Male Vs. Female Inheritance Battle Story

Inheritance Battle by mortalcombat339

Chapter 1: Kevin’s POV


“I should warn you all, Mrs. Smith’s will is pretty eccentric,” Joanne, our 35-year old family solicitor, said. “Her will specifies in no uncertain terms that her inheritance will be determined by two competitions between her grandchildren Kevin and Kelly. The winner of those competitions will get her entire inheritance.”

A loud gasp of surprise went up from everyone around the room. I looked across the room at my 18-year old cousin Kelly. She seemed as surprised as me to hear that one of us would be inheriting her money, not our parents or our grandmother’s two living brothers, and that we would be competing for the inheritance.

Joanne continued, “Mrs. Smith has $2 million total that she is leaving in inheritance and the winner for each competition will get $1 million.”

Another gasp went up around the room at the amount of money. I knew my grandmother had been very wealthy, but I never envisioned she had anywhere near that fortune. $2 million dollars would be enough to set a person up for life of luxury without ever having to work again!

“What are the competitions?” I asked eagerly.

“According to her will, the first competition will be a written test. Each contestant will answer 100 multiple choice questions on subjects including math and science only. The one who gets the better score will inherit $1 million” Joanne replied.

I smiled. I was an engineering major in college, so those were the two subjects I knew best. I knew Kelly was smart and did well in high school, but I was three years older than her and I had graduated valedictorian in high school.

“The second competition will be a no-holds-barred fight where the person who knocks out the other wins the $1 million.” Joanne continued as another gasp went up from everyone in the audience. “According to her will, I will be the referee of the fight.”

I smiled again, hardly able to believe my luck. I was three years older than Kelly, was a foot taller than her. I worked out every day and had a magnificent body. I had been the football captain in high school, was a star football player in college whereas Kelly didn’t even play any sports in high school. Plus I was a guy and she wasn’t!

“What??? Is this some sort of joke?” Kelly’s father demanded. “Making my daughter have to physical fight against a boy three years older than her? Who would do such a thing? She’s going to get hurt.”

“I’m afraid it’s not a joke, sir.” Joanne showed him a physical copy of the will. “And it’s quite clear in the will, if either of the contestants doesn’t participate in both competitions, then that person forfeits the entire $2 million to the other.”

I saw Kelly looked terrified at the thought of fighting of me, and despite my excitement at the prospect of $2 million, I did feel a little bad for her. It definitely did seem unfair of my grandmother to make her fight against me. I had always thought that my grandmother didn’t like me very much and that for some reason, she liked Kelly a lot more than me, but obviously I realized now my interpretation of that must have been wrong.

“I’m going to get another lawyer to fight this. This is ridiculous,” Kelly’s father said.

At this point, however, Kelly’s mother Lori cleared her throat and said firmly, “No, it’s fine. This is what my mother wanted. She was a feminist and a big believer in women’s rights. She believed strongly that women were capable of beating men in both intelligence competitions and physical competitions. And Kelly, I know you’re nervous, but we’ll talk when you get home, I guarantee you that you will be fine, I wouldn’t put you in harm’s way. It’s Kevin that ought to be worried about getting hurt.”

With that my Aunt Lori stared me straight in the eyes confidently. While a moment ago I had been feeling somewhat bad for Kelly, I now felt angry and disrespected. How could my aunt think that some tiny girl three years younger than me would beat me, a big strong guy and a star college football player, in a fight? How dare she have the nerve to say in front of everyone that it was me that ought to worry about getting hurt!

“What?” I said outraged, “No little girl could hurt a big strong guy like me!”

At this point, Joanne intervened, trying to diffuse the situation. “Ok, ok, I know this news was a lot to take in and that emotions are running high right now, but let’s all calm down. I think we should end this meeting now. The first competition will be the academic one on Monday followed by the physical fight the next day on Tuesday.”

With that, the meeting disbursed. On my drive home, my anger at Aunt Lori started to dissipate and my excitement at the prospect of $2 million returned. Who cared what some silly old woman thought? I would show her how wrong she was to doubt male superiority.

Anyways, at this time next week, I would be a multi-millionaire and be able to live a life of luxury! I couldn’t wait to get home and tell my gorgeous fiancée Anna the good news. I could feel my cock start to harden as I thought about banging her tonight to celebrate our inheritance!

Chapter 2: Anna’s POV


That night when I got home from school to the apartment my fiancé Kevin and I shared, he told me the good news about the reading of his grandmother’s will.

I could scarcely believe it and thought he was joking at first. $2 million dollars! I had grown up lower-to-mid class and that amount of money was something I could have never even dreamed about.

“We’re going to be rich! Life is going to be so great!” Kevin exclaimed as we hugged in celebration at the good news.

As we hugged, I could feel his penis getting hard and pressing suggestively against my stomach. I always loved the feeling of his firm manhood pressing against me, knowing that I had aroused him! I looked down and saw that his huge erection that was thursting his jeans outwards to the limit!

“Oh baby, I’m sorry, but we’re going to be late for our dinner reservation. Can we wait until we get back home tonight?” I asked regretfully.

He nodded reluctantly. As I was doing my hair to get ready for dinner, I watched my muscular fiancé strip off his jeans and his boxers and start to head to the shower. As he walked to the shower, I could see from behind his long still semi-erect cock bouncing up and down and his large nuts dangling down between his firm buttocks and bouncing and swinging from side to side as he strode towards the bathroom. It looked so hot and I stared in awe at this impressive display of masculinity!

Before he got to the bathroom, I asked him, “Baby, can you promise me something though? Can you promise you won’t hurt Kelly any more than you have to in order to win the fight? I feel bad for her having to fight you. It doesn’t seem fair.”

He turned around and replied, “Sure, that’s what I was thinking. She looked truly terrified today when Joanne read the will. Her father was trying to put a stop to fight. But what was funny was then her mom jumped in and said it was fine, that Kelly would fight me. Then she even had the nerve to say it was me that ought to worry about getting hurt, not Kelly. Can you believe that, as if some little girl was even capable of hurting a big strong guy like me??? I don’t know what on earth Aunt Lori was smoking today, but she must have been totally high. I mean I work out every day and I’m a star football player, while Kelly’s never played any sports. Plus girls just can’t fight. She doesn’t have the balls to fight me if you know what I mean!”

At this, Kevin, still totally naked, cupped his nuts proudly to emphasize his point and then flexed his biceps, showing off his super impressive muscles. He had such an awesome body, and I looked up at him and his masculine strength with total awe.

“I know baby,” I replied. “There’s no way she can beat you at the fight. Your aunt is just being silly. But from what I hear, Kelly is really smart though. Maybe it would be a good idea if we studied this weekend together for the academic test. I’d be happy to help you study if you wanted.”

“Hmmmm,” he replied. “I was supposed to go golfing with some friends this weekend and it’s going to be gorgeous weather. I’ll study some if I have time, but I don’t want to cancel my plans out of fear of some little girl. I think you’re over-worrying. I know she does pretty well in school, but I’m three years older than her and remember I graduated valedictorian in high school. I’m glad the questions aren’t on literature or history or some crap like that. Math and science are my best subjects and I’m an engineering major so I’ve taken a bunch of classes in them. And also guys are better than girls at math and science, guys always score on their math SATs than girls. Her mom likes to brag about how smart Kelly is, I can’t wait to beat her at the academic contest and end Aunt Lori’s bragging about that too.”

With that, he went into the bathroom and closed the door before I could respond. I couldn’t help feeling a little ticked off, especially at his comment about guys being better than girls at math and science. I knew that statistically males did score better on the math SAT on average while females scored better on verbal on average, but that didn’t mean that guys were always better than girls at math and science and that no females were capable. I was trying to make it as a female engineer, and I had noticed a lot of that sexism when I had applied for internships the past two summers, as I was passed over for guys who had a worse GPA. To hear that sexism now coming from own fiancé bothered me.

Also, I didn’t think his cockiness and overconfidence about the academic test was smart, especially with $1 million riding on the outcome. There was a look of things I loved about Kevin. He was the star football player at college, and unlike most jocks, he was actually smart, and graduated valedictorian in high school. He could also be very sweet, and gave me a lot of wonderful surprises and gifts. And of course, I loved his big thick 11 inch cock and his huge nuts. One thing I didn’t love about him though was his big male ego and all of his bragging and cockiness. I told myself many times that a person wasn’t going to love everything about another person, and that I should focus on all of his good qualities instead. Still though, I couldn’t help feeling right now like it wouldn’t be the worst thing if Kevin was brought down a peg somehow.


Chapter 3: Kelly’s POV


I was having a really bad day. First, I had woken up with the first day of my period, and I was having really bad cramps that even painkilling pills didn’t seem to be helping. Then I had heard the news about having to fight my older larger male cousin Kevin in a fight for my grandmother’s inheritance.

All car ride home, I felt terrible thinking with dread about having to fight Kevin, who I really disliked. This is embarrassing to admit, but when I was in middle school, I was overweight and also had an acne problem on face. A lot of guys at school teased and bullied me, calling me fat and ugly, including Kevin while him and his buddies laughed at me. Now that I had lost a lot weight and had found a cream that got rid of my pimples on my face and my breasts had really developed, he had stopped teasing me in the past two years, but the pain from being harassed during those middle school years lingered.

I couldn’t believe my mom had said to Joanne that it was fine for me to fight him. I thought she loved me.

When we got home, I told her with my tears in my eyes, “Mom, why did you tell Joanne that it was fine instead of letting Dad try to protest? You want me to get beaten up so just that we have a chance at half the money from the academic contest?”

I grimaced as I felt another contraction! It wasn’t fair! Why did girls have to feel this pain but not guys?

“Oh sweetie, that’s not what I want at all. After we talk about strategy, I genuinely think you will beat him. In fact, not think, I’m positive you will. And I think it will be such a fun incredible experience for you too!” she replied.

“Don’t be ridiculous!” I snapped impatiently at my mother’s crazy talk. “He’s three years older and so much bigger and stronger than I am. How in the world am I going to beat him?”

My mom just smiled. “Oh sweetie, I think it’s time we had that mother-daughter talk I should have had with you a few years ago probably. Tell you what: after we talk if you don’t think that you will definitely beat Kevin, then we’ll call off the fight and just concede the money and I’ll be totally fine with that. I just want you to give it an open mind and listen to me for a few minutes, ok?”

“Fine, I’ll listen,” I said, knowing that there was nothing she could say that would change my mind.

“Ok,” my mom said. “First off, I understand that Kevin is three years older than you, and you are totally correct that males are bigger and stronger than females. I totally understand your argument. However, have you learned in your sex-education that while us girls have a nice smooth crotch that guys have a penis and testicles?”

Jeez, my mother really had flown off the deep end. Now she was giving me a sex education lesson.

“Yes, Mom, but what does that have to do with anything?” I asked impatiently, embarrassed to be talking with her about the male private parts.

“Did you learn in your class about how sensitive the testicles are? Or have you seen any movies where a girl kicked a guy in the groin and seen the effect it had on him?” she replied.

Suddenly her meaning dawned on me. I had seen several movies where a smaller girl had kicked a guy in the groin and won the fight!

“Oh my god, Mom, does that really work in real life?” I asked excitedly. “A bunch of us from school were watching a movie where that happened and one guy said that only works in movies. He said girls are too weak to be able to hurt a strong guy like him, and that it was just put in the movie for comedic effect.”

My mom smiled. “That’s what guys want us to think. They don’t want us to know their big weakness and because if we do, we can always beat them. I’ve busted several guys before when they tried to touch my boobs and I can tell you, if anything, it works even better in real life than in movies. But you don’t need to just take my word for it. I have one of those incidents on video, so you can see firsthand how much it hurts guys. This was my first time ever busting a guy. I kept the video for all these years because I thought it might help teach my future daughter!”

I watched intently as my mom showed me the video. In the video, she looked like she was about 20 years old and she was at a bar with several female friends.

Suddenly, an enormous black guy, wearing just a white sleeveless shirt that showed off his muscles and blue jeans that were half way down his ass revealing his red boxers, came over to my mom and said, “Hey babe, you’re looking so hot in that dress.”

He was obviously drunk and was slurring his words. “What do you say we get outta here and go do some fucking? Look at how hard I am for you!”

Since the video was from 20 years ago, the picture quality wasn’t great, but I could still clearly see that he did have an enormous erection that was very visibly thrusting his jeans outwards near the zipper area.

My mom replied, “No, I’m just here with my friends. Please leave me alone.” Her voice was shaky, and I could tell my mom was nervous. With that, she turned her back on him, turning her attention back to her friends.

However the big black man grabbed her and slammed her against the wall, causing my mom’s drink to fly out of her hands and shatter on the ground.

“Well, unfortunately for you, Jamal don’t take no for an answer,” he said as he moved his hands down and started touching my mom’s breasts.

“Yeah Jamal, you show that bitch who is boss,” I heard one of Jamal’s friends off camera say with a laugh.

Next, I saw my mom drive her right knee up between Jamal’s parted legs. I could see her knee drive his whole big male package upwards against his crotch. I then heard a high-pitched scream that sounded like it was coming from a 10 year old girl, but I realized it was coming from the big black man!

Jamal’s hands instantly flew from my mom’s breasts to his scrotum and his eyes bulged so far out! It looked really comical, and I couldn’t help laughing. Groaning, he doubled over at the waist with his hands pressed tightly to his jeans near the zipper area. Then a few seconds later, he fell onto his knees, and then a few seconds after that, onto his side. As he moaned unintelligibly in pain, the big strong black boy started rocking back and forth with his hands pressed tightly to his balls.

“Hahahaha, he looks so dumb!” I said laughing, as my mom laughed with me.

In the video, Jamal finally managed to put together a few words, “AAAARGHHH! My balls, my balls! Aaaarrrghhh! My fucking nuts! They hurt so bad! Oh God, make the pain go away, I can’t take it anymore.”

My mom and I laughed even harder. It was a good half an hour before Jamal was finally able to get up. Even then after 30 mins, he still clearly was feeling the effects, barely able to get up having to use a chair to help him, and walking away humiliated, very gingerly, with a significant limp and with one hand still holding his nuts. All from one little knee from my mom! And this was a super ripped muscular guy too!

Laughing, I turned to my mom and said, “Oh my God, his reaction was way more devastated than what they show in movies.”

“I know, sweetie,” my mom replied. “That’s because getting kicked in the balls is literally the most painful thing that can ever happen to a guy, and there’s no way to properly simulate it. Even the best actors can’t.”

After watching the video, I thought eagerly now about the prospect of getting to fight my large muscular cocky male cousin.

“Oh Mom, I would love to kick Kevin in the balls. He’s always so cocky and thinks that he’s better than everyone else, especially girls. And back when I was in middle school, he used to bully and taunt me all the time calling me fat and ugly. But Mom, won’t there a rule against kicking Kevin in the nuts during the fight?” I asked. “I mean I know there’s a rule against groin attacks in wrestling, karate, and other sports.”

“I know,” my mom replied. “But that’s because those rules were made by men to protect their stupid little nuts and to protect the myth of male strength and superiority. That whole rule is bullshit. Guys try to use their size and strength advantage over girls, so why shouldn't girls be able to use their even bigger advantage...that guys have two vulnerable pathetic nuts dangling between their legs and girls do not.. Anyways, in this case, your grandmother was the one who made the rules. She knew how Kevin treated you when you were in high school, and I know for a fact that she set up her will this way to give you the opportunity for revenge. There’s not going to be any rule against attacking your cousin’s nuts, I guarantee it . Plus did you hear Joanne say today that the fight was no-holds-barred?”

I nodded and asked, “Mom give me an honest answer. Do you really think I can beat Kevin? I mean I know it worked for you against that black guy, but I’m not a very good athlete and Kevin is so big and strong and good at sports.”

“Oh sweetie, I know Kevin is big and muscular, but honestly a guy’s muscles don’t do anything for him when you get them in the nuts. Look at Jamal in the video. Did all of his muscles do anything good after I kneed him in the junk? And honestly sometimes I think the bigger the guy, the easier they are to beat. The bigger the man usually means the bigger the balls, which not only mean a bigger target for us girls but also the greater the pain for them because the bigger the balls that means the more nerve endings they have there,” my mom laughed.

“Also,” my mom continued, “you don’t need to be a great athlete to be able to bust a guy’s nuts. They just dangle their so pathetically and so totally exposed in such a perfect easy-to-attack position for us girls, and there’s just so many ways you can attack them.”

My mom looked me in the eye and said, “I think you could beat him right now, just by going for his balls. But if you want, I think it would be a good idea if I trained you this weekend. I could show you the best techniques for attacking a guy’s groin and have you practice them if you want. After that, I’m positive you’d be able to beat Kevin. And I know your grandmother was sure you’d win also; she loved you so much and she’d have never done anything that she thought there was even a small chance of you getting hurt from.”

“Oh yes, that would be wonderful if you helped train me,” I said eagerly.

“Of course, sweetie,” my mom replied. “Plus I know from conversations with your grandmother that she also put in another rule that is going to help your odds. Joanne’s not going to announce this until right before the fight, but both you and Kevin are going to have to both fight in only your underwear.”

