Alex and Emily Part 2

**PLEASE READ THIS DESCRIPTION FIRST!!! A/N** So sorry on the wait for part 2! It ended up longer than I'd like; I promise they'll be a more reasonable length from now on lol. This one is a lot more graphic than the first, and a lot more cartoonish and odd so all the same warnings apply; namely cartoonish sound effects, physical changes due to chemical injection, a bit of non-con, a bit of sweetness at the end, and a whole lot of bouncing and foot fetish. Everyone is at least 20; the babysitting setting is just due to a personal experience I had when I and a long time female friend of mine were back in our 20s... we were both adults then and we are both adults now (albeit much older). Strange how that sort of stuff ends up staying in your mind; and I want to clarify that I am NOTHING like Alex (although she herself was a bit like Emily) but regardless! Also most of the preamble will be copy and pasted from the first chapter to save me typing time. I hope you enjoy!

Alex woke up with a screaming headache to the sound of springs squealing and a harsh cracking noise right above him. He felt horrible, and the pain wasn’t just his headache. His arms and legs were bound by massive ropes out to the sides to large steel grommets mounted into the walls of either side of the room, and he found out he was under a bed. HER bed. And from the underside he could really see how badly damaged it was.

The wood slats keeping the box spring on the frame seemed hardly solid under her bouncing, bowing down dangerously far on every single pounding of her feet into the mattress. They seemed to move more like rubber than wood, straining downwards and letting out a deafening groan and then almost completely inverting in resistance to her weight on her bounces up. He could also clearly see into the box spring, the cloth underside was completely ripped out of it in what seemed like a deliberate decision to let whoever was unlucky enough to be on the underside get to witness firsthand what she was doing to her poor bed. He could clearly see the indents of her perfect feet into the top of the box spring, forcing the springs under her feet almost inside out and forcing the splintering wood to let out a mighty crack on every single landing. How was this bed even holding together after all this punishment?

The pain in his groin pulled him away from being mesmerized by her bed’s strength.

But when he looked down he was horrified by what he saw.

His balls looked like they had grown by two sizes. They were MASSIVE, at least the size of grapefruits now, and horribly purpled and misshapen from abuse. They weren’t totally out of shape, but what were once two rounded egg shapes now were clearly more ovals than they were anything else. It hurt like hell. Staring down at his horribly tortured nuts began to make him nauseous, he felt bile rise in his throat as he gazed down. He quickly looked back up into the abused bed, swallowing his sickness and trying to not think of the agony. He groaned in pain.

Emily continued smashing her feet into her bed over and over again until she heard the sound of Alex rousing. She squeaked with joy at his awakening, and immediately gave the bed another mighty drop in order to look under it at him. When she dropped, the bed bowed so far down it nearly hit Alex right in the face.

“Oh you’re up!” She said, looking under the bed at his spread form. “You were out for a few hours, it's dinner time now!” In an uncharacteristic show of kindness, she moved his head to face her, giving him a soft smile. ”Do you want anything you want to eat?”

Absolutely terrified, Alex kept his mouth shut. Seeing his eyes wide in absolute fear was so titillating for her, and she regarded his silence with a big grin, and once again stood on her bed.

**GROOOANNNN… BOING**

“Y;know, you seem scared mister- or Alex… can I call you Alex?”

**CREEEAKKKKK… BOING**

“I think a lot of boys would feel really lucky to be in this sort of situation with a pretty girl like me; my pretty little face in front of them, my perfect soles on their cock, maybe my mouth… maybe something halfway in between? You’d be my first y’know, not with my feet or my mouth of course, but my pussy! I’m sure that’s easy to believe.”

**GROANNNNNN… BOING**

“So why don’t we have some FUN and play a really easy game? All you need to do is endure my playtime… no tap outs, no quitsies, and no balls breaking!” she punctuates her last point with another massive drop onto her bed.

