New Self Defense Class at Washington High - Ch. 10, part 10 - Back to Testing

**Chapter 10, part 10 - Back to Testing**

Heather was relieved that the nut she just ruptured, Jim’s, was not at all audible through the headphones the school had given her for this day of nut testing. I mean, she felt a little bad that poor little Jim had to be rushed to the hospital by his mother, Julie, and sister, Candy, but they didn’t seem too worried about him so she wouldn’t sweat it either.

The five remaining guys at the testing hesitantly shuffled to the balance beam for their turn to be tested by Heather. As instructed, each guy took out his left nut, placed it on the beam and awaited their turn.

Heather, who was now on standing on the floor, drank in the sight of five guys with their nuts all in a row, waiting for her to stomp on them. A sense of pride washed over her knowing that her new-found expertise played such a large role in this new nut-testing program. She put her hands on the beam, took one last look down the row of nuts, smiled, and pushed herself up onto the beam - once again assisted by Nurse Spalding and her assistant, Gail.

“Same thing?” She said, looking down on the two nurses. They smiled and nodded.

Heather made her way down the line, testing each guy’s nuts on the balance beam while Nurse Spalding and Gail aided in her balance and took notes on the condition of each nut. Each of the first four guys made it through with their nuts intact, although one did vomit when Heather put her entire weight on the poor guy’s right nut.

The last guy for Heather to test was the cute, but shy Joe. Heather was in a couple classes with Joe, but because of their mutual shyness, they didn’t speak much to each other - although, they both knew there was some connection between them. She felt a tinge of guilt for the pain she was about to unleash, so to make it a bit more bearable, she grabbed the waistband of her skirt and pulled it up a couple inches, hoping to give Joe a nice view of her beautiful panties. But Joe was either too shy or too terrified of what was about to happen - especially after the vomiting incident - and had his eyes closed.

“Ah-hem,” Heather said, clearing her throat, trying to get Joe’s attention. “What do you think of the color of my skirt?” She playfully asked Joe, hoping to get him to look up at her. And it worked. Joe looked up and caught a glimpse of the shiny thong she was wearing and his eyes went wide.

“Oh, I’d say, that’s - um - a nice color,” Joe managed to get out. “I like the plaid.”

“You do?!” Heather exclaimed, grabbing the skirt on either side and lifting it up so she could take a closer look, giving Joe an amazing view of her panties. “I’ve always like plaid too!” She held the skirt up for a few more seconds, Joe could clearly see the cleft created by her moistening pussy. He drank in the sight.

With Joe distracted, Heather slowly brought her right foot forward and placed it on Joe’s left nut. The distraction of her panties kept Joe from panicking at what was taking place on the beam. Heather stared down on Joe with a sweet smile on her face, concentrating on the task at hand - the integrity of his nut.

With every passing second, she rocked her bare foot back and forth on the orb, putting more and more pressure on it.

Joe was still transfixed with the view up her skirt, keeping him preoccupied, but the pain was now undeniable. He went from smiling to gritting his teeth. Heather could see the anguish on his face, but she had to keep going to get an accurate test. She let go of Nurse Spalding’s hand and turned to face Joe, placing both of her hands on his mop-top brown hair.

“I know it hurts, Joe,” she whispered, “I’m almost done.” Then she put nearly her full weight on his left nut. Joe started to vocalize his discomfort. With her hands already on his head, she pulled it forward, burying his face into her groin. She bent slightly and softly said, “You can scream if you need to, Joe.”

With the pain now past unbearable, he took her up on her offer and opened his mouth to scream. Heather grabbed the back of his head tightly and shoved it more forcefully into her crotch. The warm breath and vibration from the screaming was a welcome sensation to her pussy. Lost in the throes of passion, Heather put even more pressure on Joe’s left nut, causing him to scream even harder, which, in turn, made Heather even more frazzled.

Conflicting emotions went through Joe’s mind. On one hand, he had never felt so much pain - his nut was on fire - and on the other hand, feeling the sensation of Heather’s pussy filling with juices as he screamed into her mound seemed totally worth every second of the torture. As Joe screamed louder, he could feel Heather’s tiny thong move slightly to the right, giving him access to her left pussy lips, which were now soaked. At this point, he all but forgot about the searing pain in his nut as he proceeded to explore her treasure with his tongue.

The two nurses could hear the muffled screams coming from Joe and the moans building from Heather. Seeing her knees start to buckle, Nurse Spalding reached up and put both hands on Heather’s ass, to keep her from falling over. The aggressive touching snapped Heather out of her trance - and probably saved Joe’s nut from certain doom - as Heather stepped off the now beet-red nut.

Heather was flushed, wet, and still a little wobbly when she reached down to Nurse Splading and Gail, to help her off the beam.

“That was quite the test,” Nurse Spalding said to Heather, handing her a small towel. “But I think you’re done for the day!”

