POP Goes A Weasel!! (Part 2)
The night was alive with a cacophony of laughter and music spilling from the house party that pulsed just out of sight. Daryl walked with purpose, the cool air wrapping around him like a comforting shawl. At 6’1, he towered over some, but he found solace in being part of the crowd, blending into the lively atmosphere with his curly hair bouncing lightly with each step. A basketball jersey and casual jeans hung on his semi-muscular frame, remnants of the game he’d played earlier in the day.
As he walked out the party his phone began to ring, and without hesitation he answers it, it’s his friend Paul.
“Yo! Daryl have you heard about what happened to Kendrick??” Paul asks in complete disbelief.
“Yea man.. Some crazy fucker popped his nuts!! It’s all over the school news!!” Daryl says sympathizing for his dorm mate.
“Bro.. do you think that one killer clown myth did that to him??” Paul asks in a joking yet concerned tone.
“No way man!! That’s just a myth the girls tell us guys to keep us from fucking other bitches!!” Daryl says laughing.
“Haha! You might be right…Wait but wasn’t Kendrick single?” Paul asks remembering that Kendrick always preferred to stay single.
“Oh yea.. you have a point man.” Daryl says with a small chuckle.
“Well man I’ll call you when I get back to my dorm.” Daryl says as he hangs up to continue his walk.
Daryl had intended to take his usual shortcut back to the dorm, but an unexpected construction blockade forced him to reroute.
“Fuck man… Are you serious??” Daryl says to himself in disbelief.
The yellow caution tape flapped ominously in the breeze, he turned his head to see an alleyway, a narrow strip framed by brick buildings that seemed to cause a bead of sweat to fall down his forehead. And with a deep breath he enters the dark alleyway.
The alley was quiet, an eerie contrast to the vibrant party just blocks away. The ground was littered with crumpled soda cans and flexed trash bags, the occasional flickering streetlight casting jagged shadows that danced on the walls. Daryl had never taken this path before at night. He felt an odd flutter of apprehension cross his mind, but the thrill of the party still lingered in his system, urging him forward.
Suddenly, something strange caught his eye. A human-sized jack-in-the-box sat lopsided against the wall, half-hidden by a dumpster. Its paint was vibrant, the colors contrasted through the darkness of the alleyway—a clown leering with manic glee, frozen in a moment of eternal mirth. It unnerved him. Who would leave a toy like that here? Who would leave it, period?
With curiosity piqued, Daryl stepped closer. A bizarre sense of whimsy mixed with fear crept into his bones. Just as he reached out to touch the metal crank, the jack-in-the-box jerked suddenly, as if it were alive. The clown lid burst open, revealing a burst of confetti and a laughter that sent chills down his spine.
“BOO!!” Luna says in a loud yet playful voice that echoed through the alleyway.
Before he could pull away, a figure sprang from the box—an immediate whirlwind of colors and chaos. Luna, the sadistic clown girl, twirled into the alley like a whirlwind of vibrant insanity.
She stood at 5’4”, adorned in a frilly, yet skimpy mismatched costume bright enough to seem otherworldly. Her painted smile was wide, revealing a gleam of mischief in her eyes as she danced around him in exaggerated, cartoonish movements.
“Oh, what do we have here?” she giggled, her voice high-pitched and melodic yet laced with something unsettling.
The smile never left her face, but it didn’t reach her eyes, which twinkled with a hint of malevolence.
“Uh, j-j-just passing through!!” Daryl stuttered, backing up a step, half-nervous, half-amused.
Luna looked at him very amused at his terrified yet amused expression. She slowly walks towards him, bouncing with each step to make her large breasts flop around, Daryl couldn’t help but feel himself get a boner from looking at the short and sexy clown. As Luna gets closer Daryl realizes he’s backed into a wall and he finally realizes who this is.
“W-wait!! Are you L-Lun…” Daryl’s sentence is cut off as Luna completes it for him.
