Seeds of Heroism - Chapter 69
Chapter 69 >!nice!< – content: >!references rape, accidental ballbusting, lesbian, references castration!<
*[A guide to the world of Bythos!](https://imgur.com/a/poZLPkK)*
“You were right, I think it’s starting to heal. It’s even glowing. And the crack where it split open seems a little smaller,” Ina whispered.
“Cool,” Jim squeaked. His voice had reached comical heights, and even now, twenty minutes after Ina’s butt busted his nut, he sounded like he had inhaled helium. They were twenty minutes of gut-churning ball pain that the auf had spent inspecting his testicle – his actual testicle, teleported out of his sack – like a curious object. Ina had become entirely too comfortable removing his balls from between his legs, Jim decided. He distinctly remembered a time when the innkeeper was reluctant to snatch away a man’s testicles unless he had proven to be an unruly drunkard harassing girls.
He also realized how he hadn’t missed the feeling of a girl’s fingers holding onto his raw testicles, as if she was reaching inside his sack. Each little touch made his breath hitch, and women naturally had no idea how even just a firm hold on the organs could be pure agony. And he really didn’t miss seeing his gonads squirm in her hand, the white, veiny orbs rolling around on her palm. There was something terrifying about the sight that struck a primal part of his brain, urging him to submit to the woman that could decide the fate of his manhood with a simple squeeze.
It all had delayed telling her about his plan for their escape. At least the paladin seemed to have slipped into the nap she was so eager for while he was waiting for his nuts to stop hurting. She was softly snoring at the desk, at the other end of the room.
He was about to swallow the nauseating pain and speak when Ina chortled. “Nghehe, I think I heard about this alchemist thing for adventurers when they’re exploring caves. It’s this stick that you can light without fire, and it even burns underwater, but they’re really expensive. But with your balls, you don’t even need that! Someone can just crack your nuts for you and ta-dah! A light in the dark! Well, two lights, ehehe,” she snickered.
“Please don’t joke about that… Despina would definitely try it…” He shook his head. “More importantly, I know how we can get out of this, so please put my ball back.”
“Wait, really!?” She slapped her hand over her mouth at her sudden, rather loud outburst, but the paladin was still sleeping. Her surprise then turned to a wary leer. “I can tell you right now, I won’t strip and try to seduce the guard. They’re all women anyway. You have a better shot at trying to attract them with that giant bait and cracked tackle you have between your legs.”
“No, that’s not what I- wait, do you think she would go for that?” She had deep bags under her eyes, but other than that, the sleepy paladin really wasn’t that unattractive. He wouldn’t mind giving her a taste of his dick. Maybe if he fucked her well enough, she would just slip into deep sleep and-
“Ew!” [Ina flicked the fractured testicle in her palm, sending Jim falling to the ground with a howl of agony.](https://imgur.com/a/RCquhfX) A snore came from the paladin but still she remained asleep. Whispering, Ina told him, “Oh please, I just flicked it, no need to be so loud! …wait, right, it’s still ruptured. Sorry!” With a flick of her wrist, his ballbag was one lacerated gonad richer again.
She folded her hands behind her back and bobbed back and forth on her heels, waiting for him to stop holding himself. “… Jiiiim?” He only eeped and rolled back and forth in nut pain. Ina had to bite down on her lip to hold her laughter. “So, what’s your plan?”
With his face pressed to the ground, he shakily produced a small vial from his pants and held it up. The auf took it from him and inspected it.
“What is it?”
Slowly, he forced himself to stand. His balls would heal, it would just take time. The pain was going to fade. It was going to fade. He kept repeating it in his head like a mantra. “Invisibility potion,” he whispered. “Morgana gave it to me – she’s an alchemist we helped. But she said it might interfere with my ba- I mean, with any magic.”
The auf pondered the vial in her hand. “It also doesn’t seem to be a lot. Did she say anything for how many people this is?”
He shook his head. “No, but I figured what we would do is…”
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“I think we can go through here!”
“Hurry up, then!”
Despina left the door behind her cracked, turning and pressing her face against it to peer out into the hallway. Her chest heaved as she struggled for breath. “I think we might have lost them. Why on Bythos did that knight have to cry so loud!”
“Miss Despina, shh!” Philine whispered, a finger pressed against her lips.
She heard the general murmur of snores, deep breaths and mumbled dreams before she turned around. Her own bodyguard, the former knight-captain was standing in the middle of a narrow alley between rows of beds looking unusually forlorn. The sleeping faces of paladins and novices, all around Philine’s age, snoozed happily away with a trio of intruders in their middle – for now. One girl kicked out in her sleep, narrowly missing Leonia. She jumped back to dodge, stumbling over a pile of panties of concerning height, and fell towards the next bed. Only her impressive core strength kept her from crashing into the two girls sleeping there. Both wore skimpy nightgowns that didn’t even cover their stomachs. They drooled in their sleep, covered in a sheen of sweat, and lovingly grasped a large, stained figurine of Norea.
Despina’s stare became almost destitute. “So they *do* share those with each other…”
Philine waved at both of her companions and pointed to a door at the other end of the room. She signed for them to follow and carefully sneaked past the sleeping girls. Both took great care to avoid any more piles of clothes or more misused iconography, many of which were lying in small puddles on the floor, ready to trip them up.
They had reached the middle of the room when Despina heard the heavy fall of boots from the hallway they had come from.
“They must’ve gone in here! After them!” [The door was yanked wide open and a cluster of knights poured into the dormitory.](https://imgur.com/a/8vkKs2H) Even in the sparse light that fell in from the hallway, Despina’s fire-red hair stood out like a sore thumb. Not to mention, she and her companions were the only one’s standing. “There they are! Stop!” a knight yelled.
Of course, the girls in the dormitory began waking up, as any woman would if her bedroom was suddenly filled with strange male voices in the middle of the night. It didn’t take long for them to spot the armed men coming into their room while they were barely or not at all covered.
“Kyaa!”
“Rapists! Rapists have infiltrated the monastery!”
“You knights are all male scum after all, we’ll show you what happens to danglers in the Valesian order!”
Chaos ensued, and Philine, Leonia and Despina simply threw caution to the wind and started running. Unfortunately, even though the paladins mostly ignored them, they still got in their way as they stood up to defend themselves against their supposed defilers.
“Move! Move you harlots, we are pursu- Oooh!” The knight in the lead pushed past the angry gaggle of women when one girl, sitting on her bed, simply swung her fist at him. It struck her nearest target on his body, his crotch. The knight stumbled and fell head first into the same pile of used panties that had almost tripped Leonia. He was buried up to his shoulders in underwear, his ass sticking out of the laundry mountain. The closes paladins wasted no time and surrounded him, smashing their bare feet into the knight’s defenceless balls.
More and more knights poured into the room, only to meet the vengeful feet, knees and hands of the girls balls-first. The cries of men suddenly and violently reminded them that these girls had trained attacking their greatest weakness for most of their live. Their screams echoed throughout the room, mixing in with the angry yells of women and the muffled thumping and slapping of balls getting smashed. It was a ballbusting free-for-all and Despina was inconsolable she couldn’t participate.