**CRACKKKKK… BAWOINGGGG…CRACK…CREAK CREAK CREAK**

As her ass slowly bounced to a halt Alex looked to the foot of the bed to see her wonderful soles once again come into view. She wiggled her toes, putting him in a trance. “Just play my game and if you win…”

Alex let out a yelp as her head suddenly appeared to his right, her feet fully disappearing from the foot of her bed. He whipped his head around to face her, and saw her smile; as terrifying as it was beautiful; sweet as sugar but surely full of a poison that would send any to their grave. He gulped.

“If you win I’ll let you fuck me! No twists or turns; you get to take my virginity! My untouched pussy is all yours! Deal?”

Alex was gobsmacked. She was… bargaining with him? After all this, tying him up, threatening him, luring him here… she was trying to offer him a deal? He looked around the room; at the walls and floors covered with toys and posters for children’s shows. Candy everywhere. Was this her plan? Is this her fantasy? Or is this a pattern? Is this premeditated?

“Is this what you do?” He asked her, turning his head back around to face her. “Are you like the Punisher for hentai addicts? You what, you lure all the pedophiles and perverts of the world here with your sweet innocent girl needs babysat catfishing scheme and you have them willingly give up their nuts in the promise of virgin pussy in order to give them some sort of poetic justice? Is that it?”

Emily for the first time since Alex’s arrival seemed caught off guard. Her smile fell and she now was the one that could only stare. “I…” she started.

“Or is it not even that complicated?” Alex interrupted, “Is this just your little fetish? The little girl takes down the big bad man with her ‘irrefutable beauty’ and then you get to punish them for being lecherous? For falling for your trap?”

Emily quickly withdrew her head from peering under the bed. She sat upright, pulling her knees closer to her chest. She found a sudden interest in her bedsheets, and attempted to start again. “I… I”

“Well I’M not going to fucking play your sick little game!” He barreled through. “If you’re going to torture me then torture me. But there’s no way in hell I’m gonna give you the power trip you’re looking for by willingly trading my balls in exchange for some crazy bitch’s virgin snatch. You’ve already got me tied up here, so what’s the point of playing your game?”

There was silence for a while after that. Alex was left out of breath from his little outburst; so with her total silence all he could still hear was the sound of his heavy breaths. The bed stayed still; Alex wondered if she was preparing something horrible for him up there. Maybe she was going to scare him with a drop to his nuts; or maybe he’d gone too far and she was just pondering whether or not to just kill him outright. He felt regret for a moment for losing his temper like that; but when another pang of pain from his horribly bruised spuds sent another wave of nausea from him all his regret went back out the window.

*‘I don’t care whatever happens next,’* he thought to himself. *‘At least I denied this psycho the satisfaction of having power over me.’*

“Y’know,” he heard a soft voice start from the top of the bed, “It usually takes a lot longer than a few hours for hostages to give up their fear and lash out like that.”

Alex swallowed another mouthful of bile and banged his head on the ground in order to distract himself from the pain. “Well most hostages don’t have their balls turned black and blue within the first 10 minutes of their capture. If you wanted to make me a deal you should have tried when you had my dick between your feet.” He stated. “Dumbass.”

He heard her huff from the insult. “OH well aren’t you so smart Mr. College man?” he heard the bed creak as suddenly her voice came from his right again. “How about you tell me how a naughty boy so clearly in love with my pretty little feet could possibly refuse the chance to get to play with me more huh? Do you think you’re better than me?”

He whipped his head around to face her, “Lady, that's not anywhere even remotely near… the… point…” he trailed off. She was facing him again, but instead of her usual fake trickster smile she was sporting a very… indignant expression. Pigtails falling towards the floor from the force of gravity, he could see her clearly now without her usual act drenching her in an air of evil insincerity. Her cheeks were puffed out and her blonde brow was furrowed into an angry frown, with her lips pursed and her eyes… had she been crying before? His anger evaporated like a drop of water thrown into the sun. She had been crying, and was now POUTING at him. She looked-

*‘Cute,*’ he thought to himself. “She looks so damn cute.”

Her expression immediately changed. Her eyes widened into a look of absolute surprise as she slowly processed what she’d heard. “Y-you think I’m cute?”