“This will help you for five reasons I can think of. First, this will make it so Kevin won’t be able to wear a cup to protect his stupid precious nuts. I bet Kevin, being a guy, would be too dumb and arrogant to wear a cup anyways but this will make it so he can’t. Second, this will allow you to very easily see his junk underneath his boxers and know exactly where to aim. Third, you being just in your underwear will have a very sexually distracting effect since males are always so horny. I want you to wear your sexiest underwear you have, or we can go shopping together for new ones if you want, to make sure he is really sexually distracted. Fourth, when he gets an erection from looking at you in your sexy underwear, you and everyone else in the arena will be able to see it. I want you to tease him about his erection, I’ll give you some good lines if you want. Men have such a big ego and hate being teased, that’s another advantage us females have. For that reason, I want you to bring as many female friends to the fight with you as possible, to taunt Kevin the whole time, first about his erection and then about losing to a girl. I guarantee this will make him do stupid things because of his male ego. Then finally, the fifth advantage fighting in your underwear gives you, is that it makes a guy’s balls even more sensitive when they are aroused. A boy’s nuts are already the most sensitive part of the human anatomy anyways, but from what I’ve read that they are even more sensitive when the guy is aroused and his testicles are filled with cum and he’s close to cumming. I’m not a male so I can’t say for sure, but it definitely seemed to be true when I kneed Jamal when he had that massive erection!”

“Wow, that sounds amazing, Mom!” I said excitedly. “That’s so many advantages I never even considered. Yes, let’s definitely go shopping. I want to get your opinion on what is best to wear to distract Kevin!”

“Sounds good!” my mom replied. “So I take it you want to go ahead and fight him now?”

“Yes, I do, Mom! Thanks so much for talking me into this!” I exclaimed giving her a big hug. “This really sounds amazing! I can’t wait to kick Kevin in his family jewels!”

“I know sweetie. If I wasn’t so happy for you, I might even be a little envious of you. Kevin is such a cocky shit who thinks that he’s better than everyone especially females. So many times, when he’s been bragging about how smart he is or how good of an athlete he is, I wanted to kick him in the nuts and teach him a lesson. But I knew I couldn’t or I’d get in trouble. Well, now here’s your opportunity to do that without having to worry about getting in trouble. And on top of that, you get $1 million for beating him after you kick him in the nuts! This is why she set up her will this way, rather than just giving you the $2 million directly,” my mom exclaimed.

“One thing though, sweetie. Let’s not call Kevin’s testicles jewels. Let’s call them junk instead. Jewels imply something nice and valuable. Men call their private parts jewels out of pride to try to create the myth that their organs are something nice and valuable. However, in reality, a guy’s nutsack is so ugly, filthy, smelly, weak, and pathetic. Just pure total junk! Plus, I bet it will be really make Kevin angry when you taunt him if you call his organs junk instead of jewels!” my mom continued with a laugh.

“Ok, Mom, I like the word junk better anyways!” I replied laughing with her.

“I think you can beat him in the academic contest too,” she explained. “I know your grandmother thought you could win too. In fact, she specifically chose his best subjects, math and science, because she had confidence in you and wanted you to be able to prove that you could beat him at anything. I know he’s older than you and has taken more classes than you have, but since he’s such a typical cocky guy, I bet he’s too overconfident to study, or at least study much, for the contest. I got you some study books. We can study together this weekend if you want. We can split the time between studying for the test and training for the fight. It will be good to switch back and forth whenever your mind needs a break after studying or your body needs some rest after training.”

“Oh yes, Mom, that sounds wonderful! Thank you so much for helping me.” I replied excitedly.


Chapter 4: Anna’s POV


Kevin and I were having very delicious romantic dinner, and the little bit of tension from our conversation just before he got in the shower was completely gone. I was wearing a new sexy dress for dinner tonight, and much to my satisfaction, I could tell that Kevin really liked it as he had not been able to stop staring at me all dinner!

After the waiter served us our main entrees, Kevin had a bite to eat and then stood up a bit to reach for the salt and pepper. As he sat back down, he let out a high pitch yelp, causing people at several nearby tables to turn around to face us. I asked him what was wrong, thinking at first that it was just that his food had been too hot.

Blushing, he said that he would tell me later. As he was still grimacing in pain, it dawned on me what must have happened and why he was too embarrassed to talk about it. Sure enough, when we got to the car after dinner, he admitted to me that he had sat on his left testicle when he went to sit back down after grabbing the salt and pepper.

I couldn’t resist laughing, especially since I knew he hadn’t been seriously hurt. “Oh, you silly boys and your sensitive testicles. You boys need to be careful. You want to have kids don’t you?” I giggled as I hugged and kissed him.

I could he was a little embarrassed, but at the same time I could tell he was also turned on by my teasing of him as I could feel his penis start to harden as we hugged.

As he drove home, I reached my left hand out, moved it up his thighs sneakily, and started stroking his balls and cock gently through his dress pants, causing him to moan in pleasure and his 11 inch cock to harden almost instantly into a rock-hard erection. I knew Kevin always loved it when I played with his “jewels”, as he liked to call them. I knew Kevin had also been very turned-on by the tight low-cut dress I was wearing tonight that showed off all my curves.

I loved the feel of his 11 inch dick and his plum-size nuts in my hand, and even more than that, I loved how the feel of being able to make his penis grow with the simple touch of my hand. Kevin was always so horny all the time, and I loved how hard he always got for me. And as impressive as his cock was length-wise, it was even more impressive in terms of thickness! He filled me up entirely whenever we had sex, and it felt so pleasurable!

By the time we got home, even after we got home, Kevin’s cock was completely hard and sticking straight out and a big wet spot had formed near the zipper area of his dress pants.

“Well, well, we can’t exactly get out of the car like this. That would be rather embarrassing for you if anyone sees you I would imagine,” I giggled in a sexy female voice.

I gave him my jacket to put around his waist, but to my amusement, even that couldn’t conceal his erection. Thankfully, no one saw us as we got out of the car and took the elevator up to our apartment, with Kevin walking crouched over to try to hide his erection as best as possible. It looked quite comical I had to admit and I couldn’t help laughing at my fiancé!

As soon as we got through the door, Kevin pulled off my dress and bra and started sucking my nipples to my delight. Meanwhile, as we stumbled towards the bedroom, I pulled down his pants and his boxers and started stroking his taut balls again, causing him to gasp ecstatically, “Oh yes, baby, just like that, please keep stroking my jewels.”

Our sex was always great, and we’d had sex almost every night for the 2 years we had been dating, but tonight it was even better than usual! I felt so lucky to have a fiancé with such a big cock and who knew how to use it in bed! As impressive as his 11-inch dick was length-wise, it was even more impressive in terms of thickness! A lot of people ask me whether length or girth is more important, and my answer is always the same: both!

Kevin filled me up entirely whenever we had sex, and it felt so pleasurable! Maybe this sounds cruel to say, but I knew I could never have a relationship with a guy who was small. Back in high school, before I had been dating seriously, I had sex with a few guys who were on the small-to-average end, and I could barely feel a thing during sex; it was awful. Even though I’m sure guys prefer girls with big boobs, the reality is size is far more important for guys than it is for girls. Even if a girl has small boobs, a guy will still find them desirable and it won’t ruin sex the way a small penis does.

Tonight Kevin’s cock was even harder and thicker than usual and as always he lasted a really long time, and I reached six incredible orgasms as I moaned in pleasure as I reached orgasm after orgasm! After I finished with my 6^th orgasm, we switched positions. (Kevin always let me orgasm first and it was more pleasurable for me to do that while I was on top. Then after I would finish, we would switch positions and he would take the top position and cum inside me because that was more pleasurable for him.)

Trying to catch my breath, I complimented my fiancé, “Wow, that was so good! You’re amazing in bed! Your dick’s so big and thick, I love it, it feels so good!”

I knew he always loved it when I complimented on his size and that it turned him on even more!

He panted in reply, “I’m glad you finished fast. I’m not sure I can last another minute. I’m going to explode inside you so…..UMMMMMPPPPH!”

You have to believe me that this was honestly a total accident and I felt awful about it. I loved my fiancé and would have never done this to him intentionally. However, as we switched positions, we both moved towards each other at the same time and my knee accidently collided with my poor fiancé, with what I’m afraid was a good deal of force, right in the worst possible place for Kevin, right in his poor testicles!

It was just a total accident where he happened to move his nutsack forward at the same time I happened to move my knee forward to the same spot. Maybe it was partially the result of me being clumsy after having two cocktails at dinner, but honestly I don’t think so. To be honest, looking back at the incident, I’m surprised that this had never happened before in all the hundreds of times we’ve had sex. During sex, a man’s balls just dangle there totally exposed, so close to all the….ummmmm…. ‘action’ during sex.

A man’s penis I thought could also easily get hurt during sex, bent the wrong way when it was fully hard and had no flexibility, with all the thrusting that went on. Having a penis and testicles was a definite hazard for all boys and men in the bedroom during sex, I realized.

I could feel my knee drive my fiancé’s cum-filled babymakers, especially his left one, hard against his unyielding pelvis bone. As I withdrew my knee as quickly as I could from his groin, I could feel the nuts of the boy I loved slowly struggling to regain their former shape after the severe compression I had accidently subjected them to. Even though I obviously can’t know firsthand since I’m a girl, I winced at how they must feel for my poor sweet fiancé!

My big strong fiancé’s face instantly scrunched up in pain and his eyes bulged way out in shock, as a keening high-pain wail escaped through his O-shaped mouth. He pushed me away hard and his hands desperately dove for his tortured testicles.

Kevin doubled over with his hands pressed tightly to his crotch, cupping his scrotum, and then he fell onto his side, rocking back and forth, looking at me with glassy eyes filled with deep deep pain, and moaning, “Oooooowwww! My jewels! Oooowww! You crushed my jewels Anna!”

“Oh baby,” I replied in genuine concern and distress, “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to. I love you. Are you ok? Is there anything at all I can do to help? Can I get some ice for you?”

However, Kevin didn’t respond. My big muscular stud of a fiancé just kept moaning, “My jewels! Oh god, my jewels!” over and over again as his penis gradually deflated until it was completely flaccid. Kevin’s face was completely white in pain, and I saw tears forming in his eyes, as I guess the awful pain was refusing to abate.

I felt terrible to see my fiancé in such agony and to know that I had been the cause. My poor sweet fiancé had been so hard and horny since late this afternoon, and now when it was finally time for him to get seminal relief, I had not only ruined that, but also put him in the worst pain a man can feel.

As he was rocking back and forth, Kevin inadvertently rolled off the bed. He fell hard on our wooden bedroom floor but to be honest, I don’t think he even noticed that at all. All of his attention was still going to his two most prized possessions!

As soon as I felt my knee connect with Kevin’s family jewels, I knew that I had hit my poor fiancé in a bad spot, but honestly his reaction and the amount of pain he was in was far worse than I had expected. While I genuinely felt terrible for doing this to him, I have to admit I couldn’t help finding his reaction comical as well. I’m sorry to say this, but the truth is my big strong fiancé just looked so dumb and pathetic the way he was hugging his precious nuts, rocking back and forth, tears trickling down his face, coughing and dry retching, and moaning over and over again, “Oh my jewels! Oh god, my precious jewels!”

I had heard college football broadcasters often rave about Kevin’s toughness and ability to play through pain during football games. And this was the reaction from the big tough football star from one little knee from a small little girl???

I remember a couple weeks ago, Kevin and I had been watching a movie where the heroine had beaten the bad guy at the end of the movie by kicking him in the nuts. I laughed while we watched, but Kevin seemed embarrassed and he told me that the effects of groin shots were exaggerated for drama in movies and weren’t nearly as painful in real life. However, now didn’t seem like a particularly good or nice time to ask him if he thought that was still the case!

Watching Kevin’s reaction definitely made me thankful that I was born female and that this could never happen to me. I hope this doesn’t sound selfish to say, but it also crossed my mind that I was lucky that I had already just had my 6 incredible orgasms right before this, because I had a feeling that, after this, Kevin was going to be able to….ummmm… ‘perform’ for a while after this.

I asked Kevin again if he wanted an ice pack, but once again, he didn’t respond other than to keep moaning and coughing in agony, so I went to get an ice pack from the freezer anyways. I tried to hand it to him, but I don’t think he even noticed; he was still curled up on his side rocking back and forth and all of his attention was still going to his nuts which he was cupping as if his life depended on it.

Feeling really bad for my fiancé, I went around back and tried to apply ice to his tortured testicles from behind between his buttocks. However, he had his legs pressed tightly together and wasn’t letting me in and he resisted strongly as I tried to force apart his thighs.

“Baby,” I said gently, “Open your thighs to let me in. I’m not going to hurt you again. I just want to ice your balls to make sure they don’t swell up too much.”

After that, he did open his thighs a bit so I could sneak my hand in and ice his poor nuts from behind, although if the ice helped him, he didn’t show any of sign of it. He was still moaning, coughing, and dry wretching in seemingly just as much pain. I didn’t know what else to do at this point. I noticed that his normally plum-sized testicles had now visibly swollen to the size of large oranges.

“Baby,” I asked tentatively, “do you think maybe we should go to the emergency room?”

Chapter 5: Kevin’s POV


It’s amazing the way a night can change in a few seconds! One minute I was feeling more aroused than I ever had in my life, and then the next I was in the worst agony of my life. Ever since Joanne had read my grandmother’s will today, I had been feeling super eager all day to have sex with my gorgeous fiancée in celebration and could practically think of nothing else. Next, Anna had worn a gorgeous tight low-cut dress that showed off all her curves. I simply couldn’t take my eyes off of her all dinner, and I have to admit, I got a big erection during dinner, which thankfully I was able to hide under the table and the tablecloth. The incident at dinner after I grabbed the salt and pepper had been embarrassing and a little painful, but thankfully my left nut hadn’t gotten trapped and had been able to slide out to the side or else I knew the pain would have been much much worse (I cringe just thinking about that!). I wanted nothing more than to reach down and caress my two most precious possessions until they felt better, but everyone at the restaurant was already staring at me after I let out the yelp and I didn’t want everyone to know I had sat on my testicles. That would be so embarrassing! So I ****** myself to sit up straight and tough it out, and fortunately the pain wasn’t as bad as I feared and started abating after a few minutes.

To be honest, it turned me on even more to hear Anna tease me playfully about it after dinner. Then, while I was driving home, Anna reached a hand out and started playing with my cock and my jewels. I absolutely loved when she did that, and I was so hard and so horny that I’m surprised I was able to drive us home without crashing the car! Then once we got home, Anna put her jacket to try to hide my erection, but to be honest at that point I didn’t care who saw. The only things I could think about were my fiancée’s gorgeous sexy body and getting seminal relief for my rock hard throbbing penis!

When we had sex, I always let Anna cum multiple times before I shot my load inside her. Normally, I’m very good at lasting a long time, but tonight I was so horny, that while Anna was on top and reaching her orgasms, it took everything I had not to cum. Finally, Anna reached her 6^th orgasm, and we were ready to change position for me to finish inside her from on top!

As I pulled my hard dick out of her to switch positions, Anna panted “Wow, that was so good! You’re amazing in bed! Your dick’s so big and thick, I love it, it feels so good!”

I almost came right then and there even without anything touching my cock! I absolutely loved when she complimented me like this! I knew I had a big cock and I was proud of it, but still there is absolutely nothing better, as a guy, than hearing a female praise you about being so big and so good in bed!

Then, as I was panting that I didn’t think I could last another second, my entire world collapsed! As we went to change positions, my fiancée’s knee connected hard with my dangling jewels! I stared at Anna in shock and disbelief, and from her expression of shock and horror, I could tell right away that she hadn’t meant to do it intentionally. However, that didn’t make the pain any less bad for me!

I guess I had been lucky, but I had never gotten hit in the balls before, even with all the sports I played! For the first few seconds after her knee connected, the pain wasn’t that bad, and I thought hopefully that maybe I had dodged a bullet and that maybe getting hit in the nuts wasn’t nearly as bad as movies made it out to be. Then, the waves of pain came with a vengeance as the tightly packed nerve endings in my jewels screamed their agony to my brain! I curled up in a ball, coughing and rocking back and forth with my hands pressed tightly to my poor injured jewels in a futile attempt to stop the awful pain, but nothing worked at all!

I don’t know if maybe the pain was worse for me because my jewels had been fully taut and on the verge of releasing their cum, but the pain was way worse than anything I could have possibly imagined! Sure, I had seen others get hit in the balls on occasion and had read about how sensitive the testicles were, but the truth was if you are female or if you are a male who hasn’t gotten hit there, it’s impossible to understand how painful it is: the way the pain in your testicles spreads to your stomach and then the rest of the body and the feeling of nausea that accompanies a hit to the nuts!

The next 10 minutes passed it a blur of pain for me, although to be honest it felt more like 10 hours than 10 minutes for me! Somehow I ended up going from the bed to the floor, but the truth is I don’t even remember getting there! I was vaguely aware that Anna was trying to ask me something, but through my waves of agony, I couldn’t tell what she was saying.

After 10 minutes, once the unbearable pain started to subside to a little bit more manageable level, I heard Anna ask me, “Sweetie, do you think maybe we should go to the emergency room?”

This question really snapped me out of it. I felt horrified at the thought of going to the emergency room and having to tell the nurse, who would probably be female, that I was here because my fiancée had kneed me in the balls while we having sex! To be honest, I already felt totally embarrassed that the girl I was going to marry and spend the rest of my life with had seen me like this, so vulnerable and in so much agony, all from one little knee to my manhood of all places! I had always been proud of my large thick dick and my big dangling jewels that made me a man, and I felt utterly humiliated now to have these male parts be causing me so much pain in front of my fiancée!

