Peter Pan Part 3: The Ship
*All Charters are 18+*
Contains: >!Breast Expansion, Shadow Castration (It makes sense if you read it),!<
[Captain Hook](https://preview.redd.it/i3fwz0e1k3se1.jpg?width=3072&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=71724eceee0a9bc49a5e16ffb571108f67c90391)
Sometimes, Smee considered himself the luckiest man in the world, and as he looked through the spyglass at his sunbathing crew he knew that this was one of those moments. You see, Smee was the only male of an all-female pirate crew, so he was treated to the sight of his curvaceous shipmates naked bodies.
Smee adjusted his beanie to move his greying hair from his eyes to get a better look at the women. His face was plump and cheerful, with a round nose that had been kissed by the sun one too many times leaving it as red as his beanie. Since he was the only man onboard he was left with tight clothing that had been designed for the slender female form. His tiny blue shorts felt like a vice around his manhood. While The striped white and blue t-shirt did nothing to hide the fact that he had been indulging in too much rum and not enough exercise. His pot belly stretched the fabric taut, leaving his belly exposed.
He sighed contently as he moved his spyglass to watch Lily, one of his favorite crew mates. Lily. The ocean spray lightly coating her caramel skin as she laid on her stomach. Her supple body stretched out in a way that was both innocent and seductive, her arms folded beneath her chin, propping her up to make room for her ample chest. Her breasts bulge out of her side making an impressive display of side boob as the were pressed against the deck. Her ass was a perfect heart shape that gently shock with every wave of the ocean. Her long, raven hair was braided into two pigtails, with an eagle's feather resting elegantly behind one ear.
The sound of the high-heeled boots approaching behind him quickly reminded Smee that he could also be the unluckiest male as well. He turned around and his smug smile quickly faded away. Standing behind him with her hands on her hips was Captain Hook. Her leather stilettoed boots ran up her legs ending just below her knees. Her black leather pants clung to her legs like a second skin accentuating her toned ass. Her enormous rack was barely being held in by a tight white blouse. She wore a cropped Red captain jacket that matched her outlandish cavalier’s hat. Her long black Curly hair framed her beautiful face as her brown eyes pierced into Smee’s almost looking into his very soul. Her right hand and forearm were missing but had been replaced with a Steampunk contraption. It looked to be made out Gears and wires as it ended in a robotic-looking claw. Her hand moved fast the steam was pushed through the gears. Her grasp tightened around Smee’s balls.
“Admiring the view,” said Hook as the gears in her hand clicked forward tightened her grip which constricted the blood flow to his scrotum.
Smee gulped knowing that saying the wrong thing could end his manhood.
“I was just checking the beach’s for any signs of Pan.”
“And did you see anything?”
“I did. I saw him land on the shore with a group of people.”
Hook released her grip. A surge of pain rushed into his balls as his circulation finally came back. He had to will himself to stay standing. He didn't want to give Hook the satisfaction of knowing the extreme pain he now felt in his lower abdomen. Hook smirked as she saw Smee’s eye watering from the pain. She walked to the balcony and looked over her crew of buxom ladies.
“Gear up ladies! Today we get revenge on Pan for taking my hand!” she yelled. Her crew jumped up snapping the to attention as their chests jiggle in place from the quick movement.
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Across the Island Wendy was eagerly waiting inside the Lost Boys’ treehouse. She was seated at a large dinning table made from a fallen tree trunk. She looked around the room at the random trinkets lining the walls. She rolled her eyes as the boys finally slinked in the room clutching their manhood between their hands. The group all sat around the table looking defeated. She noticed as the sea of boys all turned towards her. There eyes looked her up and down as they tried to distract them selves from their pain with her beauty.
“What is for dinner?” said Wendy looking out at the empty plates in front of her.
“Whatever you imagine,” Peter said as he motioned to Tinker Bell. She flew over the plates letting her magic fairy dust fall from her wings. As the dust touched the plates all sorts of delicious looking food appeared.
“Oh my god this looks amazing,” said Wendy as he grabbed a helping of mashed potatoes.
“Peter, should we give Wendy a heads up about the food.” Said Bear he shyly smiled at Wendy.
“What’s wrong with the food!?!”
“Now now Bear.. your scaring poor Wendy.” said Peter shooting a glaring look at Bear, causing him to look down at his own plate of food. “There’s nothing to worry about, the food here is just like any other food but just with a pinch of Neverland magic.”
Peter winked at Wendy as he took a bite of his own meal. Wendy felling at ease smiled back and bit into a spoonful of potatoes.
“Oh my god those are amazing,”
Wendy reached across the table grabbing a sausage from another platter. She took a bite of the meat which caused her eyes to rolled back in her head at how amazing it tasted. It almost felt like an orgasmic shock rushing through her body. She suddenly stopped eating when she realized all the boys’ eyes were eagerly glued to her. Their faces looked like they were filled with a hunger but no one was eating, they all seemed like they were just waiting.
“Do I have something on my face,” Wendy said as she grabbed a napkin to wiped off her face only to see that nothing was there. She then realized the boy's look wasn't for the food but for her. Then it hit her. First, her stomach let out a large growl as she a felt warm bead of sweat run down between her her cleavage.
“Oh pardon me.”
There was a sharp pain in her chest as the fabric of her nightie felt tighter. She looked down with shock to see her breasts were bulging out of her top. The Lost Boys’ eyes grew wider as her breasts swelled bigger testing the limits of the fabric. She tried to cover herself up as she stumbled forward, feeling a bit more top-heavy.
“What's happening to me?”
The boys looked at each other with knowing grins as Peter leaned back in his chair, casually swirling his fork between his fingers.
"It's just a little something that happens around here," Peter began, his voice as nonchalant as if he were explaining the weather. "Some time ago, someone made a wish with some genie in the desert. I don’t know all the details but since then, every woman in Neverland... well, they tend to blossom in a certain way.’
“But… but I already had D cups.” Wendy's cheeks flushed red with embarrassment and panic as she tried to pull her top back up over her newfound assets. “I don't need them any bigger.”
“Well, I'm sad to say D cups are small here in Neverland.”
The Lost Boys snickered among themselves as they watched Wendy's face turn red. Her breasts continued to expand, stretching the fabric of her nightgown to its limits. The buttons popped off one by one, sending them flying across the room like tiny projectiles. The sound of ripping fabric echoed through the treehouse as her top finally gave way, as her newly plumped breasts bounced free.
“Now you're a true Neverland girl.” Peter stood up smiling widely, his eyes glinting with mischief as he looked at her.
The Lost Boys were in a frenzy, their cheers turning into a chant of "bigger, bigger, bigger!”
Wendy’s hands were trembling as she tried to hold her massive breasts in place. The sensation was foreign and overwhelming, the weight of them was like nothing she had ever felt before. The fabric of her nightie was now just a memory scattered around her feet, leaving her in nothing but a pair of lacy purple panties that were now stretched and slightly damp from her earlier distress. The pain in her chest had subsided, but the awkwardness and embarrassment remained. Wendy took a step back, her breasts bouncing with the movement, drawing more cheers from the Lost Boys.
Tinker Bell watched as the boys couldn’t help but ogle Wendy’s massive boobs. The fairy folded her arms under her chest in frustration trying to make her breasts seem bigger. With Wendy’s new curves there was no way that The Lost Boys would take their eyes off of Wendy and look at Tinker Bell. Her jealousy grew into anger as she saw Peter smiling at Wendy.