Now it was Alex’s turn to be surprised. *‘I said that shit out loud? Christ the pain must be-’*

“Not a chance in hell!” Alex was now in full damage control. “The pain is scrambling my fucking brain. Now just do whatever horrible shit you plan to do with me and get it over with!” He quickly turned his head away in order to hide the heat that was growing on his face. There is no way in hell he was gonna let this sicko have her way.

Emily couldn’t stop her smile. He was nothing like the other boys she’d tortured before; he was a total sap. A horny sap for sure (a horny sap with the biggest pair of cock and balls she’d ever seen AND an equally insane libido to match; hell he had been hard this ENTIRE time) but a sap nonetheless. He clearly has been working through some serious frustration with his over tuned toolkit; between the tape on the leg holding down his enormous member, to the look of total shame he showed when she had initially revealed it… oh that wonderful, wonderful shame that makes modest men out of total studs… she’d never seen it before and she’s shocked by how much it excites her. Every boy she’d ever even MET was putty in her palm. In love with her at first sight; willing to do anything it takes to get even a moment with her. And they were all the same; baby balled losers willing to let Emily have her way with them for the promise of her pussy. But he was different: he was a whole other kind of manipulatable. She couldn’t resist laughing. She stared at his honest face; his sweet honest blushing face; facing the other direction from her, as it slowly turned to face her as giggles began to bubble up through her lips. She couldn’t help herself from laughing; falling deeper and deeper into fits of giggles as Alex’s face turned slowly to horror at her unhinged cackling. She laughed so hard she fell off her bed; sliding slowly to the ground head first as her feet were the last thing to come down and her kicking legs shoved her soft soles directly into his face. She could feel the heat from his blush and shame at how immediately he was aroused by them, and continued to laugh at his shame, his obviously pulsing cock from her feet being in his face, and from the feeling of his ragged indignant breaths and angry sounds tickling her soles as she shoved them onto him over and over. Finally she spun around on her stomach to face him, laying on her belly with her feet in the air behind her as she cradled her head in her hands to look right at him.

Alex met her gaze with his face still bright red from his teasing as she stared at him with an emotion he couldn’t quite place. It was quite lusty, but there was something else there; something deeper. They didn’t speak a word to each other for a long time as they just sat there, Alex trying his best to decipher what her gaze meant. In the end he needn’t wonder long, as their silence was broken by some very simple words.

“I think I like you.”

Alex audibly gasped. Emily fell again into a fit of giggles as she covered her face with her hands and leapt back onto her bed to continue bouncing. Alex just sat there, mouth agape.

**GROOOANNNN… BOING**

“You don’t have to say anything y’know. It's written all over your face.”

**GROOOANNNN… BOING**

“You can act all tough and FINE; you don’t need to play my game so you can fuck my pussy. But we ARE going to play.”

**CREEEAKKKKK… BOING**

“But we’ll play a different game! Let’s see who’s right about who. Am I just a big sicko who gets off on destroying men’s balls, and you’re my innocent victim?”

**GROOOANNNN… BOING**

“Oooooor… are you; mister stares at feets and accepts footjobs from total strangers; just a Big.”

**BOING**

“Fat.”

**BOING**

“Horny.”

**SPROING**

“Per-”

**BOING**

“VERT!”

**CRACKKKKK… BAWOINGGGG…CRACK…CREAK CREAK CREAK**

“And I’m the perfect princess who will clean your dirty dirty mind by using my perfect feet that cause your 'deep perversion' to punish your balls by using them as my new trampoline! Deal?”

“Whatever.” Alex replied, now fully done with this charade. “I know your freaky ass was going to jump on my balls anyway; at least this way dead, alive, balls popped or not, I deny you the pleasure of knowing you have any real emotional or sexual power over me you crazy bitch.”

Emily squealed. Back to indignant. He was adorable.

“Then let's shake on it! If you win and I’m just a crazy bitch you obviously won’t cum even with all my teasing and you’ll endure my torment like the tough man you are! And to sweeten the deal, if your balls are still whole at the end you can keep them, AND I'll set you free afterwards!”