What was wrong with me? I was supposed to be a big strong man, who was a tough star football player. How could one little knee from a little girl have hurt me so badly? How could I have reacted so pathetically like this in front of my fiancée? I really hoped my reaction hadn’t looked as pathetic as I remembered vaguely through my haze of pain.

I also realized now for the first turn that Anna was icing my precious jewels from behind between my butt. I know Anna was just trying to help, but this just made me feel even more humiliated that she was having to baby me like this.

Trying to save some face, I said in a firm voice, “No I’m fine. It hurt a little bit, but I’m a big tough guy and I’m fine now.”

As I rolled away from Anna and ****** myself to my knees and started to try to pull myself up using the bed to help, I heard Anna say with a concerned voice, “Sweetie, don’t try to get up too soon. Maybe you should ice them for a little bit longer.”

Then another wave of agony hit me again, almost as bad as when Anna had kneed me, ******* me to double over and then fall back down to the ground, moaning in pain with my hands pressed tightly to my jewels.

“Oh sweetie,” Anna said with concern. “That’s why I didn’t want you to try to get up so soon.”

I knew Anna meant well, but at that moment, her words just made me feel even more humiliated that she had been right about me not being able to get up so soon!

Chapter 6: Anna’s POV


“Here, baby, let me ice your balls some more,” I said as I once again applied gently the ice pack to my fiancé’s red and swollen nutsack once again. I had known it would be a bad idea for Kevin to try to get up so soon, but men can just be so stubborn sometimes with their big egos.

“It’s fine, I can ice them myself,” Kevin snapped, grabbing the ice pack from me.

I was taken aback that he had snapped at me like this, but I still felt awful for kneeing him where it hurts a man worst and I could tell he was feeling really humiliated, so I decided to give him some space and went onto the bed and read a book while I waited for his pain to go away

It was a good hour later before my fiancé was finally able to get to his feet, albeit having to use the bed to help pull himself up. Groaning in pain, Kevin cupped his dangling scrotum and doubled over so that his head was almost touching the floor, but this time he was able to stay on his feet. I felt bad still, but I also had to suppress a laugh because it just looked so ridiculous.

Once again, I felt thankful I was born a girl and that this could never happen to me. I mean, here was big strong fiancé who worked out every day and was the star of the college team, and he could barely get to his feet a full hour after one little knee!

“Oh baby, are you feeling better?” I asked getting up from bed and stroking his ripped biceps.

“Yes, I’m fine now,” he said blushing, although he was still grimacing in pain.

I was still naked because I wasn’t sure if Kevin was going to want to continue our lovemaking session since he hadn’t gotten to cum yet, but he was totally flaccid now and apparently after a knee to his babymakers, he was in no mood to continue where we left off.

“I’m going to bed now,” Kevin said. As he climbed into bed, I noticed his swollen scrotum swung like a pendulum and brushed against the insides of his massive thighs, causing him to grimace and groan in pain. I turned off the lights, climbed in bed next to him, and kissed my fiancé good night, once again feeling thankful I was born a girl and that this could never happen to me. It must suck being a guy and having such sensitive orbs dangling between your legs!

Chapter 7: Kevin’s POV


When the alarm went off Monday morning, I was happy that my jewels were finally feeling mostly better this morning, after two and a half days since Anna’s knee. Our first football game of the season was coming up in a few days, and honestly I had been worried the past two days that my balls would be too sore and swollen to allow me to play in the football game. That would have been so embarrassing, but now I felt confident that I’d be completely recovered to play in the game in a few days.

I turned and looked at my groggy fiancée lying next to me in bed. Anna just looked so gorgeous and sexy, and I could feel my cock harden as I looked her up and down. That was a good sign that things were back to normal with my reproductive organs. I couldn’t wait to fuck my beautiful fiancée today in celebratory sex after I beat Kelly today in the academic contest. Despite how hard and horny I had been on Friday, I still hadn’t orgasmed after Anna’s knee to my nuts on Friday due to the lingering pain in my jewels.

I smiled at Anna and said, “Baby, we’re going to a millionaire by the end of the day today and a multi-millionaire in 2 days!”

I had spent an hour last night after I got home from my golf outing, reviewing my notes from my math and science classes. To be honest, I did it mainly just to placate Anna since she had been imploring me to do that. I felt silly wasting my time studying for a contest against a little girl that was three years younger than me and hadn’t even graduated high school yet.

Chapter 8: Anna’s POV


Kevin and I were at the front door ready to leave for the contest when he told me he needed to go to the bathroom before we left.

“Ok, but please hurry baby, we’re already late as it is,” I replied looking at my watch.

Kevin ran upstairs and I heard the toilet flush and then a few seconds later, I heard a high-pitched female scream, “Ooooooooh!” and I wondered if a woman had broken into our house.

“Help! Anna! Please help me! Oooooh!” I realized it was my husband

“Baby, what’s wrong?” I asked concerned running up the steps and into the bathroom. My fiancé was doubled over with his hands pressed tightly to his crotch.

“Anna, help me! I got my dick caught in my zipper and it won’t come out! Please help! Oooowwww! It hurts!” Kevin begged me.

I hope this doesn’t make me sound like a bad person, but at Kevin’s words I couldn’t help bursting out laughing briefly at the absurdity of my fiancé’s situation. Thankfully all of Kevin’s attention was going to his trapped penis, and I don’t think he even noticed my brief burst of laughter.

Even though I couldn’t help laughing, I did honestly feel bad for my fiancé and was concerned about him and his penis. Kevin had I thought been having quite a few accidents with his male private parts in the past few days: sitting on his testicles at dinner, me kneeing him in the nuts accidently during sex, and now this! It definitely made me feel glad once again to be a female.

“Ok baby, I’ll try to help. I need you to move your hands so I can see though.” I told him gently.

He moved his hands away and I crouched down for a look. I could see that the zipper of his jeans was caught on the foreskin of his penis. I’m not a guy so I can’t say for sure, but that looked painful! I gave a gentle tug on his zipper just to see how stuck it was.

“Aaaarrrrgghhh! My dick! No Anna!!!! That hurts!” Kevin screamed jerking away from me and doubling over.

“Baby, maybe we should go to the emergency room then! I’m sure they know how to handle this a lot better than me!” I suggested gently.

“No Anna! I can’t go out like this! I can’t let anyone see me like this, it would be so embarrassing!” my fiancé protested blushing bright red.

“Ok, ok,” I relented. “I’ll try to help. Let me see again.”

“No!” Kevin protested. “I’ll do it myself. That really hurt last time you pulled down.”
However, Kevin was not able to do it himself. He was clearly too scared to do any more than a tiny tug on his zipper. We tried pouring some water on his crotch, thinking that the wetness might help loosen his cock, but that didn’t work.

Finally Kevin relented and said, “Anna, I need you to do it. I’m worried I’m going to lose out on the million dollars if we’re any later. But please try to be gentle.”

“Ok baby, I will be gentle. It will all be over in a few seconds. Just be brave, you’re my big strong fiancé, I know you are tough. Look at all those guys who hit you on the football field, you’re never scared of them.” I said encouragingly.

“Promise you’ll be gentle,” Kevin begged me.

“I promise. Now move your hands please, so I can see.” I said in a gentle voice.

With a whimper of fear, my fiancé reluctantly moved his hands away from his genitals. With one quick firm, but not super strong tug, I managed to free my fiancé’s penis. It had required less force than I had expected, but I guess even that was still painful for Kevin.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!” my big strong brave fiancé screamed so loudly that I was worried the neighbors would here and call the cops.

“My dick! Anna! You promised you would be gentle! Oh god, my cock! It stings so bad!” Kevin screamed, making a stupid face, as he began jumping up and down in a vain attempt to fight the pain.

He looked so stupid that I had to bite back a laugh. College football broadcasters always raved about Kevin’s toughness and ability to play through pain during football games. And this was the result from one little tug of a zipper!

Chapter 9: Kevin’s POV


It burned so badly when Anna yanked the zipper down off the foreskin of my cock, but thankfully this agony didn’t nearly as long as the pain from Anna’s accidental knee to my jewels had. After about 5 minutes the worst of the burning sensation had died away, and I was able to get up and leave the house to go to the academic contest, although my cock was still stinging a little bit.

I vowed that from now on, I would always take my time and be careful when I zipped up my pants. I knew we were running late, so I had been rushing to go to the bathroom and when I pulled my zipper up, I felt this awful sharp burning pain. I looked down and realized in horror that it my haste, I hadn’t pushed my dick back enough and the zipper had caught on the foreskin of my penis. It was the scariest feeling in the world when I tried to pull the zipper down, but it was stuck and I couldn’t get my foreskin out and even trying to pull down gently caused me another sharp wave of agony.

Now as the pain died down and my panic was over, I felt very embarrassed that Anna, the girl I was going to marry and spend the rest of my life with, had seen me in such a vulnerable humiliating position. I’ve always wanted to impress Anna and to show her what a big tough strong alpha male I was, and I felt humiliated remembering what a scaredy-cat I had been just now with my dick caught in my zipper, whining about how much it hurt and begging her to be gentle. Anna was being nice about it, but she had to think that my reaction was totally pathetic, right?

At the same time, I was very relieved that Anna had been able to free my dick relatively quickly and that I hadn’t needed to go to the ER (that would have been so embarrassing, I don’t think I could have lived with the humiliation) and that no one else would ever know about this besides Anna.

Anna and I arrived a half hour late for the academic contest. Joanne gave me a disapproving look, but thankfully I didn’t have to forfeit the contest even though I was so late. When Joanne asked why we were so late, I made up an excuse that we had car trouble. There was no way I was ever going to tell anyone the real reason, that was for sure!

For the test, Kelly and I sat in a computer room and took a computerized 100-question multiple choice test. I felt like I had done really well on the exam. I would never bring myself to admit this to Anna, but looking over my notes last night had actually been worthwhile as there were several questions I don’t think I’d have been able to answer if I hadn’t studied last night.

After time was up, Joanne called Kelly and I back into the conference room where she would announce the results in front of our families.

“Ok, as you all know by now, the winner of this contest gets $1 million.” Joanne announced. “I have the scores now since it was all computerized. First, for Kevin, he scored 97 out of 100.”

I smiled at Anna as Joanne read my score, and she smiled back at me. We were going to be millionaires! I had done even better than I had thought. There were 5 questions I hadn’t known the answer, so I must have guessed correctly on 2 of those 5 questions. I could feel my cock starting to harden, both in my pride about my score and in anticipation of the celebration sex I was anticipating Anna and I were going to have when we got home, now that my balls were finally feeling better today.

“And for Kelly,” Joanne continued, “she scored 98 out of 100. Congratulations, Kelly, you are the winner!”

I felt numb, like I had been hit by a truck. I couldn’t believe it! I had lost to a little girl 3 years younger than me in the subjects that I was best at! I felt totally humiliated, and I could feel my face going red. I could also feel my cock deflating back down and shriveling in embarrassment.

Meanwhile Kelly threw her arms up in triumph, and Kelly and her mother hugged in celebration.

Kelly stuck out her hand and said to me with a smirk on her face, “Good match, Kevin. Tough blow losing by just 1 point.”

Suddenly my humiliation turned to anger. She had beaten me by one freaking point (probably because she had guessed correctly more questions she didn’t know than I did), and now she was goading me!

I wanted to grab her hand and twist it behind her back, but I knew that would be a bad look in front of everyone here, so I shook her hand. Although when I did so, I leaned in and whispered in her ear so no one else could hear, “You lucky bitch. I’m really going to fucking hurt you tomorrow during the fight now.”

I know that was a terrible thing to say and I’m not proud of it, but I was just so angry and humiliated and I felt like she had been goading me.

I remembered how scared Kelly had been last week when I had expected Kelly to recoil back in fear at my words and lose her smirk. However, instead, Kelly smirked even wider and whispered confidently in my ear, “You silly boy, I’m going to beat you at the fight too, so you can tell Anna tonight to forget about that $1 million. And you’re the one that’s going to leaving hurt tomorrow!”

I couldn’t believe it. What had happened to this scared little girl from last week? Now she was radiating that same stupid confidence her mother had last week, as if a little girl could possibly beat an older big strong guy like me. She may have beaten me at the academic contest, but I resolved that I was going to teach them both a lesson tomorrow about male superiority. Despite my promise to Anna, I definitely wasn’t going to take it easy on her tomorrow anymore, that was for sure!

Chapter 10: Anna’s POV


Kevin was almost silent on the car ride home. I still felt like he had been overconfident and should have studied more on the weekend and would have won if he had. However, I could tell Kevin was already feeling really humiliated and angry and I didn’t want to rub it in, so I decided I wasn’t going to say anything about that.

I couldn’t help noticing the way Kevin’s cock had swollen noticeably with pride when Joanne had announced his score of 97 as he smiled at me, and then the way it had rapidly deflated after Joanne announced Kelly’s winning score of 98. As a girl, I’ve always really been curious by penises, the way they get hard, the way guys can’t fully control them. It really intrigued the way losing to a girl had seemingly caused my fiancé’s cock to shrivel like that. Out of curiosity, I wanted to ask Kevin about that, but now didn’t seem like the best time.

“You know, a 97 is a really good score. You honestly have nothing to be ashamed of,” I said, trying to make him feel better. However, he just grunted in response.

When we got home, I tried again to make him feel better. “Well, look at the bright side. If you win the fight, $1 million is still a ton of money. And the fight is tomorrow, so you won’t have to wait long to get this taste out of your mouth.”

At this, Kevin finally broke out of his sulk and snapped. “I’m glad about that! I can’t wait to get revenge on her. I’m definitely not taking it easy on her tomorrow anymore!” Kevin asserted aggressively. I could hardly believe the anger and hatred I saw in his eyes.

Taken aback, I stammered, “W-why? Just because she got a better score than you did on a test, now you’re going to hurt her?”

“It’s not just that. Afterwards she whispered in my ear that she was going to win the fight too and that I was going to be leaving hurt tomorrow. The same stupid bullshit her mother said last week.. I’m going to teach them both tomorrow that females can’t challenge males physically,” Kevin replied angrily.

“What did you say to her first?” I asked, wanting to get the full story.

“Nothing,” he replied, although he blushed and I could tell he was lying. Kevin was never a very good liar, and I could always tell when he was lying.

“You’re lying,” I replied. “I saw you whisper something in her eye. I can always tell when you’re lying, so you better tell me the truth this time.”

“Fine. I told her that I was really going to hurt me now, but she started it.” Kevin said defensively. “She only offered to shake my hand to humiliate me, and she was smirking at me when she did it. That cocky little bitch beats me one fucking point and then she has the nerve to taunt me like that acting like she is better than me. I’m going to show her tomorrow who the superior sex is!”

“How dare you call her a bitch! She was being a good sport by offering to shake your hand. That’s called sportsmanship. Maybe you would know if you had any! You can’t handle that a female beat you, can you? I can’t believe how sore of a loser you are being!” I yelled, my eyes blazing with fury.

With that, I went to the bedroom, slamming the door behind me.

Then a moment later, I opened the door again and yelled “You can sleep on the couch tonight because you forget sleeping in here tonight,” before slamming the door again.

I couldn’t believe how bad of a loser and how poor of a sport Kevin was being about this. I had never seen this side of Kevin, and I was suddenly worried. Was the man that I had agreed to marry really the man I thought he was at the time I said yes?

Meanwhile, while Kevin was doing nothing to prepare for the fight, just assuming he would win because he was a guy, Kelly was busy practicing.


Chapter 11: Kelly’s POV


My mom and I were both ecstatic about my victory on the test. All of our studying this weekend had really paid off!

I told my mom about the exchange of words between Kevin and I when shaking hands, and my mom and I both laughed.

“That was so smart, sweetie! With his big male ego, I bet he was already seething with anger after losing to a girl, and you did a great job of taking advantage of it! Remember to taunt him lots and lots tomorrow too, I can guarantee he’ll lose his head and do some stupid things as a result! Hahahaha, if his big stupid male ego was humiliated today, he’s going to be a thousand times more humiliated tomorrow!”

“Males just have so many weaknesses. Their ego, their horniness, and of course, their nuts! And you’re going to take full advantage of all three of Kevin’s weaknesses tomorrow!” she continued as we both laughed!

Despite our laughs and my victory today, my mom and I weren’t taking anything for granted and we went right to work practicing when we got home.

My mom had set up a dummy, fully equipped with makeshift dangling male organs that she had sowed on, in order to demonstrate the best techniques for attacking a male and have me practice them on.

While I was practicing kicking the dummy in the crotch, a question suddenly occurred in my mind. “Mom, is it better to kick Kevin in his junk with my toes up or my toes down?” I asked curiously.

“Hmmm, that’s a really good question sweetie, I never thought about that before. I guess it depends on how good of a shot you are. Toe up will cause your toe nails to jab Kevin’s balls against his crotch, which will put him in unimaginable pain, but you have to be precise for it to work out. If you do toe down, aiming won’t matter too much, but it won’t hurt quite as bad. Maybe start with toe down and then do toe up once you have more confidence,” she advised.

