A Goblin's April Jewels and Mewls 1 (Non-castration ver.)

Hey everyone!

Another ballbusting author named Kiwibb is hosting a ballbusting prompt challenge.
[Just like last year](https://www.reddit.com/r/BallbustingStories/comments/159rwnt/teamwork_makes_the_balls_hurt_a_short_tale_about/), I’ve decided to participate by having my goblin maid, Noxi, fuck up every pair of testicles she can find! In particular, this first part contains three of the prompts. The second part will contain the other three.

**I’ve made two alternate versions of this story**. This one does not contain castration, and is the canon version. The second version does contain popping, because I simply couldn't resist letting Noxi go all out and be as intense as she wants :)


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Knee/Again
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“Oh, it’s you, Vaf.”

“Yup! It’s me!” Noxi curtseyed to the gardener with her usual hyperactive flair.

Zeno reflexively took a step back, crossing his legs. He was not going to get busted by her again this year, especially not on the first day.

For the last six years, the maid had managed to sneak up on him and knee him straight in the balls when he least expected it. This, by itself, wasn’t that unusual. Every year, in April, the goblins in the kingdom threw a month-long holiday called “April Jewels.” During this celebration, all the women in the castle competed to see who could whack a pair of nuts in the funniest, most unexpected, and most creative ways. They could bust as many guys as they wanted, but could only be “judged” on one bust. No testicle-haver was safe, and every one of them was constantly trying to avoid bringing attention to themselves.

Despite this ever-present threat, the mood around the castle was usually pretty upbeat. The fact that goblin men only got horny once a year, and the fact that their balls were less sensitive than, for example, a human’s, meant that they didn’t think about their genitals very much. This was just a friendly competition, and April Jewels had been a tradition for so long that it was just a casual, accepted thing. It simply wasn’t that big a deal.

That is, unless Noxi Vaf was involved. The extremely excitable and clumsy maid always went the extra mile in trying to win every year. Most ladies would just kick you once or twice, but she would catch you off guard and ram her foot into your crotch a hundred times in a row, shrieking with laughter all the while. She’d never actually won, but every man knew being around her was basically asking to get your nuts cracked, even outside of April. Today was no different, a fact Zeno knew very well.

“I’ve got my eye on you, Vaf. You’re not getting me again. Can’t you go fuck up someone else’s nuts?”

“Get you? Now why would I do that? I wouldn’t dream of interrupting you and your balls on such a beautiful day!”

“Then why are you in the garden?” He raised an eyebrow, taking another step back.

“Because it’s a beautiful day! I wanted to watch you, uh … pick … weeds? That’s what gardeners do, right?”

“Listen, I’m busy. I ain’t falling for your little games. You can act all innocent, but I know for a fact that the moment I look away, you’re gonna run up and knee me, like last time.”

“My my, dear Zeno, you sure are feisty today!” Noxi placed her hand on her hip and raised a finger like she was emphasizing a dramatic point. “You know I never reuse a prank, which this is not! I assure you, from the bottom of my heart, I am not going to sneak up on you and knee your balls from behind!”

Something grabbed Zeno’s shoulders, pulling him backwards.

“I am.”

His brain barely had time to comprehend the unseen woman’s voice before his right testicle was crushed against his pelvis.

~Wham~

Head thrown back from the impact, the gardener’s hips were forcibly thrusted forward. This gave Noxi the perfect opportunity to run up and slam her knee directly into lefty, pinching it equally thin between her bony knee and his thigh. With another pained cry, he felt his feet leave the ground, allowing the goblin behind him to slam a second knee between his legs. Not to be outdone, Noxi did the same, just to even things out. This time, neither of them removed their knees, instead holding them in place. Suspended in the air, with all his weight resting on his own testes, Zeno couldn’t do anything but look down with bulging eyes and grab their legs.

“GOTCHA!” Noxi high-foured the maid behind him. “Nice job, Brul!”

Ah, so that’s who it was. He should’ve known. Mirx wasn’t as prolific a ballbuster as Noxi, but she was always willing to assist her in pranking guys. The only difference was that Mirx was usually the distraction. This time it was the other way around.

“Heh, I didn’t think you’d actually fall for that, Zeno!” The other maid held onto his waist, keeping him from squirming. “You needa keep your guard up!”

Noxi bounced her leg slightly, cackling and pointing at him, “Ha, you should see your face! You look like you just got hit in the balls!”

Through the pain, he tried to scowl at her, managing only a shaky half-frown. She responded by grabbing his shoulders and pushing down. Simultaneously, she started to grind her thigh back and forth, pressing his trapped ball even further out of shape. This, he later learned, was the actual prank. Those four earlier knees were just the set-up.

“Oh, yeah, we should probably tell you,” Mirx smiled, “Some of the other maids got into a debate over whether a guy’s nuts could support his own weight or not.”

“Uuugh, fuuuuck, goddess above ... why me?” His voice wavered, head lolling back and forth. She answered that he was simply the first person they had seen.

