Peter Pan part 2: The Island
*All Charters are 18+*
Contains: >!Step Siblings, Testicular Torsion!<
[Tinker Bell](https://preview.redd.it/8krcf30ybcpd1.jpg?width=4096&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=6af353de812f67d4662145739add23491ec2cf19)
If anyone had looked out their window that night, they would have been treated to the miraculous sight of four figures soaring across the sky. Peter had a grin plastered across his face as he showboated his skills by doing backflips through the passing clouds. Wendy was busy concentrating on flying straight while the twins, John and Micheal, fought for the best position to see up her nightgown.
"Come on we are almost there! It's just the second star to the right and then straight on 'til morning." Pan said as he flew down next to Wendy. Even Peter couldn't resist taking a quick peek at her toned ass before he zipped off towards the star.
As they approached the star, the siblings felt a strange warmth envelop them. The star grew larger and larger until it was all they could see. The siblings squinted as the bright sea of stardust surrounded them and found themselves flying through a tunnel of swirling colors. Their breaths caught in their throats as they realized they had entered some kind of magical portal. Just as soon as it had begun it was over, their ears popped from the sudden change in the atmosphere as they felt the warm rays of the sun hit their skin. They looked down below as a massive island came into view.
Neverland was like no other place they had seen. The island was long and curved slightly downwards. On the top of the island sat a massive castle which towered over its surrounding kingdom. The castle was a light shade of pink which gave the tip of the island a pink hue. Further off from the shore of the main island, there was a tiny teardrop shaped island which was caked in snow. The middle of the island was covered in a thick lush forest that grew denser as it reached the base, where the island ballooned out wider and split into two large round masses. One was covered in a desert, while the other looked like it had been cracked into multiple smaller islands.
Micheal nudged his brother in the ribs excitedly.
“It looks like a massive c..."
"So where do you live Peter?" Said Wendy before Micheal could finish his sentence.
"The Shattered Isles." Pan pointed to the archipelago at the base of the island. "It's where the Lost Boys and I have made our home."
"What!?! You live with more boys?!"
"Don't worry they will love you.”
"That's what I'm afraid of," Wendy exclaimed with a look of concern as they descended toward the cluster of islands.
Peter Pan touched down to the ground with ease. The moment Wendy's feet touch the ground, a particularly nasty updraft hit her from behind causing her dress to fly up again. She gasps and scrambles to hold it down but not before John and Michael get another eyeful of her panties.
John completely distracted by the sight doesn't notice the lake coming up. With a loud splash, he bellyflops into the water sending a wave towards Wendy. Her tiny nipples instantly became hard as the frigid water drenched her nightie. She looks down at her now-soaked clothes with disgust, but before she can yell at John, Michael barrels towards her like a heat-seeking missile. He was unable to break eye contact from her now transparent top and landed face-first between her soft breasts knocking them both to the ground.
"Get the hell off me!" Wendy shouted, trying to push him off of her. Her efforts were in vain as his face remained glued between her cleavage. The look of pure bliss was quickly wiped from his face as her knee shot up into his groin.
With a quick yelp, Michael rolled off her and onto the grass, cupping his crotch. Tinker Bell swoops down just out of Micheal's reach as her tiny hands mimicking his protective gesture. Her laughter chimed out like little bells as she mocked him. Wendy couldn't help to join in laughing as she watched Tinker Bell pretend to roll around in the air making exaggerated faces.
"What's going on?" Called John as he slowly swam towards shore.
Suddenly, something soft and slippery brushed against his legs. John's eyes widened with shock as glanced down making eye contact with a pair of eyes staring up at him from the murky depths. Her bright red hair was a stark contrast to the dark waters as it framed her beautiful face. Her tiny waist was cinched by a belt made of intertwined seaweed. Two sea shells were placed perfectly on her enormous breasts so just her areolas were covered. Her tail was a vibrant shade of green that shimmered like a million tiny emeralds.
"Mermaid! Mermaid!" John sputtered, pointing at the creature, his glasses foggy with lake water.
Wendy turned away from Micheal for a second, a smile still plastered across her face.
“What you on about?”
