least an octave higher than normal.
Despina frowned in confusion. He was still holding onto the creature, so why- Then she saw the spike protruding from between his legs. He didn’t just get stabbed, the boy had got his nuts impaled.
The princess whirled around. “Ina, teleport over Jim’s testicles!”
The auf flinched at the sudden request but hesitatingly did as she was asked. Two massive ovals landed in her hands, one of which was still skewered by a thin metal spike the length of Ina’s entire arm. Ina collapsed to her knees, panting heavily.
Turning back to Jim and the creature, Despina shouted, “Alright, you’re free, keep going!”
“It doesn’t feel like it!”
“That’s because the spike is still in your stupid babymaker, but they’re with Ina now! Get moving, you can’t tear open your sack now!”
Slowly, sweating from the hot agony in his nuts, Jim climbed further along the creature until he reached its neck.
Thankfully, there were no spikes on its head, and a small pit in its neck made for a good place to sling his legs around the creature to hold himself steady. Jim stripped his shirt, twisted it into a thick band and leaned forward. It almost looked like he was hugging the creature’s head, dragging his shirt over its eyes to blind it.
The metal beast roared and shook itself again, stomping around in blinded confusion.
“Now, Ina! See those big, shiny balls it has tucked away between its legs?”
Ina, shaken and pale, looked the beast over in confusion until she spotted what Despina meant. *Oh wow, it really does have a big metal scrotum. What is she planning? There’s no way we can hurt those big boys with just a dagger, you would need a sledgehammer!*
“Y-yes? What about them?”
“When I say, teleport just the thin part above his nuts. Take away the cords that connect those puppies to the rest of its body!”
“But, that won’t unman the beast! My magic still has the parts be connected to the rest of the body!”
“I know, just do what I tell you!” Despina’s entire focus was on Jim and the creature as it struggled to throw him off. It stomped this way and that, hoping to not let any of its prey step to close while it dealt with the nuisance on its back. It made a large step back, then turned to the side and –
“NOW!”
With a twist of Ina’s hand, the heavily armoured piece of scrotum landed in her hand, jostling the nut spit, and Jim howled out much like the creature. Ina sank to the ground, cold sweat drenching her hair and clothes.
Its balls, lacking a direct physical connection to the body they supplied with cum and testosterone, succumbed to gravity and slammed into the sand. There, the oval shape of the balls sent them tumbling and rolling down the sand dune, directly towards Despina.
“Yes, come to mama… No, wait, slow down!”
She dove out of the way just in time, the heavy, metallic testicles bowling over where she had just stood before slamming into a boulder. The creature roared again, but this cry was more drawn out and higher.
The princess ran towards the testicular projectiles and drew her dagger. “Hold on as much as you can, Jim, it’s not going to like this!” With both hands, she plunged the dagger into the side of the metal scrotum with a loud ringing sound and the beast’s wailing grew louder.
Again and again, she stabbed the nuts, each of which were the size of her head. Her weapon dented the metal, producing small punctures where the dagger’s tip struck, but it wasn’t able to penetrate the metal. Evidently, however, the creature still felt the strikes to its most tender parts.
Jim squeezed his legs around the beast’s neck as tight as he managed. If he fell, it would trample him in seconds, he was sure of it. The prolonged *clang, clang* he heard sounded like someone was mining ore with a pickaxe but he had his eyes tightly shut, praying that whatever Despina was doing would work.
“Yes!” the princess shouted and jumped to her feet, throwing the dagger to the ground. Her stabbing had cut through a small section of the metal scrotum, flaking away from the rest of the metal. She grabbed the piece that protruded with both hands, put a foot on the nutsack for leverage and threw herself back. She grunted with each pull, trying to tear away the metal.
The creature stopped stomping around and let out a hoarse keening sound that was much more pathetic than terrifying. It kicked behind itself, trying to strike the attackers it believed were between its legs, attacking its manhood.
With a groan of fatigued metal, Despina tore away a fist-sized chunk of metal plating from the scrotum. Getting back up, she looked at the wound she had produced and triumphantly yelled, “I knew it!”