“And it looks like they can!” Noxi concluded, continuing to push down. With some effort, the goblin managed to pin her gonad firmly in place, preventing it from squirming to safety. “Oh, I think I got my ball trapped! It’s quivering!”

Mirx chuckled, trying to look over his shoulder. “Nice! I wonder how much more it could take?”

She didn’t mean to voice that last thought out loud, but Noxi was more than willing to discover the answer for her.

“Let’s find out!”

The agony in Zeno’s gut bloomed even hotter as the younger goblin pressed down on his shoulders with all her strength. Stuck like that, his nut was simply unable to escape the intense pressure, flattening out even further.

“Try it with your ball too!” Noxi nodded to her co-worker.

“I didn’t mean to actually tr- … well … yeah, why not?” Mirx replied, suddenly doubling the pressure.


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Punch/Thump
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The sight that greeted Noxi when she opened the door was both delightful and disappointing. There, on the massage table, sat a rather handsome looking shark. This was exciting because it’d been nearly four months since the maid had gotten the opportunity to bust a shark guy. But therein laid the problem: a shark was not a goblin. The castle’s April Jewels competition only counted goblins (and Triston), not other races. She wouldn’t be able to quote-unquote “submit” this bust for judging.

Ah well, she’d already snuck in here, might as well have some fun. It’d be a waste of time if she didn’t.

He didn’t look up as she entered the sauna, keeping his face in the comfy headrest. There were several wet towels placed along his back, leaving his ass, legs, and tail exposed. That first body part immediately got her attention. Closing the door and pulling off her gloves, she wasted no time in walking across the steamy room and helping herself to a few playful squeezes. “Oooh, nice booty!”

He flinched slightly at the touch, but relaxed and chuckled a second later. The ladies here were always complimenting him on his rear. He didn’t mind at all, it was one of the reasons he came here so much. That, and the head masseuse gave really good head. The brothels in the shark kingdom paled in comparison to this place. A quality massage and a quality orgasm for only ten silver? It was such an amazing deal, he came once a week!

“You a new hire?” the shark asked casually, “I don’t recognize your voice.”

“Hmm?” Noxi was too distracted by ass to reply right away. “Oh! Yeah, yeah I’m new. This is my first time here, actually!”

“Oh really? Well, I’m honored to be your first customer.”

“And I’m honored by this butt!” Giving him one last grope, she took a step back to crawl under the table. Here she found a gorgeous pair of nuts, pulled through a hole in the table and hanging low in the hot steam. There was also a cock next to them, but she was more interested in the former. “Woah! And these balls!”

He laughed with her, thanking the goblin for the somewhat odd compliment. A second later, he could feel her four-fingered hands gently cupping his testicles. This girl seemed pretty eager to get down to business. Usually, the happy part of the massage came at the end, not the beginning. Of course, he wasn’t about to complain, it made no difference to him.

Noxi was not complaining either. Her incredibly smart and complicated plan of sneaking into this place through the front door had worked. This guy totally thought she was a real masseuse! He was going to regret that.

She bounced the two bollocks in her hands for a moment, getting a feel for their weight. Satisfied, the goblin poked at the tip of the cock inches from her face. “Heh heh, shark wiener.”

The male began to reply, only to get cut off by a sudden blast of pain on the left side of his body. A shocked gasp escaped his lips, turning into a groan as a second bolt of agony exploded from his right side.

The maid’s giggles filled the room as she began using his ballsack as a speed bag. Her small but fast fists rapidly pounded her targets from every angle: Left, right, left, right, right, uppercut, right, left, middle.

~Thump Thump Thump Thump Thump~

The assault came so fast the male couldn’t tell where the pain from one hit ended and the next began. It quickly sapped all of his strength, leaving him unable to pull his privates through the hole to safety. All he could do was lie there, eyes rolling back.

Noxi’s smile grew even wider at this. No doubt he thought this was just as hilarious as she did. Why else would he just sit there and let her continue?

There wasn’t much technique or rhythm to her punches, but she made up for it in speed and enthusiasm. She focused her efforts on his left nut for a moment, slamming her fist into it so hard his sack was knocked upward into the bottom of the table, amplifying the ache. This gave her an idea. After bringing her fists together from either side, flattening his nuts against each other, she began putting all her efforts into uppercuts. The heat and pounding combined to make his balls swell a bit, making them just too large to fit back through the hole. This was good, as the rubbery spheres felt unbelievably satisfying squishing between her fingers as she trapped them against the wood. His cock flopped around comically all the while, serving as encouragement for her to keep going.

Fortunately for him, he only had to endure this for a few more minutes before Noxi managed to trap his right ball in juuuust the right way against the table. With her fist crushing one end of the oval nut, pinning it in place and causing the other end to bulge out, she let loose a flurry of punches with her other hand.