“Fine.” Alex replied. “That’s well and fair enough.”

“But if I win,” she began slowly, “and you’re a dirty pervert who loves being used by princess and just loves her feet; you’ll cave and do whatever I say and cum buckets and buckets for me. And you’ll stay my plaything, balls or not, until I tire of you.” 

“That sounds like more or less what I thought was going to happen anyway so I suppose that has to be fine.” He let out a shaky sigh. He just wanted this ordeal to be over.

“Great!” She squealed. “Let’s shake!” Emily stood off the bed and walked over to where Alex’s hand was outstretched and tied and slowly lowered her sole on top of it. Alex could feel her soft flawless wrinkled soles squish around his fingers and the rope knots holding his hands in place. GOD.

“We say it at the same time, okay? One, Two, Three-”

Emily ground her foot into his palm and rubbed it up and down in the direction opposite his shaking. Alex winced in pain, but didn’t waver.

“Deal.”

Emily clapped her hands together, closing the deal. She placed a hand on her hip. “Well I guess before that, do you actually not want any dinner? You’ll be doing a lot of work on an empty stomach without SOMETHING to eat.”

“I think I’ve well past lost my appetite.”

“Suit yourself,” she replied, standing back up on her bed and lightly bouncing around. After a small pause she spoke again, now with her original venomously flirtatious tone. “Do you know what ***I*** want for dinner?” He couldn’t see her face but he was CERTAIN she was smiling.

“Some dead puppies and pig’s blood?” He spat back, not even trying to contain his contempt anymore.

“Nope! I want… NUTS!”

With that she leaped off of her bed directly into Alex’s balls, and her feet squashed into the massive organs, forcing them to distend even more than they already were, and putting Alex back into a world of pain unlike any other. He screamed in agony, distraught by the absolutely unholy creaking and crunching coming from her leaping around on his balls. He could feel her feet mangling and mauling their insides, and he could tell something inside them was being mashed into a serious structural change. He bellowed in pain as she continued to hop up and down on his balls as if they were a trampoline, but a trampoline they were not to her disappointment.

“I wish these big bull balls were bouncier,” she lamented as she continued to sink into them and then jump up. This would be so much more fun if it was like bouncing on my bed.”

She stopped her bouncing and cherished the feeling of the tortured organs churning and shuddering under her weight. “I wonder if I scramble them enough if they’ll swell enough to get really bouncy,” she wondered aloud. “But I don’t wanna wait!!”

She stepped off his balls and strode away to her dresser. The dresser seemed to be more of a decoration piece than anything else, with the drawers wide open and clothes scattered about the room. She reached into the top drawer and pulled from it two syringes, both filled with a mysterious liquid. She walked back over to him, and looked at his balls hungrily.

“If you didn’t guess, most boys don’t last this long playing with me; but after breaking so many boys, I didn’t wanna have to keep finding new ones to play with. So I had my family save up to buy this. It’s a really special drug we had special ordered from the other side of the world that really changes balls to the way I want them to be.”

She leaned down between his legs, holding the first syringe to his right ball. Alex felt the panic rise in his stomach. The strange fluid within the vial was clear to him now, it was a sickly green color, bubbling and clearly toxic.

She giggled at seeing the fear in his eyes. *‘He’s too damn cute!’*  “Don’t worry, it's perfectly safe. At least for your big balls. Some boys’ balls can’t really handle even half a syringe of this, but your balls are so big that I bet they can take a full dose EACH!” And with that she sunk the syringe into his right ball.

It BURNED. It burned and seared with a kind of pain that Alex couldn’t even comprehend. He could feel it swirling around in his testicle, a horrible boiling feeling that felt like someone had spilled acid into the tip of his cock and it was burning away all the insides of his balls. He wailed, crying and begging and sobbing for the pain to stop. It was almost loud enough to cover the sound of Emily howling with laughter, clearly overjoyed at his display of total agony. After she was done, she sunk the other needle into his left nut, and the pain doubled. Alex was shocked he didn’t pass out, it felt like someone was performing surgery on his testicles while he was still awake. When he looked down he saw a truly horrid sight; the chemical was causing his nuts to look as if they were physically boiling from the inside, rolling and wobbling and making a horrific bubbling sound.