Overall, my mom helped me a lot and it was a very productive day. When I went to bed that night, I was dreaming of having a real pair of balls to try these techniques on, rather than tennis balls in a sock!

Chapter 12: Kevin’s POV


Anna and I drove to the gym for the fight in total silence the next morning. I was still mad at her, and it looked like she was still definitely angry at me as well. This was the first big fight we had ever had, and the first time we had slept in separate rooms since she had moved in with me. I wasn’t proud of some of the things I had said last night, but I felt angry at Anna because I felt like she was taking Kelly’s side instead of mine when I was her fiancé and she was supposed to take my side. And after spending a night trying to sleep on our uncomfortable couch, I was also angry at her for kicking me out of the bedroom!

Despite Anna’s words defending her, I remembered how Kelly had been smirking yesterday and I was positive she hadn’t just been being a good sport when she offered to shake my hands. I think Kelly knew how humiliated I was feeling after losing to a girl in an academic test of my best subjects and having our scores read out loud in front of everyone, and she had offered to shake my hand in order to rub it in and provoke me. And it had worked perfectly for her I realized now! I had given her exactly the type of reaction she must have been hoping for when she provoked me, I realized now. I blamed Kelly for my fight with Anna, and I couldn’t wait to get revenge on Kelly today!

Anna and I still didn’t talk when we got to the gym, but she did at least sit on my side of the stands with my father Richard and my two younger brothers, 18-year old Greg and 16-year old Johnny. While my side of the stands just consisted of my father and my two brothers, I noticed with some surprise that Kelly had brought along about 20 female friends in addition to her mother and her three younger sisters. I noticed that a lot of Kelly’s friends were quite attractive, and I wanted to impress them with my male strength and fighting ability.

I was wearing a blue sleeveless shirt and blue gym shorts, while Kelly was wearing jeans and a gray hoodie, not even looking like she was dressed to fight. I knew Kelly didn’t play any sports at school. Maybe she didn’t even have any gym attire, I thought with a smirk. I couldn’t wait to start fighting and salvage at least some of my ego which had been so badly hurt yesterday.

Joanne who was the referee for the match cleared her throat and said, “Ok, everyone, as you know the winner of this fight gets $1 million. The winner will be declared only when one person knocks out the other person. You are not allowed any external weapons, such as knives, but otherwise all blows are fair. Also, according to your grandmother’s will, you are both required to strip down to your underwear now for the fight, Kevin first and then Kelly.”

I couldn’t believe that last part and gasped in disbelief and dread!

After Anna had kneed me in the nuts by accident during sex on Friday evening, my jewels had still been very swollen and tender on Saturday and every time I walked and my balls brushed against the insides of my hard muscular thighs, it caused me a ton of renewed pain. When Anna saw that I was wincing and having trouble walking, she again asked me if maybe it would be a good idea to go to the doctor to make sure everything was ok. When I vehemently shot down her suggestion again, she suggested that maybe it would be a good idea for me to wear briefs for a few days since briefs provide much more support than boxers and would prevent my testicles from swinging freely against my thighs as I walked. Blushing, I initially resisted Anna’s idea saying briefs were stupid and that I was a tough guy and I’d be ok. However, as the day went on and my balls kept getting worse and worse from the constant brushing against my things, I finally gave in to Anna’s suggestion. However, I made Anna be the one to go to the store and buy the briefs. I didn’t want anyone seeing me, the big tough football captain, buying whitey tighties!

While I felt stupid and ridiculous wearing briefs, I have to admit Anna was right and the briefs really kept my testicles in place, not swinging against my thighs as I walked, and was helping my poor jewels get better. I wasn’t 100% yet, but I thought that in a few days I would be fully recovered and then I planned on throwing away the whitey tighties forever!

However, now Joanne was telling me I needed to strip down to my underwear for the fight, in front of all these people, mostly girls! I realized with dread that the outline of my male private parts would probably be visible to everyone underneath my tighy whities! I had always considered myself lucky to be so well hung, but this was a situation where it wasn’t such a good thing. If I had known we were going to have to fight in our underwear, I would have definitely worn boxers instead, even if my not yet fully recovered nuts caused me some lingering pain when I moved and they brushed against my thighs.

I argued vociferously with Joanne, but she showed me a copy of my grandmother’s will, as Kelly smirked at me. Joanne told me that if I wasn’t willing to strip down to my underwear for the fight, then I would be required to forfeit and Kelly would win the $1 million. Well, I definitely wasn’t going to forfeit.

I took off my shirt and then blushing bright red, I reluctantly pulled off my gym shorts and stood there awkwardly in just my white briefs. I blushed an even deeper shade of red, as I heard all the females, including Kelly and Lori laughing at me!

“Hahaha, Mr. Big Strong Football Star wears dumb whitey tighties!” I heard one of Kelly’s friends from the stands taunt.

“Hahahahah, what a loser!” another taunted.

I wished I could disappear. I tried to explain that I wasn’t a loser, that I normally wear boxers and was only wearing briefs because, but then I stopped. I didn’t want to tell all these females about how my fiancée had kneed me in the nuts during sex a few days ago and how much it had hurt me! That would be even more humiliating!

The girls just laughed even louder and started chanting “Loser!”, Loser!”, Loser!”

“Oooooo, grosss! Look, you can see all of his ugly male junk under his stupid whitey tighties!” I heard one of Kelly’s friend from the stands say, and all the girls started laughing even louder.

Even Joanne, who was trying to remain professional, was struggling to hold back a laugh and was unable to keep holding it back after hearing what Kelly’s friends said. The only female that wasn’t laughing was Anna. She was also blushing and had her head down in her hands, looking mortified that everyone was getting to see her fiancé’s private parts in just his white briefs.

“Ok, Kelly, your turn now,” Joanne said, trying to force herself to stop laughing and regain her professional air.

While I had been so reluctant to strip down, Kelly meanwhile took off her clothes without any hesitation and stood there totally unabashed, radiating total confidence, in just a very skimpy bra and a matching pink thong. I couldn’t help staring impressed at her long tanned legs, her shapely ass, and her enormous boobs which were way bigger than Anna’s. I knew that my younger cousin had morphed from a fat ugly pimply middle schooler into an attractive young woman, but since she normally dressed very conservatively, I had no idea she had developed into such a total knockout!

I could even see a hint of a camel toe in her pink thong which was molded tightly to her vulva, which excited me even further! I could feel strange flutterings in my stomach as I stared at her, and with dread, I realized that I was getting an erection! I was standing there in front of a bunch of females in just my whitey tighties and I was getting erection! While all eyes were hopefully still on Kelly, I tried to quickly adjust the position of growing penis inside my briefs to hide my hard-on, but my efforts were futile. My penis was simply too big and my briefs too small!

I tried to look away from Kelly’s hot body and think about anything else, but I couldn’t get the sight of her gorgeous almost naked body out of my mind, and my cock just kept rapidly growing to full size with pulsating masculinity

Kelly was the first one to notice it.

“Ooooh, look, are you all hard for your pretty little cousin?” Kelly taunted me, laughing and pointing at my erection. “Too bad you can’t have me. You better watch you don’t trip over that during the fight though!”

All of Kelly’s friends in the crowd were also laughing and taunting me.

“Oooooh, gross! Look you can see the wet spot from his cock on Mr. Football Star’s whitey tighties! So gross! Men are totally gross!” I heard one girl taunt me, causing the others to laugh even harder.

Once again, the only girl who wasn’t laughing at me was Anna. However, this time instead of looking humiliated, Anna looked angrily at me. I guess she was mad I had gotten a hard-on for another girl.

Although honestly, when a girl was dressed like Kelly was now, what was a guy supposed to do? There was no way for a guy to look at her and not get a boner. Also, in fairness to me, I was feeling extra horny today too since I still hadn’t gotten the sexual relief I had been craving for since Friday!.

My humiliation suddenly turned to anger. This was supposed to be my day of revenge, and here I was getting humiliated even worse than I had yesterday. I couldn’t wait to finally start the fight and kick Kelly’s ass, shut up Kelly and all of her annoying female friends, and restore at least some of my ego.

Chapter 13: Lori’s POV


I’ve always been a feminist my whole life. I deeply disliked all patriarchy in our society and how men always force women to be second-class citizens. To me, the penis and testicles seem to symbolize patriarchy. So I always loved seeing men get busted and put in their proper place.

So far, things were going even better than I had hoped for. As I watched Kelly, I felt a surge of pride at this beautiful smart sweet daughter that I had helped create and bring into this world!

I knew Kevin was going to get an erection at the sight of my gorgeous sexily-dressed daughter (men are all just so horny and predictable that way), but what I hadn’t anticipated was my cocky nephew wearing briefs, which made it even better! I couldn’t believe a boy like would wear shit like that! He just looked so silly and stupid standing there blushing in just his whitey tighties with his enormous erection poking them outwards like a tent! He hardly looked now like the tough arrogant football captain who always strutted around as if he was God’s gift to the world.

I loved hearing Kelly and the other girls were taunting him about both his erection and his whitey tighties. Clearly, Kelly had listened to my advice to invite as many of her female friends as possible and to have them taunt Kevin as much as possible to take advantage of his male ego. I had also invited several older girls from the neighborhood that went to the same college as Kevin because I wanted Kevin’s humiliation to happen in front of several women that he would have to face every day so that he could never live the embarrassment down.

To be honest, I have to admit that, against my will, I couldn’t help being impressed by size of Kevin’s penis, as he had the biggest cock I had ever seen in my life. But that just made me want to see him get busted even more. In addition to his dick, I could always clearly see the outline of Kevin’s large scrotum sack and his twin meaty orbs underneath his white briefs, and I knew that would make it a nice big easy target for Kelly to know exactly where to aim! I also knew that the bigger the balls meant the more nerve endings and hence the bigger the pain!

As the girls taunted him, I was satisfied, knowing our plan had worked so far, to hear Kevin growl angrily at Joanne the ref, “Are we ever going to start the fucking fight?”

Joanne had been laughing along with the rest of the females, but she quickly tried to resume her professional air and quickly signaled the start of the match.

Kevin wasn’t the only one eager for the start of the fight. I was feeling super wet, thinking about my daughter busting my cocky unsuspecting nephew’s big dumb exposed nuts in his stupid whitey tighties and humiliating him so much more than she had already!

As the match started, I was happy to see that Kevin was standing with his legs spread wide open. The boy was obviously not expecting that Kelly would go for his balls. I never understood why men loved to stand with their legs spread like that. Doesn’t that just expose their weakness? God, guys were so dumb. They were so conditioned to think that their stupid precious nuts would always be off limits at all times, even though the rules Joanne had just read had clearly stated that it was a no holds barred fight.


Chapter 14: Kelly’s POV


Everything was going just as my mom had told me it would. It made me feel so good and powerful to know that I had caused my cousin, who had teased me unmercifully for being fat and ugly during middle school, to get an erection from my sexy body I had worked hard to develop the past few years and with my skimpy underwear that my mom and I had picked out! Honestly, he looked so dumb with his big erection in just his whitey tighties! I was definitely super glad I was born a female and didn’t have one of those dumb things between my legs like Kevin did that stuck out so obviously every time I was aroused. After all the years he had bullied and taunted me, the tables had turned now and I loved laughing at him and making fun of him now! I was also grateful for my friends taunting him as well, which I could tell was making him even more embarrassed and uncomfortable. On the other hand, I had come a long way since my overweight pimply days in middle school, and I felt totally confident in my underwear now, showing off to everyone my now gorgeous feminine body and well developed boobs. I definitely realized now that my grandmother had put this underwear clause in the will to give me an advantage and I felt very thankful to her for it!

As Joanne signaled the start of the match, Kevin advanced towards me and growled nastily, “I’m going to fucking kill you for laughing at me like that, you bitch!”

Despite all the training I did with my mom, I just simply froze in fear as Kevin charged at me. I could hardly believe the hatred and anger I saw in his eyes. While it had been fun teasing him about his boner, the realization now hit me that I was fighting my big athletic male cousin who was a foot taller than me and could probably lift 3 times as much as me and I just froze in fear.

Chapter 15: Kevin’s POV


With a growl of triumph, I tackled Kelly to the ground. She hadn’t even tried to move out of the way. This was going to be so easy. Girls just couldn’t fight.

I probably could have finished her off right then and there, but after she had humiliated me and laughed at my manhood a few minutes ago, I was still feeling super angry and there was no way I was going to let her off that easily. I decided I was going to have some fun with her amazing body first! As we grappled on our knees, I grabbed her from behind and pressed my rock hard cock tightly against her shapely ass, discreetly rocking my hips slightly and loving the feeling of her ass against my dick!

I maneuvered her body, so that she was facing away from Joanne the ref, and I slid my hands up chest and grabbed her tits, hoping that Joanne wouldn’t be able to see! To my relief, she didn’t blow the whistle and I didn’t think she could see what I was doing. I started playing with my cousin’s breasts, loving the feeling. They were so big and luscious, much bigger than Anna’s, and I could my already rock hard penis straining to get even larger.

I made eye contact with my Aunt Lori, who I made sure could see exactly where I was touching her daughter. As she glared at me angrily, I smirked at her, loving the satisfaction of teaching that stupid woman a lesson for thinking her small daughter could beat a big strong man like me.

I had been initially just planning to cop a quick discreet feel of Kelly’s boobs and to press my dick against her ass a little bit for revenge for how she had taunted me about my erection and to prove a point to her and her mother about male superiority and that I could do whatever I wanted to her.

However, it just felt so good playing with her perfect breasts and thrusting my rock hard cock against her female ass, that I just couldn’t stop. I realized that I would be on the verge of actually cumming after only another few more thrusts. I knew it probably wasn’t the smartest thing in the world to do, especially in front of my fiancé Anna, but right now I didn’t care. I would deal with the consequences with Anna later. The only thing I could think about right now was my cousin’s sexy body and I felt absolutely desperate right now to finally get seminal relief for my rock hard throbbing cock!

Chapter 16: Anna’s POV


When I heard Joanne say that the contestants needed to both fight in their underwear, I genuinely felt bad for Kevin. Even though Kevin was well hung and had nothing to be embarrassed about in terms of the size of his package, I knew how humiliating it had to be for him to stand there in front of all those girls in just his whitey tighties with everyone able to clearly see his private parts.

Heck, it was humiliating for me too since that was my fiancé and only I was supposed to get to see his private parts like that! When all of Kelly’s friends started taunting him, I blushed and put my head in my hands unable to watch.

However, then my sympathy for Kevin began to turn to anger when I saw that he got a hard-on and especially when he touched Kelly’s boobs. We were supposed to be engaged. I was supposed to be the only girl who he got a hard-on for and the only girl whose boobs he touched! I felt like he was cheating on me!

I felt awful for Kelly as he groped her. It was really unfair making a girl fight an older stronger boy like this. Obviously, I knew that females couldn’t match males in physical competitions and I wanted to win the $1 million, but I didn’t want Kelly to get hurt and that’s why I asked Kevin that first night to not hurt Kelly any more than he had to fight the win. Instead, he was feeling her up and humiliating her! I felt so angry at him!

As my fiancé groped poor Kelly’s breasts, I could hear Kevin’s two younger brothers, 18 year-old Greg and 16-year old Johnny, both laughing and smirking, obviously enjoying it.

“I’d love to bang Kelly so hard she wouldn’t be able to walk for a week. Look at the way she’s dressed like a slut. She’s asking for it.” I heard Johnny whisper to Greg, both of them laughing.

I noticed they both had one hand in their pockets playing with their large noticeable erections, trying unsuccessfully to be discreet about it.


Chapter 17: Kelly’s POV


I felt totally humiliated having my male cousin grope my boobs like this in front of everyone and I could see Kevin’s two brothers smirking and laughing at me. I could also feel my cousin’s disgusting wet erection pressing against my butt. This was so awful. What was my mom thinking telling me that it was a good idea to fight a guy like this?

I squirmed and tried to escape, but Kevin was too strong. I began to panic but then I remembered the advice my mom had given me yesterday

I balled my hand into a fist, and swung my fist backwards into my cousin’s groin. Even though I couldn’t see my target, I could feel his penis pressing against my ass, so I knew exactly where to aim. As Kevin was thrusting and happened to move at the last second, I could feel my fist miss his nutsack and hit his disgusting erect dick instead!

I wasn’t sure what was going to the result of that. Was a boy’s cock also sensitive or just his nuts? I had forgotten to ask my mom that.

I got my answer to my question within seconds though, as Kevin yelped “Ooooooo” and his hands immediately let go of my breasts. I spun around onto my back, and I saw Kevin doubled over on his knees, grimacing in pain and with his hands caressing his rapidly deflating penis!

It made me happy to realize that a guy’s dick was also sensitive in case you missed their nuts. I heard the other girls in the stands begin to laugh and cheer as they realized from Kevin’s male reaction, where I must have hit him!

Chapter 18: Kevin’s POV


I was in heaven! I think I was only one more thrust away from cumming, and finally getting that orgasm I had been waiting for since that failed attempt on Friday night!

Then I felt an awful pain as Kelly’s fist hit me square in my penis! It wasn’t quite as painful as Anna’s knee to my nuts on Friday had been, but it still hurt like hell since I had been on the verge of an orgasm and my cock had been completely hard without any give it in whatsoever.