“Grr, first they started chasing us for taking the eggs from their rapist friend’s nest, and now they jump balls-first at any leg they can find! That’s not fair, at least have the decency to let me smash your nuts in!”
“Don’t worry, we’ll get our chance!” a paladin next to her said and only then turned towards the princess and frowned. “Wait, who are you three? You don’t look like paladins at all. Have I seen you somewhere before?”
“S-sorry, gotta go!” Philine squeaked and pushed on through the crowd of people.
“Hey, wait! What the hell are you doing here? Come back!”
A knight smacked onto the ground next to the frowning paladin. Several girls held his legs up into the air, spreading them, so the two paladins between his legs could pummel his balls like they were punching bags – which, in a way, they were to these girls.
“Th-ey’re at-tack-ing the mo-nast-ery!” he pressed out in short bursts that were dictated by the fists flogging his beanbag.
“Everyone, stop! We are under attack!” the paladin screamed.
“I know! We’re taking their weapons away right now!” a girl to her left said. Kneeling on all fours in front of her was one of the knights. She drew her foot back and punted his balls up into his throat as hard as she could. She smiled when he crawled over to a chamber pot and emptied his stomach into it.
“No, I mean there are outsiders here!”
“Oh, we’ll make 'em *fit* right in,” the paladin replied and bent down to grab and crush one of the knight’s balls.
“WOMEN NOT FROM THE ORDER HAVE INFILTRATED THE MONASTERY!” she finally screamed and that got some of the crowd’s attention.
Slowly, they lowered their legs and stepped off of crotches. “You mean, the knights haven’t given in to their base instincts and tried to rape us like all men eventually do?”
“No! I mean, maybe? But they came here chasing those three girls that were just here! Raise the alarm!”
Another, different sort of chaos erupted. Some of the paladins ran to alert the monastery, others quickly armed themselves and covered their shame. Some just ran out after Despina, Leonia and Philine, bare-naked. They left behind a smattering of men on the ground, moaning and whimpering and holding their crotches.
Most of the knights, however, escaped with their nuts intact and relatively unkicked. They, along with a few naked paladins, made up the main host of their pursuers.
“Crap, I didn’t think they would stop attacking each other so quickly! RUN!” Despina yelled.
“Where are we going?!” Leonia shouted.
“I don’t know!” Philine admitted and opened a door on her left. They stumbled into the monastery’s refectory. Rows upon rows of benches and tables, some with the vestiges of the order’s dinner left on them. They rushed towards the other end and the door that was there. But when they had reached the middle, it opened, revealing even more knights and paladins that had cut them off from the other hallway.
“We’ve got you now, you castrating who-Oooh!” Before the knight could finish his sentence, a paladin only wearing panties sack-tapped him.
“Surrender now! You have nowhere to run!”
“Quick,” Philine said, “the kitchen!” She pointed towards the back of the frater, already running.
“Does it have another exit?” Despina asked, shooting a worried glance at the people already running after them.
“Don’t know!”
Steam and the smells of cooking met them. Two middle-aged, motherly women were in the kitchen, currently fussing over a giant pot of stew cooking over a fire. Philine stopped, her head on a swivel, trying to find another exit.
The two cooks stared at them fearfully, wooden spoon raised like a weapon. “We need an exit! Where can we get out?” Despina barked, but the women just kept staring, shocked by their sudden intrusion. The princess was about to snap at them when Philine tapped her shoulder.
“There! Next to the shelves!”
“Rrraaah!” From behind, a knight that must have lost his pants in the chaos of the dormitory jumped at them, sword raised high above his head, cock and balls flopping around in the air. Leonia’s reflexes kicked in faster than anyone else’s, and she simply rushed at him, shoving the man out of the air and pushing him back onto the pot of stew. Instead of striking at Despina like he had expected, [he suddenly found himself sitting on top of the pot, his balls dangling into the boiling liquid.](https://imgur.com/a/YU6hjWF)
“My stew!” one of the cooks cried, watching the man’s hairy balls submerge in the dish and even the tip of his penis kissed the surface of the boiling liquid.
“M-my balls!” the knight cried after about a second of preparing his nuts for consumption. He jumped off of the pot, dragging his reddened sack from the stew. His pursuit all but forgotten over the state of his nuts, he inspected the boiled balls carefully. Until one of the cooks grasped the top of his sack from behind and dragged them through his legs.
“That will teach you to dip your disgusting hairy balls in my stew,” she yelled and started slapping his nuts with her spoon over and over again. He cried out in pain, trying to pull away, but she had a firm grip on his balls and struck them over and over again, beating him into submission.
When another knight showed up, this one wearing pants, the second cook was ready. Before he could even shout or lunge at Leonia, she had grabbed a pouch of cherry-red powder from the spice rack. “Oh no, you don’t,” she said, pulled the front of his pants back and emptied the entire bag of spice into his crotch.
At first, he looked like he was about to shout at the cook, but then his expression changed. He frowned, then slowly, his eyes got larger and larger. “What did you do?! My balls! They’re on fire!”
“Just some chilli powder from the Free Cities. A pinch is enough for a company’s worth of food.”
He frantically pulled down his pants, exposing his already inflamed genitals. Both his dick and testicles glowed red and were swelling. The knight slapped at his manhood in panic, trying to get the chilli powder off of it, and smacked himself in the balls a few times in the process. “Get this off of me!!”
“This will help,” Despina said and smashed her foot up into his nuts. He collapsed to the floor, twitching and convulsing.
“Quick, this way,” Philine reminded them and ran through the door in the back.
The kitchen spat them out into a narrow, winding hallway. From somewhere in the monastery, a high, clear bell began to ring. The paladins had raised the alarm.
“What are we gonna do?!” Philine asked, panic rising in her voice.
“For now, just keep running, Phili- Watch out!” Leonia dragged Philine by the shoulder, stopping her just in time before she ran into a paladin emerging from a door opening into the narrow hallway. Before she could take proper stock of the situation, Despina dragged her companions to the right, where a wide stairway led down.
“Down here!” she shouted and started scampering down the stairs.
“Miss Despina, n-not so f-fast!” Philine cried after her when the princess was already halfway down the stairs. Despina glanced behind her, wondering what on Bythos could possibly be so hard about going down some stairs.
She got her answer when she saw Philine’s giant melons flop around with each step down the stairs, the titanic breasts looking like they were trying to pull the girl to the ground. She was fighting their tremendous heft as their momentum made them bounce hypnotically. Even Despina, as irate as she was that she had to wait for her companion because her boobs were so much larger than hers, couldn’t help but nod with each of Philine’s steps, eyes glued to the billowing tits.
“S-she’s right, my lady! Please wait for us!” Leonia called out. To the princess’s shock, even her bodyguard fought with the force her bouncing chest submitted her to.
“Y-you stupid, fat cows! T-this is hard for me too! Just go faster!” she yelled, a tear in the corner of her eye. Pretending to have to hold her chest from bouncing all over the place, she continued down the stairs at a slightly slower pace.