Wendy tried to regain her composure by standing tall, taking a deep breath, and pushed her shoulders back. To her astonishment, even though they were now enormous, Her breasts had retained a youthful perkiness and now seemed to defy gravity. They sat proudly on her chest with a natural buoyancy that made them seem almost weightless.
“I look ridiculous, who would care about some useless fatty weights on my chest anyway,” she muttered to herself. She rolled her eyes as she glanced over at the lost boys, who unable to contain their excitement.
“I knew you would fit in here.” Said Pan strutted around the table, his eyes gleaming with excitement as he took in the sight of Wendy’s new physique.
Without warning, he slapped her ass, sending a ripple through her now extra plump bum. Wendy yelped, both shocked and embarrassed by the sudden contact. The boys roared with laughter, their eyes never leaving her body. She tried to maintain her dignity, but with each giggle that escaped their lips, she felt more and more like a sideshow attraction.
But Wendy had finally had enough. Tired of the boys' never-ending barrage of constant objectification, she let out a growl of frustration, quickly followed by a swift knee to Peter’s crotch. The laughter stopped abruptly as Peter's eyes bulged, his hand flying to his groin in a futile attempt to protect his manhood. The impact was solid, and Peter's knees buckled. He lurched forward as his face was cushioned by landing face-first into Wendy’s newly formed pillows. She felt a new intense pleasure as felt the warmth of Peter's mouth buried between her soft mounds. He looked up at her with wide eyes, the laughter on his face quickly replaced by a pleading stare.
“Get off me, you brat!” she exclaimed, ignoring the pleasure building in her crotch. She pushed him away with her forearms, her assets jiggling from the effort. As he stumbled back Wendy snapped her foot forward with an extreme force into his tightly held package.
Her kick was so powerful that it caused two things to happened. Firstly, Her nipples were quickly exposed as they bounced out from behind her hands from the impact. The rest of the boys cheered s as they saw her tiny pink nipples. They had stayed the same size of a dime while while her breasts had ballooned out around them. Secondly her kick was so strong that it sent Pan flying in the air. The room went silent as his body folded on the ground, all that could be heard were Tinker Bell's tiny snickers. Wendy’s expression changed from worry to a hint of satisfaction as she saw a whimpering Peter cradle his balls.
With a swift motion Wendy picked up the remnants of her nightie. The fabric was torn and stretched beyond recognition but somehow she managed to wrap it around herself, knotting it at the front to create a makeshift crop top that left little to the imagination. The tightness of the knot caused her erect nipples to poke through the thin material as her breasts to spilled over the sides.
The silence was broken by the deafening boom of cannon fire fallowed by a thunderous crash as a cannonball rocketed through the wall, tearing a gaping hole in the wooden structure. Wendy's jumped back as she let out a high-pitched scream. The cannonball smashed into the table, sending wooden splinters flying through the air. John, who had been enjoying the show with a mouthful of food, let out a yell spraying Micheal with his meal. John looked down with horror to see that cannonball had pinned his testicles against the floor.
The other Lost Boys rushed over to assist John, their faces a mix of panic and bewilderment. They tried to lift the heavy metal ball, but it was no use. It remained lodged in place, pressing down on the hulk boy's privates with an unyielding force. Wendy looked on in amusement, her own issues with her enhanced breasts momentarily forgotten.
“Tinker Bell we need your help!” Squirrel Yelled.
The sudden shift of attention from Wendy to Tinker Bell put a gleeful smile across the fairy’s face. She zipped over to the struggling group knowing she had the power that the boys needed. Her curiosity piqued as she hovered closer to inspect the situation. The sight of John’s testicles being flattened was oddly satisfying to the fairy. His scrotum had somehow managed to escape the confines of his pants and were now being stretched taut to their limit. The veins pulsing with the agony has his skin quickly turned a purple hue.
"Don't worry boys. I got this." Tinker Bell chimed giving John’s right testicle a sharp kick with her pointed heels to make sure it was still intact. His high pitch screams told her that they still might be salvageable. As she leaned in to sprinkle a handful of glittering fairy dust over the cannonball her skirt rode up, revealing her little ass to John. He who couldn't help but get a bit of a thrill from the view despite the pain.
"What the hell was that?" Wendy said, peering through the gaping hole in the wall.
“Hook!” Peter said with disgust as he quickly lifted from the ground and flew off.
"Wait for me Peter!" said Wendy as she ran after him.
Tinker Bell’s attention was split between her task and the sight of Peter and Wendy disappearing through the treehouse opening. She clenched her fists in frustration, loosing concentration on the hovering cannonball. With a loud thud it plummeted from the air, squashing John’s nuts further into the floor. The Lost Boys stared in horror at Tinker Bell.
“Oops.” She said with a shrug as she zipped out the door to catch up with the duo.
Wendy was full sprint so it didn't take her to reach the sandy shores. Floating in in the bay was a massive pirate ship. The wooden hull was painted a bright red with its Black sails blowing in the wind. She could make out a small figure flying towards the ship landing on its flagpole. She could see that the deck was busy as the crew loaded more cannons for another attack. The Lost Boys arrived several minutes later out of breath finally freeing John.
“What do we do?” said Micheal.
“We have to help Peter,” said Wendy as she stepped towards the water.
John reached down holding his nuts fearfully not wanting wanting to tempt fate by venturing into the dark sea again. The constant pain in his balls since they arrived to Neverland was a reminder of the mermaid just lurked underneath the surface. Skunk was quick to put John’s mind at ease as he pointed to a hidden alcove.
“We have a boat just hidden around the corner.”
Wendy nodded approvingly as they all to the row boat.
Onboard the ship, Smee marched behind the crew, his eyes darting from one plump ass to the next. The pirates were busy reloading the cannons, their pants tightening and loosening as they bent and lifted the heavy cannon balls.
“Come on you sultry scallywags fire those canons!”
Smee came to a stopped when he noticed Lily’s backside in the air. The fabric of her clothing was a patchwork of torn and tanned hide, held together by thin rope that dug into her flesh at her waist and thighs. A skirt did nothing to cover her generous hips and ass She stood tall and proud clutching to cannon balls in front of her chest.
“Those are good-looking Canons, Lily.” Smee snorted at his own joke
Lily’s eyes narrowed as she forced a smile. She glanced quickly down at Smee’s crotch before bringing up the cannonball in to his groin. His laughter died in his throat as the steel made contact with is ballsack.
"You are right they are good canons" she quipped, pushing him away and walking to canon.
Hook stood with her hands on her hips pervading the scene. She smiled to herself as she saw Smee rolling on the round.
“Alright ladies thats enough fun. Back to the canons, it's time we make Pan pay for what he did to me!”
Pan using the distraction crept up behind Hook, drawing his sword for a killing blow but Hook was too quick. She saw a green streak behind her knowing it was Pan. She slammed her high-heeled boot into the ship deck sending the floorboard rocketing up into his balls. He let out a high-pitched squeal as he crumpled backward.
“Did you really think you could sneak up on me so easily?” Smiled Hook as she stomped on the floorboard with to more quick shots. Pan tried to block them but her movements were to fast as the board only caused his own hands to slap himself in the balls.
“You destroyed my home!” cried Pan his eyes watering from pain and emotion.
“Well, you took my hand!” Hook held up her robotic claw as she moved to grab Pan’s testicle. He was saved from her vice like grip when there was a large yell as the Lost Boys charged into battle.