John tried to get the words out, but the sight of the mermaid’s breasts bouncing in the water had rendered him speechless. The mermaid swam closer to the surface, her eyes never leaving his face. Her tail gracefully propelled her through the water as she reached out one hand towards him.
John’s baggy oversized shirt, which he wore to bed every night, was now billowing around him in the water revealing his testicles. Since he believed in always going commando when sleeping his nuts were now bobbing freely in the water like apples. The mermaid’s gaze flickered downward, and her expression changed from curiosity to amusement. With a playful smirk, her long elegant fingers grabbed onto John’s testicles and gave them a sharp tug downwards. His eyes bulged as he let out a high-pitched squeal, his voice cracking as he tried to pull away but the mermaid’s grip was firm, and she held onto his delicate bits with surprising strength.
“I can’t hear you! what did you say?” Said Wendy unaware of what was happening under the water.
“Let go!” He yelped as he tried to slap the mermaid’s hand away from his crotch.
The mermaid, finding John’s plight absolutely hilarious, only tightened her grip. She giggled uncontrollably, her laughter echoing through the water. She pulled harder, and John’s face turned a dark shade of red, his eyes squeezed shut as he bit down on his lower lip as he was pulled under the water.
His struggles only made the mermaid laugh more as her tail swished in the water with delight. She thought it was the most entertaining game she had ever played. She let go of his scrotum momentarily as John took the opportunity to swim as fast as he could towards the shore, but this was all a ploy from the siren. She just wanted to see his testicles swish back and forth in the water. She readied her second attack. With a whip of her tail, she rocketed towards John. As she clasped onto his nuts with her long nails, she did a death roll like a crocodile catching its prey. John let out a high-pitched scream as he felt his testicles twist around in his sack.
John kicked back frantically trying to get the mermaid to let go. His foot was lucky enough to hit a target, the soft tissue of the mermaid’s enormous left breast. She let out a yelp of surprise as bubbles escaped her lips. She retreated back into the dark depths rubbing her boob defeated. John scrambled out of the water falling limp to the ground and tried catch his breath.
“Didn’t you all hear me calling for help?”
Wendy finally turned away from Micheal who was finally stumbling to his feet. Wendy looked John up and down. “What happened to you?”
“There was a mermaid! It attacked me!”
“What?! You saw a mermaid? You're so lucky.” Wendy pouted her lip disappointed.
“I think she ruined my balls.” John whimpered. “Please could someone check?. I’m too scared to look.”
Tinker Bell not missing her opportunity flew up between John’s legs. She hovered closer as her eyes grew wide with the sight of his scrotum. She was in a stat of awe at how large his nuts were. The little fairy had never seen anything like it but she knew that his impressive size wasn't natural. Just by seeing their angry purple color she new his balls were in trouble but she couldn't help but find his plight amusing. Tinker Bell hovered closer and poked one of his nuts with her tiny finger. It was warm to the touch and had the consistency of an overripe plum. She giggled to herself as she heard John’s cry of pain.
"You look fine to me. Nothing that a little rest won’t handle." Her cheeky grin grew wider as she kept his predicament to herself.
Wendy rolled her eyes at him knowing that John would always try to do anything to be the center of attention and not wanting to hear any more of his BS, she turned back to Peter.
“So where is your gang?”
“The Lost Boys and I have created an amazing tree house just inside the woods.” Peter had a bounce in his step as he led them through the woods. Wendy excitedly followed Peter as John and Micheal limped slowly behind.
The trees thinned out into a small clearing as the group finally arrived. In the center there was a group of three large oaks with Ropes, ladders and planks contacting the houses that were built into them. A small brook running through the glade turned a large wooden wheel which was built to power the encampment.
“Wow this is amazing said.” Wendy as she took in the sight. Micheal eyes went wide with excitement while John still clutched his balls in pain.
“Let me introduce you to the Lost Boys!" Peter said with an overzealous flourish of his arm. He let out a whistle which echoed through the trees. Immediately three heads poked out from inside the houses. They were a motley crew, each with a look of bewildered excitement plastered on their faces as they looked down at Wendy, her wet nightie clinging tightly to her skinny frame. She instinctively covered her rack as she felt the boy’s eyes on her.
