Piggy’s Balls: “Pin the Dick on the Piggy” (Needles and Staples)
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: Planning (Threats and Setup) Chapter 2: New Friends (Punching Game) Chapter 3: The Thrill of Victory, the Agony of Defeat (Crushing) Chapter 4: Playing Simon (Hammering Game) Chapter 5,6,7: Jodie’s Date (Mallet and Blowjob) Chapter 8, 9: Red Light, Green Light (Punching and Stun Gun) Chapter 10: Scream for Me (Brutal Kicking) Chapter 11: Netflix and Definitely Not Chill (Threats and Cutting) Chapter 12: “The Apology That Backfired” (Aftercare, humiliation) Chapter 13: The Darkest Low Point (Ball Hanging, Hammering, Fear) Chapter 14: “Angry Boyfriend” (Humiliation, Nailing) Chapter 15: “Rescue & Revenge” (Nail Removal, Stun Gun, Dick Crushing) Chapter 16 – “The Day Piggy’s Balls Failed Him” (Aftercare, Reconciliation) Piggy’s Balls Chapter 17: “Pin the Dick on the Piggy” (Needles and Staples) Late afternoon light slanted through the living-room windows, turning the rum-and-apple drinks on the coffee table a warm golden color. Alexis lounged on the couch in nothing but her favorite sheer mesh bra and matching panties, long nipples already stiff and pushing sideways against the thin fabric. Ash sat cross-legged on the floor beside her in tight athletic shorts and a sports bra that did little to hide the way her small breasts moved when she laughed. Karen, bubbly as ever in a lacy pink bra and panty set, was sprawled across the armchair, freckled skin flushed from the strong drinks.
Piggy—still a little tender from the long healing process but moving easier every day—moved between them in loose shorts and a butler’s collared shirt, refilling glasses and setting out chips. His large, smooth, shaved balls shifted heavily inside the fabric with every step. The tiny jagged scar near the base of his scrotum from Jodie’s knife was the only permanent reminder of the nightmare; everything else had faded to faint yellow bruising.
Alexis caught Ash’s eye and let her hand trail lazily along the blonde’s toned thigh. “Babe, you’ve been staring at my tits for the last ten minutes.”
Ash smirked, not even pretending to deny it. “Can you blame me?”
Karen giggled, kicking her bare feet in the air. “God, I missed this. Remember Simon? Before everything went to shit? That was the most fun I’d had in my whole life.”
Alexis’s grin turned wicked. “Exactly. Which is why I’ve got a brand-new game tonight. Something fresh. Something nasty.” She reached behind the couch and hauled out a large, colorful poster-board target she’d spent the afternoon making. Concentric rings in bright red, yellow, blue, and green radiated out from a bullseye-shaped hole in the center. Each ring was labeled with point values: 5, 10, 15, and 50/100 for the hole.
The girls leaned in, curious. Alexis explained the rules with theatrical flair.
“Piggy holds the board right here—” she patted the air at crotch height, “—arms out like a good little easel. His big pretty balls go through this pre-cut hole so they bulge out right in the bullseye. You get blindfolded or spun, then you try to ‘pin the dick on the piggy’ with this.” She held up a thick, realistic dildo. A small sewing needle had been carefully tied to the back of the dildo with strong thread. “Verbal coaching only—no peeking. Hits score points based on where the needle lands. Fail to stick it on the board and you strip one item. 50 if you prick the bullseye, 100 if you stick it on the bullseye and Piggy has to praise it extra enthusiastically. Loser of each round has to kiss either Piggy’s balls or another girl’s lips—your choice. First to three hundred points wins the whole game and gets to pick the finishing move.”
Piggy’s nervous laugh was genuine. He dropped his shorts without being asked, his heavy sack swinging free. The girls let out appreciative murmurs at the sight of his attractive balls—large, smooth, and already looking eager. He stepped forward, pushed the thick orbs through the bullseye hole until they bulged obscenely on the front of the board, and locked his arms out to hold it steady.
“Ready when you are, ladies,” he said, forcing the big fake smile he knew they loved. “Aim for the bullseye.”
Drinks clinked.
Round 1
Alexis spun Ash first, blindfolded her with a bandana, and gave her a quick, flirty slap on the ass for luck. The other two whooped and cheered as Piggy braced. Ash set off, giggling. “Left… left… no, your other left!” Karen shouted. Ash stabbed forward. The needle pricked the scrotum just above the left ball—shallow, barely breaking skin. A tiny bead of blood welled up.