Skunk threw one of his smoke bombs into a crowd of ladies. Bear charged forward close-lining two more girls who were about to set off a canon. Squirrel leapt into the air landing on the chest of another member of the crew. John and Micheal gave each other worried looks before charging into battle. John had to cup his balls with one hand to ease the pain as they bounced around. Wendy smiled as she looked at the Lost Boys finally being useful.
Pan, his eyes still watered from the blow to his groin, taking a deep breath he steadied himself. With a fierce yell, he leaped into the air, sword flashing towards the distracted captain. His blade sliced through the air and catching the edge of Hook's shirt sending buttons flying and the garment fluttering to the ground. The pirate captain stumbled back as she looked down at her exposed breasts and then back at Pan with complete disgust.
The sight of Hook's bare chest glinting in the sunlight was a momentary victory for Pan, but he had underestimated the captain's quick reflexes and sheer brutality. With a sadistic grin, Hook raised her robotic hand, its gleaming metal claw poised to strike. Pan felt a vice-like grip clamp around his testicles, and his eyes shot wide as the pain hit him like a bolt of lightning. He yelped, dropping his sword in surprise and agony.
The pirate captain took full advantage of the opportunity, pulling Peter Pan closer with her unyielding grip. "You think you can beat me, you whelp?" she snarled, her teeth gritted in determination. "You're just a boy playing your perverted little a games!”
Wendy, unable to stand by any longer, dashed through the fray, her heart racing in her chest. She saw the desperation in Peter's eyes and knew she had to help. Leaping into the air, she brought her sword down with a powerful swing aimed at Hook's robotic arm. The blade clashed against the metal, sparks flying as the two combatants' weapons met. The force of her blow was not enough to break the pirate's hold on Peter's testicles, it only caused Hook to yank down on his balls.
Wendy covered her mouth not wanting to cheer for the enemy but she couldn't help but laugh as his testicle tore through his pants. Hook eyes lit up at Wendy as a soft giggle escaped her lips. Hook looked her makeshift outfit up and down with a knowing smile.
“Did those boys do that to you?”
Wendy's cheeks flushed red with anger but didn’t want to admit it out loud. The captain smiled back knowing she had Wendy in her grasp.
“The Lost Boy’s will stop you and your wicked pirates!” Wendy declared pointing towards the battle but she was quick to rethink her words once she saw the battle Below.
The Lost Boys were scattered, each one caught in their own painful struggle. Skunk was dangling by his testicles from a rope as two girls raised him higher. He kicked wildly, trying to break free as the rope tightened around his sack
A Pirate had Bear in a headlock with her thighs while her hands kneaded his balls it like a lump of dough. He roared in pain, his mighty arms flailing as he desperately tried to break from her powerful legs. Meanwhile, Squirrel was pinned to the ground by another pirate, her heavy boots pressing down on his groin.
John was locked in hand-to-hand combat with Lily. She had fought with a fiery passion every strike making contact with his nuts. With a swift move, she had John's pants down around his knees, exposing his bruised and swollen testicles.
“I don’t think I did all that. Looks like someone's been playing a bit too rough with their bait," Lily sneered.
“What do you mean?”
“They’re all twisted up like a pretzel in there. I’m surprised you haven’t lost them yet!”
“Oh my god can you help me?”
“Sorry I like the way they look.” Lily’s shrugged las she delivered a series of precise kicks to John’s exposed groin. Each blow was met with a high-pitched squeal from the young man. He tried to cover himself, but her attacks were too swift and calculated. His hands were busy blocking her next move, giving her the opening to deliver a punt that sent him reeling backward.
Micheal was the only one who had avoided any discomfort as he hide behind some barrels with Smee.
“Why do you insist on siding with this pathetic creature? Join me, and together we can rule these seas.” Hook cooed turning back to Wendy.Her robotic hand began to tighten around Pan’s balls
“Wendy, no! You can’t Listen to her. You belong with us and the Lost Boys" Peter choked out, his voice strained with pain.
Wendy's gaze flickered, torn between Peter's desperate plea and the seductive offer from Hook. For a moment, the allure of power and adventure enticed her but her fierce loyalty kicked in. She turned to hook to tell her no, but Tinker Bell had other plans. The mischievous fairy had been watching from the shadows, and finally saw an opportunity to get ride of Wendy's presence once and for all.
With a wicked grin, she zipped over to Wendy and whispered a spell into her ear. Wendy felt a strange sensation as her clothing began to dissolve around her. She looked down in horror as her make-shift outfit melted away, leaving her completely exposed. Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment as the hot air kissed her bare skin. The Lost Boys and the pirate crew stopped their battles to gape at the spectacle.
Pan watched, his mouth wide as Wendy's naked form was revealed to him once again. He never tired of seeing her body. Evan Hook was not immune to the sight of Wendy’s body. Peter feeling her grip loosen around his scrotum managed to break free with a surge of adrenaline. He let out a relieved gasp and took to the air away from Hook’s reach.
"I'm happy you have finally decided to embrace your true self!" Pan called out with a mischievous smirk as he hovered in the air. His eyes were glued to Wendy's bountiful breasts as they swayed with the motion of the boat. "Those melons are perfect for feeding the Lost Boys!”
"This isn't the time for jokes, Pan!" she hissed through clenched teeth, still trying to shield herself. Wendy's cheeks burned with embarrassment, but she couldn't help but feel a twinge of anger at Peter's crude remark.
Hook not wanting Peter to get far, grabbed ahold of his shadow. Pan felt the cold, ghostly sting pull down on his balls as he was suddenly jerked to a halt. The shadow stretched and strained as it tugged down on Pan’s testicles, but remained attached.
“What’s a matter can’t fly away”
Pan's grin faltered as the pain grew unbearable.
"Let me go, Hook!”
Hook was enjoying herself too much as she continued yanked down on Peter's shadow causing his testicles to stretch like a rubber band. Wendy’s smile grew wider as her eyes flicked between Hook’s enjoyment and Peter's face contorting with every yank.
”Wendy, please!"
Pan looked to Wendy hoping he would see sympathy but instead he was meet with a joyous smile. In that moment Pan knew he couldn’t rely on Wendy.
"Looks like you're in a bit of a pickle, Pan," Tinker Bell said sweetly playing on Peter's desperation.
"Tink, please!”
"I’ll save you if you make me the Leader,"
"No way, Tink!" Peter exclaimed, his voice quickly turned to a high-pitched squeal as Hook gave his testicles another merciless tug. The pain clouding his judgment and the realization he was in no position to bargain he quickly blurted out, “Fine! Save me.”
A smile crossed Tinker Bell's face as she had already formed a plan on how to free Peter. Moving fast, Tinker Bell zipped around the shadow, her tiny stiletto heels glinted like a blade in the sunlight. With a swift and precise motion, she sliced through the shadow scrotum, freeing them from their ethereal confines. The shadow’s body plummeted to the deck as Hook fell backward. Tinker Bell's tiny hand darted up and with the help of a little fairy dust she ripped the shadowy balls free from Peter’s nutsack. There was a collective gasp from the crew as Tinker Bell raised the shadowy ballsack with a triumphant victory. Peter flew free yelling in pain.
“What have you done Tink?”
"What needed to be done," Tinker Bell said, her voice cold and determined as she dangled the shadowy testicles in front of Peter’s face. “Now I can make you keep your word, Peter!”