Once the fluid was drained from both syringes and was soundly in his balls, Emily stood up. “Okay so now I have to make sure the stuff works its way all the way through your balls so- “ she resumed her previous place atop his testes. Through the pain he looked down to see her once again sink down low into them with her weight. “I’m gonna have to ‘massage’ it in. Ready?”

She began to massage his balls with her toes and feet, squishing and squelching and stomping all over them in order to make sure the chemical was fully coursed through his genitals. It felt like salt in the wound, someone twisting a knife deep into his balls, a horrible added external agony to the already unbelievable internal agony his nuts were in. He began to stop screaming and was reduced to a whimpering sobbing mess. She was loving the experience however, even saying “Your balls are tickling my feet with how much they’re wiggling!”

After what felt like hours, she stopped. His eyes were swollen from all the tears and snot covered his face, and while the pain had not yet fully subsided, it felt more like the normal pain his nuts had been in throughout this whole ordeal. He was too terrified to look down. But his curiosity had overpowered his fear, and what he saw made his heart stop.

They had nearly DOUBLED in size. As large as cantaloupes, his nuts looked horrible. Purple and bruised and horribly deformed. They were massive. Emily came back into view to admire her work.

“Oh Wow! I’ve seen this stuff do a lot of things to balls, but I’ve never seen it make a pair THIS big! They’re so swollen!” She stole a look under the bed at his face and saw the horrible sight she’d made of him. She laughed aloud, standing back up to make sure she wasn’t staring too long. She’d never been this shy about a victim before, this was exciting!

*‘I can’t BELIEVE he didn’t pass out!’* she thought to herself. *‘Now that the chemical is in his system he’ll be awake for a while, but nobody’s endured receiving the drug for long enough to stay conscious; what kind of man is he? He’s cute, far to honest, and tough as hell to boot! If the drug worked on top of all that…’*

Emily turned back around and placed her toes over his right testicle. “There’s only one way to know if it really worked.” Alex’s stomach sank. He knew what was coming. And as if on cue to the time of his heart beating out of his chest Emily hopped up, an almost imperceptible distance from the ground and landed with a foot atop each of his nuts. 

**SQUELCHHHHH**

“OH MY GOD!” Alex cried. This was like nothing before. This wasn’t pain, this was agony. Real suffering. Worse than breaking a bone or even a whole team of football players on top of him. His nuts truly did feel rearranged from the inside out, and her feet atop the already incredible pain of his balls being chemically destroyed provided a truly unbelievable experience of both external and internal pain. He could feel the bile rise in his throat.

Emily on the other hand, couldn’t believe how well the drug worked. Every other guy she’d tried the drug on had at least one ball totally destroyed by the chemical, but not only did both of his balls last, this was the first time the drug had seemed to have worked as intended. She could feel the resistance under her feet, the organs softly bouncing her up and down in her standing position atop them like her bed did. This was everything she’s ever wanted for as long as she could remember. And even though she didn’t know how long her new plaything would last, she was not going to spoil even a single moment of it.

She bent her knees, ready to take her first bounce of her dreams. They resisted the intrusion as aggressively as she’d always imagined, and when she leapt up they shuddered in her wake, wobbling and moving just like her mattress did when she bounced off of it. Above Alex’s nuts, her soles gleamed with sweat, their soft wrinkled flesh hungry to feel the meat of his balls squished and ruined. And so they came down, and the sound was wonderful.

**SQUISHHHHHCRUNCHSQUELCH**

Alex once again tested the limit of his lungs. He could feel everything, every detail of her bare feet on his balls. Her toes sinking in deeper, her soles flattening them out completely right in their centers. The grisly squishing sound sounded so much louder than before; and he could feel how the inside of his balls had some new sort of resilience they didn’t have before, as if they were trying to buck off her feet. Emily felt herself on the brink of something dirty between her legs, loving how his balls fought desperately to keep shape under her. And in the few milliseconds of her landing, she hoped so desperately they were everything she had hoped for. And once the maximum amount his balls would allow her feets intrusion ended, her dreams came true.