"Let me first introduce Bear, he is our muscle.”
Wendy’s jaw fell slack as a burly man landed in front of her. To call him 'The Muscle' was an understatement. He was probably the biggest person that she had ever seen. The man was also covered head to toe in hair. It looked like he had never seen a razor in his life. The hair on his head had become a wild mess. He had a thick beard which covered most of his square jawline. His broad chest and chiseled abs were also mostly hidden by a thick layer of chest hair. His hulking body was crammed into a brown vest and a pair of furry brown shorts. Despite his fearsome appearance, there was something oddly endearing about him. He almost looked like a giant teddy bear that had been brought to life.
Bear's face went slack as he dumbly looked Wendy up and down with a smile. Wanting to impress the new female he looked around to find the largest rock he could find. He grunted as he lifted it up above his head making it look easy. Wendy couldn't help to look at his arms as his veins bulged. She dropped her arms to her side in awe completely forgetting about her soaked top. She subconsciously stood up straighter, puffed out her chest, and batted her eyes as she imagined being thrown around by him.
Tinker Bell couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy as she saw the way they looked at each other. She had always been the only female of the group but now that there was a human-sized girl she felt her position slip away. Knowing she had to act fast, she quietly pushed a branch between Bear’s legs and flew back to watch her scheme unfold.
He threw the boulder back down to the ground hitting the branch which skyrocketed into his unprotected balls. He let out a high pitched cry as he crumpled to the ground. Wendy's demeanor instantly changed, as she stopped peacocking for the boy and instead she let out a soft giggle. She couldn't help but think less of him as the buff man was reduced to a sniveling pile of whimpers on the ground.
Peter tried to move the attention away from Bear to give him some dignity.
“Here we have Squirrel. We can always count on him to get us out of a tight fit.”
A scrawny boy who seemed to have an uncontrollable twitch scampered down the tree. He was dressed in grey clothes that were too big for him. On his trousers, he had awkwardly pinned a fake bushy tail. His eyes were wide with excitement as he gave her a toothy smile before launching himself into a backflip. He twirled threw the air with ease towards an outstretched branch. Tinker Bell seeing her moment flew towards the branch and hit it right before Squirrel landed. The branch wobbled back and forth under his feet. For a split second, it looked like he was going to catch his balance but unfortunately for him his feet slipped from the branch.
Wendy's giggle grew into a full-blown laugh as she watched Squirrel land with a thud and a grimace.
“My Nuts!!” Squirrel yelled as his high voice rose another octave.
“That’s Squirrel for you, always making a big deal out of his nuts.” Tinker Bell said with a glint in her eye.
Squirrel tried to lift himself off the branch, but each attempt sent new waves of pain through his body. Tinker Bell hit the branch another time sending his balls to collide with the branch once more. His eyes went cross as his testicles were flattened against his pelvis. He slowly slid off the branch landing on the ground and curled up into a little ball.
“And lastly we have Skunk. He is our weapons expert. Show her why we call you skunk.” said Peter as he really tried to overhype Skunk.
A short boy jumped out from behind a tree with a loud yell. Wendy jumped in surprise causing her chest to jiggle. Standing at a mere five feet tall his most prominent feature was his white mohawk. His arms were decorated with tattoos of various weapons, giving him an air of toughness despite his stature. The fur he wore looked like it had seen better days with patches of fur peeking through the grime that covered the rest of his outfit.
He reached into a small pouch on his stomach with a smirk that was mischievous and slightly off-putting. With a quick motion, he pulled out a round object and lit it with a match as he threw it a few feet in front of him. There was a loud bang followed by the worst odor that Wendy had ever smelt.
A thick green cloud slowly surrounded the Darling siblings as Micheal laughed and Wendy plugged her nose in disgust. John looked pale as if he was about to faint but he was not paying attention to the smell. He was instead clutching his balls which hadn't stopped throbbing since his underwater encounter. His eyes met Tinker Bell’s as she gave him a knowing smirk.