Behind them, the first of their pursuers reached the stairs, a girl in panties and a simple shirt. She scoffed as she saw the three run down the stairs. “Hah, idiots! I’ll be the one to apprehend you, and then the abbess will praise me!” She raised her leg over the railing and, securely holding her short sword away from her, straddled the smooth wood. “Here we go!” The paladin took her feet off the stairs and immediately started sliding down.
But she hadn’t taken into account that the railing sported several round bumps, bumps that were now massaging her pussy as she slid over them. “Oh-oooooh… faaaasteeeer…” she breathed.
As Despina, Philine and Leonia slowly made their way down the stairs, the moaning paladin suddenly slid past them on the railing, leaving a glistening trail. About halfway down the stairs, she lost her sword. At three quarters, the throes of her passion made her fall off the railing, eyes crossed and tongue thrust out as she moaned loudly. Despina watched her cum from the bumpy ride with a concerned frown.
Back up top, another pursuer of the three companions reached the stairs. The knight scoffed, just like the girl before him. “Needy fuckin’ cunt can’t even stop getting herself off when on a chase. That’s why you don’t let a girl do a man’s job.” He straddled the railing facing forward and started sliding down after the others. But he didn’t have a similarly orgasmic experience to the paladin.
Instead, the bumps on the railing smacked into his balls, giving the two orbs a painful smack that he felt up into his stomach. And then the next bump smashed into his nuts the same way. And the one after that did as well. As his speed increased and his balls bounced up and down, getting beat multiple times a second, he could only think, *Goddess, I’ve made a huge mistake!* But what he yelled was, “Mummy, my balls, mummy help me!”
As a knight slid down past Despina, screaming and his balls clacking against the railing like a fleshy metronome, she started to doubt her own sanity. She watched him slide into the newel post at the end of the stairs, smashing his balls against the carved decoration on top of it. Slowly, he slipped off the railing with a pathetic whimper. The girls rushed past him, heading deeper into the bowels of the monastery.
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“I think that will work.”
“Alright, just get her to come in here.”
Ina nodded and, for a moment, felt her cheeks blush for nodding at a pink, hairy nutsack. But what could she do? It was the only thing left visible of Jim! It didn’t help that he must have pulled his pants up high, and his two fat gonads bulged out in two telling curves of fabric. Luckily, he piled some more straw around the disembodied ball bulge to hide it.
Ina turned to the sleeping paladin instead and sighed loudly. The woman answered with a loud snore but didn’t wake up. “Ahem!” This time, she didn’t even react. “Oh for goddess’s sake… Big, fat cocks!” Ina shouted.
“Nghhwah?” The paladin jerked awake, her legs rolling off of the desk. Ina quickly glanced away, pretending to not notice. Her jailer yawned loudly. “Waah, I’ve had a wonderful dream…” She stood up and stretched her legs, making her chest stand out proudly. Then, she turned to the cell. “Hey, how’s it going, you two? Wait, where’s the other one?”
“Sorry, what?” Ina feigned ignorance.
“The boy who couldn’t stop holding his balls! Where is he?”
“I have no idea who you mean.”
“Don’t play dumb with me, girl!” The paladin opened a desk drawer. Ina could hear the promising jangle of keys. “Fine, I’m coming in there. Don’t think you can try anything, girl!” She produced a small knife that she threateningly pointed at Ina.
Ina could feel her shoulders tense the closer the paladin got. She stuck the key in the lock, turned it and entered.
“Alright, now stand up and turn around! Hands where I can see them!” The paladin’s command was accompanied by a small gasp. Ina couldn’t help but smirk. This paladin would be in for a nasty surprise. But her smirk slipped when her eyes fell on her jailer’s right boot. Squidging out beneath it was Jim’s flattened nutsack! The orbs shivered as the paladin stood on them with her full weight. Jim must be trying to desperately stop himself from crying out! Chewing her lip, Ina tried to think of something to help him.
“Uh, you ha-haven’t… uhm…”
“Yes?”
“Goddess, I can’t believe I’m… you haven’t patted me down, have you. I might have some sort of hidden weapons on me,” Ina said, her voice flat and emotionless. “Between my legs, for example.”
“Huh,” the paladin said and leaned back a bit. Sadly, without taking her foot off of Jim’s testicles. “They told me you were a feisty one. You know, we get lots of girls here that are *adamant* that they’re straight. *Prince so-and-so is going to marry me! Cock is all I care about*, they all say. Well, some of us take particular pleasure in making those girls give in.” Her hand smacked up between Inacea’s legs, making her yelp. She closed her eyes and gritted her teeth. The slap had stung, but even worse was that she felt the paladin fondle her cunt right after. “Never tried to fuck a prisoner, though… but there’s a first time for everything, right?”
Her fingers caressed Ina’s arm, sensually dancing in her palm. She did the same with her other hand before a pair of handcuffs clicked shut around her wrists. “What the hell?”
“Oh, please. Do you think you’re the first prisoner who tried to fuck her way out of here? I’m not stupid, you know.”
*Maybe, but you’re too thick to notice that you’re crushing a pair of testicles under your foot!* “Wh-what does that mean?”
The paladin smiled. “It means you get to show me how good you are at munching carpet, girl.” She stripped Ina’s pants and her own with quick, practised moves and pushed the auf to the ground. With a quiet sigh, the paladin finally moved, lying down on top of Ina and thrust her slit in her face. “Better start licking, girl. If you don’t want this to end in a few beatings for you, you better get to it, and when your mouth is free again, you’re going to tell me where your friend is.”
From the corner of her eyes, Ina saw Jim’s flattened nutsack lift from the straw and bob and bounce out of the cell. It would only be a matter of seconds now. “Hellooo?! Do you think you have a choice? It’s time to pay lip service, and here are the lips!” the paladin reminded her, spreading her damp hole for Ina to pleasure.
Reluctantly, the auf opened her mouth and pressed her lips against the paladin’s. The woman’s salty musk filled her mouth and Ina tried her best not to gag. “There we go, now get that tongue to work. And once you’ve dined on some fine twat, we’re going to talk about your missing compani-”
*THUMP*
The baton struck the paladin’s neck and with a sigh, she slumped in on herself, her face burying itself between Ina’s legs. The auf’s muffled voice barely penetrated the mouthful of fanny but eventually, she heaved the paladin off of herself and drew a desperate needed breath. When she opened her eyes, her vision was filled by a set of scarily massive, hairy balls. “Aaah!” Ina cried out and, out of reflex, struck the wrinkly sack above her.
“OOF! Ina… why…” Jim squeaked. The disembodied ballsack slumped to the ground beside her.
“Oh, sorry! Just suddenly seeing those things is really scary, you know.” She stood up and picked up Jim’s discarded clothes. “Now, come on, let’s get out of here.” The freckled girl pilfered the paladin’s keys, walked out of the cell and slammed the door after her – immediately making Jim cry out again.
“INA! YOU CLOSED THE DOOR ON MY BALLS!” Confused, the auf checked the frame of the cell door and sure enough, stuck between the frame was a fleshy, bulbous organ that only remotely resembled a man’s testicles. The door had closed on the centre of both gonads, squishing them down extremely tight. Jim’s balls bubbled out from between the door frame.
