The Lamb's Respite (A Kindred league of legends fic)

**A/N: This is a direct sequel to this story:** [**https://www.furaffinity.net/view/37667959/**](https://www.furaffinity.net/view/37667959/) **by kiwibb. It's very good, I recommend it. This fic has been sitting in my drafts for I wanna say maybe 6 months. Glad I finally finished it. Anyway, onto the story!**



Lamb let out a small sigh as she wiped the last few droplets of cum off her furry rear, flicking it off her fingers and onto the forest floor. Just behind her, she heard Wolf let out a small huff as she did so, drawing a smile to her lips as the pair trekked through the forest towards their temporary camp.





If she listened carefully, Lamb was certain she could still hear Twitch’s high-pitched squeals in the distance, clearly still mourning the recent loss of his male hood. Just thinking about the way it felt when his nuts collapsed beneath her ass summoned forth a warm sensation that seemed to emanate from her groin and flood her entire body. (She did \*not\* giggle to herself, and anyone who said otherwise was going to get a swift kick to the crotch.)





Together, as always, the dynamic duo made their way to their campsite, hidden away in the nook of a cave. Upon arriving, Lamb set about rekindling the fire that had died out since they’d left. Of course, they didn’t necessarily need the fire, as being spirits they didn't require the warmth, but it still felt nice to have one.





Wolf had initially argued that it was unneeded, and would only serve to give away their position. Lamb’s reply had been short, swift and final: a firm kick to his ghostly nards and a declaration that they were keeping the campfire. (And watching Wolf moan in a crumpled ball at her feet only added to the warmth provided by said fire.)





Lamb finished stoking the embers into a satisfactory flame before sitting beside it, allowing the warmth to soak into her fur. Idly, she glanced over to see Wolf sitting at the mouth of the cave, watching the woods just beyond it with a silent, stoic gaze. His long, ghostly, serpent-like appearance had given way to his full form, more resembling the wolf physique he was aptly named after.





“Hey, Wolf!” She called, getting only a mere ear turned in her direction as a response. “Why don’t you come join me? It’s nice over here by the fire.” She spoke, patting the dirt beside her.





“My thanks Lamb, but no.” Came Wolf’s gruff reply. “Rest now for the next hunt. I will keep watch.”





For some reason, as Wolf resumed his watch of the forest (not that he’d ever really stopped), Lamb recalled his words from a short time ago, when she’d been pounding Twitch’s spuds into nut pancakes.





\*\*\*\*\*





“My NUTS!!” Twitch wailed, clutching at Lamb’s naked body. His hard dick throbbed between her ass cheeks, eager for a chance to blow even as his gonads were crushed into dinner plates. “DON’T POP MY NUTS!!!”





​​Wolf was growing restless. “Enough,” he insisted, turning to look Lamb in the eye. “End this.”





Lamb returned the look with a gentle grin. “What, so I can go back to busting YOUR balls?”





Wolf blushed. “I, uh—”





\*\*\*\*\*





Lamb’s brown furrowed slightly, her gaze returning to Wolf’s large form as he sat nearby. His reaction to her comment had… not been the one she’d expected. Granted, she hadn’t really been expecting anything when she’d made that off-handed inquiry, but the blushing stutter she’d received had admittedly caught her off guard for a moment.





Now, Lamb had treated Wolf’s malehood as her own personal playthings since essentially forever, playing with his wolf-cock whenever she wanted (often) and busting his sizable balls whenever she desired (even more often). And every time she punted his nads into his skull, punched them around, stomped them into the dirt, etc, he reacted as all males did: Agonized cries and pained mewls as she reduced his gonads to little more than two flat discs hanging in his equally abused sack.





‘Then why did he respond like that?’ She silently wondered.





After a moment of consideration, her lips formed a slight grin as an idea, an answer to her question, slowly wormed its way into her mind. Maybe…





Standing up, she meandered over to Wolf, purposely swaying her furry hips with each step. Her partner noticed almost immediately if the ear focused in her direction was any indication - but he remained steadfast, ignoring his partner's ample curves in order to maintain his dutiful watch of the forest.





“Heeeeeey\~” Lamb greeted with a teasing tone of voice, Wolf immediately and visibly tensing up for a moment in apprehension.





“…hello.” He replied with just a hint of hesitancy.





“So, I was getting a little bored, sitting over there by myself, so I figured I’d come over and sit with you.” She spoke, planting a hand on her hip as she gave her partner a sly grin.





At this, Wolf’s visage scrunched up slightly in confusion, his gaze flickering over to her for a moment (focusing for a split second on her tits, she noticed) before returning to the tree line. “Very well? There’s plenty of room…” He muttered, shrugging his shoulders.





