The Revenge of Nightstar Canyon

*All characters over 18. Story contains graphic details, including ballbusting and castration.

Author’s Note: This story will be a bit long, because I had to include backstory. The next ones will be shorter.

The year was 2021 and the Earth was being destroyed. Men have lead the war on nature, being the head of corporations, the leader of countries. Their proud, rage and proclivity for greed has overwhelmed everything around them. Even with all the efforts of women to conserve the planet, it was futile. With pollution wreaking havoc across the planet, nature and life has been obliterated in place of cement and metal.

With it, the existence of magic had been dying. Mystical creatures began to lose their features: unicorns turned to horses, sea monsters changed to whales. But there were few places on the planet where magic remained, one being a forest in the United States called Nightstar Canyon.

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Blue Valley High School was only a couple miles from Nightstar Canyon, and as a result, the town was teeming with healthy life and nature. Most of the town were women, girls who lived in matriarchal households and single mothers, since most men have since moved to places on Earth where there is more construction and buildings. There were many programs on campus to preserve wildlife and other conservation organizations.

Tiffany was a senior, a proud feminist and the president of the Save Nightstar Club, which focused on keeping trash and litter away from the forest. She had bright blue hair, which framed her little face with big eyes and a button nose, and thought she stood tall and thin, she had the largest set of titties for a girl her age. Her shirt, which read “Males Are Pigs.”

She was pinning up a flier for a date to pick up trash around Nightstar when she heard a boy’s laugh and felt hands shove her against the wall.

“What is this, you little blue-hair bitch?”

She felt hot breath against her neck, and the feeling of a strong muscular body pushing against her. She felt hands roam down her curvy body, and a hard member began to engorge against her ass. Her heart pounded with anxiety, anger and fear. She hated this male with every ounce of her being, and without even looking at him, she knew exactly who he was.

“Get the fuck off of me, Trevor,” she said, squirming and pushing her hands against the wall to get him to back off. “What does it look like I’m doing?”

He was her ex-boyfriend from two years ago, when she was only a Sophomore. It seemed unlikely for her to date him, but he was big, handsome and the captain of the football team, so she put up his stupidity and lack of a brain for nearly a year.

“Looks like you’re being a little bitch. Still crying about saving the planet and all that bullshit?”

“It’s not bullshit, now get the fuck off me or I swear to god once I get out of this, I am going to cut off your tiny little dick that could barely make me cum.”

“Shut the fuck up, you brainless bitch. But you always were a fighter,” he was laughing with no humor, but he yielded, letting go of her. She turned around only in time for him to pin her back against the wall, his hands on her wrists held above her and his face nearly inches from her face so that she could smell his breath. It smelled like protein powder and meat. She was a vegetarian.

He was handsome in all the ways a man could be handsome. He had thick dark hair and big, hard features. His body was bulging with solid muscle, and he stood 6 feet tall. His skin was a pale olive, lined with scars from all his years playing in the field as a linebacker.

“You know, bitches like you always remind me of why my brothers, my dad and I are still here. To bring some fucking common sense to this shithole town of dumbass girls. Look what happened, women began to be elected as city counselors and now there’s no money in the economy. Businesses are dying, our gas prices shoot up like crazy. Delusional bitches who would choose plants over human beings turning it all to shit.”

“That’s the fucking point, Trevor. Gasoline and fuel emissions from cars are destroying the atmosphere, and businesses do nothing but expand, driving ventures to dig into the crowd, carve up the life of the planet, cut down trees to make place for more buildings. It’s men like you ruining our one planet, that we share with many other life forms. It’s not just you males that watch football laying on your musty couch with stinky balls all day who live on Earth. It’s women too, my sisters, my mom and a hundred other magical creatures.”

Now he was really laughing, loud and bolstering. “Did you just say magical creatures? God, you really are a dumb fucking bitch. They don’t exist. But even if they did, I don’t care about them or your fucking sisters and mom. The only thing I want and you should be worried about is when and where I’m going to get you alone, away from… prying eyes,” he said, his eyes darting around the angry gazes of women around him who are starting to close in on the situation to save Tiffany, “and have you all to myself again.”

“Well, first, I’m not an object. Second, you wouldn’t even be able to get your tiny prick past my teeth. Third, I’ll save you some time and wishful thinking. That day, won’t be today,” she said, as he held her arms above her head, his broad chest leaning into hers, he left his legs wide open. She took her leg, bent at the knee and with a wide swing, barreled it right into his dangling big balls.

She felt his crush underneath her knee, slamming right at the base of his dick into his pelvic bone. She heard a tiny little high-pitched yelp come from Trevor’s mouth, before his eyes rolled back into his big head and his hold on her loosened as he fell onto the ground, clutching his man eggs. He was groaning, drool slobbering onto the floor.