Piggy exhaled sharply but kept the smile. “Good one, Ash! Nice and sharp!”
Karen clapped. “50 points! My turn.”
The game was on. Karen took her turn and stuck the target in the 5-point zone, but not the balls. Alexis stuck the target at 15 points. Karen, as the round’s loser, looked straight at Alexis while she kissed Ash on the lips.
Round 2
Ash missed the target and removed her sports bra, small breasts bouncing freely as she moved. Karen’s lacy pink bra was still on, but her nipples were stiff and puffy. As she stumbled toward the target she landed a perfect bullseye. The needle sank shallowly into the meat of Piggy’s left testicle. The big orb twitched visibly around the thin steel. A bright drop of blood ran down the smooth curve.
“Ohhh fuck,” Piggy breathed, voice tight but still cheerful. “That one went deep, Karen. Excellent shot. 100 points!”
The girls lost it cheering. Alexis’s nipples were visibly harder through the mesh. She was already wet; the girls could see the dark spot spreading on her panties as she went and again stuck 15 points.
Ash headed toward Alexis, then playfully redirected at the last minute, kissing Karen while staring Alexis in the face. It just made Alexis more aroused.
Rounds 3
Ash’s turn again. She was on target, and when she realized it she got savage, muttering “Fucker” under her breath as she drove the needle in hard. The left ball dimpled visibly around the steel. The needle pierced deeper. Blood began to drip steadily from multiple puncture points, tracing shiny red lines down the heavy sack. Each fresh prick sent a sharp, stinging heat blooming through Piggy’s balls that quickly turned into a deep, throbbing pulse. The orbs tried to pull back instinctively, but the board held them trapped and presented.
Piggy’s smile cracked for half a second, nausea rolling through his gut, but he rallied. “Damn, Ash… that one really bit. Good one. 100 points!”
Alexis stepped in smoothly, hand on Ash’s shoulder. “Easy, babe. We want him tomorrow, remember?” She kissed Ash’s neck, whispering something that made the blonde shiver and nod. The protective touch was gentle but unmistakable. Ash softened immediately, sheepish grin returning.
Karen’s next try was a miss, and she lost the bra, her small pale breasts with puffy pink nipples bouncing free. Alexis got 15 points again. Karen went to kiss Ash again, but instead grabbed Alexis’s butt tightly and kissed her lips. Piggy enjoyed the view as their chests pushed together and the surprised and aroused face Alexis gave.
Rounds 4
Ash missed, and her athletic shorts hit the floor next, revealing her toned ass and protruding pussy lips. Karen pricked the balls again, causing Piggy a bit of a flinch and earning 50 points. Alexis missed this round too, peeling off her panties, shaved pussy glistening. Ash said, “I guess we both missed, so we have to kiss each other.”
Alexis held up one finger, walked directly toward Piggy, and leaned down to kiss his bleeding nuts. Then, blood still coloring her lips, she summoned Ash to her, and they kissed passionately inches from Piggy’s face.
Rounds 5
Karen held up the dildo, needle still dangling. “This is fun, but… I brought something better.” She produced a medical stapler from her bag with a wicked grin.
Ash’s eyes lit up. “Oh my god, yes, let’s staple those fucking nuts.”
Alexis said, “Wait. Piggy, is it ok?”
Piggy looked at the stapler, and back to the dildo with the needle. He judged them to be similar, and started to say ‘yes’, then instead said, “Hell Yah!”
The room exploded with laughter and cheers.
Ash’s first staple landed with a loud THUNK. Tiny metal prongs punched into the already punctured scrotum just below the right ball. The skin puckered and dimpled around the staple. Piggy’s breath caught hard; fresh heat and pressure bloomed deep inside the swollen orb, a sharp metallic bite that radiated outward in hot, nauseating waves. The heavy testicle tried to retract but the board kept it perfectly presented, forcing the pain to bloom fully.
“That one went deep—nice shot! 100 points,” he forced out, voice hoarse but smiling.
Karen missed the board. She lost her panties, displaying red pubes. Alexis was on target, and another staple thunked into Piggy’s tender nuts.
“Great shot Alexis,” he said, a tear forming in his eye. “100 points!”
Karen decided this time to repeat with Ash the passionate kiss she’d just given Alexis, including the aggressive butt grab.
Rounds 6
Ash took the stapler, and before Alexis could add the blindfold, she said “Come here fucker!” and started toward Piggy’s nuts.
Piggy recoiled, but Alexis was there instantly, arm around Ash’s waist. “Whoa, easy, babe. Let’s stick to the rules.” She kissed Ash slow and deep, calming her instantly. Ash pulled back, apologetic. “Sorry, Piggy. Got lost in it.”