**BOINGGGGGG**

His balls sprung her back out like someone spitting out the core of a cherry. She soared into the air, flying up far above his nuts and feeling the same butterflies in her stomach that she felt when she bounced high off of her bed. But the dirty feeling was far stronger than it was with that, and she wanted, she needed more.

Alex could feel every wrinkle of her marvelous feet in his balls as she continued to use them as a trampoline. He hoped so desperately to pass out from the pain, but something in that drug kept him from slipping into unconsciousness. It felt like a bump of coke, he was almost hyper aware, and the torture was inescapable. The maddening squelches and boings of his balls and her laughs felt just as horrible as the pain, the sound making his ears feel like they were going to bleed. He pulled desperately at his restraints but they held tight.

**SQUELCHHHH-BOINGGGG… SLOSHHHH-BAWOINGGG… CRUNCHHHH-SPROINGGG**

Emily never wanted to stop. She was so close, so close to the greatest climax of her life and she was furious that she was starting to get winded. This was too perfect, too wonderful. She needed to push herself over the edge, and she wanted to raise the stakes. She stopped bouncing for a moment, and slowly rolled the massive swollen meatballs below her feet. They felt pretty even but she could tell; the right nut was weaker. Its insides felt like they had juuust a little more give. She knew what she had to do.

All her teasing, all her torturous words, all of it was gone. It was deathly silent save for the sounds of Alex’s sobs and Emily’s desperate panting as she shifted her weight to settle both feet onto Alex’s right ball. 

“Wh-what are you doing?” Alex choked out. “You-you can’t! I don’t know what was in that drug but there’s no way-”

*‘Oh you are NOT going to ruin this for me big boy. Stud and deal or not, you’re going to learn how dangerous royalty is when they’re refused.”*

Emily gave Alex a deathly stare with an equally sick grin to match. With a force she’d never given before she kicked the sole of her foot directly into his face. He felt his nose squish into the soft flesh of her instep, but he knew that if she were any stronger and her feet less soft he would have most certainly broken his nose and lost a few teeth from that kick. He clammed up, knowing that brain damage was not something that could be fixed as easily as testicular damage. He was scared witless, but he knew the only smart choice was to give her what she wanted. A kick like that with shoes on could really kill him. She’d completely gone over the edge.

“Shut UP! TRAMPOLINES DON’T TALK!” She screamed. “Now don’t talk again or you’re gonna be begging me to bounce on your balls! Besides, these big bouncy balls won’t break, even if I do just bounce on one! They know better than to break while a princess like me is using them, don’t they?”

She looked to Alex for a response, and when he didn’t answer she brought her foot up above his face again.

*‘What the hell happened to our deal?! Has she lost her damn mind?’*

“Y-yes Princess!” Alex stammered. “Yes, of course they do!”

She beamed at him, setting her foot back down next to his other one on his right ball and starting to bounce lightly in place. “They love Princess bouncing don’t they?”

*‘I knew I could break him.’*

“Yes Princess, they do. I do! We do. We love your feet bouncing on us,” Alex was trying his best to appease her, hoping to keep her from delivering any more kicks to the head. *‘If she kicks my brains out of my head I’ll lose my only chance at freedom; I really doubt she plans on freeing me even if I do win but… a slim chance is better than no chance.'*

“Good! Ask me then.”

“What?”

She glowered at him. “If you love it so much, ask me. Ask. me. to. bounce. on. your. ball.” she punctuated each word with a light threatening bounce in place, giving Alex heart palpitations. What should he do?

“P-please Princess,” he choked back tears as the reality of him losing a ball began to set in. All his earlier bluster about not giving in would be worth nothing if he’d died before she’d had her fun. He had to endure. “Jump on my testicle. I love it, I love your feet.”

“That’s what I thought,” She replied, giving Alex a dirty wink and leaping into the air.

