Piggy’s Balls: Netflix and Definitely Not Chill (Threats, Cutting)

**Disclaimer:** These stories are a work of fiction. None of the events depicted have occurred as they are depicted.

Here are the previous chapters.

* [Chapter 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/BallbustingStories/comments/105f9yu/piggys_balls_chapter_1_planning_threats_intro/) (Planning, Threats)
* [Chapter 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/BallbustingStories/comments/109z0ne/piggys_balls_chapter_2_new_friends_punching/) (Punching)
* [Chapter 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/BallbustingStories/comments/1aw4hsd/piggys_balls_chapter_3_the_thrill_of_victory_the/) (Crushing)
* [Chapter 4](https://www.reddit.com/r/BallbustingStories/comments/1aw4w7c/piggys_balls_chapter_4_playing_simon_hammering/) (hammering)
* [Chapter 5,6,7](https://www.reddit.com/r/BallbustingStories/comments/1sbthuj/piggys_balls_chapters_5_6_7_jodie_the_evil/) (Mallet Hits)
* [Chapter 8, 9](https://www.reddit.com/r/BallbustingStories/comments/1si1icb/piggys_balls_chapter_8_and_9_red_light_green_light/) (Punching, Stun Gun)
* [Chapter 10](https://www.reddit.com/r/BallbustingStories/comments/1sjtxzk/piggys_balls_chapter_10_scream_for_me_kicking/) (Kicking)



# Piggy’s Balls Chapter 11: Netflix and Definitely Not Chill (Threats, Cutting)

Piggy waited until the deep, black-purple swelling in his sack had faded enough that he could draw a full breath without his stomach trying to crawl up his throat. Three full days after Alexis’s brutal kicking session he finally texted Jodie. *Hey. You free Friday night? If you still wanna hang out.*

Her reply came back instantly: *YES!!! My dorm. Netflix and chill. Bring those pretty hog nuts.*

The second he stepped inside her dorm room, his stomach dropped. A neat row of hammers lay spread across her nightstand—claw hammer, ball-peen, rubber mallet—the same rubber mallet she’d used last time, the one that had left him curled up crying and begging her to stop. Jodie caught him staring and grinned.

“Boyfriend’s here!” she sang, yanking him inside by his shirt. She was wearing nothing but an oversized flannel shirt hanging open, heavy pale tits swaying as she moved. “Don’t worry about those. They’re just for show tonight… mostly.”

She kissed him hard, cherry ChapStick and hunger, then shoved him onto the bed. Her thick body climbed on top of him immediately, soft heavy breasts smothering his chest as she straddled his thigh and ground her hairy pussy against him.

“Missed these so much,” she whispered, reaching straight down and grabbing his balls in one strong hand. She gave them a slow, crushing squeeze that made his eyes water. “Mmm. Still a little swollen from Alexis, huh? Poor things. I hate that she got to play with them without me. I wasn’t even invited to that stupid red-light-green-light game. Karen told me everything. That’s why I want you all to myself from now on. These hog nuts are *mine*.”

Piggy gasped as she twisted her grip. “W-what about Alexis…?”

“Screw Alexis,” Jodie said flatly, squeezing harder. “She’s had her turn. Now it’s my turn forever.”

The words sat cold in his gut. He didn’t dare argue.

She rolled his balls between her fingers like stress toys while her heavy tits dragged across his face. “Look how big and smooth they are… like two perfect plums. I keep thinking about cutting them open, sugar. Just peeling that skin right apart so I can see what’s inside. Bet they’d twitch and leak while I kiss them. Wouldn’t that be romantic?”

While she was talking, Piggy’s eyes drifted across the room again. The hammers were still lined up on the nightstand like tools waiting for a job. Alexis’s warning echoed in his head: *Jodie’s not safe. She’s gonna go too far one day and you’re gonna let her.* He’d brushed it off then. Now, with her full weight on top of him and her hand crushing his balls, the warning felt a lot more real.

She popped his shorts down, wrapped her clumsy, teeth-heavy mouth around his cock, and started sucking. The moment he came she bit down hard behind the head, leaving deep red marks. While he was still gasping, she snatched the small folding knife from the nightstand.

“Hold still, sugar,” she cooed, pinning him with her thick thigh and yanking his balls downward. The blade kissed the bottom of his sack, right where it met his perineum. “This is how I show I care.”

The cut was ugly and jagged. A sharp line of fire, then the sickening tug as a tiny oval of skin came free. Blood welled up instantly. Jodie held the little piece up like a trophy, eyes shining.

“Perfect. Gonna keep this forever.” She kissed the bleeding cut, licked the blood off her lips, then leaned in close, voice low and sleepy. “Next time though… I’m taking a piece of an actual nut. Just a tiny sliver so I can keep part of you inside me forever.”

She curled up against him, heavy breasts squishing against his chest, one hand still gently cupping his bleeding sack, and yawned. “Best date ever…”

Her snores started a minute later. Piggy lay there rigid, heart hammering, the tiny missing patch of skin burning like fire. Alexis had been right. Jodie wasn’t safe. And he’d just let her carve a piece off him like it was nothing.

Only when he was sure she was fully asleep did he finally ease out from under her. His shorts were still on the floor where she’d tossed them. The second he pulled them up, warm blood started leaking into the fabric, soaking through the crotch. He slipped out the door barefoot and limped down the dorm hallway, one hand pressed to his bleeding testicles.

The warm night air hit his face, but the cold feeling in his gut stayed.

He was in way over his head.

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**Author's Note:** I have a full outline for this entire story cycle, so generating future chapters should be fast.

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