From around the corner, his friends heard the chorus of laughing women all around the hallway who high-fived Tiffany, and stepped over Trevor’s body as he lie there holding his testicles in pain to get to class.

Aaron and Dylan raced up to him, watched as Tiffany stared laughing, throwing her back behind her back.

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“Sheesh bro, do you really want to go into there?”

Dylan and Aaron were also football players, and his closest friends. They stood behind Trevor, as they all stared up at the big border of giant trees that ran for miles long east and west on the outskirts of town.

Trevor carried two sixpacks of beer in each hand, a lit cigarette in his mouth and a backwards cap repping his favorite football team, the New England Patriots. They were going to watch the game on a portable television with advanced satellite technology from inside the forest. They wanted to do something fun before they all left to pursue careers in the big men-lead cities next year after they graduate Blue Valley High.

“Don’t be fucking pussies,” he said, already heading in. “Hurry, or we’re going to miss the kickoff.”

Dylan and Aaron shrugged, agreed and followed Trevor as they parted the trees and headed in. This was all their first times going into the forest, apart from hearing all the girls cry about it. There was no path like they expected, only dirt ground covered in sparse moss and a thick canopy made of overhanging leaves. The forest seemed to stretch for miles, but it was lit up with sunlight and floating wisps of sparkling dust.

They picked their way through the forest for only half a mile a mile when they heard a voice. It was close by. It was hushed whispering, frantic words.

Trevor cocked his head right, squinted his eyes and shouted, “who is it!”

There was a rummaging of leaves, before a familiar figure burst out into the clearing, wearing a skimpy dress and her eyes weary with fear. It was Tiffany.

“What the fuck are you doing?” Her eyes drifted down to all the boys’ cases of beer and back up at Trevor huffing his cigarette. “Why the fuck did you bring that?”

She seemed flustered, as if she had to stop a secret conversation with someone mid-sentence and had to pretend she was alone.

“None of your fuckin’ business, bitch. But if you had to know, we’re gonna watch the Patriots game. We want to do it somewhere where bitches like you won’t be making too much noise.”

“Turn around and get out now. The f- creatures.. in here, are angry right now. They heard along the vines that other forests where magic still remains are beginning to be torn apart by capitalism. You’ll find no fun here. Even I am leaving, and I spend most days here.”

Now all three boys started laughing, but Trevor the hardest. “You think you’re going to scare us off with that bullshit? We’re not like your other pussy faint-hearted female girlfriends and we have bigger brains. You can’t trick us to get us to leave. You’d have to try harder than that, sugar tits.”

“Jesus, don’t call me that. And I’m not tricking you, but honestly, I don’t even know why I am helping you. Fine- stay here. I’m getting the fuck out.”

“Oh, not so fast,” Trevor said, clutching his dick beginning to rise at the thought of being all alone with her. “I still haven’t gotten my way with you.”

But he was annoyed that she didn’t seem the least bit worried. Only angry. She muttered some words, which he thought he might’ve been dialing the police when suddenly the tree leaves swung in between them, separating them like a curtain and a gust of wind blew them backwards.

“What the fuck was that?” Dylan asked hurriedly, worry in his voice.

“Calm down, bro,” Trevor said, picking himself back up, throwing his still smoking cigarette onto the ground. The leaves it landed on seemed to hiss in retaliation. Surely, it was just the burn of it after the hot cigarette blunt sizzled it. “Just some freak wind. She’s lucky, but let’s forget about it. We have a game to catch.”

“Damn,” Aaron said, “I was getting really horny starting at her. And this was the perfect chance.”

“Yeah, I know, man but whatever. We have a whole summer to get our dicks wet and empty our balls,” Trevor said, clapping him on the back.

They continued another two miles before they found a nice clearing and set up camp. They folded out three chairs around a tree stump, and began to drink their beers, belching and man spreading as they watched the game. They downed and shotgunned several beers, before crushing them on their heads, laughing as they threw it behind them into the clearing.

The stink of their unwashed balls began to drift into the forest, as there has never been men in here before. They did what all boys did: be dirty. Trevor was scratching his fat balls, hands down his pants. Dylan was picking his nose.

Aaron was the first to get up, scratching his dick where his boxers got scrunched up. “Sorry boys, I gotta take a piss. Tell me what I missed.”

The other boys didn’t even seem to hear him, their eyes fixated on the screens. He walked a few feet, turned a tree before he groaned, whipping out his pink cock. It was a good size, but his balls were small. After staring at Tiffany earlier, he wondered if he should just get his rocks off now and get her out of his mind. He pissed on the tree, splattering against the leaves and bark, before he grabbed his cock.