When she looked down onto his sole nut sloshing about after her leap into the air, nothing else mattered. Nothing but what came next. And as her soles came crashing down into the squishy orb, her entire weight bearing down into the center of it, she felt true ecstasy. It distended out wide below her soles, seeming like a squashed piece of jelly against the floor; and as it despite all odds sprung her back up she felt love. She loved these big bouncy bull balls. She laid into it again, with it refusing to do anything other than toss her back out of it. Again and again she mangled and mashed the gelatinous orb, and again and again it resisted her. And above all else was his massive cock, his ultimate virility denying her the chance to ruin him as a man. His balls would never break; the massive virile orbs were made for her. DESIGNED to be bounced on by a princess like her. His right ball was perfect for her feet, swelling and squishing perfectly to accommodate her. The sound of boings and his ball distending further and further outward with each bounce was driving her back to the point of no return. She began to kick up her legs with each bounce.

**SQUISHHH… BOIiiiNGGGG**

Her first full kick into his right ball created a bounce like never before. The boing of his balls were louder than ever, and she easily bounced nearly 3 feet into the air above the massive swollen gonad. She kicked down into her bounce again.

**SQUASHHH… BAWONGGG**

Her second kick she could feel herself sink in deeper than ever before, and she could feel the once fibrous inside of his ball being fully blitzed by her soles. She kicked down again.

**SQUOOOOSHH… BOIIIIIINGGGGG**

This time it was a much deeper sound, like something inside was really failing to avoid damage like it was before. That bounce was truly extra ordinarily deep; she could tell the amount of nutmeat between her feet and the floor was thinning. Again.

**SPWOOOSHHHHH… BAWANGGGGG**

“Oh WOW that sounded bad!” Emily giggled. She looked over to Alex, who’s screams of agony had been ringing around the room like a constant siren, much to Emily’s joy. That landing felt less like a landing onto a bouncy bed and more like a landing onto a bouncy castle. Less resistance but just as much bounce; and a DEEP sink into his nut. It felt squishier and mushier. She kicked her legs down again.

**SPLATTTTT**

That sound immediately silenced Alex. That was a new level of deep pain. Something had changed. More than the chemical had changed. Something was now TRULY, IRREVERSIBLY wrong. Emily could feel it too, on that landing her feet really scrambled something badly. If it wasn’t wobbly before, it really was now. When she landed that time, his right ball barely resisted her intrusion. It splatted out to the sides like a water balloon spiked at the ground. She could feel the impact of the floor, not enough to hurt herself, but enough to register that she had landed FAR more solidly than she ever had before. It didn’t just distend under her weight, it stretched out. Flat as a pancake despite her landing only in the middle. And she could feel it push its way between her toes like jelly, watery and malleable. It pushed between her toes so much she couldn’t see them anymore after sinking in. For a moment she teetered on the brink of release; certain she had finally killed his right nut. But to her surprise, the writhing orb shuddered more and more as the gravity of her landing pushed her deeper and deeper into the infinitesimal amount of nut between her and the floor, and with a mighty force-

**BOOOOIIINNNNGGGG**

It sloshed itself back into shape, bouncing her up higher than she ever thought possible. At least 5 feet into the air she soared from the mighty gonad’s resistance, and she screamed as her climax racked her body from head to toe. And as she came she bounced, kicking out as much as she could each time, and each time the sickening splat and the hesitation of his nut sent her deeper into pleasure. And every time his ball’s deep wobbling and writhing in between her toes and under her soles titillated her. And the impact sent vibrations, sending pleasure all the way up her legs into her pussy. And every time it came back together to bounce her higher. And higher. And HIGHER. She screamed and laughed and cackled with a pleasure she never knew. She belonged in hell, but she had gone to heaven.