As the two spoke, Lamb stepped in front of Wolf, a teasing smile on her face as she glanced back at him, taking in his full wolf form. He was a rather impressive specimen, large and imposing, with thick, dark fur and glowing blue eyes that matched her own. But most importantly (at least to her) was the thick cock and even thicker balls currently resting against the stone floor.





Wolf followed her gaze down, eyes widening as he saw where her gaze was focused.





“Lamb…” He started, voice tinged with a hint of…something. She typically would think it fear, but now she couldn’t be so sure.





“Wolf.” She replied with a cheeky grin, voice low and sensual.





“I don’t believe the young rat you castrated earlier has even stopped mourning the loss of his pair yet.”





“Probably not.”





“And your hunger for busting balls has still not been sated?”





“It could be, if only there were a big, strong, capable wolf around to offer his own balls to me\~” As she spoke, she made sure to watch him closely, trying to gauge his reaction. A quick glance down revealed that the head of his cock had began to slowly peek from his sheathe.





‘Gotcha.’ She thought.





Wolf was intimately aware of his steadily-growing hardness, his cock twitching under Lamb's gaze. The male shifted his hips forward, further presenting his fat ballsack to his partner with a huff as he rolled his eyes. (Lamb didn’t miss the ghost of a smile that graced his face)





“If you are going to bust my balls, then skip the nonsensical banter and do it, Lamb.”





She grinned. Well, if that wasn’t an invitation, what was?





Stepping forward, Lamb placed the front of her hoof atop Wolf’s balls, pressing down on them softly as though to test them. The male moaned and squirmed as his pair were compressed somewhat beneath her, his throbbing erection already sprinkling droplets of precum onto her foot.





“L-Lamb.” Wolf moaned, only to be silenced as his partner pressed a finger to his snout.





“Shush.” She murmured, pinning him with a dominating look. “You’ll get what you want, only after I get what I want.” As she spoke, the finger she’d pressed against Wolf’s lips slowly trailed down his torso and lower abdomen to gently tap the head of his painfully erect cock, leaving a dab of milky essence on her fingertip.





Whining in need, Wolf instinctively thrust his hips forward, earning him a raised eyebrow as Lamb shifted more of her weight onto his nutsack, squashing them even flatter against the stone floor.





“Patience, love.” She spoke, voice gentle, which stood in stark contrast to her current position of crushing his balls underhoof. Still, with no other choice, Wolf conceded, lying back against the nearby cave wall as he spread his hind legs, allowing his soulmate full access to his malehood.





Lamb, being the kind mistress she was, took her foot off of Wolf’s nards, allowing them a few moments to reinflate as she watched, arms crossed under her sizable bust.





Once they’d returned to their usual size (a little bigger than usual, actually), Lamb lazily swung her hoof into his nutsack, sending both his nuts and cock bouncing wildly with the blow. Wolf let out a grunt of pain as he curled in on himself slightly, resisting every urge to cover his delicate parts as he forced himself to lay back again.





Lamb, on the other hand, felt her heart begin to beat faster as she watched her eternal companion try to collect himself after the kick to his pup-makers, the usual thrill that came from busting balls causing a warm feeling to spread up from her groin and fill her body. One hand had nearly reached between her own legs before she jerked it away. She'd take of that later. Right now, she had some balls to bust.





\*Punt!\*





Wolf let out a high-pitched yelp as Lamb's cloven hoof cracked against his low-hangers, sending the twin testicles flopping in their sack. Lamb kept her foot there for a moment, balls pancaked quite painfully against her hoof before mercifully stepping back, allowing the battered gonads to drop back to the bottom of their sack-





\*Whack!\*





-only to immediately be knocked back into Wolf's throat via another harsh kick in the nads from Lamb. The huntress let out a small sigh of pleasure right as her partner released a howl of agony, eyes squeezed shut as he tried his best to ride out the pain afflicting his malehood.





“Oooooh, I bet that hurt, didn’t it Wolfie?” Lamb asked, placing her hoof back into his tenderized nutsack and pressing down, slowly but steadily flattening his unfortunate pair against the unforgiving stone floor. The keening whine in Wolf’s throat slowly transformed into a wail as his nuts were quickly turned into metaphorical pancakes beneath Lamb’s careful (and brutal) ministrations.





“L-Lamb!” He managed to say, finding that speaking was especially difficult when one’s testicles were under the duress that his were. “O-oh Lamb, m-my balls!”