Skunk put his hands on his hips and laughed at his handy work. While he was looking at the new arrivals gasping for air Tinker Bell snuck into his fanny pack. She found a little firecracker and positioned it just right. She lit the fuse and zipped away. The cloud of stench had finally cleared as Wendy heard another loud bang, she prepared herself for another unbearable smell but this time it smelt different, almost like something burning.
She looked up to see Skunk clutching his crotch as black smoke slowly billowed out of his pants. The explosion had been small, but in such a sensitive area, it was more than enough to make him wail in pain. The smoke slowly grew as his pants soon caught fire. Skunk fell to the floor as he rolled around trying to put out the flames.
All the boys were too paralyzed with fear to help Skunk. Despite the laughter still bubbling in Wendy's chest she knew that he needed help. She quickly jumped into action as she ran over to him grabbing his legs to stabilize him. She spread them apart as she began to stomping out the flame. Every time her foot came crashing down Skunk let out a yell. The force behind Wendy’s stomps made her soft pink slippers feel like a brick flattening his scrotum.
“Don’t worry skunk I’ll help you.” Said Wendy as she smashed her heel into his groin with every word.
“I think its out.” Said Pan pointing to Skunk’s now extinguished groin.
Peter, John and Micheal watched in horror as Wendy seemed completely oblivious that she was stomping Skunk's nuts into the ground. His eyes watered as he tried to tell Wendy to stop. John, still nursing his own bruised manhood, stumbled over to help Skank up. Tinker Bell not wanting the show to end, knocked his glasses from his face with a playful swipe. He reached out to grab them but ended up with a soft handful of Wendy's chest.
“John! What the hell!” Wendy yelled, her cheeks flaming red with anger as she slapped his hand away from her chest. Skunk lay on the ground coughing and wheezing but relieved that her attention had been drawn away from him. Wendy’s knee swiftly shot up into John’s balls. Her strike was too much for his tender nuts to take as he crumbled to the ground.
“John! Are you okay?” Micheal seeing his brother in pain bolted over to assist him. Tinker Bell, however, wasn’t about to let Micheal escape her chaos.
Micheal's eyes widened with concern as he approached John. He didn’t notice a nearby rope swing that Tinker Bell was eagerly lining up. As Micheal got closer, she gave the rope a swift kick, sending it smacking into his crotch. The force of the swing was surprising, as Micheal's legs shot out from under him, his eyes bulging as the rope caught him square between the thighs. His voice was cut off by a strangled squeak as his testicles were compressed against the hard ground. The pain was intense and immediate as he curled into a fetal position cupping his bruised package.
“Oh, for the love of…” He stormed over to Tinker Bell, scooping her upside down by the legs. She kicked and screamed has her skirt fell down exposing her plump little ass. “Tink, you little brat! Thats Enough of your mischief”
He spanked her exposed ass with his other hand. She looked up at him with an angry glint in her eyes she jammed a stiletto into his thumb. With a loud grasp Peter let go of her only for her to quickly fly up his pants.
“Oh, for the love of…” He stormed over to Tinker Bell and scooping her upside down by the legs. She kicked and screamed has her skirt fell down exposing her plump little ass. “Tink, you little brat! Thats Enough of your mischief”
He spanked her exposed butt with his other hand. She looked up at him with an angry glint in her eyes as she jammed a stiletto into his thumb. With a loud gasp Peter let go of her but before he could react she flew up his pants. She grabbed ahold of his balls and began using them as if they were her own personal boxing speed bag. She threw quick jabs at them with each hit causing Peter to jump and yelp in both surprise and pain. Wendy watched in glee as Peter danced around the clearing trying to shake Tinker Bell out of his trousers.
"Tink, stop it!" Peter managed to get out between his gasps but Tinker Bell was relentless as her punches growing quicker. His balls bounced back and forth in her tiny fists. Each blow was a precise pummeling to his delicate sack. His eyes rolled into the back of his head as he stumbled around trying to dislodge her as his cries grew more desperate with every hit.
Wendy looked around the clearing, her amusement growing as she took in the sight of the Lost Boys writhing on the ground. She couldn't help and feel a smug sense of satisfaction but at the same time she felt slight sense of disappointment.
Were these really the legendary Lost Boys Peter had hyped up? These whiny, groaning boys curled up in the ground? She had imagined them to be so much more impressive.