*'OHHH MY GODDD HIS BALL'S STILL IN ONE PIECE EVEN* ***AFTER*** *THE SPLAT? HE'S PERFECT!'*

*'HOLY SHIT IS SHE* ***CUMMING***\*? SHE'S INSANE!'\*

Emily could feel how Alex’s gonad’s once fibrous and elastic insides had turned to a new kind of mush. It didn’t feel like a bouncy bed anymore; it felt more like the world’s most resilient water balloon filled to the brim with jello. Its total refusal to pop gave it a whole new kind of resistance; its once stubborn springiness being replaced by a stretchier and jiggly gooey feeling as it splatted around her perfect feet and then fell back together like a wave in order to bounce her back into the air. Its shuddering increased more and more as she threw her every single ounce into her bounces; it now taking several seconds of writhing quivering torture before bouncing her into the air and sending her soaring above it so high she could land on top of her bed from the bounce. And so she began bouncing between the two in order to extend his torture, bouncing high up on his massive gonad and then landing HARD on her bed. Her bed above Alex’s head seemed to turn completely inside out from how hard she was bouncing on it, and it suddenly dawned on him how much she had been holding back this entire time. The underside of the box spring began to occasionally smack him in the face, not hard enough to really hurt him but enough to bloody his nose and cause him to turn his face sideways to avoid the pain. Her poor bed stopped making any springing sounds and just began to crack and snap with every single bounce; and Alex could see wood splintering and snapping under it with each and every heavy bounce. Her feet fell into her bed so hard he could clearly see where she was landing, the mattress and springs and box spring pulling so tight around her soles he could almost make out individual toes every single bounce.

Emily had never dared to bounce this hard on a bed she didn’t intend to break; but she was having so much fun she didn’t even fucking care. Her feet were sinking so far into the bed they were completely disappearing up to her shins, she could feel how close her bed was to totally giving up and falling to the ground. As titillated as she was, she was getting tired. She needed a finale, and she knew exactly how she wanted to end this. 

“Are you ready?”

**CRACKKKK-BOINGGGG**

“To say goodbye to your nut?”

**SNAPPPPPP-BOINGGGG**

“Mister?”

**CRACKKKK-BOINGGGG**

“PERVERT?”

**CRRUNCHHHH-BOINGGGG**

She screamed the last word as she asked between bounces, flying higher and higher each time and smacking Alex in the head just about every other bounce. She was ready to finally finish his sorry ball once in for all, removing it from its bouncy misery.

Alex’s body was racked with pain and he was ready to be done. He knew resisting her would just cause her to maybe kill him at this point, and he would rather walk away with just a concussion and one nut lighter than not walk away at all. He knew his role now, and as her trampoline he knew he should play along, at least until she was calmed down. He only needed not to cum.

“YES PRINCESS,” he screamed in response over the sound of her bed dying. “PLEASE BREAK MY BALL PRINCESS, IT'S WHAT IT EXISTS FOR!”

“THAT’S WHAT I LOVE TO HEAR!” she squealed through her laughter as she sprang off her bed, leaving it flopping and wobbling in her wake as she careened through the air towards Alex’s ball, but to Alex’s horror instead of landing on it with her feet, he could just see her pink panties flying towards his ball. Before he could even process what was about to happen she landed on it with her whole weight ass first.

**SPPPLLAAAAAAAAATTTTTTT**

Emily came again as she could feel his ball flatten fully to the size of a baking sheet. It was as flat as paper, totally squashed beyond its original shape by her ass. Its shell CREAKED louder than she had ever heard before, sending vibrations through her pussy and as it flattened out further and further, its quivering got more and more severe and more and more titillating until all at once, it seemed to stop. Overwhelmed with a feeling she’d never had before, she fell apart entirely into a puddle of giggles and groaning ecstasy as she continued to grind on it as it ceased all resistance.

Alex was once again on the total opposite end of the spectrum. He felt her ass completely ruin what solids were left in his nut; unbundling every nerve, liquifying every structure, and producing a noise that quite simply must have meant death for his ball. In a state of pain and fear he simply could no longer handle, he let out a scream like no other before. He wailed into the empty cavern that was Emily’s nearly destroyed box spring; and after the cacophonous sounds of his intense agonized wailing and her giggling orgasmic bliss reached a beautiful shared crescendo, he quite simply could take no more; and passed again into unconsciousness, head landing back onto the floor with a loud thud.