She clutched the supernatural orbs tightly in her hand, watching as Peter’s face turned pale as the sharp pain shot through his body. Peter’s eyes grew wide with horror as he realized he was now at her mercy.
“You and your little band of misfits are always getting into trouble and leaving me to clean up the mess. It’s about time you had a woman in charge.”
At that moment, Tinker Bell’s eyes grew brighter as she began to glow with power. She had always been jealous of not having the Lost Boys respect and now she had the means to change that. With a wicked giggle, she hovered above the stunned crowd. The Lost Boys, who had been watching the spectacle in shock, suddenly felt a strange tug at their groins. They looked down to see their shadows being ripped away from them, one by one.
Bear was the first to let out a high-pitched scream as he fell to his knees and a huge pair of silhouetted orbs rose up in the air. It was soon followed by a shriek from Skunk as he tried to grab his spectral scrotum as it flew out of his gasp. Micheal and John looked at each other in horror as Squirrel was pulled crotch-first into the mast before he was separated from his shadowy manhood. The brothers looked pleadingly at their still-naked sister as they willed themselves to look into her eyes.
“Please stop her, sis. I promise never to prank you again.” Micheal shouted as he fell to his knees pleading for Wendy to intervene.
Wendy’s gaze shot towards John, the mastermind behind her torment. John’s eyes quickly darted down as he saw his black and blue balls beginning shake. The thought crossed his mind that if the shadow ripped from his balls they might take his real ones with it.
“I promise never to do anything to you again!” He shouted as there was a sharp tug on his balls.
Wendy smiled and turned to Tinker Bell, seeing the mischievous fairy as the true cause of her unpleasant time in Neverland.
“Tink leave my brother’s alone. They aren’t part of the Lost Boys anymore!” Wendy threw her hands on her hips as she thrusted her chest forward.
"The Lost Boy's are mine, Wendy! You can't have them!" Tinker Bell glared at her as her grip tightened around the shadowy testicles causing all the Lost Boys to cry out in a falsetto harmony.
"Take the Lost boy's and Leave. My brother are part of Hook's crew now."
Pan looked at Wendy in shock. His mouth opened to argue but nothing came out because the pain in his ball was too much to bear. Tinker Bell thought about attacking Wendy but seeing Hook standing next to her made her rethink her decision.
“Fine, Wendy, have your fun with your pirate sluts.” With a huff she flicked of her wrist as all the Lost Boy’s began to levitate.
Unfortunately for the boys they were being pulled up in the air by their scrotums. Tinker Bell’s laugh grew louder as the Lost Boys and Peter Pan were dragged through the air, their testicles being tugged by their shadows. The pirates watched awe, not knowing whether to cheer or be worried at the little fairy’s ever growing power. Tinker Bell vanished into the distance as the boy's screams faded away.
Wendy’s brothers lay on the ground panting revealed that they still had control over their bodies.
"Thank you so much sis." Says John through gasps of air. Micheal nodded in agreement, his eyes wide with relief as he cradled his crotch.
"I have always wanted to be a pirate." says Micheal.
"Welcome to the Crew lads." says Hook. "Let’s get you into some proper pirate gear."
"Ma'am i was thinking we needed a new foghorn." Said Lilly with a smile looking at John.
"A foghorn?" Micheal looks at his brother to Smee, who has a look of relief plastered across his face.
With a wicked cackle, Hook nodded and the female crew members rushed over, their eyes alight with excitement. They grabbed John, who was still trying to catch his breath from the battle. Despite his protests, they tied him up to the mast of the ship, his bruised and swollen testicles dangling freely in the cool ocean breeze. His cheeks reddened in both pain and embarrassment as they bound him tightly.
Micheal felt a knot form in his stomach as he saw his brother's agony. He knew he had to do something. He took a step towards Hook, his eyes pleading.
"Captain, please, have mercy on him," he said, his voice quivering with fear and concern.
Hook looked down at Micheal, her eyes glinting with amusement. "Mercy?" she echoed, a cold smile playing on her lips. She took a step closer to Micheal, the wooden planks of the ship creaking beneath her heavy boots. With a flick of her robotic wrist, she sent Micheal’s body jolting upright as she tightened her grip on his sensitive flesh.
"Mercy is letting you and your brother keep those useless dangling jewels," Hook sneered, her robotic hand squeezing Micheal’s testicles with a cold, metallic grip as he tried to let out a scream that never came.
“I saved you from Tinker Bell but that doesn’t mean at I have forgotten what you two little perverts have done to me.” Wendy’s eyes sparkled with triumph as she looked at both John and Micheal’s predicaments. She nodded to Hook with a gleeful smile. Hook’s hand clicked as it let of a puff of steam blasting Micheal’s balls with the hot air. Micheal crumpled to the ground curling up at Wendy’s feet.
While attention was on the two boys Smee began to slink down stairs trying to escape into the shadows.
“Where do you think your going?” Said Lily with her hands on her hips. “I don’t think we need a useless pirate like you around anymore.”
She stepped forward kicking her boot forward into his balls sending Smee tumbling back onto the ships plank.
"P-please, Miss," Smee stuttered, "I didn't mean any harm, I swear!"
Lily sneered as she stomped down on the plank causing it to rock violently. Smee lost his balance as he fell straddling the board with a load crunch.
“Enjoy your swim Smee.”
Smee slide off the side cross-eyed as he smashed into the water. He let out a grasp as head bobbed above the waters surface. The sea around him grew quiet except for the echoing laughter of the female pirates above. He paddled towards the ship and was about to take a deep breath to shout for parlay when he heard a sudden slash behind him. He caught a quick glimpse of a green tail submerging under the water. The look of horror crossed his face before he felt a sharp yank on his balls as he was pulled underneath the waters surface.
“Let’s see if these can make a sound worthy of our ship," cackled Lily, as she took a firm grip on John's testicles. She gave them a vicious tug and John's scream pierced the air, echoing off the ship's wooden hull. The crew laughed heartily at the makeshift foghorn.
The cool breeze caressed Wendy’s bare skin as she looked across her new home at sea. She couldn't help but giggle as she felt a sense of liberation from all the boy’s pervert gaze, but the feeling was quickly dashed away as she felt the cold metal of Hook's hand against her butt. Wendy's eyes grew wide with shock. She didn’t know how to react to the sudden and unwelcome intimacy. Hook squeezed her ass as she pulled Wendy into a kiss.
Wendy tried to pull away, but Hook’s grip was like iron, keeping her in place. Wendy couldn’t help to feel a surge of pleasure as Hook’s nipples rubbed against her own.
Hook’s other hand reached around to cup her cheek, tilting her head back to deepen the kiss. She felt Hook’s tongue slip into her mouth as she tasted rum on her lips. Hook finally broke away from the kiss while still holding Wendy close.
"It seems we have quite the adventure ahead of us," She chuckled, slapping Wendy on the ass with her metal hand.
Wendy gasped as the sting of the slap sent a cold chill through her body. She couldn't help but feel a sense of dread that no matter where she went, she would always be an object of lust.
"Sound the alarm we set sail!" Hook yelled over the crowd.
The crew cheered as they all took turns pulling and twisting John's dangling balls creating a symphony of agonized squeals that echoed across the ship's deck. Each pull was met with a higher pitched scream that grew in intensity, acting as an unconventional foghorn to signal their victory over Peter Pan and the Lost Boys as the ship sailed into the sunset.