Contains: >!Step Siblings, Testicular Torsion!<
[Tinker Bell](https://preview.redd.it/8krcf30ybcpd1.jpg?width=4096&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=6af353de812f67d4662145739add23491ec2cf19)
If anyone had looked out their window that night, they would have been treated to the miraculous sight of four figures soaring across the sky. Peter had a grin plastered across his face as he showboated his skills by doing backflips through the passing clouds. Wendy was busy concentrating on flying straight while the twins, John and Micheal, fought for the best position to see up her nightgown.
"Come on we are almost there! It's just the second star to the right and then straight on 'til morning." Pan said as he flew down next to Wendy. Even Peter couldn't resist taking a quick peek at her toned ass before he zipped off towards the star.
As they approached the star, the siblings felt a strange warmth envelop them. The star grew larger and larger until it was all they could see. The siblings squinted as the bright sea of stardust surrounded them and found themselves flying through a tunnel of swirling colors. Their breaths caught in their throats as they realized they had entered some kind of magical portal. Just as soon as it had begun it was over, their ears popped from the sudden change in the atmosphere as they felt the warm rays of the sun hit their skin. They looked down below as a massive island came into view.
Neverland was like no other place they had seen. The island was long and curved slightly downwards. On the top of the island sat a massive castle which towered over its surrounding kingdom. The castle was a light shade of pink which gave the tip of the island a pink hue. Further off from the shore of the main island, there was a tiny teardrop shaped island which was caked in snow. The middle of the island was covered in a thick lush forest that grew denser as it reached the base, where the island ballooned out wider and split into two large round masses. One was covered in a desert, while the other looked like it had been cracked into multiple smaller islands.
Micheal nudged his brother in the ribs excitedly.
“It looks like a massive c..."
"So where do you live Peter?" Said Wendy before Micheal could finish his sentence.
"The Shattered Isles." Pan pointed to the archipelago at the base of the island. "It's where the Lost Boys and I have made our home."
"What!?! You live with more boys?!"
"Don't worry they will love you.”
"That's what I'm afraid of," Wendy exclaimed with a look of concern as they descended toward the cluster of islands.
Peter Pan touched down to the ground with ease. The moment Wendy's feet touch the ground, a particularly nasty updraft hit her from behind causing her dress to fly up again. She gasps and scrambles to hold it down but not before John and Michael get another eyeful of her panties.
John completely distracted by the sight doesn't notice the lake coming up. With a loud splash, he bellyflops into the water sending a wave towards Wendy. Her tiny nipples instantly became hard as the frigid water drenched her nightie. She looks down at her now-soaked clothes with disgust, but before she can yell at John, Michael barrels towards her like a heat-seeking missile. He was unable to break eye contact from her now transparent top and landed face-first between her soft breasts knocking them both to the ground.
"Get the hell off me!" Wendy shouted, trying to push him off of her. Her efforts were in vain as his face remained glued between her cleavage. The look of pure bliss was quickly wiped from his face as her knee shot up into his groin.
With a quick yelp, Michael rolled off her and onto the grass, cupping his crotch. Tinker Bell swoops down just out of Micheal's reach as her tiny hands mimicking his protective gesture. Her laughter chimed out like little bells as she mocked him. Wendy couldn't help to join in laughing as she watched Tinker Bell pretend to roll around in the air making exaggerated faces.
"What's going on?" Called John as he slowly swam towards shore.
Suddenly, something soft and slippery brushed against his legs. John's eyes widened with shock as glanced down making eye contact with a pair of eyes staring up at him from the murky depths. Her bright red hair was a stark contrast to the dark waters as it framed her beautiful face. Her tiny waist was cinched by a belt made of intertwined seaweed. Two sea shells were placed perfectly on her enormous breasts so just her areolas were covered. Her tail was a vibrant shade of green that shimmered like a million tiny emeralds.
"Mermaid! Mermaid!" John sputtered, pointing at the creature, his glasses foggy with lake water.
Wendy turned away from Micheal for a second, a smile still plastered across her face.
“What you on about?”