"Hmm." Lamb hummed, hand rubbing her chin in mock thought for a moment before shaking her head. "Nah. I believe \*these\*-" She stomped, flattening the twin orbs beneath her hoof as Wolf practically shrieked. "-belong to me. So naturally, I can do whatever I want with them, right?"





Wolf didn't respond immediately, still busy trying to collect himself after the sudden influx of agony.





\*Crunch!\*





Lamb gave Wolf's testicles another harsh stomp, eliciting another high-pitched howl as Lamb pointedly asked again.





"Right?"





The agonized male hurriedly nodded. Nodding in return, Lamb, being the merciful spirit she was, took her hoof off of his nards, allowing them a moment to reinflate.





"Good. Now..." Lamb paused for a moment as she took a few steps away before sitting down, furry ass on the floor and legs stretched out in front of her, against the cave wall opposite Wolf. After settling herself, she met Wolf's gaze. "Be a good boy and come here."





It took Wolf a few moments to muster the strength to stand, but when he did, he shuffled over to his partner.





“Now, kneel down over my feet Wolf, one leg on either side.” She kicked up a hoof to clearly display her intent and Wolf felt his nads shrink up slightly in their sack (even as his cock gave an extra hard throb). With no other real choice, he kneeled down over her outstretched legs, ensuring his battered ballbag was positioned directly above her powerful, pain-inducing hooves.





(A small part of him wondered what past decisions had led him to getting his balls obliterated like he was. Another part noted that he didn’t necessarily dislike it.)





\*Whud!\*





Wolf grunted in agony, claws digging into his ghostly thighs as a lightning bolt of pain shot through his body courtesy of Lamb’s hoof crashing into his dangly bits. He curled inward slightly but managed to not fall over, instead straightening back up just as Lamb thrust her precum-coated foot back up between his thighs.





\*Wham!\*





“Gah!” He grunted, eyes squeezing shut as he tried his best to ride out the nauseating ache emanating from his bruised malehood.





\*Whack!\*





\*Thud!\*





\*Bam!\*





In quick succession, Lamb thrust three kicks into his awaiting ballsack. Her right hoof shot up first, Wolf’s right nut slipping free from the blow while his unfortunate left ball was momentarily crushed between his pelvis and her foot. A moment later the reverse happened as Lamb’s left hoof crashed into his ball sack, Wolf’s left testicle narrowly escaping and leaving Ol’ Righty to take the full force of the kick.





The third blow was right on target, both of the spirit’s swollen gonads bulging out on either side of Lamb’s hoof as it smushed the twin orbs against his crotch.





The burst of nutache and agony was too much for Wolf, eliciting a sharp howl of pain from him as he fell forward, barely managing to catch himself on the cave wall, incidentally putting his snout mere inches from Lamb’s nose, his eternal companion staring up at him with blue eyes wide in surprise as he leaned over her smaller form.





The two stayed like that for a moment, Wolf panting heavily as he stared down at Lamb, taking in her beautiful, lithe form. For a moment, Wolf imagined taking her, fucking her like the wild animal he was before filling her to the brim with his seed. He imagined her soft, sizable tits wrapped around his throbbing length, sliding up and down until he covered her tits and face in white. He imagined her warm lips enveloping his cock, her velvety throat fitting snugly around him as it milked every drop of cum from his spunk-tanks.





So caught up in his fantasies, Wolf didn’t even notice as Lamb’s expression shifted from surprise to confusion, then from confusion to exasperation. However, he very much did notice when she slammed a hoof into his balls with incredible force, squashing them almost as flat as paper against his pelvis.





With a high-pitched whine, Wolf fell over to one side, immediately clutching his pair in both paws as he tried (and failed) to assuage the agony afflicting his nethers. Lamb sat there for a moment, watching the curled up form of her companion before letting out a sigh, deciding to throw the poor guy a bone (pun very much intended).





“Wolf.”





One ear perked up and swiveled in her direction.





“If you let me bust the fuck out of your balls, I’ll get you off after.”





From her position, she could see the top of Wolf’s rock-hard erection jutting out from his paws give a hard throb.





Lamb grinned.





\*\*\*\*\*





At the prospect of such a prize, Wolf quickly found it in himself to get back onto his knees for further busting of his very tender nads (to no one’s surprise.) And oh boy did Lamb take advantage of that fact.





From stomping his berries into (metaphorical) pulp to punching them like a speedbag, from repeatedly kicking them into his throat to kneeing them flat against his pelvis, Lamb did her damned-well best to bust Wolf’s unfortunate gonads in just about every way, shape and form, reveling in the high-pitched whimpers and agonized howls Wolf let out as he found his private parts pummeled into pancakes.





