The Nut Punt Girls 3

Part 1: [https://www.reddit.com/r/BallbustingStories/comments/v8pawq/the\_nut\_punt\_girls/](https://www.reddit.com/r/BallbustingStories/comments/v8pawq/the_nut_punt_girls/)

Part 2: [https://www.reddit.com/r/BallbustingStories/comments/vb0e93/the\_nut\_punt\_girls\_2/](https://www.reddit.com/r/BallbustingStories/comments/vb0e93/the_nut_punt_girls_2/)

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Mark was having a horrible day. Fellow student Caina had already kicked him in the balls so hard that he cried and puked in front of 20 of his female classmates. He underwent a humiliating medical exam wherein his hot PE teacher Cathy lectured him about the dangers of pissing off women. Finally, and worst of all, the beautiful Miss Andria had used him as a live test subject for her class on male fragility. The last event culminated in the hot but bitchy Sidney stomping on his left testicle so hard that he passed out.

When he woke up he found himself in a cot in the nurse's office. To his right he saw Miss Andria and Cathy chatting.

Miss Andria was leaning back in a comfy looking armchair. Her heavy tits were held up delicately by her low-cut blouse, dark black hair cascading around her delicate collarbone. Her black skirt was riding up her pale white thighs as her legs were crossed, with one foot hanging several inches above the ground. Her impeccably manicured foot circled their air absentmindedly, her patent leather heel hanging slightly off her soft white arch.

She was talking to Cathy, who was standing with her back to Mark. Her bright blue athletic shorts were wrapped tightly around her perfect round ass. Her hands were on her hips and Mark could see a sliver of her tiny bare waist underneath the crop cut of her jacket. She bounced slightly on the balls of her feet in her sneakers, and her tight blonde ponytail moved back and forth.

"... I checked 'em when I found him having a nut tantrum in the hallway and they were both fine," Cathy was telling Miss Andria.

"Indeed." Miss Andria's voice was calm and amused. "I think one of my girls was a little too enthusiastic with our lesson and may have pulverized poor Mark's tender testicle."

"Heh. Wouldn't be the first time. Hell, I know I've popped my share of plums over the years," giggled Cathy.

"As long as he's careful with his last one his health shouldn't be in much danger. There are lots of perfectly healthy men walking around lopsided. And I'd bet they're a lot more obedient, too." Miss Andria added the last part with a smirk as she tapped her bright red nails on her armrest.

Cathy whistled and said "you're telling me! My sparring partner doesn't even throw punches ever since I splattered his gonad goo into his pelvis. The doctor saved half of his right one and apparently it's enough to keep his hormones in check."

"You'd think they'd be more careful when their entire existence as a man is just hanging out there. I had my ex-husband fully fixed as part of our divorce settlement, and last I heard he was having bone problems and grew man-tits!"

Miss Andria's own perfect tits jiggled slightly as she cackled. Both women were still laughing cruelly when Bonnie, the school nurse, walked in.

Bonnie had long, silvery blond hair, tied up in a loose bun. She had a pretty face with high cheekbones and large blue eyes. Whereas Cathy's light eyes always shone with a glimmer of amused bitchiness, Bonnie's gave off only warmth and kindness. Bonnie had a slender frame, with perky a-cup breasts, but had a large shapely ass. Today she wore a white t-shirt and light blue slacks.

While most of the school's female staff found the students' testicle traumas hilarious, Bonnie took pride in being able to save almost all of the bruised balls that came into her office.

"Oh no, don't tell me we have another one," sighed Bonnie, interrupting Miss Andria and Cathy's gleeful conversation.

"Yep!" Cathy blew a bubble with her chewing gum and snapped it. "Not sure you're going to be saving this one, Bonnie! This sack's been tapped to completion if you ask me!"

None of the women had directly looked at or spoken to Mark yet, who still lay in his cot. He looked down and saw to his horror that he was naked from the waist down. Worse still, his balls were extremely swollen and a sickening shade of dark purple. The left hemisphere of his sack was unrecognizable, and it looked like an uneven water balloon.

Bonnie walked over to Mark and looked down at his busted privates. Her eyes widened.

"Oh my god!" She rushed over and reached her warm, feminine hands down to cradle Mark's swollen ball sack. Her touch was extremely gentle, but still sent ripples of pain into his abdomen, especially his left half. He let out an involuntary groan of pain.

Cathy walked over. "See? It's burst!" She quickly reached her finger down to prod Mark's sack. He screamed.

Bonnie opened her mouth in horror while Cathy rolled her eyes and said "Oh, shut up." She gave the left side of Mark's balls a hard flick.

The pain was so sudden and felt just as bad as the full force soccer kick he received earlier. It felt like Cathy's fingers were ripping through the interior of his left testicle. Mark's body bucked wildly as he yelled in anguish. "PLEASE STOP! PLEA- urgh" Mark suddenly felt sick again and his stomach started to contract.