John tried to get the words out, but the sight of the mermaid’s breasts bouncing in the water had rendered him speechless. The mermaid swam closer to the surface, her eyes never leaving his face. Her tail gracefully propelled her through the water as she reached out one hand towards him.
John’s baggy oversized shirt, which he wore to bed every night, was now billowing around him in the water revealing his testicles. Since he believed in always going commando when sleeping his nuts were now bobbing freely in the water like apples. The mermaid’s gaze flickered downward, and her expression changed from curiosity to amusement. With a playful smirk, her long elegant fingers grabbed onto John’s testicles and gave them a sharp tug downwards. His eyes bulged as he let out a high-pitched squeal, his voice cracking as he tried to pull away but the mermaid’s grip was firm, and she held onto his delicate bits with surprising strength.
“I can’t hear you! what did you say?” Said Wendy unaware of what was happening under the water.
“Let go!” He yelped as he tried to slap the mermaid’s hand away from his crotch.
The mermaid, finding John’s plight absolutely hilarious, only tightened her grip. She giggled uncontrollably, her laughter echoing through the water. She pulled harder, and John’s face turned a dark shade of red, his eyes squeezed shut as he bit down on his lower lip as he was pulled under the water.
His struggles only made the mermaid laugh more as her tail swished in the water with delight. She thought it was the most entertaining game she had ever played. She let go of his scrotum momentarily as John took the opportunity to swim as fast as he could towards the shore, but this was all a ploy from the siren. She just wanted to see his testicles swish back and forth in the water. She readied her second attack. With a whip of her tail, she rocketed towards John. As she clasped onto his nuts with her long nails, she did a death roll like a crocodile catching its prey. John let out a high-pitched scream as he felt his testicles twist around in his sack.
John kicked back frantically trying to get the mermaid to let go. His foot was lucky enough to hit a target, the soft tissue of the mermaid’s enormous left breast. She let out a yelp of surprise as bubbles escaped her lips. She retreated back into the dark depths rubbing her boob defeated. John scrambled out of the water falling limp to the ground and tried catch his breath.
“Didn’t you all hear me calling for help?”
Wendy finally turned away from Micheal who was finally stumbling to his feet. Wendy looked John up and down. “What happened to you?”
“There was a mermaid! It attacked me!”
“What?! You saw a mermaid? You're so lucky.” Wendy pouted her lip disappointed.
“I think she ruined my balls.” John whimpered. “Please could someone check?. I’m too scared to look.”
Tinker Bell not missing her opportunity flew up between John’s legs. She hovered closer as her eyes grew wide with the sight of his scrotum. She was in a stat of awe at how large his nuts were. The little fairy had never seen anything like it but she knew that his impressive size wasn't natural. Just by seeing their angry purple color she new his balls were in trouble but she couldn't help but find his plight amusing. Tinker Bell hovered closer and poked one of his nuts with her tiny finger. It was warm to the touch and had the consistency of an overripe plum. She giggled to herself as she heard John’s cry of pain.
"You look fine to me. Nothing that a little rest won’t handle." Her cheeky grin grew wider as she kept his predicament to herself.
Wendy rolled her eyes at him knowing that John would always try to do anything to be the center of attention and not wanting to hear any more of his BS, she turned back to Peter.
“So where is your gang?”
“The Lost Boys and I have created an amazing tree house just inside the woods.” Peter had a bounce in his step as he led them through the woods. Wendy excitedly followed Peter as John and Micheal limped slowly behind.
The trees thinned out into a small clearing as the group finally arrived. In the center there was a group of three large oaks with Ropes, ladders and planks contacting the houses that were built into them. A small brook running through the glade turned a large wooden wheel which was built to power the encampment.
“Wow this is amazing said.” Wendy as she took in the sight. Micheal eyes went wide with excitement while John still clutched his balls in pain.
“Let me introduce you to the Lost Boys!" Peter said with an overzealous flourish of his arm. He let out a whistle which echoed through the trees. Immediately three heads poked out from inside the houses. They were a motley crew, each with a look of bewildered excitement plastered on their faces as they looked down at Wendy, her wet nightie clinging tightly to her skinny frame. She instinctively covered her rack as she felt the boy’s eyes on her.