Blindfold in place, Ash put another staple into Piggy’s nuts. The THUNK was louder this time, the prongs driving deep into already bruised meat. A fresh spike of agony lanced through the left ball, the skin stretching tight around the new metal bite as the orb swelled heavier and darker. Nausea rolled up his gut in thick waves, the deep internal heat pulsing in time with his heartbeat.
A little more pain in his voice than before, he said, “Great shot. 100 points.”
Karen was perfectly on target as well. Piggy’s balls had swelled dramatically by this point, turning a vivid purple-black at every puncture and staple site. The heavy orbs glistened with blood and sweat, skin stretched tight and shiny. Each new THUNK sent fresh waves of nausea and pulsing heat through Piggy’s gut, but he kept the praise coming, genuinely happy to be here with them—safe, wanted, and part of the fun again. “100 Points!”
Alexis missed, removed her bra, and she kissed Ash, this time taking a cue from Karen and also grabbing Ash’s ass.
Final Sudden-Death Round
Ash took the stapler, and while getting blindfolded, she asked curiously, “Does anyone remember the score?”
Karen and Alexis exchanged glances, then looked at Piggy. Piggy shook his head—hard to keep count when sexy girls are driving staples into your nuts, harder yet when they are making out too.
Alexis declared it. One last blindfolded staple attempt each. The winner gets to take the staples out, while the losers have to make out until the winner is done with Piggy’s nuts.
Ash got only 5 points, in part because Karen tried to give her conflicting directions from Alexis.
Karen however, positioned herself perfectly before the blindfold, and no amount of misdirection from the other girls could make her miss. She sunk another staple into Piggy’s balls, and he yelped, then said “100 points.”
Alexis was up. She took the stapler, and stared straight at Ash while Karen applied the blindfold. Then immediately Alexis fired the staple into the air. “Oops I missed,” she said.
“Karen I guess that makes you the winner,” Alexis continued as she removed her blindfold, never looking away from Ash.
Karen cheered and high-fived Piggy. Piggy’s balls were a mess—massively swollen, purple-black, dotted with fresh staples and needle punctures, glistening and heavy—but still somehow pretty, still his.
Finale
Karen beamed. “I’ll start taking the staples out… while you two make out the whole time.”
Alexis grinned, already pulling Ash into her arms. “Deal.” Karen took her sweet time removing the staples, deliberately slow on the last one so Piggy and she could watch Alexis and Ash kiss—deep, hungry, tongues sliding, hands roaming over bare breasts and toned backs. Alexis’s nipples were rock-hard and dragging against Ash’s smaller chest. Both women were visibly into it.
Karen finally plucked the last staple free and gently bandaged the hurting but resilient sack. Finally, Piggy lowered the board and eased his balls back through the hole. He was glowing—sore, yes, but genuinely happy.
They were still undressed and laughing, passing around fresh drinks, when the doorbell rang.
Piggy—naked from the waist down, spongebob bandages now adorned his swollen, stapled balls—waddled cheerfully to the door, still riding the high of the makeout session and the safe, loving vibe.
He opened the door to find Madison standing there, voluptuous and confident, looking exactly as hot as she had the first night she’d punched his balls in his first college party. Her eyes dropped straight to the bandaged, swollen sack, then back up to his face.
“Hey… Piggy, right?” she said, smiling but clearly trying to be polite.
Piggy nodded, warm and without a trace of shame.
Madison hesitated, then asked earnestly, “If it’s alright, I’d like to call you something other than Piggy. Do you maybe have a real name?”
Piggy’s smile was genuine and bright. “Actually… my real name’s Paul.”
Madison’s eyes lit up with recognition and clear interest. “Paul. Huh. Nice to meet you, Paul.” She lingered a beat, taking in the whole scene behind him—the naked, laughing girls, the target board, the unmistakable smell of sex and rum in the air.
From the living room Alexis called out happily, “Madison! Get in here—you’re just in time for the next game!”
Piggy stepped aside, holding the door wide. Madison walked in, already peeling off her jacket with a curious, eager grin.
As the door clicked shut behind her, Alexis raised her glass. “To new friends… and old favorites.”
Paul—Piggy—laughed softly, balls throbbing but heart full, and followed the girls back into the living room, ready for whatever came next.
Author's Note: I have drafted the entire Piggy saga. 17 chapters and an Epilogue. It's the most insane work of art I've ever been a part of.
This chapter is the new normal before the epilogue.