To be honest, at that time, I didn’t think she had done it intentionally. I figured she was just flailing trying to escape and she got lucky and happened to hit me right in my dick by accident. Despite the pain, part of me was thankful that her fist hadn’t happened to hit me a few inches down and connect with my jewels instead after the experience I had had on Friday night!

Then, I saw Kelly had a big knowing smile on her face and I realized she had done it intentionally! Rage spread through my body! I also heard Kelly’s female friends laughing and cheering, which made me even angrier!

“Hey,” I yelled angrily to the ref. “That was a foul! Low blows aren’t allowed in wrestling!”

Chapter 19: Lori’s POV


Watching this fight was really turning me on and I could feel my pussy getting really wet and fiery and my breasts swelled with pride as I watched as my gorgeous daughter punched my big cocky nephew square in his totally disgusting erect penis! Kevin looked so stupid and pathetic as he yelped in the type of agony that neither I nor any other female thankfully will ever feel and doubled over caressing his dumb protruding maleness. His cries of agony further dampened my loins were sweet music to my ears knowing what had caused them! Kevin hardly looked like the big tough arrogant football star who had smirked at me moments earlier as he grabbed my daughter’s gorgeous breasts and humped his disgusting filthy cock against her shapely behind. I vowed that no matter how thoroughly Kelly beat him, I would have my own turn at Kevin afterwards and make him doubly sorry for having the nerve to touch my beautiful daughter like that!

All of us females in the stands (well at least all of us females except for Anna) all laughed at how stupid and pathetic he looked, and I noticed even Joanne the referee couldn’t hold back a smile and a laugh. I was satisfied when I heard Joanne respond to Kevin’s complaint by saying with a smile, “No, it’s not illegal. Your grandmother’s will was quite specific. You are not allowed any external weapons, such as knives, but otherwise all blows are fair in this fight.”

“That’s fucking bullshit!” I heard Kevin, still unable to get up, yell angrily at the ref. “Everyone knows low blows are always illegal in all fights!”

I couldn’t stand when males claimed that low blows in mixed fighting competitions. Us females didn’t have the same pathetic stupid junk between our legs as men did, so we had no motivation for making the groin off limits. Why should we have to play by males’ rules?? After all men tried to use their superior size and strength to dominate us females. Why on earth should us females not be allowed to use our even bigger advantage??

Males tried to claim that they were the superior sex. Well, testicles were part of their male anatomy too! If men think they are superior, then let’s make all areas exclusive to one’s gender fair game and see what the outcome of the fight would be! I knew who I thought would be the winner of this fight between my daughter and my nephew! And it wasn’t my big strong football star nephew!

I smiled as Kelly echoed my thoughts exactly and responded to Kevin by saying, “Us girls don’t have that stupid filthy silly-looking pathetic junk between our legs like you guys do! Why should we have to play your stupid boys’ rule?” as she slapped hard her perfect smooth bikini-clad crotch a few times to prove her point.

I smiled knowing that Kelly’s words would make Kevin angry with his big male ego and cause him to do stupid things. While Kelly’s punch to Kevin’s erect dick had been great, what I really wanted to see was her fist, foot, and knee in Kevin’s nutsack!

Chapter 20: Anna’s POV


To my surprise, despite the money that was at stake, I found that my natural instinct was to root for the girl, not for my fiancée! While I didn’t cheer when Anna’s punch connected with my fiancé’s erect dick (I was his fiancée after all, how would that look if everyone saw I was rooting against him?), I have to admit I felt a sexual thrill shoot through my body and I couldn’t help feeling like Kevin had deserved that after the way he had been groping and humping poor Kelly. I knew the dick wasn’t quite as sensitive as the nuts, but I knew that a male’s penis was also sensitive when it was erect. I also couldn’t help myself from thinking that my fiancé looked so pathetic as he doubled over in just whitey tighties, caressing and stroking his protruding maleness.

I noticed with satisfaction that Kevin’s brothers, who had been laughing and catcalling Kelly a few seconds ago, now looked embarrassed to see Kevin who they idolized be taken down so easily by a little girl and knowing that they had the exact same vulnerability between their legs as well!

I thought philosophically as I listened to Kevin’s complaint that Kelly’s blow had been illegal, and Joanne’s and Kelly’s responses to that. I had always just accepted that low blows were illegal in all fights without really thinking about it, but I realized Kelly’s words had a lot of truth to them. Us girls didn’t have a sensitive crotch like guys did, so honestly why should we girls have to play by their rules?

I had always accepted what society said that males were the stronger sex superior in physical activities. However, as I watched Kevin doubled over holding his dick now and thought back to his even more pained reaction on Friday after I had accidently kneed him in the nuts, I found myself wondering, could a girl actually beat a boy in a fight if the groin was a legal target? Could this be the hope for us females so that we didn’t have to be physically dominated by males and play second fiddle to them for the rest of eternity?

I remembered Kevin’s words from earlier on Friday night when he proclaimed that “girls just can’t fight” and that Kelly “didn’t have the balls to fight” while he flexed his biceps and cupped his nuts. I couldn’t help picturing Kelly driving her foot and knee into my fiance’s big nutsack, and I was surprised at how wet I was getting from those imaginations. Could Kelly really beat my big strong football star of a fiancé by going for his nuts?

But, no, surely not, I told myself, trying to keep my expectations in check. I mean my fiancé was the football captain and the toughest guy in school, and all of the other players on the football team were scared to mess with him. Surely, there was no way a girl several years younger than him could beat him. This was probably just one lucky shot because Kevin hadn’t been expecting a groin shot and now Kevin would destroy her, I told myself, unable to help feeling disappointed at the thought.

Chapter 21: Kevin’s POV


I was furious not only that Joanne had told me that low blows were allowed but now Kelly had the nerve to taunt me that females didn’t have “same pathetic stupid junk between our legs as men.” I wasn’t going to let any little girl talk to me this way about my male organs, that I had always been super proud of my whole life!

I could hear Kelly’s female friends cheering and taunting me. I felt like everyone was against me: the crowd, the ref, the rules. It didn’t matter though. I was a male and I’d win anyway and show all these bitches! I had had Kelly down once at the beginning of the fight, and I figured it would be easy to get her down again. At this point, there was still zero doubt in my mind that I would win the fight, and Joanne’s words that low blows were allowed was moreso something that made me angry rather than something that made me worried.

My anger ****** me to my feet despite the lingering pain in my penis. “You dirty little bitch,” I yelled hatefully at my cousin. “You think it’s so funny kicking me in my dick, don’t you? Well, it doesn’t matter, I’ll kick your ass anyway even with you cheating like that. You only got me down because you fought dirty when I wasn’t expecting. Now I’m going to kick your ass.”

This time I resolved I wasn’t going to mess around and feel her up like before. I was going to kick her ass as quickly as possible and show all these females laughing at me who the superior sex was! I wound up and threw a huge haymaker punch thinking I’d knock her out with one punch, but to my surprise she easily ducked out of the way of my punch.

Roaring with frustration, I threw another big punch, but once again she almost effortlessly ducked out of the way.

"You're too slow!" Kelly taunted me as she avoided another one of my punches. “You haven't hit me yet, and I've already got you in your big stupid dick. And I'll get you lots more 'cause you're too slow! I’m going to get you in your big dumb dangling nuts next! Are you looking forward to that?"

“You little bitch!” I yelled, rage surging through my body. “You’re not going to be hitting me in the nuts; it’s going to me hitting you in the face!”

I heard several females in the crowd taunting me “Big Mr. Football Captain can’t even get one shot against a little girl!” and this made me even angrier and more humiliated. How had I not been able to hit this girl yet and finish this fight off? This was really embarrassing. I was really feeling the pressure now, with all these girls taunting me. I had to hit her soon to salvage some of my male pride.


Chapter 22: Kelly’s POV


I could tell my taunts against Kevin were making him more and more frustrated, just as my mom said it would with his huge male ego. I kept taunting him, trying to provoke him to do something stupid as my mom had advised me.

"You're too slow, boy!" I taunted my male cousin, neatly avoiding another angry ponderous male swing. "Those huge balls of yours are slowing you down, aren’t they? You know, you look so dumb with your stupid full-of-nerve balls swinging from side to side and your silly hose bouncing up and down under your stupid whitey tighties every time you move. I’m so glad I don’t have junk like that!”

With satisfaction, I could see this taunt in particular had really gotten to my male opponent.

“These are jewels, not junk!” Kevin proclaimed loudly as he cupped his nuts proudly. “You could only wish you had a bulge like this in your underwear. This what makes me a man and gives me such an awesome muscular body!”

At this, my cousin flexed both his biceps, causing the girls to ooh and aah at the football star’s magnificent muscles. I didn’t have time to waste being impressed by my cousin’s muscles though. As he flexed his biceps, I quickly stepped forward, and needing no second invitation, I drew back my foot to kick my big dumb football star square in his unprotected crotch!

As I drew back my foot, Kevin instantly realized his mistake. I could see the panic in his eyes as he tried to bring down his arms to protect his most vulnerable area. However, his arms had been above his head while he was flexing and it was too late!

Everything seemed to happen in slow motion. I drove my foot up between my cousin’s spread, tree-trunk thighs, smashing the boy’s balls and cock outlined in his briefs, just like my mother had shown me! I kept my toes down, just like my mother had advised me to do initially, so that I didn’t need to be as precise with my aim. I could feel my foot connect with the soft yielding flesh of the dumb dude’s scrotum. I knew I had kicked the football star perfectly in the center of his nutsack as one of his balls were ****** on each side of my toes! I could definitely feel my cousin’s privates against my foot. I could feel their warmth and hardness and felt them rise with my knee, and I loved the feeling! I could feel my bare toes smash the football star’s dangling nuts without mercy against his hard bony pelvis with a satisfying crunch! I could feel my foot embed itself in my unfortunate cousin’s scrotum, and I absolutely loved the feeling! The best way I can describe it is that it felt like the place where my foot truly belonged!

From the way Kevin’s eyes instantly bulged out, I knew I had really really hurt him, right in the spot (well ok, two spots) where it counts most!

“OOOOOW!!! MY JEWELS!!! OH GOD, MY FUCKING JEWELS!!!” Kevin yelled in pain, so loud that everyone in the gym must have been able to hear as he collapsed to the ground hugging his precious nuts. I heard the female portion of the crowd laughing and cheering loudly.

“Tut, tut, you silly boy leaving your nuts wide open like that,” I couldn’t resist taunting Kevin with a big smile on my face. “See I told you I was going to kick you in your nuts this time, didn’t I? And I keep telling you, those disgusting things are junk, not jewels. By the way, what good is it having such big muscles when your balls are that weak?”

Chapter 23: Lori’s POV


I could feel a sexual thrill shoot through my pussy and I almost had an orgasm as I watched my daughter kick my big cocky nephew square in his stupid nuts as he flexed his biceps standing there in just his whitey tighties. How stupid can someone be I thought? Men were all the same: so stupid and predictable. All you had to do was taunt them and sure enough they would always do something stupid every time because of big male ego.

Thankfully, despite my excitement, I had thought to take a picture with my phone as Kelly buried her foot into the boy’s balls! To my delight, the picture captured perfectly the instant my daughter’s pretty foot had connected with my nephew’s ugly smelly dangling scrotum! With a laugh, I decided that I was going to make this photo my desktop computer background screen. I wanted to be able to relive the moment forever!

“Oh yes, good girl, Kelly! You really nailed him good! Right in the nuts! Right! In! The! Nuts! Don't stop! Give it to him really good. I want to see your foot, fist and knee in his nuts several times more!” I moaned in pleasure, as my hand drifted down between my thighs, massaging my heated pussy.



Chapter 24: Anna’s POV


I could tell that Kelly had been trying to goad my fiancé into doing something stupid by taunting him and that she was succeeding in making him more and more frustrated. However, I could still scarcely believe when I saw Kevin flex his muscles leaving his legs spread and his groin wide open! Did he really think that Kelly wasn’t going to take advantage of that and go for his nuts?

Knowing what was going to happen, I stared with utter fascination as I watched the whole thing happen with rapt attention to detail. As Kelly’s foot first make contact with my fiancé’s testicles, I saw Kevin’s nuts try to sliver out, one to each side of Kelly’s foot, only to be restricted by his whitey tighties and unable to escape! I then saw Kelly’s foot drive Kevin’s whole big male bulge in his briefs upwards, smacking my unfortunate fiancé’s scrotum deep into him and crushing his two unable-to-escape nuts against his hard bony pelvis with an audible crunching noise! It looked so hot and was awesome to watch! I shuddered with pleasure and could feel myself getting really wet and fiery in the loins, with my intimate female place aching for relief! For the owner of those testicles though, the experience might not have been so awesome, I thought with a laugh! My fiancé instantly doubled over and collapsed to the ground with his hands hugging his nuts as he yelled, “OOOOOW!!! MY JEWELS!!! OH GOD, MY FUCKING JEWELS!!!”

I couldn’t help noticing that as Kelly’s blow connected with the boy’s balls, Kevin’s brothers Greg and Johnny both let out a loud sympathetic “Ooooooh” sound as they both involuntarily closed their legs and cupped their own nuts. It was quite ironic the way all males seemingly shared an invisible connection when another guy got hit in the balls.

Interestingly, both their cocks had gotten even harder and were now bulging their jeans outwards noticeably. Evidently, seeing their big strong older brother getting busted by their scantily dressed cousin was turning them on!

I heard Johnny whisper to Greg in disbelief, “Greg, did Kevin lie to us when he told us that our balls and cock make us stronger and superior to girls? It seems like our nuts are nothing but a liability. Do you think a girl would also be able to beat us up since we have balls too? Watching this fight is making me feel embarrassed to be a guy.”

I noticed Greg hesitated but then I heard him respond in a firm voice, “No, Kevin would never lie to us. The only reason she got him down was because she cheated and fought dirty when he wasn’t expecting that. It’s bullshit that low blows are allowed in the fight, but even with that, I’m sure Kevin will get revenge on her now that Kevin knows her dirty fighting tactics. All he needs to win is to connect on one punch and he can knock her out. And you should never feel embarrassed to be a guy. Maybe our balls are a little bit sensitive, but you have to remember, just like Kevin told us, it’s our dick and nuts that make us a man and give us these magnificent muscles that women could only dream of having. No, a girl could never beat us.”

I could tell Kelly’s foot had gotten my unfortunate fiancé perfectly square in his jewels. I knew that, even before this, Kevin’s nuts were still hurting from my accidental knee on Friday night, so I could only imagine how painful Kelly’s perfectly placed kicked had to be for him. However, to my surprise, rather than feeling sympathy for him, I felt a sexual thrill and pride in my gender as I watched him collapse pathetically to the ground, hugging his jewels and screaming in the type of agony that thankfully only a male will ever feel. I had true hope now that Kelly could win this fight and that more generally us females we didn’t have to be physically dominated by males and play second fiddle to them for the rest of eternity

Chapter 25: Kevin’s POV


Kelly’s kick hurt so bad, even worse than Anna’s accidental knee during sex. I don’t know how to describe it to females, or to males who’ve never been hit there before. My jewels, which were still in the final stages of recovery from Anna’s knee, simply took on a life of their own sending that sickening gut wrenching pain instantaneously to the pit of my stomach and exploding throughout my entire frame!

As Kelly taunted me about being a silly boy leaving my nuts wide open, I wanted nothing more than to punch my cousin in the face and wipe that smirk off her face. How dare this little bitch have the nerve to kick me in my very sensitive testicles and then taunt me about it!

However, I was simply unable to get up or do anything other than groan in agony rocking back and forth caressing my jewels in a futile attempt to stop the unbearable agony. I could feel my testicles rapidly swelling up, to the point that they were now painfully stretching the tight fabric of my briefs!

I heard not only the females all laughing at me, but I also my younger brothers Greg and Johnny who I knew idolized me, beg me, “Please Kevin, get up. Please don’t let yourself get beaten up by a girl. Remember what you’ve always told us: that males are the superior sex. Kelly’s just a weak little girl. There’s no way she can get beat you. Just protect your jewels and you can’t lose. You’re a football star! And look at all your muscles!”

This definitely got my attention. I didn’t want to let my younger brothers down. I loved the way they’ve always idolized me my whole life. I knew that if I lost to Kelly, they would never admire me the same way ever again. The worst of the pain in my nutsack was beginning to abate somewhat and I ****** myself to my knees.

Then I heard my father yell at me, “What the hell’s wrong with you, Kevin? You’re embarrassing the family! I didn’t raise a son to lose to a pathetic little girl in a fight! Get up and kick her ass!”

These words ****** me to my feet, ignoring the protests of my jewels as I did so. I felt like falling right back down and caressing my aching testicles, but I didn’t want to look weak in front of my father, who was my hero. Everything I did, including on the football field, was to try to impress him and gain his approval. I couldn’t lose to a little girl. I had to win this fight!

Chapter 26: Anna’s POV


I could tell that my fiancé’s testicles were still really hurting him as he got to his feet, but I knew he had a big ego and his ego kept him on his feet.

“You fucking bitch!” I heard him yell menacingly at Kelly. “You had your free shot. Now I’m going to really make you pay for what you did to my jewels! I’m going to teach you why a girl should never get in the ring with a boy and why having balls makes me superior to you! You’re gonna wish you had never been born!”

To my surprise, Kelly didn’t appear the least bit intimidated. She just smiled and said sweetly, “I keep telling you their junk not jewels. And it’s you who is going to wish you had never been born! Or at least wish you had never been born a boy!”