“Hahaha, just how unlucky are you?”
“INA, HURRY!”
“Right, err, let me just – ah dangit,” she said as she fumbled with the keys and dropped them.
“INA! NOW!!”
“Alright, sheesh, no need to scream at me…” She picked up the keys and unlocked the door. The stuck testicles popped out, bouncing around wildly. An indentation in the middle of the two fat eggs remained. “There we go! *Now* can we go?”
“I’m… right behind you…” the invisible Jim croaked.
Ina carefully opened the only other door and peeked outside. “I think we’re good… let’s try to find the others, alright? They’re probably camping somewhere on the island, trying to search for you.”
“M-maybe…” He followed in Ina’s footsteps as she exited the room, grateful that she was leading for now and he could nurse his busted balls. They crept along the empty hallway, careful not to make too much sound.
“I think these other doors are more cells. One or two were open when they brought me down here, and I saw them clean one of them out. If I remember correctly, we came from that heavy door at the end…” She tried to open said door but realized it was locked. She produced the paladin’s key and unlocked the door. With a satisfied smile, she opened it and peeked behind it.
It was another hallway, this one wider and lined with statues and a long, plush carpet laid down in the middle. “Yeah, that looks correct… Mhm.”
“What?”
“I don’t remember if I came here from the right or the left.”
“Uh… what do we do, then?”
“Let’s just go, uuuhm… right.”
“Why do you think that’s the way out?”
Ina shrugged and started walking right. “Woman’s intuition.”
Jim grumbled but followed after her. The hallway seemed to lead to more important rooms, as every few steps another statue as tall as a man flanked the carpet and sweeping paintings of landscapes and historical events lined the walls. “This is impressive…” Jim reluctantly admitted. “This stuff looks like it belongs in a museum.”
“The order is definitely more cultured than I expected them to. Even I’ve heard of that painting there, it’s the ‘Siege of Damizlik’. It’s depicting the moment the Bosalmakians won their independence from Calvino.”
“Is that a… is the woman holding what I think she is?” Jim asked fearfully.
Ina couldn’t help but smile a little. “Well, if you think she’s holding the knight-captain’s left testicle, then you’d be correct. I think the rebel leader led a desperate breakout from Damizlik and managed to capture the Calvinian knight-captain? Then she demanded he order his army to retreat, saying for every day he hesitated, she would cut one of his balls off. He complied after the first day.”
Mortified, Jim stared at the ghastly painting. He noticed the gonad was painted in intricate detail, making the white orb stand out against the woman’s cinnamon skin. “At least he got to keep one…”
“Oh, his remaining ball was popped a few days later by the queen’s personal guard, after they had retreated back to Calvino. She was this really patriotic woman and was adamant he should’ve let himself be castrated rather than order a retreat. She became knight-captain after that.”
Before Jim could properly process this, in his eyes, unfair treatment, they heard a door open and two chattering women approach. “Quick, behind the statues!” Ina hissed and was already climbing behind a particularly large statue of some horse. And while Jim was mostly invisible, he didn’t want to risk someone bumping into him. He climbed up behind a statue of a chesty paladin, holding onto her marble breasts – something that amused him more than he cared to let Ina know.
The languidly talking girls were now close enough that Jim could hear them. “… can’t believe Mary of all people would sneak out to fuck a knight. Can you believe her? She’s always such a hard-ass, lights out by ten, tuck the bedsheet in, bla bla bla…”
The other woman snickered. “Right? I heard she even makes her bunk buddy clean her prayer stick after she lets off some steam with it.” They stopped right in front of Jim’s statue. “I wouldn’t be surprised if she made her suck the thing clean!” They laughed and leaned against the statue’s base.
“Do you think maybe it’s just an act? Maybe she’s all submissive with men. ‘Please, sir, stick your dirty little peen in my mouth, so I may polish your knob for you!’ Haha, imagine!”
Her companion snorted. “No way! That’s such a cliché. Why would a git like her be into getting bossed around by a man? I bet she’s making him chew his own nuts off for her entertainment.”
“Hah, speaking of! Look, this statue has balls!” Jim’s heart sank to the bottom of his scrotum.
“Pffhahaa, someone must’ve glued them to the statue, that’s hilarious! Maybe someone wanted to play a prank on the prioress? Seems kind of directed at her, right next to her chambers.”
[The first paladin reached out and grasped his balls.](https://imgur.com/a/6EbfRF5) With every ounce of will he could muster, Jim managed to not pull back when he felt her hand roughly grab his left testicle and start squeezing and mashing it in her hand. “Wow, they feel just like real balls!”
“And how would you know that, little miss ‘I’ve never even seen a penis before our class on men’s weaknesses’.”
“W-what?” Her startled cry came with a sudden squeeze that made Jim bite his lips. His hands squeezed the statue’s tits so tight the blood left his hands. “I’ve seen and touched all sorts of balls! And I’m no virgin!”
“Riiight. You know that, just because you plug yourself with your prayer stick every free minute we get, doesn’t mean you’re not a virgin, right?” In embarrassed speechlessness, the paladin pulled hard on Jim’s balls. “And annoying the stable maids, saying you’re helping when you just watch them make new geldings and stealing a bucket of snipped balls to play with doesn’t mean you know what a man’s balls look and feel like!”
“That’s…! I don’t…!” She huffed and let go of Jim’s nuts. “I’m telling you, these feel just like real ones, just go ahead and try them!”
With an arrogant smirk, the other paladin grabbed Jim’s balls, weighing them in her hand and squeezing the right testicle between thumb and palm. She pressed the tip of her thumb down hard into the meat of his gonad, her nail painfully digging into the core of the testicle. “Nope. Sorry, girl, but these are way off. They’re super artificial and if you’d *ever* held a real pair in your hands, you would know.”
“Oh yeah, because you’re somehow an expert on what balls feel like.”
“I have three brothers. You think I never saw them naked or smashed their nuts when they annoyed me? These are so unrealistic. Just the size alone! They’re as big as the horse balls you’re playing with. It’s probably just some girl’s wet dream of what men have in their sack. Good effort, though, sticking fake horse-sized balls on a statue is hilarious.” She snorted again and let go of Jim’s right testicle. “We should call you that. ‘Horse ball girl’. Has a nice ring to it.”
“You can’t- I mean, I’m not…” The sudden high, clear ringing of an alarm bell stopped the paladin short in her explanation of why that shouldn’t be her nickname. “That’s the alarm!”
“Damn, I can’t imagine they’d ring it just for Mary popping some guy’s balls…. We need to go have a look.” With that, the two paladins started running towards the sound of the bell. As soon as they were out of earshot, Jim groaned and slipped off of the statue.
“Good job making them stop and play with your balls,” Ina said to the sad-looking ballsack on the ground. “We should look around in that prioress’s room, see if we can find something that helps us. Let’s go!”
Ina scuttled towards the door next to Jim’s statue and removed the entire lock from the door with a twist of her wrist. A deflated scrotum followed right behind her.
