New Self Defense Class at Washington High - Ch. 10, part 4 - Testing Commences

**Chapter 10, part 4 - Testing Commences**

When the beam came slamming down onto Hank’s unsuspecting nuts the double popping sound sent Heather into a frenetic fit. She grabbed the bottom of her white T-shirt and and pulled both sides up to cover her ears, exposing her beautiful young breasts for all to see. Ms. Brown immediately ran to her, knowing how much the sound of rupturing nuts were a trigger for the vulnerable young lady. The principal put her arm around her shoulders, doing her best to console her, while the boys ogled the sight before them.

“This is precisely what I’m talking about,” the principal said to the ladies who were now surrounding the two, while Hank laid flat on his back among them. “We cannot let our girls suffer this kind of trauma every time a nut is popped. But that’s exactly why we’re here.”

“That poor girl,” one of the mothers said to no one in particular, “maybe we should just pop all of these nuts so the girls in this self defense class don’t have to go through what this brave young lady has gone through?” The boys who heard this instinctively all slowly brought their hands down to cover their balls.

“But if we pop all of these balls, how could the girls practice kicking them?” One of the daughters asked.

“I can help you with that!” A voice came from gym doors.

“Bridget, is that you?” Ms. Brown said with an excited tone. “What brings you here?”

“These,” the former student said, holding up a couple of the brand new One-Out nut cups. “I saw on Twitter that you were testing nuts today and I rushed right over. What I have here is a brand new invention called the One-Out nut cup. It allows for one nut to be hanging out of the cup, while keeping the other one safe from harm.”

"Ladies, allow me to introduce Bridget Nelson," the principal said proudly. "She graduated here about 10 years ago and for the past five years has been the nut cup expert down at Schuler's Sporting Goods. If there is anyone who can answer our questions about nut cups, she's the one."

“Yes, how does having my son’s nut hanging out of a cup help this class?” One of the mothers asked.

“Great question. It’s actually a win for the boys AND the girls in the class. I hear you’re testing the integrity of each nut in this gym, right? Once you determine that, then what?” All of the mothers turned toward the principal as if looking for an answer.

“Well, once you determine the weaker nut with today’s testing, you will be able to protect that nut with this!" She said, holding up one of the cups. "And by keeping the girls from rupturing the weaker nut, you avoid the suffering the girls surely will face. Furthermore, by allowing a nut to be free for the girls to kick, it will give them a genuine reaction from the boys - showing them just how effective their strikes are.”

“That’s genius,” one of the moms said with others nodding in agreement. “Can we get a demonstration of this nut cup?”

Bridget looked over to Ms. Brown. “I’d love to do it today, but since we haven’t even started testing the boys’ nuts, perhaps we could find another time?” the principal said.

Trying to maximize this opportunity to sell as many nut cups as possible Bridget came armed with an idea. “How about we give a demonstration to the whole school at the end of the week? That gives you time to test all of the guys' nuts and will allow us to give a full presentation on how these new cups work.”

“That’s not a bad idea,” the principal said, “I’m afraid we couldn’t do it during the school day, but what about Friday night in the auditorium?”

“That would be perfect!” Bridget said, “But I might need a few volunteers - can you help me with that?”

“Volunteers with or without nuts?” Nurse Spalding asked.

“I could use both, if you don’t mind.”

“I’m sure we could find you some,” the principal responded. “See you Friday night!”

While the group was busy listening to Bridget’s pitch, the gym teacher, Miss Hartel, took a few moments away from aiding her boyfriend - *his nuts aren’t going to get any worse*, she thought - to get the fallen side of the beam back into place, securing the proper clamps, and leveling off the apparatus. The beam was now ready for some nut testing.

“I see Miss H now has the beam ready,” Ms. Brown said to the group, “It’s time to test some nuts! Gentlemen, would you please step over and place your nuts on the beam.”

As the boys made their way over to the beam, the principal went to her purse and pulled out a set of noise-cancelling headphones and brought them over to Heather. “I promised these for you,” the principal said, handing them to her young protege, “I didn’t think we’d need them BEFORE we started the nut testing!” Both ladies laughed at that comment, lightening Heather’s mood.