Lamb, meanwhile, was having the time of her life.





Sure, she'd been busting balls for almost her entire existence, but despite that, the novelty had never worn off. Each time she turned a male's pair into peanut butter was just as thrilling as the last, especially with Wolf. She loved practicing her busting skills on the spirit's nads, especially since if she ever accidently went a bit overboard and popped his sack, then she just had to wait a few hours for them to regenerate before having another go.





\*Crunch!\*





Lamb let out a soft hum as she dropped her ass back down onto Wolf's heavily swollen sack, flattening the twin orbs and eliciting a sharp shriek from the spirit. She shifted her sizable ass back and forth, feeling over the quivering testicles crushed beneath her as her companion let out a long, shuddering moan, his erect cock twitching between her ass cheeks.





She let out a quiet coo of pleasure before lifting herself up and dropping down once more, Wolf's steadily-reinflating balls flattening out beneath her weight once more.





The agonized male squeaked in pain, eyes squeezed shut as another shot of precum was forced out of his malehood to splatter against his partner's back, dripping down to join the growing pool on the floor. His paws clutched her plush hips almost frantically, desperate for something to do that wasn't attempting to cover his battered and bruised nuts.





\*Whump!\*





\*Thwack!\*





\*Thump!\*





In brutal succession, Lamb repeatedly slammed her ass down on Wolf's nads, the unfortunate orbs creaking and crunching with each terrible blow as they barely managed to maintain their structural integrity. On the other side of things, his painfully erect cock was having an great time, going by the veritable blanket of precum he'd coated Lamb's back with as it sat twitching between her ass cheeks.





\*Crack!\*





Wolf let out another sharp cry as his partner bounced in his lap, his balls squashed flat beneath her once again. Panting heavily, he leaned over her smaller form slightly, pressing her spunk-coated shoulders to his torso and fully enveloping his drooling cock in fluffy warmth.





“L-L-Lamb, please-“





\*Crunch!\*





Wolf was interrupted as another powerful butt bust crushed his pup-makers into dinner plates, forcing a yelp from his mouth as he went slack back against the wall, eyes wide and tongue lolling out of his maw. Lamb merely sighed, rolling her eyes as if she wasn’t on the verge of turning his partner’s nuts into pudding.





“Fine.” She relented. “I suppose you’ve earned a cumshot, at least.”





Hope soared in Wolf’s non-existent heart. Finally, he’d get to-





\*Wham!\*





Another surge of agony exploded up from his groin as Lamb slammed her ass down on his sack once more, flattening them against the stone floor. The male was so caught off-guard by the sudden blow that he didn’t even scream in pain, instead letting out a quiet, “H-h-huh?”





\*Whump!\*





Down came Lamb’s sizable rear once more, very nearly scrambling Wolf’s eggs on the spot. The poor spirit wailed in pain, very clearly confused by the continued busting.





Lamb, as if sensing said confusion, merely glanced back at him with a grin.





“I said I’d get you off. Never said how." The little flicker of hope in Wolf's chest died. "Now ready yourself, my love.”





\*Crunch!\*





After delivering another powerful buttbust, she waited for him to stop moaning in pain before continuing.





“I want to see which bursts first, your cock…” She lifted her precum-coated, perfect ass, Wolf’s nads practically peeling themselves off of her globes of flesh.





“…or your balls!”





She dropped.





\*Squelch!\*





\*\*\*\*\*





Luckily, Wolf didn’t end up temporarily castrated, but it was a close thing. Lamb really was incredibly skilled at ballbusting, to the point that he couldn’t tell what was going to happen up until he finally covered her in a thick coating of his seed. It had been an incredibly satisfying orgasm, though perhaps not quite as satisfying than if she’d allowed him to blow his load in a far more pleasurable way, but at this point, he’d take what he could get.





The two were still laid against the stone wall, albeit now clean of any cum that had previously stained the duo. Lamb lay against Wolf’s chest, her ass still sitting atop his swollen plums with his half-erect cock nestled firmly between her cheeks.





Normally such a position would be a cause for pain but as she wasn’t actively crushing his balls, Wolf could actually find a strange sense of comfort with his malehood being squashed beneath the female’s warm, plush ass.





He glanced down at his partner, who was gently snoozing away in his arms. He grinned. She may be a ballbuster, but at the end of the day, she was his ballbuster, and he wouldn’t want it any other way.





Sighing contentedly, Wolf leaned his head down to plant a gentle kiss on her forehead before laying back to allow sleep to take him.





Unbeknownst to him, Lamb was peeking up at him, a ever-so-slight smile on her own face.