Contains: >!Breast Expansion, Shadow Castration (It makes sense if you read it),!<
[Captain Hook](https://preview.redd.it/i3fwz0e1k3se1.jpg?width=3072&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=71724eceee0a9bc49a5e16ffb571108f67c90391)
Sometimes, Smee considered himself the luckiest man in the world, and as he looked through the spyglass at his sunbathing crew he knew that this was one of those moments. You see, Smee was the only male of an all-female pirate crew, so he was treated to the sight of his curvaceous shipmates naked bodies.
Smee adjusted his beanie to move his greying hair from his eyes to get a better look at the women. His face was plump and cheerful, with a round nose that had been kissed by the sun one too many times leaving it as red as his beanie. Since he was the only man onboard he was left with tight clothing that had been designed for the slender female form. His tiny blue shorts felt like a vice around his manhood. While The striped white and blue t-shirt did nothing to hide the fact that he had been indulging in too much rum and not enough exercise. His pot belly stretched the fabric taut, leaving his belly exposed.
He sighed contently as he moved his spyglass to watch Lily, one of his favorite crew mates. Lily. The ocean spray lightly coating her caramel skin as she laid on her stomach. Her supple body stretched out in a way that was both innocent and seductive, her arms folded beneath her chin, propping her up to make room for her ample chest. Her breasts bulge out of her side making an impressive display of side boob as the were pressed against the deck. Her ass was a perfect heart shape that gently shock with every wave of the ocean. Her long, raven hair was braided into two pigtails, with an eagle's feather resting elegantly behind one ear.
The sound of the high-heeled boots approaching behind him quickly reminded Smee that he could also be the unluckiest male as well. He turned around and his smug smile quickly faded away. Standing behind him with her hands on her hips was Captain Hook. Her leather stilettoed boots ran up her legs ending just below her knees. Her black leather pants clung to her legs like a second skin accentuating her toned ass. Her enormous rack was barely being held in by a tight white blouse. She wore a cropped Red captain jacket that matched her outlandish cavalier’s hat. Her long black Curly hair framed her beautiful face as her brown eyes pierced into Smee’s almost looking into his very soul. Her right hand and forearm were missing but had been replaced with a Steampunk contraption. It looked to be made out Gears and wires as it ended in a robotic-looking claw. Her hand moved fast the steam was pushed through the gears. Her grasp tightened around Smee’s balls.
“Admiring the view,” said Hook as the gears in her hand clicked forward tightened her grip which constricted the blood flow to his scrotum.
Smee gulped knowing that saying the wrong thing could end his manhood.
“I was just checking the beach’s for any signs of Pan.”
“And did you see anything?”
“I did. I saw him land on the shore with a group of people.”
Hook released her grip. A surge of pain rushed into his balls as his circulation finally came back. He had to will himself to stay standing. He didn't want to give Hook the satisfaction of knowing the extreme pain he now felt in his lower abdomen. Hook smirked as she saw Smee’s eye watering from the pain. She walked to the balcony and looked over her crew of buxom ladies.
“Gear up ladies! Today we get revenge on Pan for taking my hand!” she yelled. Her crew jumped up snapping the to attention as their chests jiggle in place from the quick movement.
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Across the Island Wendy was eagerly waiting inside the Lost Boys’ treehouse. She was seated at a large dinning table made from a fallen tree trunk. She looked around the room at the random trinkets lining the walls. She rolled her eyes as the boys finally slinked in the room clutching their manhood between their hands. The group all sat around the table looking defeated. She noticed as the sea of boys all turned towards her. There eyes looked her up and down as they tried to distract them selves from their pain with her beauty.
“What is for dinner?” said Wendy looking out at the empty plates in front of her.
“Whatever you imagine,” Peter said as he motioned to Tinker Bell. She flew over the plates letting her magic fairy dust fall from her wings. As the dust touched the plates all sorts of delicious looking food appeared.
“Oh my god this looks amazing,” said Wendy as he grabbed a helping of mashed potatoes.
“Peter, should we give Wendy a heads up about the food.” Said Bear he shyly smiled at Wendy.
“What’s wrong with the food!?!”
“Now now Bear.. your scaring poor Wendy.” said Peter shooting a glaring look at Bear, causing him to look down at his own plate of food. “There’s nothing to worry about, the food here is just like any other food but just with a pinch of Neverland magic.”
Peter winked at Wendy as he took a bite of his own meal. Wendy felling at ease smiled back and bit into a spoonful of potatoes.
“Oh my god those are amazing,”
Wendy reached across the table grabbing a sausage from another platter. She took a bite of the meat which caused her eyes to rolled back in her head at how amazing it tasted. It almost felt like an orgasmic shock rushing through her body. She suddenly stopped eating when she realized all the boys’ eyes were eagerly glued to her. Their faces looked like they were filled with a hunger but no one was eating, they all seemed like they were just waiting.
“Do I have something on my face,” Wendy said as she grabbed a napkin to wiped off her face only to see that nothing was there. She then realized the boy's look wasn't for the food but for her. Then it hit her. First, her stomach let out a large growl as she a felt warm bead of sweat run down between her her cleavage.
“Oh pardon me.”
There was a sharp pain in her chest as the fabric of her nightie felt tighter. She looked down with shock to see her breasts were bulging out of her top. The Lost Boys’ eyes grew wider as her breasts swelled bigger testing the limits of the fabric. She tried to cover herself up as she stumbled forward, feeling a bit more top-heavy.
“What's happening to me?”
The boys looked at each other with knowing grins as Peter leaned back in his chair, casually swirling his fork between his fingers.
"It's just a little something that happens around here," Peter began, his voice as nonchalant as if he were explaining the weather. "Some time ago, someone made a wish with some genie in the desert. I don’t know all the details but since then, every woman in Neverland... well, they tend to blossom in a certain way.’
“But… but I already had D cups.” Wendy's cheeks flushed red with embarrassment and panic as she tried to pull her top back up over her newfound assets. “I don't need them any bigger.”
“Well, I'm sad to say D cups are small here in Neverland.”
The Lost Boys snickered among themselves as they watched Wendy's face turn red. Her breasts continued to expand, stretching the fabric of her nightgown to its limits. The buttons popped off one by one, sending them flying across the room like tiny projectiles. The sound of ripping fabric echoed through the treehouse as her top finally gave way, as her newly plumped breasts bounced free.
“Now you're a true Neverland girl.” Peter stood up smiling widely, his eyes glinting with mischief as he looked at her.
The Lost Boys were in a frenzy, their cheers turning into a chant of "bigger, bigger, bigger!”
Wendy’s hands were trembling as she tried to hold her massive breasts in place. The sensation was foreign and overwhelming, the weight of them was like nothing she had ever felt before. The fabric of her nightie was now just a memory scattered around her feet, leaving her in nothing but a pair of lacy purple panties that were now stretched and slightly damp from her earlier distress. The pain in her chest had subsided, but the awkwardness and embarrassment remained. Wendy took a step back, her breasts bouncing with the movement, drawing more cheers from the Lost Boys.
Tinker Bell watched as the boys couldn’t help but ogle Wendy’s massive boobs. The fairy folded her arms under her chest in frustration trying to make her breasts seem bigger. With Wendy’s new curves there was no way that The Lost Boys would take their eyes off of Wendy and look at Tinker Bell. Her jealousy grew into anger as she saw Peter smiling at Wendy.