“Heather, it’s time to work your magic,” Ms. Brown said to the group. “Nurse Spalding and Gail, please prepare to record the results and when we’re done with the beam we’ll have Miss H over here to administer the squeeze test, and I’ll wrap things up with a knee to the nuts for anyone left standing.”

*A squeeze test?* The gym teacher thought. *I don’t remember signing up for that. This should be interesting.*

Heather slipped off her black Mary Jane’s, stepped up on the beam, her new ear protection firmly in place. The beam could only handle five sets of nuts at a time so the first group of boys had their jock-covered nuts neatly placed on the wooden plank, ready for Heather’s now bare feet, with the second set of boys lined up just behind them. A few of the boys noted how sexy her feet looked, adorned in red nail polish. And at the right angle, some could see up her plaid skirt, spotting her lacy white thong. *Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad* the boys thought.

Carl was the first boy up, his huge nuts testing the limits of the stretchy fabric of his jock. *Look at the size of those*, Heather thought to herself as she lifted her right foot up and placed it on Carl’s left nut. Heather started putting pressure on the massive nut, rocking her foot forward and back until she found herself standing with all of her weight on the orb. Then she started to lose her balance. Luckily, Nurse Spalding was standing right next to her on the floor and reached up and helped her regain her balance.

“Maybe I should assist you with all of these?” The nurse proposed.

"WHAT?!!" Heather yelled, barely able to hear through her headphones.

"Can we help you balance?!" the nurse shouted.

"Sure!" Heather replied.

“I could help, too,” Gail said, even though she was holding the clipboard to take notes.

So Miss Spalding took Heather’s right hand and Gail took her left hand.

Heather now climbed back up on Carl’s left nut, confident that she wouldn’t fall off the beam, determined to do her part in this historic nut-testing program.

Placing her foot back on is left nut, Heather was a little startled when Carl’s right nut popped out of his jockstrap, causing her to jump a bit.

“Gail, can you take care of that?” Miss Spalding said to her co-worker. Looking down on Carl’s freed nut.

“Ah, sure,” Gail said a little sheepishly. She set down her clipboard and with her right hand grabbed Carl’s jockstrap and with her left hand she took hold of Carl’s rather large right nut. “This thing is huge,” she whispered to Miss Spalding all while trying to cram the testicle back into the tight confines of the fabric. “Yes, it is,” the nurse responded, “but this will give you valuable experience in handling guys’ balls. I have a feeling we may be busy dealing with all kinds of nut injuries in the near future - so this will help get you ready.”

After several seconds of kneading and pushing on Carl’s nut, Gail finally got it to go back into the jockstrap. At least for now.

Heather got back on the left nut and was rocking her bare foot back and forth. Both nurses could see his nut bulging out from under her foot, exposing many veins surrounding the testicle. “Look at that!” Gail said, genuinely surprised at what she was seeing.

“Yes, that’s all part of the structure of the male testicle,” the nurse instructed, running her finger along some of the bulging veins. “And Carl here, has very large nuts, which, because of their size, are much more sensitive than most guys’ nuts.”

“So this must be very painful for him - his nuts are huge!” Gail said.

“I’m afraid so,” Miss Spalding said looking up at Carl’s face, which was now contorted from all the pain. Then both females could hear a crunching sound, almost like celery being twisted. “And that you hear, is the cartilage in Carl’s left nut being compacted by the force Heather is applying with her foot. How does it feel, Heather?”

“What?!!” Heather yelled, still having a hard time hearing.

“The nut! How does his nut feel?!!” The nurse screamed, causing some of the women who were nearby to laugh.

“This nut is definitely one of the strongest I’ve ever felt!” Heather shouted. “I don’t think he’s in any danger of rupturing this one. Shall I move on?” Just as she asked this , Carl’s right nut again popped out of his jockstrap, causing all three ladies to jump.

“Sure, honey. It looks like his right nut has volunteered already!” The nurse loudly quipped.