“Yes! I’m Luna the SADISTIC CLOWN AHAHAAHAHAAH!!!” She bursts out laughing causing the alleyway to echo more.
As she introduces herself to Daryl, he suddenly remembers what happened to Kendrick as he quickly moves his hands to groin as he doesn’t want to be the next victim. Luna notices his sudden fear for his balls, and smirks almost resembling The Grinch. As she places her finger on his pec and circles around his nipple causing him to shiver.
“I’m guessing you know my…. Tricks\~” Luna says as she stops rubbing his pecs and giggles.
“P-please…don’t pop my ba—“ Daryl’s sentence is cut off yet again as Luna shouts a command.
“If you want to keep your balls… how about a game of Rock Paper Scissors\~?…Best of 5?” Luna says as she twirls around.
“O-..ok…I’ll play.” Daryl hesitantly agrees knowing if he would’ve said no he would be a goner.
“Perfect!! Let’s do this cutie\~!!” Luna says as she gets ready to play.
As they both get ready to play Daryl can’t help but feel a wave of fear scrambling through his mind. The first round begins and
Daryl is shocked to see he won the first round, as Luna honks her nose and a comedic “WOMP WOMP” plays from her clown nose. The second match begins and Luna wins, causing Daryl to start sweating profusely. The next round starts and Luna wins yet again, causing Daryl’s heart to start beating faster knowing he has a very low chance of winning, as he looks Luna in the eyes to see her smiling harder than before. The next round begins and Daryl surprisingly wins, making the game a sudden death.
“Aww man!! A sudden death?!” Luna says in a sad voice as her eye makeup magically forms into tear shapes.
“Well then…you better get ready ball boy\~ Those eggs are mine!!” Luna says as she gets back into stance making her tits bounce around comically.
“Rock…. Paper… Scissors.. SHOOT!!” Daryl shouts and as they both put their hands down Daryl is dumbfounded and is shocked to see that he lost.
“Awww nooo\~…You lost… Know what that means\~?” Luna says as her usual creepy smirk creeps on her face again.
“W-W-Wait!! PLEASE… O-ONE MORE…C-C-CHANCE!!” Daryl begins to beg as he doesn’t wanna lose his testicles.
“A deals a deal! Now get naked\~ I wanna see what I’m working with….” Luna says in a seductive yet deadly tone.
With a deep exhale Daryl accepts his fate as he starts getting undressed. Starting off with his basketball jersey, revealing a nice pack of abs with a tattoo of angel wings on his pec. Before moving on to his ripped jeans that made his bulge look juicy, as he took them off to show he wasn’t wearing any underwear and his 9 inch cock and very hairy walnut shaped testicles moved around with each movement he took. As he kicked his clothes to the side to accept his fate in being emasculated.
“Face down, ass up!!” Luna demanded in a demonic voice.
Daryl obeyed her orders without any hesitation or talk back as he just whimpered in fear and got down on his knees, placing his head on the cold wet concrete, as he raises his ass in the air, feeling the cold air on his ass and balls making them retreat up a bit. Luna grins as she reaches into her jack-in-the-box and pulls out her giant trusty mallet and gives it a few twirls before holding it near his testicles and swinging the mallet up, preparing to strike his fat balls.
“Stay put!! This is gonna hurt!! Luna says in a satisfied voice.
And without a second wasted she swings her gigantic mallet down,with a loud—
\*SMACK\* \*CRUNCH\*
The mallet slams into Daryl’s ass but it also strikes his nuts so hard that they fly all the way up and out of his throat practically coughing them up.
Daryl can’t even let out a scream as the pain is so excruciating his eyes just roll into the back of his head before finally passing out from the nut coughing pain. And with another victim down Luna walks over to the plump testicles on the ground in front of Daryl’s unconscious body and gives them a stomp with a sickening—
\*SQUELCH\* \*POP\*
The testicles that belonged to Daryl were officially no more, and with all her ball popping and crushing she grabs her signature sticky note and writes down a silly pun saying—
“NUTmeg anyone\~? ;))”