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*Man, I can’t believe how silly this chapter got. Figures that this is the chapter AI would produce something approaching actual BB content lol*
*Accidentally posted this one twice, for some reason. Sorry for any confusion!*
*[A guide to the world of Bythos!](https://imgur.com/a/poZLPkK)*
“You were right, I think it’s starting to heal. It’s even glowing. And the crack where it split open seems a little smaller,” Ina whispered.
“Cool,” Jim squeaked. His voice had reached comical heights, and even now, twenty minutes after Ina’s butt busted his nut, he sounded like he had inhaled helium. They were twenty minutes of gut-churning ball pain that the auf had spent inspecting his testicle – his actual testicle, teleported out of his sack – like a curious object. Ina had become entirely too comfortable removing his balls from between his legs, Jim decided. He distinctly remembered a time when the innkeeper was reluctant to snatch away a man’s testicles unless he had proven to be an unruly drunkard harassing girls.
He also realized how he hadn’t missed the feeling of a girl’s fingers holding onto his raw testicles, as if she was reaching inside his sack. Each little touch made his breath hitch, and women naturally had no idea how even just a firm hold on the organs could be pure agony. And he really didn’t miss seeing his gonads squirm in her hand, the white, veiny orbs rolling around on her palm. There was something terrifying about the sight that struck a primal part of his brain, urging him to submit to the woman that could decide the fate of his manhood with a simple squeeze.
It all had delayed telling her about his plan for their escape. At least the paladin seemed to have slipped into the nap she was so eager for while he was waiting for his nuts to stop hurting. She was softly snoring at the desk, at the other end of the room.
He was about to swallow the nauseating pain and speak when Ina chortled. “Nghehe, I think I heard about this alchemist thing for adventurers when they’re exploring caves. It’s this stick that you can light without fire, and it even burns underwater, but they’re really expensive. But with your balls, you don’t even need that! Someone can just crack your nuts for you and ta-dah! A light in the dark! Well, two lights, ehehe,” she snickered.
“Please don’t joke about that… Despina would definitely try it…” He shook his head. “More importantly, I know how we can get out of this, so please put my ball back.”
“Wait, really!?” She slapped her hand over her mouth at her sudden, rather loud outburst, but the paladin was still sleeping. Her surprise then turned to a wary leer. “I can tell you right now, I won’t strip and try to seduce the guard. They’re all women anyway. You have a better shot at trying to attract them with that giant bait and cracked tackle you have between your legs.”
“No, that’s not what I- wait, do you think she would go for that?” She had deep bags under her eyes, but other than that, the sleepy paladin really wasn’t that unattractive. He wouldn’t mind giving her a taste of his dick. Maybe if he fucked her well enough, she would just slip into deep sleep and-
“Ew!” [Ina flicked the fractured testicle in her palm, sending Jim falling to the ground with a howl of agony.](https://imgur.com/a/RCquhfX) A snore came from the paladin but still she remained asleep. Whispering, Ina told him, “Oh please, I just flicked it, no need to be so loud! …wait, right, it’s still ruptured. Sorry!” With a flick of her wrist, his ballbag was one lacerated gonad richer again.
She folded her hands behind her back and bobbed back and forth on her heels, waiting for him to stop holding himself. “… Jiiiim?” He only eeped and rolled back and forth in nut pain. Ina had to bite down on her lip to hold her laughter. “So, what’s your plan?”
With his face pressed to the ground, he shakily produced a small vial from his pants and held it up. The auf took it from him and inspected it.
“What is it?”
Slowly, he forced himself to stand. His balls would heal, it would just take time. The pain was going to fade. It was going to fade. He kept repeating it in his head like a mantra. “Invisibility potion,” he whispered. “Morgana gave it to me – she’s an alchemist we helped. But she said it might interfere with my ba- I mean, with any magic.”
The auf pondered the vial in her hand. “It also doesn’t seem to be a lot. Did she say anything for how many people this is?”
He shook his head. “No, but I figured what we would do is…”
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“I think we can go through here!”
“Hurry up, then!”
Despina left the door behind her cracked, turning and pressing her face against it to peer out into the hallway. Her chest heaved as she struggled for breath. “I think we might have lost them. Why on Bythos did that knight have to cry so loud!”
“Miss Despina, shh!” Philine whispered, a finger pressed against her lips.
She heard the general murmur of snores, deep breaths and mumbled dreams before she turned around. Her own bodyguard, the former knight-captain was standing in the middle of a narrow alley between rows of beds looking unusually forlorn. The sleeping faces of paladins and novices, all around Philine’s age, snoozed happily away with a trio of intruders in their middle – for now. One girl kicked out in her sleep, narrowly missing Leonia. She jumped back to dodge, stumbling over a pile of panties of concerning height, and fell towards the next bed. Only her impressive core strength kept her from crashing into the two girls sleeping there. Both wore skimpy nightgowns that didn’t even cover their stomachs. They drooled in their sleep, covered in a sheen of sweat, and lovingly grasped a large, stained figurine of Norea.
Despina’s stare became almost destitute. “So they *do* share those with each other…”
Philine waved at both of her companions and pointed to a door at the other end of the room. She signed for them to follow and carefully sneaked past the sleeping girls. Both took great care to avoid any more piles of clothes or more misused iconography, many of which were lying in small puddles on the floor, ready to trip them up.
They had reached the middle of the room when Despina heard the heavy fall of boots from the hallway they had come from.
“They must’ve gone in here! After them!” [The door was yanked wide open and a cluster of knights poured into the dormitory.](https://imgur.com/a/8vkKs2H) Even in the sparse light that fell in from the hallway, Despina’s fire-red hair stood out like a sore thumb. Not to mention, she and her companions were the only one’s standing. “There they are! Stop!” a knight yelled.
Of course, the girls in the dormitory began waking up, as any woman would if her bedroom was suddenly filled with strange male voices in the middle of the night. It didn’t take long for them to spot the armed men coming into their room while they were barely or not at all covered.
“Kyaa!”
“Rapists! Rapists have infiltrated the monastery!”
“You knights are all male scum after all, we’ll show you what happens to danglers in the Valesian order!”
Chaos ensued, and Philine, Leonia and Despina simply threw caution to the wind and started running. Unfortunately, even though the paladins mostly ignored them, they still got in their way as they stood up to defend themselves against their supposed defilers.
“Move! Move you harlots, we are pursu- Oooh!” The knight in the lead pushed past the angry gaggle of women when one girl, sitting on her bed, simply swung her fist at him. It struck her nearest target on his body, his crotch. The knight stumbled and fell head first into the same pile of used panties that had almost tripped Leonia. He was buried up to his shoulders in underwear, his ass sticking out of the laundry mountain. The closes paladins wasted no time and surrounded him, smashing their bare feet into the knight’s defenceless balls.
More and more knights poured into the room, only to meet the vengeful feet, knees and hands of the girls balls-first. The cries of men suddenly and violently reminded them that these girls had trained attacking their greatest weakness for most of their live. Their screams echoed throughout the room, mixing in with the angry yells of women and the muffled thumping and slapping of balls getting smashed. It was a ballbusting free-for-all and Despina was inconsolable she couldn’t participate.