“What?” Ina asked. She looked over to Despina, unsure if she needed more help. Help she wasn’t sure she would be able to give.
“It doesn’t have metal plates on its skin, the metal *is* its skin! Which means, beyond it…” She plunged a hand down the hole, feeling around inside the sack for her prize. She grabbed the larger left testicle tightly in her fist and pulled.
Her arm shot from the sack right up until her fist had halfway exited it, then abruptly stopped. Through the hole, Ina could see the princess gripping something white and veiny.
“Come… on!” Despina put her other foot on the nut as well, pulling with all her might, suspended off the ground by the gonad she was trying to yank from its shell.
The beast was reduced to pathetic mewling. It sank to the ground, feebly kicking its legs in a futile attempt to save its manhood.
“Let… go… already! I… demand… your… balls!” Despina said through gritted teeth. Ina thought the princess was trying to pull the nut out through the hole, but a muffled, meaty tearing sound told her something different was about to happen.
The ripping got louder with each yank until finally, with an explosion of testicle chunks, the princess ripped out the piece of ball she had grabbed, splattering both her and Inacea with slimy chunks of nut as Despina fell on her ass.
“There we go! Now I’ve got you!” Like a woman possessed, Despina jammed her hand back inside the sack. Now that the shell of the nut had been ripped open, the frail testicle was at her mercy. In the background, the beast’s cries rattled in its throat. She grabbed the split nut by the spermatic cord and held it against the hole in the scrotum. Securely within reach, she started tearing fist-sized chunks out of the gonad.
Testicle, both mush and in small chunks of nutmeat, flew up and around the princess as she tore into it with gusto. More than once, Ina yelped in surprise when a piece of ball hit her in the face.
Once the princess had shredded the entire left gonad, Ina sighed with relief. The beast had stopped even its keening, lying still, most likely unconscious. Jim started to get up off of it, wary of the creature suddenly starting to move again. “That was a good plan, Despina, I’m glad it wor-”
“Oh no, I’m not done yet!” She reached back inside the scrotum and grabbed righty. Due to its smaller size, she actually managed to fit the nut through the hole, although it was a tight fit. The sharp ends of the metal scrotum tore into the ball, leaving deep gouges in its surface.
Despina grabbed the oval with both hands, pulling to either side like an unruly child ripping open Christmas presents. Once the nut had split with a wet rip like its sibling, she started tearing out its innards, carelessly tossing them away as unneeded.
Jim arrived just as she finished rending apart the second nut, destroying every last bit of manhood the beast possessed in its sack. He was out of breath, sweating and clutching the empty space between his legs. “Are you two alright?”
Ina nodded, “Yeah.”
“One second,” Despina said.
She reached inside the now empty nutsack one last time and grabbed both cords that served no function any more, now that they weren’t attached to a pair of balls any more. She yanked them out through the hole and tied them in a knot, then let them go. They hung droopily outside their protective metal sack, caught on a particularly rough edge of the hole Despina had torn.
Jim looked them over. Both were drenched in whitish goo, with the occasional chunk of *something* stuck to them. Despina’s red mane especially was littered with globs of testicle remains. And then there was the fact that she was bearing her tits, even if they were covered in pulped manmeat.
“Uhm, Despina, your chest…” he began.
Surprised, the princess looked down on herself, noticing her breasts hanging free. Not even her rock-hard nipples were covered!
Without saying a word, she reached for the skewered testicle Ina was still holding. She didn’t bother to remove the spike from Jim’s testicle and squeezed it in her hand. “Pervert!”
“Hargh… Oh, oh goddess, oooh!” He hit the hot sand once more, kneeling before the cum-drenched and half-naked princess.
Despina chuckled cruelly as she tormented his spunk tank. Her mirth stopped when an unexpected laughter joined her.
“Chrchrchr, can I try squeezing my darling’s love next?”
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*And it's back to writing immediately since I'm pretty behind on this week's workload. Damn christmas office parties, trying to spread cheer and stuff.*