“Am I?” Heather said, still in a daze, taking off her noise-cancelling headphones. “That was intense.”

Principal Brown came over, wrapped her right arm over Heather’s shoulders and said, “That was wonderful, young lady, thank you so much for lending us your talents today!”

“Oh, you’re welcome, it was actually kind of fun,” Heather said smiling, handing the headphones back to her principal.

“You can stay and watch if you’d like,” the principal said. “I still have a few more guys to knee - that should be fun!”

“I should probably get him home,” Heather said motioning over to her brother Brian who was sitting on a rolled up wrestling mat still icing his nuts.

Principal Brown winced a bit seeing the young man still icing his balls, “Yeah, he’s probably got to get back to the university. Hey, thanks, again for all of your help today - you truly have a gift.”

“No problem, let me know if I can ever help again in the future!” Heather said, giving her principal a firm hug.

Principal Brown then turned to Nurse Spalding "Nurse, remind me to get you the list of all of the guys that couldn't make it today. They can come visit you in your office to have their testing done during the school day."

The nurse nodded, wrote it in her notebook then asked, "Do you think we could have Heather's help?"

"Only during her open period, she does have class, you know?"

Approaching her brother, Heather couldn’t help but smile at how cute he looked with that large ice pack on his nuts. “Those things have got to be frozen by now,” she said with a laugh in her voice.

“Hey, I was just trying to help those moms on the balance beam,” Brian said, taking the ice pack away from his nuts. "I didn't expect THIS," he said, showing his sister his two red and still very swollen nuts.

Heather sat next to her brother, grabbed her Mary Jane’s and started lacing them up. “Well bro, there’s a reason they don’t have guys do the beam in gymnastics.” Brian shoved his sister in the shoulder. They both laughed. "Do ya think?!" Brian chirped back.

Heather grabbed her water bottle, offered her hand to her brother to help him off the mat. As they walked toward the exit, Brian’s knees buckled from the pain still radiating in his nuts.

“Whoa, big fella,” Heather said, grabbing at his arm to stabilize him. “I think we better take you home and take a look at those nuts. You have a big game this week.”

The two walked arm in arm toward the doors when Principal Brown yelled out. “Hey Heather, I hate to bother you, but we just had another student join us - do you have time to do one more test?”

“You okay with that?” She said to her brother. Brian nodded. Then she saw who entered the gym - it was their cousin Charlie with his mother, Krista.

“Aunt Krista!” Heather yelled as she ran over to her, leaving her brother behind.

“Hey honey, your mother called and told me about the testing today and since Charlie is signed up for this class next semester I thought it would be a good idea to have his nuts tested today - besides, he has a big football game this Friday and I get so worried about him hurting himself that I thought having him tested now only made sense.”

“Great idea!” Heather exclaimed. “Isn’t he the big stud running back for us?”

“Yes he is,” her aunt said proudly.

“Well, then, let’s get him tested!” Heather said. “We would hate to see him rupture a nut right on the football field.”

“Exactly. Where should he go?”

Principal Brown stepped over holding a jockstrap, “Have him put this on and meet Heather over at the balance beam.”

“Oh, this is so exciting!” Aunt Krista said, grabbing both of Heather’s hands.

“I know, right?!”

Moments later, Charlie stepped out of the locker room wearing only the jockstrap. Heather was taken aback by how hot he looked with his muscular arms, chest and shoulders and the protruding bulge in his tight jockstrap.

“Just step over to the beam and pull your left nut out,” Heather instructed her cousin.

“Your mother told me how good you have gotten at testing nuts,” her aunt said. “I’m so proud of you!”

Heather was about to jump up on the beam when Principal Brown came running over. “Aren’t you forgetting something?” She said as she pulled out the noise-cancelling headphones.

“Oh, Ms. Brown, you are a life saver!” Heather said. “How could I forget that?!”

She put the headphones on, adjusted her skirt, and jumped up onto the beam, her cousin’s left nut awaiting the test.

“I’m just going to step on your nut to see how strong it is,” Heather yelled, not realizing she was talking loudly because of the headphones. Charlie nodded and looked down to the floor in embarrassment.

Aunt Krista was excited to watch the test up close. Heather reached down and took her aunt’s hand to keep her balance. She was ready to administer the test. There was only one problem. She still had her Mary Jane’s on. Of course, neither her aunt nor her cousin thought anything of it. They just assumed it was how she conducted the tests.

“Those are some heavy looking boots,” Krista said looking up to her niece.

Not knowing what she said, Heather just yelled, “Okay, I’m about to start the test. Are you ready?”

The aunt nodded, but her cousin Charlie started getting nervous.