“Should I just stand on it like this?” Heather asked.

“I don’t see why not,” Miss Spalding retorted, “although, I don’t think we’re going to have much of a different result than his other nut.”

“Yeah, this one is huge too,” Heather said loudly with a smile. “Maybe I’ll try standing on it with my heel?”

Carl’s head snapped up upon hearing that suggestion, hoping that the nurse would be against it.

“Wonderful idea, young lady!” The nurse said gleefully. Carl dropped his head in disappointment.

“Carl, you might feel this one a little more,” the nurse said, stating the obvious. This piqued the interest of Carl’s mother and sister, who now approached the beam and stood on either side of him to catch a better view.

So Heather lifted her right foot, holding onto Miss Spalding and Gail for balance, and slowly brought her heel down onto the awaiting nut. All four ladies now holding their breath, excited to see what would happen.

As Heather lowered her heel it didn’t take long for the nut to bulge and for them to hear the crunching sound. “Can you hear that?” Carl’s mother, Barb said to her daughter, Lucy. “I can!” The daughter said excitedly, “that’s so cool.”

After a few seconds and more painful sounds, Heather now had her full weight on Carl’s right nut. Lucy was enamored. The nut was now obscenely bulging out either side of Heather’s foot. “That’s not going to pop it?” Barb said to the nurse.

Miss Spalding, who was also transfixed by the sight before her, didn’t answer. Without thinking, Lucy reached out and ran her finger along one of the bulging veins on the lower half of her brother’s nut. “Doesn’t this hurt?” She asked anyone who would answer.

“Quite a bit, I’m sure,” Gail spoke up, seeing that her colleague was too entranced to answer.

“But it won’t pop?” Lucy asked inquisitively.

“Apparently not. Your brother seems to have indestructible balls,” Gail said.

“Cool,” was all Lucy could say, staring intently at her brother’s squished nut.

“This guy is good!” Heather screamed. “I think we can move on.”

With that, she stepped off Carl’s nut and it was probably a good thing his mom and sister were there, as they were able to catch him as he fell back from the beam in a great deal of pain.

Next up was our man, Jim, flanked by his mother, Julie and sister, Candy. With a three-inch needle still lodged in his right nut and his jockstrap sewn to his sack, Jim was barely conscious and was basically held up by his two family members. Candy couldn’t wait to see how her brother’s right nut would hold up to the testing with a large needle in it. Her panties began to moisten once again.

Heather again started with the left nut, since it was closest to her. Having just tested two of the largest, toughest nuts she would most likely ever encounter, she may have misjudged the capability of Jim’s nuts. She started right off with her heel on the nut. Both nurses were startled as they watched the nut start to give way quickly.

"Ummm, dear!" Nurse Spalding yelled. "You might want to back off a bit! Heather!"

But Heather couldn't hear the panicked suggestion.

Jim’s mother and sister could see the nut flattening quickly as well and just as Barb started waving her arms to get Heather's attention - SPLAT!

Jim’s nut gave way.

Heather panicked and threw her headphones off. “What…what…what happened?” She screamed.

“I think you popped it,” Nurse Spalding said matter of factly.

Luckily the sound of the nut popping wasn’t heard by Heather, so she was spared any distraught. However the sound resonated with Candy, who was still holding her brother up, and now had her left leg wrapped around his leg and was essentially dry humping it to orgasm after witnessing the destruction of his nut.

“Oh, dear,” Barb said, now letting go of her son, leaving him to slowly slide down Candy’s body. “That didn’t sound good. What does that popping mean?”

“It means, you better bring him to the hospital,” Ms. Brown said. “Thank you for bringing him in.”

“But what about his other nut? Don’t we have to test that one? I’d hate for him to get kicked out of this class!” Jim’s mother pleaded.

“I tell you what,” the principal said putting her arm around the mother, “you take him to the hospital and when he gets out, we will have him tested at your earliest convenience - maybe even at the assembly this Friday!”

“Oh, that would be wonderful,” Barb said. “I know he really loves being a part of this class! Thank you so much!”

**To be continued...**