WEARING AN ATHLETIC CUP ISN’T TO PREVENT PAIN... IT’S TO PREVENT INJURY

I recently saw this cup for women: lobloo® AEROSLIM pelvic protection (can't add the link) on some ad and had a little idea of a story. It’s not really finished (and some of it was written with AI) and more like a prompt, so if anyone wants to use the idea (or wants to finish it), you’re welcome.

***WEARING AN ATHLETIC CUP ISN’T TO PREVENT PAIN... IT’S TO PREVENT INJURY***

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the campus, Alex hurried towards the gymnasium. He was eager to start his first day at the martial arts course he had signed up for. Excitement buzzed in his veins as he imagined perfecting his kicks and punches. Little did he know, a twist of fate awaited him.

Pushing through the heavy double doors, Alex entered the gym, his heart pounding with anticipation. However, as he glanced around the room, confusion furrowed his brow. The space was filled with girls…only girls. Most of them were chatting amongst themselves, stretching, and adjusting in their tight sportswear.

“Fuuuuck, no it can’t be…” Alex muttered to himself.

Panic started to bubble up inside him. Had he made a mistake? Pulling out his phone, he quickly checked his schedule. "Self-Defense Class: Gymnasium 2, 3:00 PM," it read.

He was right where he should be, maybe it’s just a coincidence that he was the first boy. Yeah that must be it, he thought to himself.

As minutes passed by and more and more girls entered the gym Alex just stood there, perplexed and feeling a flush of embarrassment creeping up his neck. Luckily he noticed a pair of girls from his class joining the room. Gathering his courage, he approached them, hoping they could shed some light on his situation.

"Hey, Sarah, Emma," Alex greeted them with a nervous smile.

"Hey, Alex! What are you doing here?" Sarah asked, a hint of amusement in her voice.

"Yeah, isn't this the girls' self-defense class?" Emma added, raising an eyebrow.

Alex felt his cheeks burn hotter with embarrassment as he nodded sheepishly. "Yeah, I, uh, think…it looks like I might have made a mistake during registration. I was supposed to join the regular self-defense class," he admitted, feeling foolish.

Sarah and Emma exchanged amused glances before Emma spoke up. "Well, you're definitely in the right place for self-defense, just maybe not the class you were expecting."

"But hey, don't worry about it," Sarah reassured him with a smile. "You will still have a lot of fun with us girls I bet."

Emma nodded in agreement.

Suddenly, the gym doors swung open, and in walked a strikingly beautiful woman. Her presence commanded attention, and her tall stature, standing at an impressive 5'9, added to her allure.

Her body exuded confidence, sculpted by a combination of strength and grace. With each step, her athletic frame hinted at the hours dedicated to fitness. Her hair, a cascade of blonde waves, framed her face, and her radiant smile illuminated the room.

Upon reaching the center of the gym, she gestured for the students to line up. As the students assembled, she began introducing herself, her voice carrying a mix of authority and warmth. "My name is Mia…" she announced, detailing her credentials with a humble confidence that instantly garnered respect.

At the conclusion of her introduction, she turned to face the assembled students, a glint of enthusiasm in her eyes. "Are you ready, girls?" she exclaimed. The response was a collective cheer from the students, their eagerness palpable.

Alex on the other hand was still kind of uncomfortable with this situation and thought about walking up to Mia and explaining his problem.

But that wasn’t necessary. Mia had already spotted him and decided to ask him herself.

"Excuse me," she said cutely while looking deep into Alex’s eyes, "Are you lost?"

Alex swallowed nervously. The weight of his mistake settled in, but he mustered the courage to respond. "I... I think I signed up for the wrong class," he admitted sheepishly.

The instructor arched an eyebrow, her gaze studying him for a moment. "You're here for the self-defense course, aren't you?" she inquired, her tone softening slightly.

Alex nodded.

Her lips curled into a small smile. "Well, it's certainly unconventional to have a boy in a class full of girls, but it should be okay. You're welcome to stay," she offered, breaking the tension with an understanding gesture.

“Thanks”

“No worries.”

The lesson started with a very theoretical approach as Mia explained some basics of self defense. However, after some time she started to focus more on defending against male attackers, which of course included groin strikes.

"All right, ladies," the female self defense instructor began, her voice strong and clear "let's talk about the most effective way to defend yourself against an male attacker." This immediately got the attention of most of the girls.

"And the first thing I want you to know," she continued, her gaze sweeping over the group and stopping when locking eyes with Alex, "is that a well-placed hit, kick, or knee to the balls can render even the biggest, strongest man completely helpless. Believe me, I've seen it happen a dozen times," she added with a wink."

There was a collective gasp from the girls, followed by a few nervous giggles.

"But seriously," the instructor said, her expression growing more serious, "this is critical information. Now, I don't want you to think that this is the only self defense technique you'll ever need to know, or that it's always going to be your first choice. But it is an incredibly effective tool to have in your arsenal, and it could mean the difference between escaping an attack and becoming a victim."

The gymnasium echoed with the instructor's voice as she dived deeper into the “ball defense”. Alex felt a strange mix of discomfort and nervousness, aware that he was the lone male in a sea of female classmates learning how to protect themselves from someone like him. The irony wasn't lost on him, and he couldn't shake the feeling of being an unintentional outlier.

As the lecture reached its peak, the instructor transitioned to the practical aspect of the class. "For your safety during training, we'll need to use groin cups.