Wendy tried to regain her composure by standing tall, taking a deep breath, and pushed her shoulders back. To her astonishment, even though they were now enormous, Her breasts had retained a youthful perkiness and now seemed to defy gravity. They sat proudly on her chest with a natural buoyancy that made them seem almost weightless.
“I look ridiculous, who would care about some useless fatty weights on my chest anyway,” she muttered to herself. She rolled her eyes as she glanced over at the lost boys, who unable to contain their excitement.
“I knew you would fit in here.” Said Pan strutted around the table, his eyes gleaming with excitement as he took in the sight of Wendy’s new physique.
Without warning, he slapped her ass, sending a ripple through her now extra plump bum. Wendy yelped, both shocked and embarrassed by the sudden contact. The boys roared with laughter, their eyes never leaving her body. She tried to maintain her dignity, but with each giggle that escaped their lips, she felt more and more like a sideshow attraction.
But Wendy had finally had enough. Tired of the boys' never-ending barrage of constant objectification, she let out a growl of frustration, quickly followed by a swift knee to Peter’s crotch. The laughter stopped abruptly as Peter's eyes bulged, his hand flying to his groin in a futile attempt to protect his manhood. The impact was solid, and Peter's knees buckled. He lurched forward as his face was cushioned by landing face-first into Wendy’s newly formed pillows. She felt a new intense pleasure as felt the warmth of Peter's mouth buried between her soft mounds. He looked up at her with wide eyes, the laughter on his face quickly replaced by a pleading stare.
“Get off me, you brat!” she exclaimed, ignoring the pleasure building in her crotch. She pushed him away with her forearms, her assets jiggling from the effort. As he stumbled back Wendy snapped her foot forward with an extreme force into his tightly held package.
Her kick was so powerful that it caused two things to happened. Firstly, Her nipples were quickly exposed as they bounced out from behind her hands from the impact. The rest of the boys cheered s as they saw her tiny pink nipples. They had stayed the same size of a dime while while her breasts had ballooned out around them. Secondly her kick was so strong that it sent Pan flying in the air. The room went silent as his body folded on the ground, all that could be heard were Tinker Bell's tiny snickers. Wendy’s expression changed from worry to a hint of satisfaction as she saw a whimpering Peter cradle his balls.
With a swift motion Wendy picked up the remnants of her nightie. The fabric was torn and stretched beyond recognition but somehow she managed to wrap it around herself, knotting it at the front to create a makeshift crop top that left little to the imagination. The tightness of the knot caused her erect nipples to poke through the thin material as her breasts to spilled over the sides.
The silence was broken by the deafening boom of cannon fire fallowed by a thunderous crash as a cannonball rocketed through the wall, tearing a gaping hole in the wooden structure. Wendy's jumped back as she let out a high-pitched scream. The cannonball smashed into the table, sending wooden splinters flying through the air. John, who had been enjoying the show with a mouthful of food, let out a yell spraying Micheal with his meal. John looked down with horror to see that cannonball had pinned his testicles against the floor.
The other Lost Boys rushed over to assist John, their faces a mix of panic and bewilderment. They tried to lift the heavy metal ball, but it was no use. It remained lodged in place, pressing down on the hulk boy's privates with an unyielding force. Wendy looked on in amusement, her own issues with her enhanced breasts momentarily forgotten.
“Tinker Bell we need your help!” Squirrel Yelled.
The sudden shift of attention from Wendy to Tinker Bell put a gleeful smile across the fairy’s face. She zipped over to the struggling group knowing she had the power that the boys needed. Her curiosity piqued as she hovered closer to inspect the situation. The sight of John’s testicles being flattened was oddly satisfying to the fairy. His scrotum had somehow managed to escape the confines of his pants and were now being stretched taut to their limit. The veins pulsing with the agony has his skin quickly turned a purple hue.
"Don't worry boys. I got this." Tinker Bell chimed giving John’s right testicle a sharp kick with her pointed heels to make sure it was still intact. His high pitch screams told her that they still might be salvageable. As she leaned in to sprinkle a handful of glittering fairy dust over the cannonball her skirt rode up, revealing her little ass to John. He who couldn't help but get a bit of a thrill from the view despite the pain.
"What the hell was that?" Wendy said, peering through the gaping hole in the wall.
“Hook!” Peter said with disgust as he quickly lifted from the ground and flew off.
"Wait for me Peter!" said Wendy as she ran after him.
Tinker Bell’s attention was split between her task and the sight of Peter and Wendy disappearing through the treehouse opening. She clenched her fists in frustration, loosing concentration on the hovering cannonball. With a loud thud it plummeted from the air, squashing John’s nuts further into the floor. The Lost Boys stared in horror at Tinker Bell.
“Oops.” She said with a shrug as she zipped out the door to catch up with the duo.
Wendy was full sprint so it didn't take her to reach the sandy shores. Floating in in the bay was a massive pirate ship. The wooden hull was painted a bright red with its Black sails blowing in the wind. She could make out a small figure flying towards the ship landing on its flagpole. She could see that the deck was busy as the crew loaded more cannons for another attack. The Lost Boys arrived several minutes later out of breath finally freeing John.
“What do we do?” said Micheal.
“We have to help Peter,” said Wendy as she stepped towards the water.
John reached down holding his nuts fearfully not wanting wanting to tempt fate by venturing into the dark sea again. The constant pain in his balls since they arrived to Neverland was a reminder of the mermaid just lurked underneath the surface. Skunk was quick to put John’s mind at ease as he pointed to a hidden alcove.
“We have a boat just hidden around the corner.”
Wendy nodded approvingly as they all to the row boat.
Onboard the ship, Smee marched behind the crew, his eyes darting from one plump ass to the next. The pirates were busy reloading the cannons, their pants tightening and loosening as they bent and lifted the heavy cannon balls.
“Come on you sultry scallywags fire those canons!”
Smee came to a stopped when he noticed Lily’s backside in the air. The fabric of her clothing was a patchwork of torn and tanned hide, held together by thin rope that dug into her flesh at her waist and thighs. A skirt did nothing to cover her generous hips and ass She stood tall and proud clutching to cannon balls in front of her chest.
“Those are good-looking Canons, Lily.” Smee snorted at his own joke
Lily’s eyes narrowed as she forced a smile. She glanced quickly down at Smee’s crotch before bringing up the cannonball in to his groin. His laughter died in his throat as the steel made contact with is ballsack.
"You are right they are good canons" she quipped, pushing him away and walking to canon.
Hook stood with her hands on her hips pervading the scene. She smiled to herself as she saw Smee rolling on the round.
“Alright ladies thats enough fun. Back to the canons, it's time we make Pan pay for what he did to me!”
Pan using the distraction crept up behind Hook, drawing his sword for a killing blow but Hook was too quick. She saw a green streak behind her knowing it was Pan. She slammed her high-heeled boot into the ship deck sending the floorboard rocketing up into his balls. He let out a high-pitched squeal as he crumpled backward.
“Did you really think you could sneak up on me so easily?” Smiled Hook as she stomped on the floorboard with to more quick shots. Pan tried to block them but her movements were to fast as the board only caused his own hands to slap himself in the balls.
“You destroyed my home!” cried Pan his eyes watering from pain and emotion.
“Well, you took my hand!” Hook held up her robotic claw as she moved to grab Pan’s testicle. He was saved from her vice like grip when there was a large yell as the Lost Boys charged into battle.