"Let me first introduce Bear, he is our muscle.”
Wendy’s jaw fell slack as a burly man landed in front of her. To call him 'The Muscle' was an understatement. He was probably the biggest person that she had ever seen. The man was also covered head to toe in hair. It looked like he had never seen a razor in his life. The hair on his head had become a wild mess. He had a thick beard which covered most of his square jawline. His broad chest and chiseled abs were also mostly hidden by a thick layer of chest hair. His hulking body was crammed into a brown vest and a pair of furry brown shorts. Despite his fearsome appearance, there was something oddly endearing about him. He almost looked like a giant teddy bear that had been brought to life.
Bear's face went slack as he dumbly looked Wendy up and down with a smile. Wanting to impress the new female he looked around to find the largest rock he could find. He grunted as he lifted it up above his head making it look easy. Wendy couldn't help to look at his arms as his veins bulged. She dropped her arms to her side in awe completely forgetting about her soaked top. She subconsciously stood up straighter, puffed out her chest, and batted her eyes as she imagined being thrown around by him.
Tinker Bell couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy as she saw the way they looked at each other. She had always been the only female of the group but now that there was a human-sized girl she felt her position slip away. Knowing she had to act fast, she quietly pushed a branch between Bear’s legs and flew back to watch her scheme unfold.
He threw the boulder back down to the ground hitting the branch which skyrocketed into his unprotected balls. He let out a high pitched cry as he crumpled to the ground. Wendy's demeanor instantly changed, as she stopped peacocking for the boy and instead she let out a soft giggle. She couldn't help but think less of him as the buff man was reduced to a sniveling pile of whimpers on the ground.
Peter tried to move the attention away from Bear to give him some dignity.
“Here we have Squirrel. We can always count on him to get us out of a tight fit.”
A scrawny boy who seemed to have an uncontrollable twitch scampered down the tree. He was dressed in grey clothes that were too big for him. On his trousers, he had awkwardly pinned a fake bushy tail. His eyes were wide with excitement as he gave her a toothy smile before launching himself into a backflip. He twirled threw the air with ease towards an outstretched branch. Tinker Bell seeing her moment flew towards the branch and hit it right before Squirrel landed. The branch wobbled back and forth under his feet. For a split second, it looked like he was going to catch his balance but unfortunately for him his feet slipped from the branch.
Wendy's giggle grew into a full-blown laugh as she watched Squirrel land with a thud and a grimace.
“My Nuts!!” Squirrel yelled as his high voice rose another octave.
“That’s Squirrel for you, always making a big deal out of his nuts.” Tinker Bell said with a glint in her eye.
Squirrel tried to lift himself off the branch, but each attempt sent new waves of pain through his body. Tinker Bell hit the branch another time sending his balls to collide with the branch once more. His eyes went cross as his testicles were flattened against his pelvis. He slowly slid off the branch landing on the ground and curled up into a little ball.
“And lastly we have Skunk. He is our weapons expert. Show her why we call you skunk.” said Peter as he really tried to overhype Skunk.
A short boy jumped out from behind a tree with a loud yell. Wendy jumped in surprise causing her chest to jiggle. Standing at a mere five feet tall his most prominent feature was his white mohawk. His arms were decorated with tattoos of various weapons, giving him an air of toughness despite his stature. The fur he wore looked like it had seen better days with patches of fur peeking through the grime that covered the rest of his outfit.
He reached into a small pouch on his stomach with a smirk that was mischievous and slightly off-putting. With a quick motion, he pulled out a round object and lit it with a match as he threw it a few feet in front of him. There was a loud bang followed by the worst odor that Wendy had ever smelt.
A thick green cloud slowly surrounded the Darling siblings as Micheal laughed and Wendy plugged her nose in disgust. John looked pale as if he was about to faint but he was not paying attention to the smell. He was instead clutching his balls which hadn't stopped throbbing since his underwater encounter. His eyes met Tinker Bell’s as she gave him a knowing smirk.
Skunk put his hands on his hips and laughed at his handy work. While he was looking at the new arrivals gasping for air Tinker Bell snuck into his fanny pack. She found a little firecracker and positioned it just right. She lit the fuse and zipped away. The cloud of stench had finally cleared as Wendy heard another loud bang, she prepared herself for another unbearable smell but this time it smelt different, almost like something burning.