She grabbed a pink one from a box and showed it to them, as she began explaining further, "These cups have a special design so that you can wear them over your shorts," she explained. "And don't worry when practicing, they're very sturdy and made to be comfortable. They're even padded, so you won't feel anything if you get hit there. They're essential for all our exercises. Please, grab one that fits you properly."

An audible shuffle filled the room as the girls started moving towards a box of groin cups. Alex hesitated for a moment, glancing around. The reality hit him like a sudden gust of wind, when he approached the box and saw that there were only female groin cups available. And to his unfortunate all of them were even in a bright barbie pink.

His face flushed with embarrassment as he stood in front of the box, not knowing what to do. Mia, noticing his hesitation, walked over with a curious expression. "Having trouble finding one that fits you?"

Alex stammered, "Uh, well, it seems there's only one type here and…"

The instructor let out a cute giggle, “Oh, I see," she said sympathetically. "Yeah unfortunately, we don't have any male-specific equipment. I mean it’s a girls course after all, right? Just grab on and try it.”

With a sigh, Alex slipped the cup through his legs and began to tighten the straps. It didn't take long for him to realize that the cup was definitely not designed for his anatomy, or rather the male one in general. The flat cup pressed tight against his balls, but it was bearable.

Mia, had been observing him silently and flashed him a sympathetic smile. "I understand, it can take some getting used to," she said, her voice gentle.

"This is kind of uncomfortable," he mumbled more to himself than talking to Mia.

"It’s probably too loose. Here, let me help you with that," She walked over to him and, without waiting for his consent, she grabbed the straps and began to adjust them herself. As she worked, she noticed that the cup still wasn't fitting properly. "You see, it's designed for a girl's body shape," she explained with a soft voice, "but we can make it work for you, sweetie"

This time she really tightened the straps making the cup fit even tighter, ensuring that it was as snug as possible. Alex winced in pain, as the cup dug deeper into his groin, squeezing his balls even harder than before. Mia either didn’t seem to realize his pain or just ignored it.

"There you go," she said with a smile, stepping back to assess her work. "That should do it. Like a second skin, huh?”

“Thanks…” Alex gulped as he felt the cup dig into his tender flesh. "Uhh... it's a bit tight...can I not loosen it a bit" he managed to say between gritted teeth.

"Sweetie, That's how it should feel. A little discomfort means it's doing its job.” Mia beamed at him. “You just have to get used to it. Try to move around a bit."

As Alex awkwardly attempted to follow her instructions, the tight cup only seemed to dig deeper into his balls. Every time he moved, it felt like a knife was being twisted in his most sensitive parts. He gritted his teeth, willing himself not to cry out in pain.

A nearby girl, Madison, noticed his struggle and couldn't resist making a teasing remark. "Looking good, Alex! That pink cup really brings out your feminine side," she quipped, a mischievous grin playing on her lips. "You're practically one of us now"

The other girls giggled, and Alex's face turned beet red. He mustered a weak smile.

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Mia turned to Alex, saying, "Only one more, sweetheart."

Alex took a big breath and grabbed her again by the shoulders. But this time, Mia intended to show them a real powerful one, having more trust in Alex’s cup, than she should have had. Her knee collided with his cup and squished his big balls, that had nowhere to go, against his pelvis. The result was a resonating \*THWUUUP\* as Alex was floored instantly. Some girls winced in sympathy but most of them cheered and clapped happily.

Mia realized that she may have overdone it and turned to the rest of the students. "Alright, everyone, you can start practicing with each other, while I’m checking if he is okay. And girls… be careful. You see what can happen even if a boy wears a cup."

Mia let out a small giggle and corrected her statement, “When I'm thinking about it you girls don't really have that problem.”

Meanwhile, Mia knelt down next to Alex, gently stroking his back and offering tips to deal with the pain. "Breathe in… and breathe out. You'll be okay," she reassured him, all while the class continued their self-defense practice in the gym and the sound of knees connecting with cups echoed through it, but instead of groaning in pain like Alex did, the girls who got kicked laughed and had a great time.

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The agony was unlike anything he had ever experienced. He let out a hoarse scream and doubled over, his hands clutching at his crotch.

"Again," Mia commanded, her voice steady. "Now, girls, watch carefully." With that, she brought her knee up once more, this time connecting with even greater force. Alex collapsed to the ground, writhing in pain. The other girls in the class exchanged wide-eyed looks, their expressions a mixture of awe and admiration.

"That," Mia said, her voice very strict, "is how you do it." She helped Alex back to his feet, his legs shaking uncontrollably. "Now, try it yourself, girls.

As the girls lined up to take their turns, a sense of determination filled the air. Each girl wanted to knee him really hard. They cheered him on, encouraging him to withstand the pain as they took turns kneeing him in the groin. Some were gentle, others less so, but each time the pain was intense. Through it all, Alex gritted his teeth and fought to remain standing. He could feel his body weakening, his resolve beginning to falter.

Finally, it was Mia's turn again. She took a deep breath, bracing herself before launching a powerful knee with all her might directly into his groin. The impact sent shockwaves of pain through Alex' entire body. He collapsed to the ground, curled up in a ball, his hands clutching at his throbbing crotch. "I'm so proud of you," Mia said. Not giving him any time to recover she grabbed his hands and tried to pull him up.

Alex looked up at her, "Please…I think I need to sit down for a bit," he managed to whisper. "I can't... I can't take any more."

"You heard him girls, let's take a break, we will continue in about 10 minutes. That should be enough time for him to recover…I guess.” Mia said with a giggle.