This time, instead of trying a huge haymaker punch which he had had no success with, Kevin simply charged at the girl with a roar of anger, and tackled her to the ground just like he would do a football player.

“There we go Kevin! You got her now! Finish her now off! Make her really pay” I heard Greg and Johnny say, the relief in the voices palpable as their idol tackled Kelly to the ground.

However, as Kevin drove Kelly to the ground, it was, to my surprise, my fiancé who evidently got the worst of it once again!

Unfortunately for my fiancé, as he had driven Kelly to the ground, he had come down nuts-first right on top of her knee!


Chapter 27: Kelly’s POV


‘Shoot, he’s got me,’ I thought dejectedly as Kevin drove me to the ground on my back and fell on top of me.

Then the next thing I knew, however, I heard my cousin scream, “Oooow, my nuts, aarrrgh, not my nuts again! You keep getting the left one!”

‘Huh?’ I thought confused. ‘I didn’t even attack his balls there.’

As Kevin rolled off of me and curled up clutching his scrotum and moaning in male agony once again, I realized, with a smile, what must have happened. He must have come down nuts-first on my knee when he drove me to the ground!

“See I told you I’d make you sorry you were born a guy! Your gender is so pathetic! Can’t even tackle me without hurting your stupid junk!”


Chapter 28: Anna’s POV


I realized then just how truly pathetic the male sex is! Not only are testicles super fragile and sensitive, they also hang in the most vulnerable location, dangling right there between the legs! I mean Kelly hadn’t even had tried to attack his nuts there or moved at all to attack them. My big dumb fiancé just hurt his manhood himself by tackling her the ground! How pathetic is that?

And this was supposed to be the superior sex according to society? I realized now without a doubt that male superiority was a myth and that males’ muscular advantage was more than offset by their dangling pathetic nuts and that us females were truly the superior sex.

At this thought, I felt an electric thrill go through my body and my panties were pretty much completely soaked by now as I watched my big strong fiancé groan and rock his body back and forth pathetically, cupping his testicles. I really wished I had brought a change of underwear! I hope this doesn’t sound cruel, but the truth is Kevin’s gagging, coughing, and retching sounds were sweet music to my ears, knowing that a girl had caused them.

Meanwhile as Kevin’s father and brothers gaped in shock hardly able to believe Kevin had been busted yet again, the females on Kelly’s side of the audience all cheered and giggled.

I looked longingly over there, wanting to be a part of that group of girls cheering for Kelly. This battle of the sexes would make major news since Kevin was a nationally famous college football star and this was an opportunity for the female sex to gain some respect and no longer be treated as second-class citizens. That to me was much more important than the one million dollars!

I wasn’t sure if I’d be welcome over on Kelly’s side though since I was Kevin’s fiancé. However, Kevin’s aunt Lori smiled at me, and almost as if reading my mind, waved me over to their side.

Lori and all the females were really nice and made me feel totally welcome over there. I told them about how I had kneed Kevin in the nuts by accident during sex last weekend and we all got a good laugh about it, making fun of the male sex and talking about how glad we were not to have those stupid organs between our legs! I also told them about how Kevin had sat on his testicles at the restaurant earlier that night! Then, I also told them about the reason we were late yesterday for the academic contest was because Kevin had gotten his dick stuck in his zipper and couldn’t get it out, and we all laughed even harder at that!


Chapter 29: Kevin’s POV


While it hurt like hell, falling down on Kelly’s knee hadn’t been nearly as bad as when she had kicked me in the jewels earlier and I was able to get back up after a minute.

I was feeling so frustrated! I had her trapped on the ground and my jewels had happened to come down right on top of her hard knee of all places! That lucky little bitch! If my nuts hadn’t already been sore before that, I don’t think the pain would have nearly as bad either and I think I would have been able to maintain my hold on her!

I couldn’t believe I, a big strong guy and football star, was actually losing a fight to a girl! It was unthinkable! I should have finished her off at the beginning of the fight when I had a chance!

This time, I vowed to one hand to make sure to protect my jewels at all times. Badly hurt though I was, surely as long as I protected my balls at all times, I had to win, right?

Chapter 30: Kelly’s POV


This time as Kevin attacked me, I noticed he kept his left lowered to protect his balls while he threw a big punch with his right hand. I ducked under Kevin’s punch and gave him a quick jab in the ribs with my fist. I then danced away gleefully before Kevin could hurt me as the young man roared with rage and pain and threw another big punch at me.

This pattern continued for a while. I had no trouble avoiding Kevin’s blows from all my practice with my mom. As I dodged Kevin’s blows, I landed several quick punches and kicks to Kevin’s stomach, ribs, throat, eyes, and knees. This was almost too easy! With Kevin keeping his left hand lowered to protect his precious nuts at all times, that left the rest of his body totally exposed!

Also another big advantage I had was that I was talented kicking with my feet, in contrast to Kevin to who was only used to using his arms. With Kevin keeping his left hand to protect his junk, I knew I only had to worry about avoiding Kevin’s punches from his right arm. Meanwhile I was using either arm or either foot to counterattack Kevin, and he was finding it impossible to protect against all four of them. I realized now that I was capable of beating Kevin even without attacking his balls, but I had no intention of doing that because the nuts were by far the most fun place to hit a guy and also the most humiliating for the boy! I eagerly looked for any opening to punch or kick the football star’s delicate bits, but still the boy was leaving his left hand down there to protect them at all times, even after all my other blows.

"You're too slow boy!" I taunted Kevin again and again, loving how angry my taunts Kevin because of his huge male ego. "You’re going to lose to a little girl. You haven't hit me at all yet, and I've already got you three times in your stupid dick and balls. And I'll get you lots more 'cause you're too slow! I’m going to hurt your precious ballsies so badly that I’m going to make you cry!"


Chapter 31: Kevin’s POV


I was becoming more and more frustrated. I knew I could knock her out with one punch, but the problem as I was finding out now was landing that punch! To my surprise, my cousin was light on her feet, balanced at all times and moved with easy grace and deceptive speed. Meanwhile, my own gait was less than impressive as I tried, not entirely successfully, to keep my still sore balls from brushing against the insides of my massive thighs!

I swung punch after punch, trying to hit her, but all I succeeded in doing was tiring myself out. My over-developed male muscles sucked up more oxygen than I could breathe in. Also while the girl’s punches and kicks did not have that much force, the cumulative effect from them was taking effect on me. My ribs ached, my stomach ached, I could barely see out of my left eye, my right knee was injured, I was soaked in sweat, and I was panting for breath. Also my right arm was becoming heavy and tired from throwing all those big punches. I was beginning to panic. I was running out of steam. I had to hit her soon! Additionally, worst of all, every step I took my nuts were becoming more and more painful as they swung against my hard muscular inner thighs. My super muscular body was working against me!

The relentless taunts from Kelly and her female friends in the stands were making me even angrier and more frustrated

“You…little…bitch,” I replied panting for breath after every word. “I…will…kill…you.”

However, Kelly just put her hands on her hips and smiled. “Awwww, you poor boy, are you tired?” Kelly said not the least bit out of breath. “Are those big dumb nuts you have under whitey tighties making you tired? Don’t you wish you had a pair of beautiful boobs instead like me?”

With that, Kelly started slowly pulling down her bra, revealing more and more cleavage. I felt strange flutterings in my stomach and I felt my penis, despite the hammering it had taken, quickly starting to harden. For a moment, I forgot about everything else besides the sight of my hot cousin’s partially revealed breasts. I stared there totally transfixed, eagerly awaiting the unobstructed sight of my gorgeous cousin’s naked boobs.

Chapter 32: Kelly’s POV


My mom was totally right: men are so stupid and horny. I had no intention of course of actually showing my pig cousin my sacred beautiful breasts. However, my mom had told me that if at some point during the fight, I wanted to distract Kevin, I could start to slowly pull down my bra. She guaranteed that would work and she wasn’t wrong. You should have seen the way Kevin stared totally transfixed, eyes wide and unblinking, his body totally unmoving and frozen, other than the increasing bulge in his whitey tighties.

His eyes were too fixed on my boobs that he didn’t even notice as I drew back my foot. The silly boy was so distracted now that his left hand had drifted off slightly to the side and was no longer protecting his groin. My cousin’s sweat-soaked white briefs had moulded against his genitals and I could clearly see the outline of Kevin’s rapidly hardening dick and his sweaty dangling orbs, so I knew exactly where to aim.

I remembered the discussion I had with my mom about whether to kick toe up or toe down. I was gaining confidence, and this time decided to try to kicking with my toe up, knowing that it required more aim but could cause significantly more pain if done properly. I remember Kevin’s words from earlier how I kept getting his left testicle, so I made sure to aim for that one again!

As I kicked my foot up between my cousin’s legs only inches from his manhood, I realized that Kevin was still so transfixed on my breast that he still didn’t see my kick. God, males are so stupid!

While Kevin was unaware of my kick, I could tell that his father and brothers saw it. Even before my foot struck my cousin’s nutsack, I could hear a long sympathetic “Oooooooohhhhhh” come from the male portion of the crowd and I saw all three of them in background cringe and close their legs involuntarily.

I could feel my big toe and toenail smash Kevin’s dangling left nut to the point of compression against his pelvis with perfect accuracy, with an audible crunching noise, like two walnuts being crushed by a mallet!

‘Ooooow, that one really must have hurt,’ I said with a smirk, feeling thankful I was a female. For a moment in time, I locked eyes with my cousin, my eyes of nearly orgasmic ecstasy while his eyes reflected the shock of hard, incredible pain! I knew I had really connected just from the feel of his soft balls yielding against my toes, but his eyes told the tale of his torment even better.

What followed was simultaneously the most pathetic and erotic sight I’ve ever seen. Kevin, the big strong football captain, who was the toughest guy in school and who had taunted me relentlessly in middle school, shuddered and spasmed with the crush of my kick as an unintelligible scream gurgled from his throat. He collapsed pitifully to the ground on all fours, then curled up on his side, moaning and hugging his tortured testicles, rocking back and forth, eyes squeezed tightly shut, as tears began to trickle down his face.

“Nnrrrrrrhhh! NNRRRH! Uhhhrrrnnn!” It seemed all Kevin could utter were incomprehensible moaning sounds. “”Awrrrrhhnnnnn!”

“Oooh….Oh God!” Kevin finally managed to put a few words together as rolled around in agony. “Oh God! My nuts! “My aching nuuuuuts! You keep getting the left one”

I heard all of my female friends in the crowd cheering for me and laughing at me. I was practically rolling around myself, clutching my sides as I laughed and laughed, trying to catch my breath. All the funny noises and faces males made when they got hit in the nuts were just too much!

Chapter 33: Anna’s POV


All of us females, including me, cheered and laughing, high-fiving each other when Kelly’s foot connected with my big strong fiancé’s nutsack. I think all of us recognized how important this fight was for females finally gaining some respect (it would be major national news since Kevin was a well-known star college football player) and we could all sense that Kelly was very close to victory right now.

I couldn’t believe the way Kevin was staring totally transfixed as if hypnotized, unaware of anything else, as Kelly slowing lowered her bra. I think it excited all of us females to know that we had another weapon that could work so well, that we were capable of totally distracting men with our gorgeous female bodies.

Kevin’s sweat-soaked briefs were moulded to his private parts, and I think we could all see with vivid detail the way Kelly’s big toe had connected squarely with my fiancé’s left testicle, flattening it between her toe and his pelvis with absolutely nowhere to escape, with Kelly’s toenail digging itself into his nut as well! (And I knew this was the testicle that had taken the majority of brunt from my accidental knee on Friday, as well as the one that Kevin had said moments earlier that Kelly kept getting worse! It probably wasn’t the best strategy for Kevin to reveal that information to Kelly though, I thought.)

Even as a female, I couldn’t help cringing at how painful that looked like it must be, and for a moment in time, I felt some sympathy for my fiancé. I knew how humiliating this must be for Kevin and his proud male ego, to go 0 for 2 vs. his younger female cousin, not even able to earn a split of the $2 million that he had been so sure he was going to win. I knew that this had been quite a rough few days for my poor fiancé and his proud male ego: from sitting on his testicles at the restaurant, to getting kneed in the nuts by me by accident during sex, to getting his dick stuck in his zipper, to losing the academic contest, to getting teased by everyone for wearing whitey tighties, and to now getting dominated, busted, and totally humiliated by Kelly in the fight. I knew that Kevin’s normally plum-sized nuts would swell to the size of large oranges by tomorrow and be a constant painful reminder of his humiliation, hurting every time he walked and his dangling nuts brushed against the insides of his hard muscular thighs.

Then I remembered the way Kevin had laughed “Can you believe that, as if some little girl was even capable of hurting a big strong guy like me???” when he told me that Lori thought her daughter would win. I recalled the way my fiancé said “She doesn’t have the balls to fight me” while he cupped his nuts proudly. I thought about him refusing to take the time to study for the academic contest, saying guys are better than girls at math and science. I remembered what a poor sport Kevin had been after Kelly had beaten her, vowing that he was really going to hurt her now. I thought about my fiancé grabbing Kelly’s breast at the beginning of the fight and grinding his erect cock against her ass, even though he was engaged to me. Finally, I thought about my fiancé just now staring at Kelly’s boobs (as far as I knew he had never cheated on me, but I hated how he would always ogle other pretty women even though he was engaged to me) with his penis hardening. While I love my fiancé, the truth was I realized he was a cocky sexist boy who needed to be brought down a peg and Kelly was doing just that!

Chapter 34: Kelly’s POV


Kevin was still moaning pathetically on the ground curled up with his hands pressed tightly to his crotch protecting his pathetic scrotum. As I watched his pitiful male display, my breasts swelled with pride and my pussy was getting really wet and fiery from my domination of this older stronger boy who used to bully me so much. The fact that I was dominating him by exploiting his male organs dampened my heated pussy even more!

My entertainment at watching his pitiful display of male agony was soon turning to eagerness for him to get up so that I could bust and humiliate him again. However, to my frustration, he showed no signs of getting up.

Then suddenly I thought of an idea where maybe I still could take advantage of his delicate bits even with him curled up like this to protect them. My mom hadn’t mentioned this technique to me, but I thought that maybe it would work.

Bending at the waist, I grabbed hold of the back of Kevin’s whitey tighties and yanked them upwards as far as they would go, giving the football star a very painful front wedgie!!!!!

"Oooooooh! Stop! You’re crushing them! Owwww! My nuts! You’re squishing them, let go! My cock too! It’s not supposed to bend like that!" Kevin squealed as I yanked him to his feet by his briefs.

It was working! Gleefully, I started pulling the big strong football star backwards around the gym by his underwear, loving the power I had!

Kevin’s body bucked and flailed in agony, but I had him by the balls (or would it be more accurate to say by the briefs?) and refused to let go. My cousin swung his arms trying to punch me, but I was positioned perfectly directly behind him where he couldn’t hit me with any force! I had him totally trapped!

I think Kevin’s brothers realized this as well, and I heard his brother Greg complain from the stands, “Hey, that’s illegal. You said at the beginning that the contestants can’t use weapons. She’s not allowed to use his underwear as a weapon like that.”

All of the female friends and family on my side started protesting that it was legal. I looked at Joanne the ref and as she made eye contact with me, I knew that even though she was being paid to referee and was trying to remain professional, we were both females and shared a female bond.

Joanne cleared her throat and announced her decision, “That’s an interesting argument. Yes, Mrs. Smith’s will did say that no external weapons were allowed, but it also said that both contestants were supposed to fight in the underwear. Based on that, I think each contestant should be able to take advantage of the others’ underwear, just like any body part. So I am going to rule Kelly’s tactic as legal. When Mrs. Smith was talking about external weapons, I think she was talking about things like knives, not about underwear.”

“Although,” she added to me in a whisper, “you seem to be using his whitey tighties as a pretty darn good weapon” as she was unable to hold back a smile and a laugh.


Chapter 35: Greg’s POV


I could scarcely believe it. A little girl was actually dominating my older brother who I always idolized and wanted to be like. Kevin had always told both me and my younger brother Johnny that males were the stronger superior sex and that it was our balls and cock that made us men and so much superior.

At the beginning of the fight, I had thought for sure that Kevin was going to dominate Kelly and make her pay for the way she had taunted him for wearing briefs. I was very surprised to see that my brother was wearing briefs, as Kevin had always worn boxers growing, wearing them on display a couple inches above his jeans and saying that only losers wore briefs. I thought maybe Anna had made him change his underwear or something, but I definitely felt embarrassed for my brother for everyone to see him in just whitey tighties and for him to get an erection in front of everyone.)

As Kevin tackled Kelly at the beginning of the fight and started playing with her boobs, I’m not going to lie, I got a massive hard-on and put one hand it my pocket to discreet play with my cock. My formerly fat cousin had I realized blossomed into a very attractive female, and she was so scantily dressed! I felt a little bit envious of my brother, wishing it could be me fighting Kelly, getting to grab her gorgeous breasts and getting to bang my cock against her sexy ass. This would definitely give me something to wank off to tonight at home after Kevin’s win I thought.

I noticed my brother Johnny also had an erection, and he had copied me, also putting one hand in his pocket to play with it. Johnny had just turned 16 a few weeks ago, and he was at that age for a male now, where he hadn’t had sex with a female yet, but he was very aware of females now and was always very horny, frequently watching porn and jerking himself off to it.