Skunk threw one of his smoke bombs into a crowd of ladies. Bear charged forward close-lining two more girls who were about to set off a canon. Squirrel leapt into the air landing on the chest of another member of the crew. John and Micheal gave each other worried looks before charging into battle. John had to cup his balls with one hand to ease the pain as they bounced around. Wendy smiled as she looked at the Lost Boys finally being useful.
Pan, his eyes still watered from the blow to his groin, taking a deep breath he steadied himself. With a fierce yell, he leaped into the air, sword flashing towards the distracted captain. His blade sliced through the air and catching the edge of Hook's shirt sending buttons flying and the garment fluttering to the ground. The pirate captain stumbled back as she looked down at her exposed breasts and then back at Pan with complete disgust.
The sight of Hook's bare chest glinting in the sunlight was a momentary victory for Pan, but he had underestimated the captain's quick reflexes and sheer brutality. With a sadistic grin, Hook raised her robotic hand, its gleaming metal claw poised to strike. Pan felt a vice-like grip clamp around his testicles, and his eyes shot wide as the pain hit him like a bolt of lightning. He yelped, dropping his sword in surprise and agony.
The pirate captain took full advantage of the opportunity, pulling Peter Pan closer with her unyielding grip. "You think you can beat me, you whelp?" she snarled, her teeth gritted in determination. "You're just a boy playing your perverted little a games!”
Wendy, unable to stand by any longer, dashed through the fray, her heart racing in her chest. She saw the desperation in Peter's eyes and knew she had to help. Leaping into the air, she brought her sword down with a powerful swing aimed at Hook's robotic arm. The blade clashed against the metal, sparks flying as the two combatants' weapons met. The force of her blow was not enough to break the pirate's hold on Peter's testicles, it only caused Hook to yank down on his balls.
Wendy covered her mouth not wanting to cheer for the enemy but she couldn't help but laugh as his testicle tore through his pants. Hook eyes lit up at Wendy as a soft giggle escaped her lips. Hook looked her makeshift outfit up and down with a knowing smile.
“Did those boys do that to you?”
Wendy's cheeks flushed red with anger but didn’t want to admit it out loud. The captain smiled back knowing she had Wendy in her grasp.
“The Lost Boy’s will stop you and your wicked pirates!” Wendy declared pointing towards the battle but she was quick to rethink her words once she saw the battle Below.
The Lost Boys were scattered, each one caught in their own painful struggle. Skunk was dangling by his testicles from a rope as two girls raised him higher. He kicked wildly, trying to break free as the rope tightened around his sack
A Pirate had Bear in a headlock with her thighs while her hands kneaded his balls it like a lump of dough. He roared in pain, his mighty arms flailing as he desperately tried to break from her powerful legs. Meanwhile, Squirrel was pinned to the ground by another pirate, her heavy boots pressing down on his groin.
John was locked in hand-to-hand combat with Lily. She had fought with a fiery passion every strike making contact with his nuts. With a swift move, she had John's pants down around his knees, exposing his bruised and swollen testicles.
“I don’t think I did all that. Looks like someone's been playing a bit too rough with their bait," Lily sneered.
“What do you mean?”
“They’re all twisted up like a pretzel in there. I’m surprised you haven’t lost them yet!”
“Oh my god can you help me?”
“Sorry I like the way they look.” Lily’s shrugged las she delivered a series of precise kicks to John’s exposed groin. Each blow was met with a high-pitched squeal from the young man. He tried to cover himself, but her attacks were too swift and calculated. His hands were busy blocking her next move, giving her the opening to deliver a punt that sent him reeling backward.
Micheal was the only one who had avoided any discomfort as he hide behind some barrels with Smee.
“Why do you insist on siding with this pathetic creature? Join me, and together we can rule these seas.” Hook cooed turning back to Wendy.Her robotic hand began to tighten around Pan’s balls
“Wendy, no! You can’t Listen to her. You belong with us and the Lost Boys" Peter choked out, his voice strained with pain.
Wendy's gaze flickered, torn between Peter's desperate plea and the seductive offer from Hook. For a moment, the allure of power and adventure enticed her but her fierce loyalty kicked in. She turned to hook to tell her no, but Tinker Bell had other plans. The mischievous fairy had been watching from the shadows, and finally saw an opportunity to get ride of Wendy's presence once and for all.
With a wicked grin, she zipped over to Wendy and whispered a spell into her ear. Wendy felt a strange sensation as her clothing began to dissolve around her. She looked down in horror as her make-shift outfit melted away, leaving her completely exposed. Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment as the hot air kissed her bare skin. The Lost Boys and the pirate crew stopped their battles to gape at the spectacle.
Pan watched, his mouth wide as Wendy's naked form was revealed to him once again. He never tired of seeing her body. Evan Hook was not immune to the sight of Wendy’s body. Peter feeling her grip loosen around his scrotum managed to break free with a surge of adrenaline. He let out a relieved gasp and took to the air away from Hook’s reach.
"I'm happy you have finally decided to embrace your true self!" Pan called out with a mischievous smirk as he hovered in the air. His eyes were glued to Wendy's bountiful breasts as they swayed with the motion of the boat. "Those melons are perfect for feeding the Lost Boys!”
"This isn't the time for jokes, Pan!" she hissed through clenched teeth, still trying to shield herself. Wendy's cheeks burned with embarrassment, but she couldn't help but feel a twinge of anger at Peter's crude remark.
Hook not wanting Peter to get far, grabbed ahold of his shadow. Pan felt the cold, ghostly sting pull down on his balls as he was suddenly jerked to a halt. The shadow stretched and strained as it tugged down on Pan’s testicles, but remained attached.
“What’s a matter can’t fly away”
Pan's grin faltered as the pain grew unbearable.
"Let me go, Hook!”
Hook was enjoying herself too much as she continued yanked down on Peter's shadow causing his testicles to stretch like a rubber band. Wendy’s smile grew wider as her eyes flicked between Hook’s enjoyment and Peter's face contorting with every yank.
”Wendy, please!"
Pan looked to Wendy hoping he would see sympathy but instead he was meet with a joyous smile. In that moment Pan knew he couldn’t rely on Wendy.
"Looks like you're in a bit of a pickle, Pan," Tinker Bell said sweetly playing on Peter's desperation.
"Tink, please!”
"I’ll save you if you make me the Leader,"
"No way, Tink!" Peter exclaimed, his voice quickly turned to a high-pitched squeal as Hook gave his testicles another merciless tug. The pain clouding his judgment and the realization he was in no position to bargain he quickly blurted out, “Fine! Save me.”
A smile crossed Tinker Bell's face as she had already formed a plan on how to free Peter. Moving fast, Tinker Bell zipped around the shadow, her tiny stiletto heels glinted like a blade in the sunlight. With a swift and precise motion, she sliced through the shadow scrotum, freeing them from their ethereal confines. The shadow’s body plummeted to the deck as Hook fell backward. Tinker Bell's tiny hand darted up and with the help of a little fairy dust she ripped the shadowy balls free from Peter’s nutsack. There was a collective gasp from the crew as Tinker Bell raised the shadowy ballsack with a triumphant victory. Peter flew free yelling in pain.
“What have you done Tink?”
"What needed to be done," Tinker Bell said, her voice cold and determined as she dangled the shadowy testicles in front of Peter’s face. “Now I can make you keep your word, Peter!”