“Grr, first they started chasing us for taking the eggs from their rapist friend’s nest, and now they jump balls-first at any leg they can find! That’s not fair, at least have the decency to let me smash your nuts in!”
“Don’t worry, we’ll get our chance!” a paladin next to her said and only then turned towards the princess and frowned. “Wait, who are you three? You don’t look like paladins at all. Have I seen you somewhere before?”
“S-sorry, gotta go!” Philine squeaked and pushed on through the crowd of people.
“Hey, wait! What the hell are you doing here? Come back!”
A knight smacked onto the ground next to the frowning paladin. Several girls held his legs up into the air, spreading them, so the two paladins between his legs could pummel his balls like they were punching bags – which, in a way, they were to these girls.
“Th-ey’re at-tack-ing the mo-nast-ery!” he pressed out in short bursts that were dictated by the fists flogging his beanbag.
“Everyone, stop! We are under attack!” the paladin screamed.
“I know! We’re taking their weapons away right now!” a girl to her left said. Kneeling on all fours in front of her was one of the knights. She drew her foot back and punted his balls up into his throat as hard as she could. She smiled when he crawled over to a chamber pot and emptied his stomach into it.
“No, I mean there are outsiders here!”
“Oh, we’ll make 'em *fit* right in,” the paladin replied and bent down to grab and crush one of the knight’s balls.
“WOMEN NOT FROM THE ORDER HAVE INFILTRATED THE MONASTERY!” she finally screamed and that got some of the crowd’s attention.
Slowly, they lowered their legs and stepped off of crotches. “You mean, the knights haven’t given in to their base instincts and tried to rape us like all men eventually do?”
“No! I mean, maybe? But they came here chasing those three girls that were just here! Raise the alarm!”
Another, different sort of chaos erupted. Some of the paladins ran to alert the monastery, others quickly armed themselves and covered their shame. Some just ran out after Despina, Leonia and Philine, bare-naked. They left behind a smattering of men on the ground, moaning and whimpering and holding their crotches.
Most of the knights, however, escaped with their nuts intact and relatively unkicked. They, along with a few naked paladins, made up the main host of their pursuers.
“Crap, I didn’t think they would stop attacking each other so quickly! RUN!” Despina yelled.
“Where are we going?!” Leonia shouted.
“I don’t know!” Philine admitted and opened a door on her left. They stumbled into the monastery’s refectory. Rows upon rows of benches and tables, some with the vestiges of the order’s dinner left on them. They rushed towards the other end and the door that was there. But when they had reached the middle, it opened, revealing even more knights and paladins that had cut them off from the other hallway.
“We’ve got you now, you castrating who-Oooh!” Before the knight could finish his sentence, a paladin only wearing panties sack-tapped him.
“Surrender now! You have nowhere to run!”
“Quick,” Philine said, “the kitchen!” She pointed towards the back of the frater, already running.
“Does it have another exit?” Despina asked, shooting a worried glance at the people already running after them.
“Don’t know!”
Steam and the smells of cooking met them. Two middle-aged, motherly women were in the kitchen, currently fussing over a giant pot of stew cooking over a fire. Philine stopped, her head on a swivel, trying to find another exit.
The two cooks stared at them fearfully, wooden spoon raised like a weapon. “We need an exit! Where can we get out?” Despina barked, but the women just kept staring, shocked by their sudden intrusion. The princess was about to snap at them when Philine tapped her shoulder.
“There! Next to the shelves!”
“Rrraaah!” From behind, a knight that must have lost his pants in the chaos of the dormitory jumped at them, sword raised high above his head, cock and balls flopping around in the air. Leonia’s reflexes kicked in faster than anyone else’s, and she simply rushed at him, shoving the man out of the air and pushing him back onto the pot of stew. Instead of striking at Despina like he had expected, [he suddenly found himself sitting on top of the pot, his balls dangling into the boiling liquid.](https://imgur.com/a/YU6hjWF)
“My stew!” one of the cooks cried, watching the man’s hairy balls submerge in the dish and even the tip of his penis kissed the surface of the boiling liquid.
“M-my balls!” the knight cried after about a second of preparing his nuts for consumption. He jumped off of the pot, dragging his reddened sack from the stew. His pursuit all but forgotten over the state of his nuts, he inspected the boiled balls carefully. Until one of the cooks grasped the top of his sack from behind and dragged them through his legs.
“That will teach you to dip your disgusting hairy balls in my stew,” she yelled and started slapping his nuts with her spoon over and over again. He cried out in pain, trying to pull away, but she had a firm grip on his balls and struck them over and over again, beating him into submission.
When another knight showed up, this one wearing pants, the second cook was ready. Before he could even shout or lunge at Leonia, she had grabbed a pouch of cherry-red powder from the spice rack. “Oh no, you don’t,” she said, pulled the front of his pants back and emptied the entire bag of spice into his crotch.
At first, he looked like he was about to shout at the cook, but then his expression changed. He frowned, then slowly, his eyes got larger and larger. “What did you do?! My balls! They’re on fire!”
“Just some chilli powder from the Free Cities. A pinch is enough for a company’s worth of food.”
He frantically pulled down his pants, exposing his already inflamed genitals. Both his dick and testicles glowed red and were swelling. The knight slapped at his manhood in panic, trying to get the chilli powder off of it, and smacked himself in the balls a few times in the process. “Get this off of me!!”
“This will help,” Despina said and smashed her foot up into his nuts. He collapsed to the floor, twitching and convulsing.
“Quick, this way,” Philine reminded them and ran through the door in the back.
The kitchen spat them out into a narrow, winding hallway. From somewhere in the monastery, a high, clear bell began to ring. The paladins had raised the alarm.
“What are we gonna do?!” Philine asked, panic rising in her voice.
“For now, just keep running, Phili- Watch out!” Leonia dragged Philine by the shoulder, stopping her just in time before she ran into a paladin emerging from a door opening into the narrow hallway. Before she could take proper stock of the situation, Despina dragged her companions to the right, where a wide stairway led down.
“Down here!” she shouted and started scampering down the stairs.
“Miss Despina, n-not so f-fast!” Philine cried after her when the princess was already halfway down the stairs. Despina glanced behind her, wondering what on Bythos could possibly be so hard about going down some stairs.
She got her answer when she saw Philine’s giant melons flop around with each step down the stairs, the titanic breasts looking like they were trying to pull the girl to the ground. She was fighting their tremendous heft as their momentum made them bounce hypnotically. Even Despina, as irate as she was that she had to wait for her companion because her boobs were so much larger than hers, couldn’t help but nod with each of Philine’s steps, eyes glued to the billowing tits.
“S-she’s right, my lady! Please wait for us!” Leonia called out. To the princess’s shock, even her bodyguard fought with the force her bouncing chest submitted her to.
“Y-you stupid, fat cows! T-this is hard for me too! Just go faster!” she yelled, a tear in the corner of her eye. Pretending to have to hold her chest from bouncing all over the place, she continued down the stairs at a slightly slower pace.