“I’d love to bang Kelly so hard she wouldn’t be able to walk for a week. Look at the way she’s dressed like a slut. She’s asking for it.” Johnny whispered to me as I laughed.

When Kelly got my brother in the dick and nuts the first time, while it made me feel uncomfortable, I assumed that she just got him down by fighting dirty when he hadn’t been expecting to cheat like that and that Kevin would bounce back and kick her ass now that he knew her dirty fighting tactics. I thought Kevin would really make her pay for kicking him in the balls – that was the one spot you don’t mess with a guy or else!

To my shock though, Kelly had gotten my idol in the nuts three more times, and he still hadn’t hurt her at all! It definitely made me feel embarrassed seeing my idol losing to a member of the opposite sex, especially since she was winning by attacking my brother’s male private parts. I knew that I had the exact same parts as Kevin between my legs too, and it definitely made me feel uncomfortable to see Kelly exploiting those exclusively male parts.

“Greg, did Kevin lie to us when he told us that our balls and cock make us stronger and superior to girls? It seems like our nuts are nothing but a liability. Do you think a girl would also be able to beat us up since we have balls too? Watching this fight is making me feel embarrassed to be a guy.” Johnny whispered to me in disbelief after Kelly’s second kick to Kevin’s nuts when he had been flexing his muscles.

I hesitated and then asserted in a voice that was much firmer than I felt, “No, Kevin would never lie to us. The only reason she got him down was because she cheated and fought dirty when he wasn’t expecting that. It’s bullshit that low blows are allowed in the fight, but even with that, I’m sure Kevin will get revenge on her now that Kevin knows her dirty fighting tactics. All he needs to win is to connect on one punch and he can knock her out. And you should never feel embarrassed to be a guy. Maybe our balls are a little bit sensitive, but you have to remember, just like Kevin told us, it’s our dick and nuts that make us a man and give us these magnificent muscles that women could only dream of having. No, a girl could never beat us.”

Johnny nodded, feeling a little bit reassured. However even when Kevin had tackled Kelly to the ground and I thought he was finally going to teach her a lesson, my older brother and his testicles had gotten the worst of that tackle as well!

Strangely though, despite my embarrassment, my cock had gotten even harder and was now throbbing for relief. I’m not sure whether it was in tribute to girl power or maybe as a last shred of male pride with our gender getting beaten up so badly in the battle of sexes, but I looked at my brother Johnny and noticed that he also had an enormous erection that he was playing with through his pocket as well, so it wasn’t just me. Kelly just looked so hot in her skimpy bra and panties as she confidently taunted and busted my brother. My penis was throbbing for seminal relief and I wondered if I could get away with jerking myself off here without anyone noticing.

“Greg, why are our cocks so hard?” my younger brother Johnny asked me, echoing my thoughts. “I mean I know why at first from the way Kelly was dressed and the way Kevin was feeling her up, but why now? But my cock is even harder now and I’m not sure I can until we home to jerk myself off. Why would we get aroused from seeing our brother lose to a girl?? It doesn’t make sense.”

I shook my head unable to think of an answer. And then that last kick had been the most brutal blow I had ever seen. It wasn’t fair! Kelly had been distracting him with her very sexy boobs, slowly pulling her bra down! I wish I had shouted out a warning to my brother, but the truth is I had been distracted by Kelly’s boobs too and I hadn’t noticed her foot until it was a few inches away from my brother’s privates.

At that point, instinct took over and all I could do was let out a long sympathetic “Oooooooo”, cringing and closing my legs involuntarily as I curled over my own balls. While I was thankful that it hadn’t been my own nuts that had gotten crushed like that, I felt bad for my brother and I could still feel a definite vicarious ache in my own testicles. I had been hit in the balls once before during a baseball game so I knew how bad that hurt, although that wasn’t nearly as hard as Kelly kicked Kevin just now.

I could still hear the crunch of Kevin’s left nut in particular being splintered by Kelly’s kick. In those briefs, there was nowhere for my brother’s testicles to hide and I had seen the way the way Kelly’s foot really, really, really nailed them! I knew from Kevin’s earlier cry of pain that Kelly kept getting Kevin’s left nut. Wasn’t it already cruel enough for Kelly to kick my brother in the nuts without aiming specifically for the nut that was more badly injured on top of that?

I made eye contact with Aunt Lori and realized that my sexy aunt had seen me curl over my privates. “Ooooooooh,” she mouthed in delight, squinching her eyes, cupping her own smooth crotch, and pursing her pouty lips in a mockery of male pain!

“Ugggggh, she totally crushed his left nut,” my brother Johnny whispered to me with a queasy look on his face as he also doubled over clutching his balls like me. “That one really had to had to hurt. Greg, I’m scared. I’ve never been hit in the balls before and I don’t want that to ever happen to me. It looks so painful!”

And now Kelly had yanked Kevin to his feet by his briefs and was dragging him around the gym, squashing his nuts with his own underwear. As all the females cheered, I felt so embarrassed to be male and see this happening to my former idol, who looked so pathetic now.

I guess the sight was too much for my brother Johnny too. Johnny quickly slid his right hand under his jeans, hoping that the females would be too busy watching Kelly and Kevin to notice. Johnny was so horny that it took only a few strokes of his cock before he exploded in his jeans. Unfortunately for Johnny, as he looked up, Aunt Lori was smirking right at him, obviously well aware of what he had been up to! Aunt Lori giggled and pointed at Johnny’s wet spot in his jeans, as all the girls, once they realized what had happened, joined in laughing at poor Johnny who was blushing bright red and trying to cover up his wet spot. I wanted to wank off myself too, but I felt too embarrassed to now, knowing that Aunt Lori would probably notice me too.


Chapter 36: Lori’s POV


My daughter was totally dominating the big dumb cocky football star, and I watched with pride! I definitely had confidence in my daughter and thought she would win, but she was dominating and humiliating Kevin even more thoroughly than I could have expected. If there’s one thing better than busting and humiliating a cocky male, it’s watching your daughter, who you taught, dominating an arrogant guy!

I loved the way Kelly had teased Kevin by slowly pulling down her bra and then, when he was totally distracted, kicked him square in his stupid sweaty smelly nuts, just like I had taught her. Men were all the same, all so dumb and horny all the time always thinking with their dicks, that that move always worked!

I watched with satisfaction as my daughter’s pretty foot connected squarely with my nephew’s left testicle, smashing it against his pelvis with absolutely nowhere to escape. Good! I hope she really crushed his nut and hurt it as much as possible!

“Oh yes, good girl, Kelly! You really nailed him good! Sink it in deep, baby! Hurt his balls good!” I moaned in pleasure, feeling an electric thrill shoot through my heated pussy.

My panties were completely soaked by now and I was so glad I had brought a change of underwear.

Then, my heart swelled with pride as my daughter pulled Kevin around the gym by his whitey tighties! That was so smart of her! I knew there were a million different ways to take advantage of a male’s testicles, but this particular idea had never occurred to me! But it was a very smart idea! I knew with how sensitive males’ organs were, that the pressure from his briefs against Kevin’s pathetic nuts and cock had to be agonizing for him, especially as they were already injured from my daughter’s earlier attack!

Even though my daughter was totally dominating Kevin, I was still angry at him for having the nerve to touch my daughter’s beautiful sacred breasts and grinding his totally disgusting cock against her at the beginning of the fight. I didn’t know when, but I vowed that sometime in the future, I would bust my loser of a nephew when the opportunity presented itself and make him doubly sorry for touching my daughter like that!

I also loved hearing Anna’s three awesome stories about when Kevin had sat on his balls at the restaurant (I really wished his left nut had gotten trapped under him and hadn’t been able to slide out though!), when she kneed Kevin in the nuts during sex by accident, and when Kevin got his dick caught in his zipper! God, guys are so fucking pathetic! They can’t even sit down without crushing their testicles or pee without hurting their penis, and yet males claim that their junk makes them superior to us females! Best of all, I absolutely loved how Anna had kneed Kevin in the babymakers during sex! That’s how sex should always work I thought with a laugh, with the girl getting multiple orgasms and the guy getting a knee to the nuts! Us women had to go through our period every month and had to go through carrying and delivering a baby; a guy’s junk shouldn’t get to be just a pleasure spot for him! I knew how much guys craved sex all the time and I pictured Kevin, all hard and horny ready to explode with big dumb penis sticking out in an enormous erection, and instead of getting the euphoria of an orgasm, ending up to his shock, getting the worst pain a guy can feel instead! Anna must have really gotten him bad for him to be down a full hour! Good! Served him right! The so-called superior gender down for an hour from one little knee from a girl! Absolutely pathetic!

I’m glad my nephew had those three humiliating experiences happen to him like he deserved! I just wish I could have seen a video of my stupid nephew with his stupid cock caught in his zipper! I bet the big strong cocky football captain didn’t look so tough then!


Chapter 37: Anna’s POV


I couldn’t help bursting out laughing at the sight! It looked so comical really, as my big strong 230 pound fiancé was completely ****** to move in whatever direction the petite 100 pound girl wanted, or else suffer the agony of having his balls squashed by his briefs! Apparently, all it takes for a girl to put a man in agony, no matter how big and strong, is to yank his underwear backwards, lol!

I found it comical to think that until today, I had always looked up in awe at my fiancé’s manhood, thinking that it was an awesome display of male strength. Now he just looked so dumb, pathetic, and weak as Kelly revealed the true meaning of having nuts between your legs.
I couldn’t help wondering with a laugh if Kevin still thought Kelly didn’t have the balls to fight him!

With his underwear pulled tight against his male organs, the outline of Kevin’s silly-looking hose and his nutsack was totally visible to everyone, not leaving much for the imagination, and all of us females laughed at the sight. The sweat-soaked white fabric of his briefs was pulled so tight against his penis that you could actually clearly see the outline of his urethra at tip of his penis! And stretched so tight against his scrotum that you could clearly identify the twin bulges of his testicles inside his sack.

Kevin often went around the house in just his boxers, and I couldn’t help thinking how easy it would be to do the same thing as Kelly! I wondered whether it would work as well with boxers as it did with briefs, and I decided it probably would. I couldn’t wait to try it!


Chapter 38: Kevin’s POV


I felt so humiliated being dragged all around the gym by my whitey tighties by a little girl! I could see and hear all the girls in the crowd laughing at me, including my fiancé Anna, which only added to my humiliation.

My poor testicles were already so sore and swollen that the pressure from the fabric of my briefs pulling my nuts tight against my hard bony pelvis was unbearable! Tears started to trickle down my face as the pain refused to abate and got worse! Also my dick, which was still somewhat stiff and hadn’t become totally flaccid yet after it had been rock hard a minute ago from Kelly’s strip tease, was also getting bent at a painful awkward angle!

I bucked in agony and swung my arms wildly, trying to hit Kelly and get her to let go of my briefs. Unfortunately for me though, with Kelly was positioned perfectly, I couldn’t hit her with any force from that angle!

I was completely helpless and I couldn’t escape! Kelly had total control over me, and I had to move in whatever direction she pulled or suffer the agony of having my balls squashed by my own whitey tighties!

I couldn’t believe it! Here I was a big strong guy, who worked out every day and was a star athlete, being dragged around the gym by my briefs almost effortlessly by a younger smaller girl with my balls blasting in pain! My dad told me from a young age that males were the superior sex and that it was our cock and balls specifically that made us so much stronger and superior to females. I had always believed that my whole life, and I had taught my younger brothers the same thing. Yes, I wasn’t stupid and I knew that our testicles were sensitive and were a weak spot, but I thought for sure that in a fight vs. a female, our size and strength advantage would greatly outweigh any little vulnerability we had between our legs.

Now, being dragged around the gym with the tightly packed nerve endings in my nuts screaming their agony to my brain, I was beginning to question that for the first time! Kelly was so dominating me almost effortlessly, and I couldn’t seem to find any way to protect my junk (yes, I was beginning to think of them as junk not jewels anymore) from the talented female fighter, who was taking advantage of them in so many different ways. I realized how pathetic I must look to everyone, a big strong guy being dragged around the gym by his whitey tighties by a little girl with tears trickling down his face as his testicles got crushed by his underwear! I felt super embarrassed especially for this to be happening in front of my fiancée, who I saw laughing at me along with the rest of the females.

Kelly started dragging me around the gym faster and faster, and I struggled to keep up, desperately trying to relieve the pressure on my tortured testicles. Eventually I stumbled and started to fall to the ground. However, Kelly yanked even harder on my briefs to stop me from falling to the ground and the pain in my balls was absolutely excruciating! Then, thankfully to my relief, my briefs tore from the pressure, and I was finally able to collapse to the ground, finally free at least.

Chapter 39: Kelly’s POV


I gritted my teeth in frustration. I had had Kevin totally trapped in that position with the ability to make him do whatever I wanted and to hurt his nuts as much as I wanted, and then the stupid cheap fabric of his stupid cheap whitey tighties had broken.

I heard all my friends giggling and pointing as Kevin’s dangling organs sprung through his torn briefs. I spun around eager for a look myself, but by the time, my blushing cousin had both his hands covering his genitals, hiding them from my view.

“Let’s what Mr. Football Star has down here that makes all the girls want him,” I smirked as I yanked his hands away, pleased to realize that in his weakened state, I was actually stronger than him!

I giggled as I stared in wonder at the sight of my male cousin’s long flaccid penis and his two swollen balls bulging inside his hairy scrotum. I’d never seen a naked boy in the flesh before, only in pictures.

My whole life I had always been taught society’s propaganda that males were the stronger superior sex and too intimidated to stand up to Kevin and other boys when they bullied me. Now, I realized how absurd that was. Why should males be considered the superior sex? Because of a stupid ugly hose called the penis and because of a pair of sensitive full-of-nerve balls called testicles that they had dangling between their legs? Now, looking disdainfully at Kevin’s exposed dangling organs, I realized that once you removed the myth of superiority, how pathetic the male sex and the male organs were. Their stupid junk actually made us females superior to them, not inferior to them!

“Wow, your junk really is ugly! Why would any girl want you and your stupid junk?” I taunted as all the girls laughed.

“What do we have here? This stupid ugly twig looks like a penis, only smaller!” I taunted Kevin as I reached out and touched his uncircumcised penis, causing him to blush bright red as all of us girls laughed. Even though Kevin was definitely well hung, my mom had told me to say this taunt regardless of his size, because all men were always insecure about their penis size!

I don’t know if it was a last shred of male pride to try to impress us females who were laughing at him, but interestingly enough, I saw Kevin’s willy start to bulge and then stand straight up from his body, rapidly growing to full size with pulsating masculinity with the head of his penis now poking out of the top of his foreskin!

All of us girls gasped in surprise and stared in wonder, including me. I had never see a male erection in flesh before, only in pictures. And no picture could ever capture the exuberance of the throbbing pulsating erection of my big male cousin!

“Wow, did you enjoy being beaten up by a little girl then?” I taunted the big football star. “Are you trying to impress me with this stupid thing? Well, don’t bother because it looks even more stupid when it’s erect than it does when it’s flaccid.”

“I’m so glad I’m a lesbian and I don’t have to deal with these stupid male organs!” I announced as a gasp of surprise went up in the audience since I had never revealed to anyone other than mother and a few close female friends. I was tired of hiding of it just because of society’s stupid male prejudices, and now seemed like a good time to reveal my sexuality.

With that, I slapped Kevin’s cock, enjoying watching it bounce up and down for several seconds afterwards while he squealed in pain.

“And your sack is even more ugly. It’s all wrinkly, ugly, sweaty, smelly, and disgusting! And look at all those hairs sticking out of your stupid sack. Uggggh, totally gross!!” as I reached out and touched my cousin’s scrotum and testicles with curiosity. “Are these your nuts? It’s hard to believe something so small can cause you so much pain! They look rather swollen. Did a little girl hurt the big football captain’s poor little ballsies?”

Chapter 40: Kevin’s POV


I felt totally humiliated laying on the ground naked with my junk exposed to all these females who were laughing at me. Kelly’s comment about that “looks like a penis, only smaller” had been especially embarrassing. I had always been proud of the size of my manhood and Anna had always praised my size too, but now with Kelly’s comment and all these females laughing at me, I was beginning to have some doubts. Was my size really above average? My 11 inch penis took on a life of its own and as a last shred of male pride hardened into the biggest erection of my life, straining to get even larger and trying to impress these girls who were all laughing at me. Then, Kelly had slapped my dick though and said it looked even uglier when it was hard, I felt so humiliated.

Kelly continued taunting me, “You guys always act like you’re so big and tough. My mom taught me all about how weak and pathetic your balls are! She helped me practice all these techniques for busting your precious little nuts! She told me it would work and she was right!”

At this, I made eye contact with Aunt Lori who smirked at me. I realized now what Aunt Lori had meant when she told Kelly at the will reading “we’ll talk when you get home, I guarantee you that you will be fine” and why Kelly had gone from scared of fighting me at the will reading to all of sudden confident and brash at the academic contest. I realized now Aunt Lori, along with my grandmother, had planned everything and set me up for this humiliation!

Chapter 41: Lori’s POV


I loved watching my daughter taunting and sexually humiliating my nephew. It served him right for the way he had taunted my daughter in middle school! I was so glad the tables were turned now!