She clutched the supernatural orbs tightly in her hand, watching as Peter’s face turned pale as the sharp pain shot through his body. Peter’s eyes grew wide with horror as he realized he was now at her mercy.
“You and your little band of misfits are always getting into trouble and leaving me to clean up the mess. It’s about time you had a woman in charge.”
At that moment, Tinker Bell’s eyes grew brighter as she began to glow with power. She had always been jealous of not having the Lost Boys respect and now she had the means to change that. With a wicked giggle, she hovered above the stunned crowd. The Lost Boys, who had been watching the spectacle in shock, suddenly felt a strange tug at their groins. They looked down to see their shadows being ripped away from them, one by one.
Bear was the first to let out a high-pitched scream as he fell to his knees and a huge pair of silhouetted orbs rose up in the air. It was soon followed by a shriek from Skunk as he tried to grab his spectral scrotum as it flew out of his gasp. Micheal and John looked at each other in horror as Squirrel was pulled crotch-first into the mast before he was separated from his shadowy manhood. The brothers looked pleadingly at their still-naked sister as they willed themselves to look into her eyes.
“Please stop her, sis. I promise never to prank you again.” Micheal shouted as he fell to his knees pleading for Wendy to intervene.
Wendy’s gaze shot towards John, the mastermind behind her torment. John’s eyes quickly darted down as he saw his black and blue balls beginning shake. The thought crossed his mind that if the shadow ripped from his balls they might take his real ones with it.
“I promise never to do anything to you again!” He shouted as there was a sharp tug on his balls.
Wendy smiled and turned to Tinker Bell, seeing the mischievous fairy as the true cause of her unpleasant time in Neverland.
“Tink leave my brother’s alone. They aren’t part of the Lost Boys anymore!” Wendy threw her hands on her hips as she thrusted her chest forward.
"The Lost Boy's are mine, Wendy! You can't have them!" Tinker Bell glared at her as her grip tightened around the shadowy testicles causing all the Lost Boys to cry out in a falsetto harmony.
"Take the Lost boy's and Leave. My brother are part of Hook's crew now."
Pan looked at Wendy in shock. His mouth opened to argue but nothing came out because the pain in his ball was too much to bear. Tinker Bell thought about attacking Wendy but seeing Hook standing next to her made her rethink her decision.
“Fine, Wendy, have your fun with your pirate sluts.” With a huff she flicked of her wrist as all the Lost Boy’s began to levitate.
Unfortunately for the boys they were being pulled up in the air by their scrotums. Tinker Bell’s laugh grew louder as the Lost Boys and Peter Pan were dragged through the air, their testicles being tugged by their shadows. The pirates watched awe, not knowing whether to cheer or be worried at the little fairy’s ever growing power. Tinker Bell vanished into the distance as the boy's screams faded away.
Wendy’s brothers lay on the ground panting revealed that they still had control over their bodies.
"Thank you so much sis." Says John through gasps of air. Micheal nodded in agreement, his eyes wide with relief as he cradled his crotch.
"I have always wanted to be a pirate." says Micheal.
"Welcome to the Crew lads." says Hook. "Let’s get you into some proper pirate gear."
"Ma'am i was thinking we needed a new foghorn." Said Lilly with a smile looking at John.
"A foghorn?" Micheal looks at his brother to Smee, who has a look of relief plastered across his face.
With a wicked cackle, Hook nodded and the female crew members rushed over, their eyes alight with excitement. They grabbed John, who was still trying to catch his breath from the battle. Despite his protests, they tied him up to the mast of the ship, his bruised and swollen testicles dangling freely in the cool ocean breeze. His cheeks reddened in both pain and embarrassment as they bound him tightly.
Micheal felt a knot form in his stomach as he saw his brother's agony. He knew he had to do something. He took a step towards Hook, his eyes pleading.
"Captain, please, have mercy on him," he said, his voice quivering with fear and concern.
Hook looked down at Micheal, her eyes glinting with amusement. "Mercy?" she echoed, a cold smile playing on her lips. She took a step closer to Micheal, the wooden planks of the ship creaking beneath her heavy boots. With a flick of her robotic wrist, she sent Micheal’s body jolting upright as she tightened her grip on his sensitive flesh.
"Mercy is letting you and your brother keep those useless dangling jewels," Hook sneered, her robotic hand squeezing Micheal’s testicles with a cold, metallic grip as he tried to let out a scream that never came.
“I saved you from Tinker Bell but that doesn’t mean at I have forgotten what you two little perverts have done to me.” Wendy’s eyes sparkled with triumph as she looked at both John and Micheal’s predicaments. She nodded to Hook with a gleeful smile. Hook’s hand clicked as it let of a puff of steam blasting Micheal’s balls with the hot air. Micheal crumpled to the ground curling up at Wendy’s feet.
While attention was on the two boys Smee began to slink down stairs trying to escape into the shadows.
“Where do you think your going?” Said Lily with her hands on her hips. “I don’t think we need a useless pirate like you around anymore.”
She stepped forward kicking her boot forward into his balls sending Smee tumbling back onto the ships plank.
"P-please, Miss," Smee stuttered, "I didn't mean any harm, I swear!"
Lily sneered as she stomped down on the plank causing it to rock violently. Smee lost his balance as he fell straddling the board with a load crunch.
“Enjoy your swim Smee.”
Smee slide off the side cross-eyed as he smashed into the water. He let out a grasp as head bobbed above the waters surface. The sea around him grew quiet except for the echoing laughter of the female pirates above. He paddled towards the ship and was about to take a deep breath to shout for parlay when he heard a sudden slash behind him. He caught a quick glimpse of a green tail submerging under the water. The look of horror crossed his face before he felt a sharp yank on his balls as he was pulled underneath the waters surface.
“Let’s see if these can make a sound worthy of our ship," cackled Lily, as she took a firm grip on John's testicles. She gave them a vicious tug and John's scream pierced the air, echoing off the ship's wooden hull. The crew laughed heartily at the makeshift foghorn.
The cool breeze caressed Wendy’s bare skin as she looked across her new home at sea. She couldn't help but giggle as she felt a sense of liberation from all the boy’s pervert gaze, but the feeling was quickly dashed away as she felt the cold metal of Hook's hand against her butt. Wendy's eyes grew wide with shock. She didn’t know how to react to the sudden and unwelcome intimacy. Hook squeezed her ass as she pulled Wendy into a kiss.
Wendy tried to pull away, but Hook’s grip was like iron, keeping her in place. Wendy couldn’t help to feel a surge of pleasure as Hook’s nipples rubbed against her own.
Hook’s other hand reached around to cup her cheek, tilting her head back to deepen the kiss. She felt Hook’s tongue slip into her mouth as she tasted rum on her lips. Hook finally broke away from the kiss while still holding Wendy close.
"It seems we have quite the adventure ahead of us," She chuckled, slapping Wendy on the ass with her metal hand.
Wendy gasped as the sting of the slap sent a cold chill through her body. She couldn't help but feel a sense of dread that no matter where she went, she would always be an object of lust.
"Sound the alarm we set sail!" Hook yelled over the crowd.
The crew cheered as they all took turns pulling and twisting John's dangling balls creating a symphony of agonized squeals that echoed across the ship's deck. Each pull was met with a higher pitched scream that grew in intensity, acting as an unconventional foghorn to signal their victory over Peter Pan and the Lost Boys as the ship sailed into the sunset.
