Girl Power! Part 2 and 3: Vigilante Justice

Here's the next two chapters! I posted them together since they're short. Oh, and since I forgot to mention last time, all characters involved in ballbusting are 18+.

Link to part 1: https://www.reddit.com/r/BallbustingStories/comments/vwit84/girl\_power\_part\_1\_rileys\_ballbusting\_awakening/?utm\_source=share&utm\_medium=web2x&context=3

2.

I was still buzzing hours later at lunchtime. I needed to get some of these thoughts out of my head. I found Eleanor in the cafeteria and took a seat next to her. ‘Ellie. Hey. Did you see… This morning…’


‘Oh my God. Yes. You totally decked Owen! That was amazing. You so should have done that weeks ago.’


That hadn’t even crossed my mind. Should I have? He hadn’t laid a finger on me until today… But on the other hand… ‘Do you think? I mean, I only kicked him because he grabbed my ass. He was just annoying before.’


‘Riley, that was sexual harassment. He would have deserved it on day one. And there’s no way you’re the first girl he’s gotten handsy with.’


Ellie was right. Owen’s reputation stretched back months, at least. ‘Do you think anything will change? With how he’s acting?’


‘I give it a week before he starts again. He’s probably going to need reminding.’ She emphasised that last word with a pointed look. I got her meaning, and I was surprised at how much it excited me.


‘Oh my God, you think so? Can I do that?’


‘You’d be doing a public service, honestly. Half the guys in this place only think with their dicks. They just need to be… *gently persuaded* to think a little more respectfully.’


I imagined the scenario Ellie was describing. Going a whole day without being ogled or catcalled was a fantasy, and I’d just been told I had the power to make it reality. And if I could do it while taking out my frustration on the root of all that toxic masculinity… Even better.


‘I’m gonna keep doing it.’


Now that we weren’t dealing with hypotheticals, Ellie was suddenly a little more reserved. ‘Oh, okay, but maybe wait to see if Owen does start to act up again…’


‘Not just Owen. Anyone who tries that shit.’


Ellie drew a sharp breath. ‘Shit, Riley, I was kidding. You can’t just go around kicking guys in the nuts.’


‘If they can go around molesting us, why the hell not?’


‘For one, some of those guys are strong. You could get hurt! And two, you could get *expelled* for that!’


‘You worry too much. I’m stronger than I look. And no guy is gonna go around telling people he got beat up by a girl half his size.’


I knew I could get Ellie on board if I could show her that it needed to be done, and I was sure it wouldn’t take long for some asshole to paint a target on his crotch. I was right.


I noticed two boys at the table behind us. One small and skinny, the other more on the chubby side, both with dark hair. The skinny one - I was pretty sure his name was Drew - was side-eyeing Ellie, but looked away when he noticed me. He turned to his friend, and I strained to hear what he was saying.


‘...seen Eleanor Jennings’ tits? The way she’s showing them off right now, it’s like she wants me to just hold her down and…’ I snapped forward in disgust. The two boys were laughing at their abhorrent fantasy.


‘Ellie. Did you hear that?’ I hissed.


She nodded slowly.


‘And do you think I should…’


Ellie cut me off. ‘Make it hurt.’


3.

The next day started exactly the same way, except I put my hair up in a tight ponytail, and I picked leggings over jeans. I figured it would help to be flexible, since most boys were taller than me. I didn’t know at the time, but this would effectively become my uniform.


In front of my bedroom mirror, I lifted my foot and swung it back and forth, testing the boot’s weight. With the momentum it added, and my deceptively muscular legs, I felt like I could do some real damage.


By noon I was shaking with nervous excitement. Confronting two guys at once was more dangerous, but I had the element of surprise this time. I ran through my altercation with Owen in my head. How I could feel his sex drive dissipating as the pain shot through his genitals. I could totally do that again. No - I *needed* to.


I walked out the cafeteria door into the yard. Drew and his friend, Jason, were leaned against the main building, chatting casually. My stomach turned at the thought of what the topic of the conversation might be. Drew stood up straight when he saw me approaching. He was skinny, spotty and barely taller than me. He’d go down easy.


‘Hey, uh, do I know you?’ He said casually, eyeing me up and down and settling comfortably on my chest.


‘Drew, right? I’m a friend of Ellie Jennings.’


His eyes lit up at her name and he took an eager step forward. ‘Oh, yeah? Did, um, what did she say about me?’


‘She asked me to give you this.’ I took a deep breath, swung my leg back and snapped it out, propelling my foot into his sack with a solid *thud*. He let out a timid ‘urk’, then fell to the ground whimpering.


‘What - the - fuck -’ He stammered.


‘Maybe next time keep your rape fantasies to yourself, asshole.’


Hands on hips, I turned to Jason, who was standing back in shock. ‘Do you need one of those too or can you act like a normal human?’


He shook his head frantically. ‘Whatever you say. I promise. I respect girls. I’m not like him. I swear.’


‘Sure.’ I rolled my eyes. ‘If I have to tell you again… Or if you tell anyone what just happened…’ Drew didn’t resist as I nudged his legs apart. ‘This is gonna be you.’ I looked Jason in the eyes and gave Drew’s balls a vicious toe-punt. They both screamed. I giggled. I knew one kick probably would have been enough to get the message across, but I was sick of letting boys like Drew have all the power. I wasn’t just going to give them the lesson they needed - I was going to give them the punishment they *deserved*.


I left the two shaking boys and stepped back inside the cafeteria. I was suddenly aware of the hundreds of pairs of sexually frustrated, adolescent testicles in the room. And how many of those needed to learn some manners.


This was going to be fun.