Watching from afar, Brian didn’t think much of the test until he focused more on the beam and his cousin’s nut. *Holy shit! She’s wearing her Mary Jane’s!* He thought, now trying to make his way over to the beam, only to stumble to the floor when his legs still couldn’t support his weight because of the injury to his nuts. “Heather!” He screamed from across the gym.

Not hearing her brother and eager to help out her cousin, Heather placed her right boot on top of Charlie’s left nut. She knew something seemed different, but she couldn’t quite put her finger on it. She shifted her weight from her left foot to her right, holding onto her aunt for balance.

Charlie’s nut started to go flat quickly. *Would you look at that,* Krista thought, seeing her son’s nut flatten under the large black boot, *I would imagine that’s uncomfortable.*

Soon the veins in Charlie’s nut were bulging out and he tried talking to his cousin. “Ummmm, Heather, I know this is supposed to hurt but…” his breath quickly becoming erratic.

“Honey, I’m sure she knows what she’s doing! Don't interrupt her!” Krista said, chastising her son, who was now biting his lower lip and starting to quiver.

Brian got to his knees and started crawling toward his sister, yelling out her name and waving, desperately trying to get her attention. Heather was oblivious, but this caught the attention of Principal Brown who gently pushed the young man who she was just about to knee in the groin aside and immediately saw what had concerned Brian.

“Heather!” The principal yelled as she ran toward the balance beam. “Wait!!”

Of course, Heather couldn’t hear any of the cries to stop and since she had her back to the principal, she just kept going with her test.

It was at this point that Krista started hearing a crunching sound emanating from her son’s nut. *Boy, they don’t mess around with this nut testing*, she thought to herself. Then she heard the principal screaming at Heather and by the time either woman could get Heather’s attention, a loud POP!!! filled the gym.

Heather saw her cousin’s eyes roll back into his head as he slumped down to the floor.

“Oh, no!” Heather yelled. “I think it ruptured!”

“I think you’re right,” Principal Brown said administering aid to the young man. “Nurse Spalding!”

The nurse came running over, followed closely by her assistant, Gail.

“Can you check his nut?” The principal asked.

“Okay, which one?”

“The one that’s about the size of a cantaloupe,” Ms. Brown said, again in disbelief that this was their school nurse.

“Oh, yeah, right.” The nurse said kneeling next to the young man.

She took the nut in hand, now with Heather kneeling next to her.

“Is it ruptured?” The principal asked.

“It’s so hard to tell on nuts like this when it’s nothing but mush.”

Principal Brown gasped in exasperation. “If it’s mush, it’s ruptured.”

“Should I write mush or ruptured?” Gail asked holding her clipboard.

“Better write both, just in case,” Nurse Spalding instructed.

Heather looked over at her aunt, then dropped her head and started crying.

Krista hurried over to her side and wrapped her arms around her. “It’s okay, honey. I’m sure he’ll be fine.”

“But he has a big game this Friday! And I ruptured him!” Heather said through tears.

“Honey, I’m a nurse, these things are easy to fix,” her aunt assured her.

“But didn’t they say it’s mush? Can you fix mushy ones?”

“Well, not exactly, they’ll probably have to remove it,” Krista said, causing Heather to sob even harder. “But think of it this way - with one less nut, I bet he’ll be even faster out there on the field!”

This remark caught Brian’s attention.

Heather looked up into her aunt’s eyes. “Really?”

“Well, sure,” she said. “Those things only get in the way when they run. And with one less nut, I bet he’s going to be a LOT faster.” She didn’t really believe it, but she would say anything at this point to reassure her niece that what she did was okay.

“Hey Brian, can you help me get him to the car so we can take him to the hospital?” Krista asked.

“Ummm, you probably should ask someone else,” Heather said. “Brian injured both of his nuts today and can hardly walk.”

Krista couldn’t help but laugh, “You boys gotta be more careful with your balls - you only have two, you know!”

Principal Brown brought a bag of ice and a wheelchair over and Heather and her aunt Krista gently lifted Charlie, who was still passed out, from the floor and placed him in the chair. They managed to get him into the backseat of Krista’s car.

“Heather, honey, can you keep this bag of ice on that nut as we head to hospital? Brian, you can jump in the front with me.”

“With his nuts like that, I don’t think Brian’s going to be jumping anywhere!” Heather said laughing. This pleased Krista, seeing Heather being able to joke around after the trauma she just incurred.

On the way to the hospital, Heather sat in the backseat with her cousin’s legs draped over hers, while she held the bag of ice firmly over his nut - the nut she just ruptured. After a few minutes of silence, Brian turned to his aunt and asked, “Do you really think losing his nut will make him faster on the football field, Aunt Krista?”

“Well, ummm, yes of course.” She lied, not wanting to upset Heather. “Why do you ask?”

“I just became a starter for the University team and we have a game this Saturday, so Heather…” he said turning to face his sister. “What are you doing after we drop Charlie off?”