Eventually, his ball couldn’t take anymore and was squashed so utterly out of shape that it was forced to flatten in a wave across the fist that was pinning it. Though his pup-maker was now free, the agony was, of course, tremendous. He didn’t even know it was possible for a ball to flatten that much!

A deep, wavering mewl came from the shark as his dick let out a gigantic blast of semen that splashed against the floor and her dress. Her subsequent laughs were almost as painful as the feel of his ball nearly turning to paste.

“Whoops!” Noxi joked through her giggles, “Silly ball has a mind of its own! Felt really cool though! Your sack is kinda lopsided now though, the right ball is all swollen and stuff! Looks kinda weird! Don’t worry, though, I can fix it!”

The goblin maid was not cruel. She’d hate for one of her pranks to hurt someone. And she couldn't think of anything more embarrassing than having unevenly sized testicles. Thus, she valiantly decided to correct her mistake by trying to make his left nut swell just as much …

… via a hundred more punches.


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Stomp/Bounce
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“Wait, I think I see it.”

“Oh goodie!” Noxi clapped her hands as she stood up. “Can you reach it?”

“I think so. It’s really far back, give me a second,” Haldus answered. Lying on the floor, he was just barely able to get himself under the large dresser. Unfortunately, the small ring that had rolled under it was just barely out of reach.

“Do hurry, please,” the maid replied, smiling as the male servant spread his legs. Sitting there, outlined against his pants, were two large oval shaped bulges. Her eyes winded at the sight. The silly things looked just so vulnerable, like they were daring her to try and crack them. And she was never one to back down from a dare!

This was a rather simple prank, by her standards, but sometimes less was more. She and Haldus, one of the castle’s butlers, had been at work cleaning one of the guest chambers. He seemed slightly uneasy around her, for some odd reason that she couldn’t determine, but he relaxed a bit after they had finished without her trying to sack tap him. And that’s when she put her plan into motion. After taking off her ring and tossing it behind the dresser, she dramatically gasped and requested assistance in retrieving it. Thinking nothing of it, he got down to try and help. The furniture was far too heavy for them to move, and the dusting tools they had with them were too short, so this was the only way.

“I am, I am.” He rolled his eyes at her unnecessary urging, pushing himself forward to squeeze his head and shoulders under the dresser (not an easy task, given his long ears). “You should really be wearing your ring under your gloves from now on. You lose it like everyday.”

“Yessir, Mr. Grumpy.” Watching as his face disappeared out of view, Noxi calmly grabbed the dresser and hoisted herself on top. Her light build meant that she didn’t have to fear it rocking or moving at all, meaning that Haldus was completely oblivious to her movements. “Y'know, I can think of something you should do a better job of keeping track of, too!”

Above him, the maid shifted her balance carefully, preparing to execute her hilarious prank. Her aim would have to be perfect, she’d only get one shot at this. Her eyes were locked to her targets. This was gonna hurt so good!

“Yeah, and- ah dammit, thought I had it … and what’s that?” His middle finger could just reach the ring now. There wasn’t really enough space to pick up his hand, so he attempted to grab it between two fingers.

“Your balls!”

With this, Noxi leaped off of the dresser, aiming her heels directly at the other goblin’s testicles.

~Splat~

“AAAH!”

Both nuts instantly spread out against the floor like rubbery dough. Trapped under her weight, the orbs ballooned out and bubbled around her heels, acting as cushioning for her fall. They quivered violently, shaking as the imprints of Noxi’s boots left deep indents in the sensitive ball meat.

“April Jewels!” The maid screamed in laughter, grinding her heels as hard as she could. She was so glad she had come up with this idea, the way he mewled and bucked under her was so funny! “Gotcha, ha ha! Squishy!”

Trapped under the dresser, Haldus could do nothing but lie there and kick his legs as his balls slowly became softer and flatter under her weight. He couldn’t pull himself out, nor could he turn himself over or cover himself with his hands. His fellow servant just kept grinding and bouncing on his plums, laughing like mad all the while. The jump had been for the competition, but this was just her having some fun for herself (and teaching him a lesson for being grumpy).

“I’ve always wanted to try this!” Noxi giggled as she shifted her weight back and forth between each ball. “You’ve got some pretty big balls for a goblin, so I thought yours would be nice and squishy! And I was right! I don’t think even Balls’ balls get this flat!”

He could only reply with a mewl as she lifted her boots and began stomping.

After exactly seventeen stomps, Noxi's foot came down and missed. The large boot only managed to clip one oblong end of his testicle, squashing it even more out of shape for a brief second. His body shook at the new type of pain, nearly throwing her off. Unfortunately, this meant that Noxi had to shift all of her weight onto his other nut, standing on one leg as it slowly began to seep into all the nooks and crannies of her boot’s sole. If she had weighed even a tiny bit more, that ball likely wouldn’t have survived.

“Ha ha! Silly ball! You nearly made me fall! Oh, that rhymed!”

As she planted her foot back down, Haldus gave a choked gasp. He was going to be here for quite a while.