Behind them, the first of their pursuers reached the stairs, a girl in panties and a simple shirt. She scoffed as she saw the three run down the stairs. “Hah, idiots! I’ll be the one to apprehend you, and then the abbess will praise me!” She raised her leg over the railing and, securely holding her short sword away from her, straddled the smooth wood. “Here we go!” The paladin took her feet off the stairs and immediately started sliding down.
But she hadn’t taken into account that the railing sported several round bumps, bumps that were now massaging her pussy as she slid over them. “Oh-oooooh… faaaasteeeer…” she breathed.
As Despina, Philine and Leonia slowly made their way down the stairs, the moaning paladin suddenly slid past them on the railing, leaving a glistening trail. About halfway down the stairs, she lost her sword. At three quarters, the throes of her passion made her fall off the railing, eyes crossed and tongue thrust out as she moaned loudly. Despina watched her cum from the bumpy ride with a concerned frown.
Back up top, another pursuer of the three companions reached the stairs. The knight scoffed, just like the girl before him. “Needy fuckin’ cunt can’t even stop getting herself off when on a chase. That’s why you don’t let a girl do a man’s job.” He straddled the railing facing forward and started sliding down after the others. But he didn’t have a similarly orgasmic experience to the paladin.
Instead, the bumps on the railing smacked into his balls, giving the two orbs a painful smack that he felt up into his stomach. And then the next bump smashed into his nuts the same way. And the one after that did as well. As his speed increased and his balls bounced up and down, getting beat multiple times a second, he could only think, *Goddess, I’ve made a huge mistake!* But what he yelled was, “Mummy, my balls, mummy help me!”
As a knight slid down past Despina, screaming and his balls clacking against the railing like a fleshy metronome, she started to doubt her own sanity. She watched him slide into the newel post at the end of the stairs, smashing his balls against the carved decoration on top of it. Slowly, he slipped off the railing with a pathetic whimper. The girls rushed past him, heading deeper into the bowels of the monastery.
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“I think that will work.”
“Alright, just get her to come in here.”
Ina nodded and, for a moment, felt her cheeks blush for nodding at a pink, hairy nutsack. But what could she do? It was the only thing left visible of Jim! It didn’t help that he must have pulled his pants up high, and his two fat gonads bulged out in two telling curves of fabric. Luckily, he piled some more straw around the disembodied ball bulge to hide it.
Ina turned to the sleeping paladin instead and sighed loudly. The woman answered with a loud snore but didn’t wake up. “Ahem!” This time, she didn’t even react. “Oh for goddess’s sake… Big, fat cocks!” Ina shouted.
“Nghhwah?” The paladin jerked awake, her legs rolling off of the desk. Ina quickly glanced away, pretending to not notice. Her jailer yawned loudly. “Waah, I’ve had a wonderful dream…” She stood up and stretched her legs, making her chest stand out proudly. Then, she turned to the cell. “Hey, how’s it going, you two? Wait, where’s the other one?”
“Sorry, what?” Ina feigned ignorance.
“The boy who couldn’t stop holding his balls! Where is he?”
“I have no idea who you mean.”
“Don’t play dumb with me, girl!” The paladin opened a desk drawer. Ina could hear the promising jangle of keys. “Fine, I’m coming in there. Don’t think you can try anything, girl!” She produced a small knife that she threateningly pointed at Ina.
Ina could feel her shoulders tense the closer the paladin got. She stuck the key in the lock, turned it and entered.
“Alright, now stand up and turn around! Hands where I can see them!” The paladin’s command was accompanied by a small gasp. Ina couldn’t help but smirk. This paladin would be in for a nasty surprise. But her smirk slipped when her eyes fell on her jailer’s right boot. Squidging out beneath it was Jim’s flattened nutsack! The orbs shivered as the paladin stood on them with her full weight. Jim must be trying to desperately stop himself from crying out! Chewing her lip, Ina tried to think of something to help him.
“Uh, you ha-haven’t… uhm…”
“Yes?”
“Goddess, I can’t believe I’m… you haven’t patted me down, have you. I might have some sort of hidden weapons on me,” Ina said, her voice flat and emotionless. “Between my legs, for example.”
“Huh,” the paladin said and leaned back a bit. Sadly, without taking her foot off of Jim’s testicles. “They told me you were a feisty one. You know, we get lots of girls here that are *adamant* that they’re straight. *Prince so-and-so is going to marry me! Cock is all I care about*, they all say. Well, some of us take particular pleasure in making those girls give in.” Her hand smacked up between Inacea’s legs, making her yelp. She closed her eyes and gritted her teeth. The slap had stung, but even worse was that she felt the paladin fondle her cunt right after. “Never tried to fuck a prisoner, though… but there’s a first time for everything, right?”
Her fingers caressed Ina’s arm, sensually dancing in her palm. She did the same with her other hand before a pair of handcuffs clicked shut around her wrists. “What the hell?”
“Oh, please. Do you think you’re the first prisoner who tried to fuck her way out of here? I’m not stupid, you know.”
*Maybe, but you’re too thick to notice that you’re crushing a pair of testicles under your foot!* “Wh-what does that mean?”
The paladin smiled. “It means you get to show me how good you are at munching carpet, girl.” She stripped Ina’s pants and her own with quick, practised moves and pushed the auf to the ground. With a quiet sigh, the paladin finally moved, lying down on top of Ina and thrust her slit in her face. “Better start licking, girl. If you don’t want this to end in a few beatings for you, you better get to it, and when your mouth is free again, you’re going to tell me where your friend is.”
From the corner of her eyes, Ina saw Jim’s flattened nutsack lift from the straw and bob and bounce out of the cell. It would only be a matter of seconds now. “Hellooo?! Do you think you have a choice? It’s time to pay lip service, and here are the lips!” the paladin reminded her, spreading her damp hole for Ina to pleasure.
Reluctantly, the auf opened her mouth and pressed her lips against the paladin’s. The woman’s salty musk filled her mouth and Ina tried her best not to gag. “There we go, now get that tongue to work. And once you’ve dined on some fine twat, we’re going to talk about your missing compani-”
*THUMP*
The baton struck the paladin’s neck and with a sigh, she slumped in on herself, her face burying itself between Ina’s legs. The auf’s muffled voice barely penetrated the mouthful of fanny but eventually, she heaved the paladin off of herself and drew a desperate needed breath. When she opened her eyes, her vision was filled by a set of scarily massive, hairy balls. “Aaah!” Ina cried out and, out of reflex, struck the wrinkly sack above her.
“OOF! Ina… why…” Jim squeaked. The disembodied ballsack slumped to the ground beside her.
“Oh, sorry! Just suddenly seeing those things is really scary, you know.” She stood up and picked up Jim’s discarded clothes. “Now, come on, let’s get out of here.” The freckled girl pilfered the paladin’s keys, walked out of the cell and slammed the door after her – immediately making Jim cry out again.
“INA! YOU CLOSED THE DOOR ON MY BALLS!” Confused, the auf checked the frame of the cell door and sure enough, stuck between the frame was a fleshy, bulbous organ that only remotely resembled a man’s testicles. The door had closed on the centre of both gonads, squishing them down extremely tight. Jim’s balls bubbled out from between the door frame.
“Hahaha, just how unlucky are you?”