"Hahaha, there he goes again!" Cathy laughed wildly.

Mark suddenly puked over the side of the bed.

"Aw, gross! You made another mess you loser!" With that Cathy gave an absent-minded smack into Mark's balls. Mark made another loud retching sound but nothing came out. He was sobbing.

Bonnie was irate, "Cathy! Please stop! You're ruining this poor boy's organs and making a mess in my office!" After the slap, Bonnie had quickly withdrawn her hands from Mark's body and she held them out in front of herself. She looked down at Mark's writing form with an appearance of mild pity.

"Aw, you're no fun Bon," said Cathy in a fake disappointed voice. The flash of a smile played across Bonnie's lips as she maintained eye contact with Cathy.

By now Miss Andria had gotten out of her chair and walked over to the scene on the cot.

Mark was oblivious to the world as he writhed around in pain, sobbing his eyes out and trying to catch his breath. Bonnie stood at the foot of the cot, Cathy at Mark's waist level, and now Miss Andria at the head, gazing down at Mark with a sneer.

"Mark, I need you to calm down so I can do a full exam of your testicles." Bonnie's voice was calm but tinged with impatience. Mark was still sobbing and coughing.

"Hey numb-nuts! She's talking to you!" Cathy said sternly, reaching down and pinching the tip of Mark's penis in between her fingers.

"Perhaps introducing a counterbalancing reaction to his simple male brain might help him sit still," mused Miss Andria calmly.

With that her delicate fingers started to unbutton her blouse.

"Hey! That's a pretty good idea," chirped Cathy with glee. As though in one motion she shrugged out of her crop top jacket and peeled her exercise shorts off. As they hit the floor she jumped out of them, spun halfway around and landed with her legs spread apart, ass facing Mark's body. She looked back with a wide smile and gave her hips a little shake. Her sculpted ass jiggled. She wasn't wearing any underwear and even in Mark's delirious state his eyes locked onto her pretty pink pussy.

"It never fails..." sighed Miss Andria, who had finally finished undoing her blouse. She slid her shoulders out of it and it dropped to the floor. Her pendulous breasts were held firmly in place by a black silk bra.

Cathy cheered "oh come on, let 'em out!" She spanked her own butt cheek as though to egg Miss Andria on.

Bonnie was observing the scene with a look of earnest relief. "It does seem to be helping," she urged quietly to Miss Andria.

"Tsk tsk tsk," Miss Andria shook her head as she looked down at Mark. "You lot really do live balls first, don't you?" With that she undid the front clasp of her bra and the side clasp of her skirt. Everyone in the room was surprised to see that she was wearing crotchless garter stockings.

She stood with her hands placed lightly on her shapely hips. Her massive tits hung heavily off of an otherwise slender frame, pale white, with large pink nipples, swinging slightly. Her black garters framed her pussy. She had well-trimmed soft black public hair surrounded her reddish pink clit and pussy lips.

She looked down at Mark with one eyebrow raised. She pressed down on her clit with her right index finger. "See Mark? Pussy. Rules. Everything." She tapped her clit with each word.

Cathy shouted "hell yeah it does! Girls rule, boys drool!" And she jumped back, landing butt first onto Mark's cock and balls.

All thoughts of his teacher's bodies left his head in an instant, as suddenly he was gasping for air and shouting at the top of his lungs again. He could feel Cathy's hot flesh on him, but it felt like all of her weight was smearing his testicles around his pelvis like a bug on a windshield.

"Cathy, no!" shouted Bonnie with outrage.

But Miss Andria simply lowered herself, pussy first, onto Mark's face. He was screaming into her vulva.

"There, that's better," said Miss Andria sweetly. "I'm afraid my ears were getting sick of all these little commotions."

Cathy jumped back off of Mark's groin. Bonnie let out a small gasp when she saw Mark's privates again.

"Oh my god, I've never seen such a mess - even back in my sorority days. We are looking at at least one rupture, and two cases of torsion."

"Told 'ya, doc!" Mark couldn't see anything except Miss Andria's vulva and asshole, but he hear a sound like Cathy slapping Bonnie on the back. "There's no saving these rotten plums!"

"Well, there may have been, if you hadn't jumbled up this poor boy's already messy scrotal contents!"

"Can we please just wrap this up soon?" Miss Andria's voice was bored.

"Well, at least one of these balls is now spilling its guts into the rest of the sack - which will cause severe complications if not dealt with quickly."

"Look at that... poisoned by his own balls. The male body never ceases to disappoint," yawned Miss Andria. She shifted her weight back and her warm pussy and asshole pushed harder into Mark's face. He was continuing to sob and groan into her pussy.

