Friday Night Funkin!!

The neon glow of city lights bled through the gaps in Galfriend's blinds, painting stripes across her cluttered apartment. Empty pizza boxes and crumpled lyric sheets littered the coffee table, testament to a week of writing and recording. Her long, turquoise hair was pulled back in a messy bun, escaping from under her usual red baseball cap. She tapped furiously on her phone, her eyes glued to the screen.

Galfriend: Hey babe, ready for tonight?

GF: Duh, u know it, just waiting for you to sneak out. I would but my Dad is being a total pain in the ass tonight.

Galfriend: He always is but dont worry im on my way

GF: Hurry uppp~ I have something for you~

Galfriend’s phone dings with a notification that GF sent an attachment, as she opens the notification she’s shocked to see a picture of GF wearing lacy red lingerie with a small black bow on both the bra and panties that matched.

Galfriend grinned, her heart doing a little two-step. A date with Girlfriend always made her feel like she could spit fire and conquer the world. She glanced at her reflection in the darkened TV screen, adjusting her cropped white t-shirt that showed a great amount of her underboob. Her baggy jeans sagged low, as always, showing her dark blue thong that looked like it barely covered anything. She was the epitome of cool, laid-back rebellion. Or so she liked to think.

As she gets a better glimpse of herself from her TV she notices a pair of massive veiny hands appearing in the reflection, flying towards her in a fast but powerful punch. A jolt of pure adrenaline coursed through her veins. It couldn't be! She was sure she'd locked the door. Without wasting anymore time she ducks out of the way as the giant hand punches into her TV shattering it. Her head snapped around, and there he was.

Daddy Dearest. His 7'2 frame towering over Galfriend’s 5’6 body. His lavender skin was practically glowing in the dim light, his black eyes, with their disturbing red pinpricks, burned into her. He was dressed in his signature open black suit jacket, which revealed a dense patch of gray chest hair that looked like a steel wool scrub pad on his giant pecs. As his black leather pants seemed a bit too small for him, but it accentuated his large bulge, and just above his pants was another patch of hair this time covering his pubic area.

Galfriend’s entire body went cold. She’d thought he was out, the restaurant her GF’s mom had dragged him to ran late. She hadn't expected him. She wasn't sure how to play this. He wouldn’t expect her to know he was here, right? How did he know where she lived?Would he give her a chance to talk or start fighting?

Daddy Dearest gives her a smirk as he slams the broken TV that was still stuck onto his fist down, causing it to shatter and make the room blink a bit before going completely dark. And with a quick dash towards her he charges his large fist back and it rams into her gut, sending her flying back before crashing onto her window, as a few tiny glass shards stab her in the back.

She barely has time to recover as she sees Daddy Dearest flying at her with a fist covered in flames with how fast he was approaching her. She takes a tiny step and realizes her foot moved a little lower from her loose floorboard which sparks an idea in her head. As his large fist inches closer and closer, she sees his legs are spread a bit too wide for her taste, but she sees two large lumps just below where his soft cock is resting, before she stomps on the loose floorboard with all her might and sends it flying at the speed of light towards his tight bulge, and with a loud and sickening—

*WHACK* *CRUNCH*

The loose floorboard slams into Daddy Dearest’s unsuspecting balls, as the sudden blow stops him in his tracks before he finally falls down to the ground cupping his balls. Through Galfriend’s eyes it’s like the whole scene played in slow motion, as the floorboard inched closer and closer to Daddy Dearests fat nutsack, and as the impact landed she sees danglers flop around a bit despite being held in such a tight pair of pants.

“A-AAAAAUGHHHHHHH…..m-My… my nutssssss!!!!” Daddy Dearest says as he rolls around on the floor cupping his bruised balls.

“Nghh… That’s what you get!…. ngh.. for punching me.” Galfriend says as she holds her bruised stomach and walks closer to Daddy Dearest.

She notices his legs are still spread, but his groin is being cupped and covered by his veiny hands, so she slaps them away and unzips his pants letting his giant bull balls flop out and dangle side to side. As she steps back a bit she sees that the floorboard really did a number on his big seed factories. His balls are covered in bruises, as she takes a step back she notices her metal baseball bat lying just on the edge of her desk where crumpled papers of her failed raps are.

She skips over to her desk and picks up the metal baseball bat, before giving it a few test swings, as she skips back over to Daddy Dearests semi unresponsive body. As she gives his balls one last look, noticing them retract a bit from the cold air in her apartment, before gently placing her baseball bat on his sack, and gently tapping it on his left testicle and right testicle.

“Eeny Meeny Miny…MO!!” Galfriend shouts as she swings her heavy baseball bat into Daddy Dearests right nut with a loud—

*CRUNCH* *SLIP*

The metal baseball bat makes contact with Daddy Dearests ballsack with full force as Galfriend notices the sudden flatness in the right part of his sack, before throwing the baseball bat to the side and seeing his right testicle is nowhere to be seen, while his giant left ball is still pulsing from the floorboard.

Galfriend pulls out her phone to text GF and says—

Galfriend: I’m finally on my way over there babe~ Had to crack some nuts— well a nut first. Heheheh X))