“INA, HURRY!”
“Right, err, let me just – ah dangit,” she said as she fumbled with the keys and dropped them.
“INA! NOW!!”
“Alright, sheesh, no need to scream at me…” She picked up the keys and unlocked the door. The stuck testicles popped out, bouncing around wildly. An indentation in the middle of the two fat eggs remained. “There we go! *Now* can we go?”
“I’m… right behind you…” the invisible Jim croaked.
Ina carefully opened the only other door and peeked outside. “I think we’re good… let’s try to find the others, alright? They’re probably camping somewhere on the island, trying to search for you.”
“M-maybe…” He followed in Ina’s footsteps as she exited the room, grateful that she was leading for now and he could nurse his busted balls. They crept along the empty hallway, careful not to make too much sound.
“I think these other doors are more cells. One or two were open when they brought me down here, and I saw them clean one of them out. If I remember correctly, we came from that heavy door at the end…” She tried to open said door but realized it was locked. She produced the paladin’s key and unlocked the door. With a satisfied smile, she opened it and peeked behind it.
It was another hallway, this one wider and lined with statues and a long, plush carpet laid down in the middle. “Yeah, that looks correct… Mhm.”
“What?”
“I don’t remember if I came here from the right or the left.”
“Uh… what do we do, then?”
“Let’s just go, uuuhm… right.”
“Why do you think that’s the way out?”
Ina shrugged and started walking right. “Woman’s intuition.”
Jim grumbled but followed after her. The hallway seemed to lead to more important rooms, as every few steps another statue as tall as a man flanked the carpet and sweeping paintings of landscapes and historical events lined the walls. “This is impressive…” Jim reluctantly admitted. “This stuff looks like it belongs in a museum.”
“The order is definitely more cultured than I expected them to. Even I’ve heard of that painting there, it’s the ‘Siege of Damizlik’. It’s depicting the moment the Bosalmakians won their independence from Calvino.”
“Is that a… is the woman holding what I think she is?” Jim asked fearfully.
Ina couldn’t help but smile a little. “Well, if you think she’s holding the knight-captain’s left testicle, then you’d be correct. I think the rebel leader led a desperate breakout from Damizlik and managed to capture the Calvinian knight-captain? Then she demanded he order his army to retreat, saying for every day he hesitated, she would cut one of his balls off. He complied after the first day.”
Mortified, Jim stared at the ghastly painting. He noticed the gonad was painted in intricate detail, making the white orb stand out against the woman’s cinnamon skin. “At least he got to keep one…”
“Oh, his remaining ball was popped a few days later by the queen’s personal guard, after they had retreated back to Calvino. She was this really patriotic woman and was adamant he should’ve let himself be castrated rather than order a retreat. She became knight-captain after that.”
Before Jim could properly process this, in his eyes, unfair treatment, they heard a door open and two chattering women approach. “Quick, behind the statues!” Ina hissed and was already climbing behind a particularly large statue of some horse. And while Jim was mostly invisible, he didn’t want to risk someone bumping into him. He climbed up behind a statue of a chesty paladin, holding onto her marble breasts – something that amused him more than he cared to let Ina know.
The languidly talking girls were now close enough that Jim could hear them. “… can’t believe Mary of all people would sneak out to fuck a knight. Can you believe her? She’s always such a hard-ass, lights out by ten, tuck the bedsheet in, bla bla bla…”
The other woman snickered. “Right? I heard she even makes her bunk buddy clean her prayer stick after she lets off some steam with it.” They stopped right in front of Jim’s statue. “I wouldn’t be surprised if she made her suck the thing clean!” They laughed and leaned against the statue’s base.
“Do you think maybe it’s just an act? Maybe she’s all submissive with men. ‘Please, sir, stick your dirty little peen in my mouth, so I may polish your knob for you!’ Haha, imagine!”
Her companion snorted. “No way! That’s such a cliché. Why would a git like her be into getting bossed around by a man? I bet she’s making him chew his own nuts off for her entertainment.”
“Hah, speaking of! Look, this statue has balls!” Jim’s heart sank to the bottom of his scrotum.
“Pffhahaa, someone must’ve glued them to the statue, that’s hilarious! Maybe someone wanted to play a prank on the prioress? Seems kind of directed at her, right next to her chambers.”
[The first paladin reached out and grasped his balls.](https://imgur.com/a/6EbfRF5) With every ounce of will he could muster, Jim managed to not pull back when he felt her hand roughly grab his left testicle and start squeezing and mashing it in her hand. “Wow, they feel just like real balls!”
“And how would you know that, little miss ‘I’ve never even seen a penis before our class on men’s weaknesses’.”
“W-what?” Her startled cry came with a sudden squeeze that made Jim bite his lips. His hands squeezed the statue’s tits so tight the blood left his hands. “I’ve seen and touched all sorts of balls! And I’m no virgin!”
“Riiight. You know that, just because you plug yourself with your prayer stick every free minute we get, doesn’t mean you’re not a virgin, right?” In embarrassed speechlessness, the paladin pulled hard on Jim’s balls. “And annoying the stable maids, saying you’re helping when you just watch them make new geldings and stealing a bucket of snipped balls to play with doesn’t mean you know what a man’s balls look and feel like!”
“That’s…! I don’t…!” She huffed and let go of Jim’s nuts. “I’m telling you, these feel just like real ones, just go ahead and try them!”
With an arrogant smirk, the other paladin grabbed Jim’s balls, weighing them in her hand and squeezing the right testicle between thumb and palm. She pressed the tip of her thumb down hard into the meat of his gonad, her nail painfully digging into the core of the testicle. “Nope. Sorry, girl, but these are way off. They’re super artificial and if you’d *ever* held a real pair in your hands, you would know.”
“Oh yeah, because you’re somehow an expert on what balls feel like.”
“I have three brothers. You think I never saw them naked or smashed their nuts when they annoyed me? These are so unrealistic. Just the size alone! They’re as big as the horse balls you’re playing with. It’s probably just some girl’s wet dream of what men have in their sack. Good effort, though, sticking fake horse-sized balls on a statue is hilarious.” She snorted again and let go of Jim’s right testicle. “We should call you that. ‘Horse ball girl’. Has a nice ring to it.”
“You can’t- I mean, I’m not…” The sudden high, clear ringing of an alarm bell stopped the paladin short in her explanation of why that shouldn’t be her nickname. “That’s the alarm!”
“Damn, I can’t imagine they’d ring it just for Mary popping some guy’s balls…. We need to go have a look.” With that, the two paladins started running towards the sound of the bell. As soon as they were out of earshot, Jim groaned and slipped off of the statue.
“Good job making them stop and play with your balls,” Ina said to the sad-looking ballsack on the ground. “We should look around in that prioress’s room, see if we can find something that helps us. Let’s go!”
Ina scuttled towards the door next to Jim’s statue and removed the entire lock from the door with a twist of her wrist. A deflated scrotum followed right behind her.
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*Man, I can’t believe how silly this chapter got. Figures that this is the chapter AI would produce something approaching actual BB content lol*
*Accidentally posted this one twice, for some reason. Sorry for any confusion!*