Bonnie started walking away from the cot, and over to her desk. "I was hoping I would never have to use these," she said sadly. She pulled out a bag that was filled with what looked like tiny green fruit loops.

"Whatchya got there, doc?" Cathy continued to address Bonnie in her amused, irreverent tone.

Bonnie sighed. "These are rapid castrator bands. In the event that a boy's balls get blasted too severely and they're beyond saving, wrapping the base of the scrotum with one of these will cut-off the connection with the rest of the body and ensure the medical problems stay within the sack."

"It's based on the technology they use for farm animals, but re-sized for humans. They've become wildly popular among school nurses over the recent years," Bonnie continued. "Despite all of the testicle mayhem that goes on in this school, I've always been able to make sure each boy keeps at least one of his balls, but it looks like that record is over."

Mark's mind was suddenly filled with fear, potent enough to overcome the gut-wrenching physical agony he was in. "Surely they weren't actually going to castrate him," he thought to himself.

"So, what's the problem?" Cathy asked, without losing an ounce of her chipper voice.

As reality sunk into Mark's head he suddenly started flailing, wailing and would be begging if Miss Andria's pussy wasn't blocking his mouth. She could feel the increased vibrations and shifted even more of her weight onto his face.

"There's no problem, really - it's just that I had a bet with my colleague and now it looks like I'm going to lose by a testicle." Bonnie's voice was dripping with disappointment.

"Hey, Bon - just tell me what school she works at and I'll swing by, blast a few balls to bits and put you back in the lead!"

Mark was feeling sick again but could not tell whether it was from his ball pain or his fear. Maybe both.

"You would do that, Cathy?" Bonnie's voice was shining with happiness.

"Of course, Bon - I'm always here for you!" Cathy, still wearing nothing from the waist down, brushed Bonnie's hair over her ear and gave her a tender kiss on the cheek. Mark couldn't see it but Bonnie was blushing with pleasure.

"Now let's tie this sucker off and get a move on - I'm hungry for lunch!" Cathy gave Bonnie a playful smack on the ass.

The next moments were a blur for Mark, and his brain would later have a hard time conjuring memories due to the trauma. Bonnie had stretched open one of her green bands with her right hand, and deftly grabbed the entirety of Mark's ruined organs with her left. She pulled his balls away from his body and pushed them through the open band. She quickly withdrew both of her hands and the band squeezed tightly around the stem of Mark's balls with a sickening speed. It felt like someone had stomped the base of his balls with a hockey skate.

Miss Andria, as though she could sense the incoming eruption, quickly stood up and backed away from Mark. She started getting dressed again and didn't even look over when Mark puked again.

Cathy and Bonnie were no longer paying attention, as Cathy was now giving Bonnie a high five. Her bare pussy and ass were still exposed, but she apparently had not a care in the world. "Great job, girl!" Bonnie laughed shyly as the aggressive blonde PE teacher cheered her on.

Mark was letting out panicked sobs as he looked down in horror at his groin. His balls looked like an old eggplant, and his hands moved frantically around the base of his scrotum trying to take the band off. A black shade was already permeating through his scrotum.

In his panic, he rolled off the cot and onto the ground. All three women in the room turned their attention towards him and laughed hysterically. Miss Andria still hadn't put her bra back on, and her pink nipples bounced around as she let out an uncharacteristically gleeful cackle, pointing at Mark's writhing body.

Suddenly the door to the nurse's office opened and in walked Caina. She was looking down at her phone and saying "Bonnie, I was just wondering if you had any ice packs, the top of my foot is a little -" she stopped mid-sentence as she saw the scene in the room.

"OH MY GOD! NUT-BRAIN!" She recovered from her initial shock in an instant as Mark looked up at her from the ground.

"Nut-brain, didn't I tell you that I'd punt your balls like a soccer ball someday?!"

Before any of the three women in the room could react, much less Mark who was still barely conscious, Caina had taken off into yet another running start towards Mark's groin. Once again, her muscular leg rocketed forward and her well-trained foot made contact with the dead center of Mark's balls - which, ironically, did now resemble a soccer ball that had been painted black.

Mark was unconscious before he could even register the pain. The thin skin of his scrotum was already stretched to the limit and his ballsack burst open. Bright orange goo flew everywhere, and two shiny white hunks of flesh rocketed in different directions, landing with a wet thunk in different places on the tile floor.

Everyone in the room stood there silently, taking in the scene of Mark's body. His remaining scrotum skin still attached to him flowered out of the tight green band, looking like a blown out cartoon cigar. Strange, almost alien looking orange goo was splattered all around his groin and nearby floor area. Puke stained the cot and the floor. Two glistening masses of organ tissue, that used to be testicles, lay somewhere in the office.

"I bet the janitors have less to do if this were an all-girls school," mused Bonnie mildly.

Suddenly all four females in the room laughed their heads off as they made their way out of the office for lunch.

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THE END.