She looked up to see Skunk clutching his crotch as black smoke slowly billowed out of his pants. The explosion had been small, but in such a sensitive area, it was more than enough to make him wail in pain. The smoke slowly grew as his pants soon caught fire. Skunk fell to the floor as he rolled around trying to put out the flames.
All the boys were too paralyzed with fear to help Skunk. Despite the laughter still bubbling in Wendy's chest she knew that he needed help. She quickly jumped into action as she ran over to him grabbing his legs to stabilize him. She spread them apart as she began to stomping out the flame. Every time her foot came crashing down Skunk let out a yell. The force behind Wendy’s stomps made her soft pink slippers feel like a brick flattening his scrotum.
“Don’t worry skunk I’ll help you.” Said Wendy as she smashed her heel into his groin with every word.
“I think its out.” Said Pan pointing to Skunk’s now extinguished groin.
Peter, John and Micheal watched in horror as Wendy seemed completely oblivious that she was stomping Skunk's nuts into the ground. His eyes watered as he tried to tell Wendy to stop. John, still nursing his own bruised manhood, stumbled over to help Skank up. Tinker Bell not wanting the show to end, knocked his glasses from his face with a playful swipe. He reached out to grab them but ended up with a soft handful of Wendy's chest.
“John! What the hell!” Wendy yelled, her cheeks flaming red with anger as she slapped his hand away from her chest. Skunk lay on the ground coughing and wheezing but relieved that her attention had been drawn away from him. Wendy’s knee swiftly shot up into John’s balls. Her strike was too much for his tender nuts to take as he crumbled to the ground.
“John! Are you okay?” Micheal seeing his brother in pain bolted over to assist him. Tinker Bell, however, wasn’t about to let Micheal escape her chaos.
Micheal's eyes widened with concern as he approached John. He didn’t notice a nearby rope swing that Tinker Bell was eagerly lining up. As Micheal got closer, she gave the rope a swift kick, sending it smacking into his crotch. The force of the swing was surprising, as Micheal's legs shot out from under him, his eyes bulging as the rope caught him square between the thighs. His voice was cut off by a strangled squeak as his testicles were compressed against the hard ground. The pain was intense and immediate as he curled into a fetal position cupping his bruised package.
“Oh, for the love of…” He stormed over to Tinker Bell, scooping her upside down by the legs. She kicked and screamed has her skirt fell down exposing her plump little ass. “Tink, you little brat! Thats Enough of your mischief”
He spanked her exposed ass with his other hand. She looked up at him with an angry glint in her eyes she jammed a stiletto into his thumb. With a loud grasp Peter let go of her only for her to quickly fly up his pants.
“Oh, for the love of…” He stormed over to Tinker Bell and scooping her upside down by the legs. She kicked and screamed has her skirt fell down exposing her plump little ass. “Tink, you little brat! Thats Enough of your mischief”
He spanked her exposed butt with his other hand. She looked up at him with an angry glint in her eyes as she jammed a stiletto into his thumb. With a loud gasp Peter let go of her but before he could react she flew up his pants. She grabbed ahold of his balls and began using them as if they were her own personal boxing speed bag. She threw quick jabs at them with each hit causing Peter to jump and yelp in both surprise and pain. Wendy watched in glee as Peter danced around the clearing trying to shake Tinker Bell out of his trousers.
"Tink, stop it!" Peter managed to get out between his gasps but Tinker Bell was relentless as her punches growing quicker. His balls bounced back and forth in her tiny fists. Each blow was a precise pummeling to his delicate sack. His eyes rolled into the back of his head as he stumbled around trying to dislodge her as his cries grew more desperate with every hit.
Wendy looked around the clearing, her amusement growing as she took in the sight of the Lost Boys writhing on the ground. She couldn't help and feel a smug sense of satisfaction but at the same time she felt slight sense of disappointment.
Were these really the legendary Lost Boys Peter had hyped up? These whiny, groaning boys curled up in the ground? She had imagined them to be so much more impressive.
