My High School's Tradition

All characters are at least 18 years old.

"Katie, I am excited our of my fucking mind!" Carly shouted.

Carly was my best friend. Her eyes sparkled as we strolled down the hallway, gushing about the high school tradition she was about to take part in. She had been waiting for this moment her entire high school career. Her blond hair and big tits bobbed with every word. Carly's enthusiasm was palpable as she stretched her toned legs, which she had worked hard for all year. They were sun-kissed, and her minidress made them look even longer. Guys couldn't look away.

The hallway was a buzz of anticipation, as the other girls spoke and giggled about the tradition.

One of them said, "Did you see how much more toned her legs are lately? Those balls are gonna turn into pudding."

Another said, "Fuck, I just wish I could be Carly today and nuke those nuts myself."

Carly had won nearly 100% of the vote to deliver the kick this year. Despite their jealousy, all the popular girls had a great deal of respect for her charisma. Meanwhile, just about every guy in the school considered Carly the hottest girl they'd ever seen.

I knew Carly would do something epic, something that would make her another of the high school's ball-kicking legends.

For the boys, the tension in the hallways was thick. You could hear whispers of dread as the guys walked by, each one wondering if he was going to be the unlucky soul on the receiving end. They rightly suspected that the popular girls voted for Carly. Funny how the sight of her perfect toned legs made them feel both pleasure and fear.

The excitement was contagious, even for our gym teacher, Ms. Mercer. It was known that Ms. Mercer had been chosen to deliver the kick back during her senior year. The story of her ball-kick was one of many that had been passed down.

Ms. Mercer was an amazing kicker on the football team. She even broke the record for longest field goal in the high school's history. Everyone knew the cute quarterback had a crush on her. She kicked him in the balls so hard that he needed multiple surgeries. He even lost his football scholarship.

The bell rang, signaling the end of the school day. Carly and I rushed to the locker room, her cheeks flushed with excitement. The locker room was a cacophony of giggles and whispers as the girls talked about the upcoming event. Carly's voice cut through the noise as she announced, "Alright, bitches, it's time to pick our victim."

The girls formed a huddle, exchanging knowing glances. After a moment of discussion, they broke apart, and a murmur grew louder until it was a consensus. The chosen one was none other than Alex, the school's star basketball player and resident womanizer. His cockiness had made him infamous among the female population, and this was their chance to put him in his place. Most importantly of all, he had the biggest bulge in the school, which he loved to show off in form-fitting shorts.

The plan was set into motion. Carly and a few of the other popular girls approached Alex, who was strutting down the hallway, his big bulge bouncing in his skintight black shorts. They called him over with a wink and a giggle, playing it cool. Alex's smug smile grew wider as he sauntered towards them, clearly expecting a round of flattery and maybe a blowjob.

As he stepped closer, Carly's eyes locked onto his basket, and she took a deep breath. She slid her now bare foot out of its sandal. She'd painted her toes pink that morning. Without warning, she swung her leg back and then thrust it forward with the force of all her will, her foot connecting squarely with his huge balls. The sound echoed through the hallway, a sickening 'thwack' that was immediately followed by a high-pitched squeal of agony.

Time seemed to stand still as her foot was buried in his sack, flattening his juicy nuts. Alex's shocked eyes looked down at the foot dominating his manhood. As those eyes filled with tears, they followed the beautiful leg to its luscious thigh. Those agonized eyes then focused on the weakness-free pink panty-clad pussy as Carly's minidress flew up from the kick. His eyes then aimed at her perfect tits, outlined in her tight dress, then to the look of ecstatic glee that formed Carly's face. Just to rub it in, she stuck her tongue out at him.

With Carly's foot rising deeper into his balls than ever, Alex stood like a shivering statue. Carly's foot began mangling his balls, with her sometimes turning her foot left and right, sometimes shaking it like a jackhammer. She kept drilling harder and harder, digging deeper and deeper, even after it felt like his helpless balls may have popped. Pathetic screeches came out of Alex's throat.

Every guy around winced, groaned, and convulsed as if they'd been kicked in the balls. By the looks on their faces, it seemed like they really could feel the nut-pain.

Alex's knees buckled, and he crumpled to the floor. He was in a fetal position, both hands cradling whatever was left of his defeated manhood. There was no escaping the hell that radiated both within and from those swelling nuts. The smugness that had been a permanent fixture on his face was now replaced by pure agony, often interrupted by a look of shock as the nut-pain seemed to keep getting worse.

Carly stepped forward, pulled up her dress, and squatted with her triumphant womanhood just above his face of now impotent rage.

In a voice that was both sadistic and innocent, Carly said, "Oops. Did I kick your nutties?"

A rage-filled groan burst through his lips.

Carly continued, "How about I make it up to you by letting you kick my crotch? Oh wait, that wouldn't make it fair at all since I don't have any pathetic nuts like you do."

Carly giggled as she wiggled her pussy in his furious face.

The crowd of students gathered around as the spectacle grew larger by the second, a mix of horrified gasps and cheers filling the air. All the girls had wet spots, even the wincing sympathetic ones. As horrified as the onlooking guys were, they all had noticeable hard-ons. The sight of the school's basketball hero being completely emasculated by the hottest girl in school was too juicy to resist. Ms. Mercer and the other teachers, all of whom were women, failed to hide the absolute glee in their eyes.

Alex's face was a mask of pain, his breath coming in ragged gasps against her pussy. His eyes keep shifting from Carly's smug smirk to her dominant womanhood. He knew she was right. He could never truly get back at her because she did not have the curse of testicles. All he could do was writhe there. Every nerve in his testicles screamed, ensuring he never forgot how inferior his sex was.

"You know Alex, you have such big balls that I expected you to be tougher than this. Oh wait, I know why one little kick turned you into a little baby. You must not have balls anymore."