He slowly began to rub his dick, up and down. He thought of Tiffany’s plump little ass, her giant titties bouncing as she walked, he imagined himself hugging against her. His eyes rolled back in his head and he leaned back.

Suddenly, he felt a warmth around his balls. He thought he must’ve already nutted, but no.. He didn’t feel it. So he opened his eyes, and there was an abnormally large squirrel at the base of the tree, standing in his piss.

The squirrels little black hands were on his balls, cupping them. Aaron wasn’t worried, his dumb proud male brain convinced himself that the squirrel thought his small nuts were big acorns.

He didn’t stop jacking off, his hand slowly stroking his cock and the other at his side. “Little guy, get the fuck off me.” He began to swat at the squirrel, but it didn’t seem to move. It’s beady eyes furrowed and for a second, Aaron thinks it looks mad. Then there was a slink, and the giant claws slid out from the squirrel’s hands unnaturally, and lodged itself deep into Aaron’s scrotum.

He screamed, “AHHHHHHHHHHH,” and he began to throw himself backwards, his half-hard cock flopping as it began to deflate, his balls flaring in pain and blood dripping out, as the evil squirrel remain attached. It’s trying to steal his nuts.

He was thrashing around, the squirrel’s claws still dug into his balls, when he tripped over an elongated snake, which had sprawled itself out on the ground.

He fell to the ground, still screaming,
but a hundred yards away, Trevor and Dylan heard nothing but themselves roaring and the sound of the games commentator on the television.

Suddenly, he felt something grab his wrists. It was the trees itself, extending and moving its branches like living snakes, and it yanked back, pulling him back and fastening his hands to the base of the tree.

Two more branches slithered out from the roots on the ground, and wrapped around his ankle, and pulled his legs wide. The squirrel still stood in between his legs, now on it’s hind feet, his claws still in Aaron’s balls. He was too shock to say anything, the pain of it all was too overpowering.

Suddenly, the squirrel opened its tiny mouth and talked. “Stupid human boy, you and those males like you have always looked down upon us. Your technology have turned my brethren into common park squirrels, rendered them speechless and claw-less, bent to your every whim.”

“What the fuck?!”

“Shut up, boy. You will listen, though men like you never do. Or else I will tear your balls right off, understand?”

Aaron frantically nodded his head.

“Good boy. What are your other friends’ names?”

“Why the fuck do you want to know?”

The grip of the squirrel tightened, his claws digging in further.

“Okay, please stop! Their names are Trevor and Dylan!”

“Ah, yes. Tiffany told us of them and their treacheries. You, though still a vile boy who have polluted our planet and drained out magic from this world, have done less to harm our beloved girl. I heard what you said about her, and I can read what you have thought about her in your mind’s eyes. You will still be punished. I will leave your cock, so that you may enjoy your many male whims and keep apart of your manhood pride, but I will be taking your testicles. We cannot risk the chance of your planting your seed in Tiffany, or in this forest. Your urine is toxic, filled with alcohol and has poisoned my tree which I call my home. Your seed is vile, all male seed is horrible and poisonous. Thank you Serpentine and I have formulated this plan or else the entire forest would’ve been doomed by your perversion and lack of control. You would’ve masturbated to completion in this forest? Where all animals are watching? Have you no decency?”

“PLEASE- I didn’t mean it. I couldn’t hold it in, I had blue balls! Please don’t take my-!”

“And now you will have no balls at all. You should be grateful that it was I who found you about to defile our forest. If the fairies had found you. Oh… they would’ve had no mercy. I doubt you’d even make it out of this forest alive. But we have talked too much. Maybe now you will learn of life and magic beyond your musty bed, with unwashed linen and socks full of cum beneath your bed.”

The squirrel ignored the boy’s pleas, and with a sharp pull, he cut through the skin of the scrotum and severed the line that held up all males’ balls. Aaron screamed as his ball sack was separated from his body, and dangled from the squirrels small hands.

The squirrel held up his balls, dripping with blood, two balls now dangling around loosely in the ballbag without any support holding it up.

“A tiny haul. Even the smallest acorns in my storage are bigger than this. I don’t even think it will be enough to feed all my children. Maybe one or two. It could be a light snack, not even a meal. You called yourself a man? Is it because of your muscles? Well, look how they helped you against the power of nature. Against nature, you are only a boy.”

Aaron moaned, watching the squirrel hurry away back up the tree he was pissing on. Aaron was already unconscious, his head lolling against the tree as the forest began to plot the fate of his two friends.