Of course, we all laughed at him when his briefs ripped exposing his dangling organs. My youngest daughter Mia, who I knew had never seen a naked boy before, just stared and giggled at the sight. “Wow, Mom, Kevin looks so ridiculous! Do all guys really have those silly looking things between their legs?” she asked me in awe. “I’m so glad you made me a girl and I don’t have those ridiculous looking parts!”

“Yes, sweetie, every single guy! You are totally right, they really are ridiculous looking things and we are so lucky not to have them! And guys act all tough and cocky, but every guy’s nuts is as sensitive as Kevin’s, so if any boy tries to bully or bother you, just kick him right in the nuts like Kelly is doing!”

“Oh, wow, Mom! There’s some really annoying boys at school that I can’t wait to try it on, plus one teacher!”

Before I could respond, I suddenly saw Kevin’s father Richard (my brother-in-law) charging at me and knocking me off my seat to the ground. I guess the humiliation his son was suffering was too much for his big male ego to handle.

“You little bitch teaching your daughter to kick my son in the jewels. You think you’re so funny. I’m going to fucking kill you! You don’t mess with my son’s family jewels!” Richard fumed.

As Richard drew back his fist to punch me, I realized that incredibly he was standing there with legs wide open! God, men are all the same and always so stupid! You would think that after seeing what my daughter did to Kevin, he would know that that probably wasn’t the best idea, but I guess men are just too dumb.

I was glad Richard had decided to attack me. Richard was a sexist cocky jerk, and I had always wanted to bust him, and this gave me the perfect excuse. Richard wasn’t quite as well hung as his son, but still I could clearly see the bulge of his dick and balls under his tight blue jeans. I quickly kicked my foot upwards, smashing my brother-in-law’s dick and nuts with all the force I could muster from the seat of my pants!

Richard’s punch died in mid-air and he screamed, “Ooooooo” as he doubled over, pressing his hands tightly to his crotch. I got up and shoved Richard down the steps.

“Dad, look out!” I heard Greg and Johnny suddenly shout to their father. Richard was sliding feet first down the stairs of the stand, with his legs spread to try to stop his downward momentum. And he was approaching the base hand railing of the stairs!

“Oh shit,” Richard yelled in panic, but his feet had already gone around on both sides of the hand railing base and by then it was too late!

Richard could only witness the inevitable as his gravitational momentum kept him sliding downwards and he hit nuts-first against the hard unyielding metal base of the hand railing!
The honest truth is I hadn’t planned that part when I shoved Richard down the stairs. However, through my years of experience, I’ve realized that a man’s testicles are so sensitive and in such a vulnerable area that they often hurt themselves without you even having to do anything, just like when Kevin had fallen nuts-first on top of Kelly’s knee earlier today.

“Ooooowww! My nuts! My nuts! Oh God, my nuts!” Richard moaned in agony as all the girls, including Anna, congratulated me on a job well done.

Chapter 42: Kelly’s POV


I’ll admit that I lost focus in the thrill of watching my mom bust my uncle, who I’d always considered to be a sexist jerk. My mom had taught me a big key in a fight was never to lose concentration (like guys did with our sexy female bodies distracting them), and I had committed that cardinal sin. As I was laughing at Uncle Richard sliding down the steps and crushing his balls against the hand railing base, suddenly Kevin shoved me roughly, sending me sprawling across the floor as the strong boy broke my hold.

Mad at myself for losing focus, I was on my feet in a flash, scrambling backwards to take up a fighting crouch, ready to defend myself. But I needn't have worried. Kevin was in no condition to follow up his success. He was painfully climbing to his feet, still doubled over and clutching his aching balls with one hand, the other held out to ward off any attack from me.

It looked quite comical really, as Kevin still had his huge hard-on which stuck out in front of him like the tip of a lance through the tear in his briefs, quivering with tension as he charged at me, snarling with fury.

As I easily ducked yet another ponderous male punch, I taunted him, “You know, since you’re a famous football player, it’s going to be all over the news and all over the Internet, how you lost to a little girl? What are all your football teammates and coaches going to say to when they find out? Better yet, what are all those NFL teams recruiting you going to say?”

I remembered my mom’s advice and wanted to taunt Kevin as much as possible to make him lose his mind and do something stupid.

“You’re going to become a laughingstock, Mr. Football Captain. The whole world is going to find out you got kicked in those big dumb pathetic nuts of yours and dominated by a girl. The world world’s gonna find out that Mr. Football Star is a loser who wears whitey tighties. They’ll probably be a picture of you in your torn whitey tighties in the front cover of tomorrow’s newspaper. Heck, they’ll probably even be pictures of you naked all over the Internet, and everyone will get to see your stupid little twig that you try to pass off as a penis.”

Sure enough, the big stupid oaf, with a snarl of fury, faked a punch with his right hand and then tried to kick me in my head with a high kick. I could see his fake punch coming a mile away and laughed out loud at his clumsiness of his awkward feint. Sinuously swaying inside his kick, I coiled my left arm round the boy's right knee and trapped his swinging leg against my slender waist. This was exactly what I had been hoping for! My dumb cousin was momentarily stranded on one leg, arms flailing wildly to try to keep his balance, his nuts totally exposed, below his still rock-hard cock, through the torn fabric of his briefs and dangling invitingly in front of my face, almost like they were practically begging to be kicked!

Staring almost mesmerized by this opportunity at the junk of the boy who had bullied me so badly in middle school, I whispered "Beautiful" out loud at this wonderful opportunity to teach Kevin the true meaning of having nuts dangling between his legs. I could feel my own crotch getting really wet and fiery at the thought. I was very thankful my mom had recommended to me to bring a change of underwear as my panties were completely soaked by now.

I knew I had him totally trapped at this position and I could do whatever I wanted to him and his stupid dangling junk! I think Kevin realized this as well. The big wimp and loser moaned and pleaded pathetically, "I give in. You win, please you win. Please Kelly, don't do my balls again. Please don’t knee me in the nuts again. They hurt so much already! More than you can possibly imagine. Please. I’m begging for mercy."

I smiled sweetly. His pitiful begging made this even better. “You’re right, Kevin. I can’t imagine the pain you’re feeling in your nuts, and I’m glad I never will. I’m so glad I’m a woman, not a man. I find it really funny that you would beg me of all people for mercy. Remember how you bullied me unmercifully and made my life miserable in middle school? It's payback time for you, dear cousin and I’m going to enjoy this so much! You and your big dumb pathetic junk deserve it!"

I loved watching the way his face went white with fear as he realized I was going to ignore his pleading and that the way he bullied me in middle school would come back to bite him in a way he had never expected!

Kevin turned to the referee and begged “Please! I give in! She wins, just stop the fight, please!”

Joanne tried to maintain a professional air but I saw she couldn’t hold back a smile as she asserted, “Sorry, but Mrs. Smith’s rules were quite specific. The fight can only end with a knockout, not with one contestant surrendering.”

Chapter 43: Anna’s POV


When Kevin’s briefs ripped, I did feel a little embarrassed at first to have my fiancé’s private parts, which only I was supposed to get to see, now part of the public domain and to have all these girls laughing at them. However, Kevin looked so silly trying to fight with his male organs dangling like that, especially once he got his big erection, and I couldn’t help joining in laughing at my fiancé. My big dumb fiancé just looked so ridiculous trying to fight with his big dumb penis sticking straight out!

Now, as soon as Kelly caught Kevin’s foot, I realized right away that the fight was over. It was just so dumb for Kevin (or any male for that matter) to try a high kick because it just left their nuts so totally exposed. I knew that Kelly had my fiancé totally trapped and could hurt his nuts as much as she wanted and there was absolutely nothing he could do about it!

“Knee him in his stupid filthy pathetic junk!” I yelled before I was even aware of the words coming out of my mouth, joining the rest of the girls’ excited cheers.

I don’t know, maybe this makes me sound like a bad fiancée, but Kevin had been so cocky and sexist, and my natural instinct was to root for my gender which had been mistreated by males for so many years. Also in a way, Kelly’s knees were not just for Kevin but for the entire male sex who had mistreated and looked down at us for so many years. This was a victory and a hope for the entire female sex!

And it was I realized, looking at the shocked humiliated expressions on Greg’s and Johnny’s faces, definitely a loss for the entire male sex, including those of you guys who weren’t there and are just reading and wanking off to this story, to have such a magnificent specimen of your sex lose so easily and so convincingly to a little girl and to have it be his male organs that were his downfall!

I saw Kelly turn and flash me a smile and I knew I was going to get my wish. I wasn’t the type of girl who ever did this sort of stuff in public before, but my hand shyly drifted underneath my dress between my thighs to my place of pleasure,

With my hands burrowed between my legs, I gently moved the damp crotch of my panties far to one side, gaining unrestricted access to my wet heated pussy. I parted my pussy flaps and ran my middle finger the length of my slit, coating its fingertip in the sweet juices which had collected there, then moved it up through the parted lips to moisten my yearning clit. I gently touched the small erect bud, then slowly but firmly circled my thin finger in tiny loops, saving the peaks to coincide with the devastating knees to Kevin's nuts that I knew were about to come. I imagined with a bit of longing having Kevin trapped in this position and getting to knee him in the nuts myself as much as I wanted!

I watched with mounting excitement as Kelly, with almost lazy grace, steadied herself against my fiancé's muscular inner thigh, then brought her knee smoothly upwards with perfect accuracy into the boy's balls with a devastating surge of power, crushing my fiancé’s jewels with an audible crunching noise!

I rubbed my clit steadily and vigorously, slowly accelerating and bringing my shuddering body to the edge of orgasm. I inserted two fingers into my dripping tunnel and focused my thumb on my clitoris above, thrusting inside my pussy with the lower part of my hand while steadily rubbing my pleasure button with my thumb. The jolts of pleasure from each source of stimulation, in combination with my fiancé’s sweet screams of busted nut male agony, didn't take long to bring me to the pinnacle of climax. An eruption of intense pleasure burst through my body, my feminine juices gushing out as I panted rapidly, relishing the waves of pleasure washing over my body. I reached eight incredible orgasms as I watched Kelly knee my big dumb fiancé in his big dumb protruding penis and his dangling pathetic nuts over and over again! And I have to say these were definitely the most intense and pleasurable orgasms of my life!

For my poor fiancé though, the experience might not have been quite so pleasurable. Even as the howl of awful agony sprang from my unfortunate fiancé’s lips, the girl, keeping hold of his suspended leg, repeated her deadly strike, driving her knee back into his nuts again and then once more before heaving upwards on his captured leg and sending his huge body plunging backwards to collapse into a pathetic ball of sobbing male anguish desperately clutching his precious jewels as if his life depended on it.

"Why she’d stop?" I heard one girl pant in frustration, who I would later find out was named Beatriz. Her cheeks were flushed and one of her hands was buried deep between her legs as she watched intently.

Lori smiled at her with her own hand also stroking her own crotch and said soothingly, “She didn’t want to knock him out yet because then the fight’s over and she wants to humiliate him lots more! I agree with you though. I wanted to see more knees to the nuts too. It’s just not fair that guys can’t take as much pain as they deserve!”

Chapter 44: Kelly’s POV




I have to admit that after my third knee to my big cocky football star cousin’s nutsack, I felt an electric thrill shoot through my pussy and I reached the most powerful orgasm in my memory. His shuddering and screams from my crushing knee to his sorry junk had excited me tremendously, ultimately to the point of an incredible orgasm.


I wanted to knee him more, but remembering my mom’s advice not to knock him out too quickly, I reluctantly stopped and threw him disdainfully to the ground. I put one foot on Kevin’s chest and raised my arms in victory to the cheers of my female fans in the crowd!


As Kevin stared up at me through his tear-stained eyes, I spat down in his face to the cheers of the crowd and I couldn’t resist taunting the boy who used to bully me so much. “You got totally trashed, boy! Mr. Football Captain beaten up by a little girl! You thought those big dumb nuts of yours made you so special. Well, all your junk does is give me a nice easy target to aim. This was too easy! I should have my ten year old sister fight you instead, not that you could have beaten her either! Thank you so much for doing like you said and showing everyone why a girl shouldn’t get in the ring with a boy and why having balls makes you superior to me! Thank you so much for showing everyone that! God, you’re such a loser! You thought it would be so easy to win the two million dollars against a little girl, didn’t you? Well guess what? You went 0 for 2 against me! You couldn’t even win 1 of the 2 contests against me. At least the academic contest was close. This fight was way too easy! You’re so pathetic, boy!”




Chapter 45: Kevin’s POV




I realized Kelly was totally right with everything she was saying. Through my tears, I watched my beautiful cousin standing over me, legs apart, arms raised in victory. I couldn’t help thinking that with Kelly in this position, if she were a guy she would be in a most vulnerable position, it would be so easy for me to punch her in the crotch and maybe take control of the fight. However, unfortunately for me, Kelly obviously did not have those organs dangling between her legs like I did and there was no way for me to do that.


Kelly had dominated me in every way possible during these last two days: intellectually, physically, and most of all sexually. And this was against a girl I would have to see at all the family reunions and be reminded of my humiliation. In this fight, I hadn’t managed to hurt her at all, while she had gotten me countless times in the most painful and humiliating of spots!


I took in, through tear-stained eyes, the magnificent spectacle of Kelly’s long tanned shapely legs and her tiny pink bikini bottoms moulding her shapely buttocks and her perfectly smooth crotch, where I imagined her pussy under her bikini bottoms. The fabric of Kelly’s pink bikini top was stretched tightly over her developing large round boobs and her nipples were pointing aggressively into the fabric displaying them clearly, and I could tell by how firm and pointy her nipples were that she had really been turned on by her victory over me. Even though I did everything I could to prevent and avoid further humiliation, my penis took on a life of its own and hardened into an enormous erection in tribute to my gorgeous female conqueror!


The girls in the stand were the ones who noticed it first and began pointing and laughing at me, "Look at him. He's got a hard-on!", “Wow! What a boner! Did you enjoy being beaten by a girl then?”, “Judging by the size of your cock, you did.”


Kelly meanwhile smiled sweetly at me and then without warning kicked me hard right in the dick! As I yelped in agony, Kelly said disdainfully, “You and your gender are so pathetic. You get beaten up by a girl and still all you can think about is how you want my sexy body. Well you’re never going to get my body. So why don’t you be a good boy and show everyone how nice you wank yourself off?”


I blinked. Surely, she couldn’t make me do that, especially in front of all these people, could she?


When I hesitated, Kelly raised her foot threateningly and ordered in a voice that brooked no disobedience, “Just do it or I kick your nuts this time and that’s going to hurt a lot worse than your dick!”


“Ok, ok,” I pleaded, grabbing my cock and beginning pumping.


Chapter 46: Kelly’s POV




This was great! Sure enough, my big cousin had gotten a huge hard-on when I was standing over him with my arms raised in triumph, just like my mother had told me all males did in tribute to girl power. Now, I wanted to give him one final humiliation by making him grab his disgusting cock and wank himself off in front of everyone, just like my mom had advised.


I watched in delight and amazement, along with the other girls, my insides melting, as the totally defeated football star wrapped his right hand around his penis and began pumping up now. When he was wanking, he leant right back, stretching his body like a tautened bow as his hand pumped his huge cock faster and faster. Then his body went really solidly stiff, then it just spasmed uncontrollably as he let out a huge gasp and shot semen all over his chest, his face, and the floor. He just kept gasping and pulling his penis until he was drained. I could scarcely believe just how much male milk he had spurted out of his cock. Then his body subsided into a limp, trembling, sobbing, emasculated hunk of useless male muscle!


Chapter 47: Kevin’s POV




While I was still savoring my orgasm, Kelly grabbed ahold of my balls, she made lick all of my cum off the floor, to the cheers and jeers of the female crowd. Then, she made me apologize to her for being such a bully in middle school, made me admit that females were superior to males, and finally made me admit that my male organs were junk, not jewels as I had always called them. With her firm grip on my nuts and her threatening to twist them 180 degrees around, I had no choice but to humiliate myself further and do exactly what she said.


Then she turned me on my back and she let go of my balls, but my relief was short-lived as she grabbed my ankles and pulled my legs upwards and then spread them apart!


As Kelly raised her right foot in the air, I realized right away what her intentions were. “No, please, you win, please!” I begged.


Meanwhile I heard the girls in the crowd all cheer in anticipation, “Oh yes, you got him! Crush his nuts! Don’t listen to him! Don’t waste this opportunity! Hurt him good!”


And it was the girls who got their wish, not me! Maintaining her grip on my ankles, Kelly swung her foot up as high as it would go and then brought her foot crashing down into my junk with tremendous force as she yelled, “Sucks to be you!”


It did indeed suck to be me. My legs bucked involuntarily, and even before the pain could travel to my guts in that sickening feeling, my mouth let out a howl of agony. While the pain slid quickly into all parts of my body, I ejaculated a plea for her to stop which just made the other girls encourage Kelly even more to hit me again. It wasn’t fair having these female supporters here cheering Kelly to hurt me!


As I looked-up through tear-stained eyes at Kelly’s smiling face, the realization set in that the girl had me totally helpless in this position and that she would be able to hurt my balls as badly as she wanted to and there was absolutely nothing I could do about it. Strangely I felt my penis start to react to this feeling and although I did everything I could to prevent it, my cock started to crouch slowly towards my stomach once again!


As the girls in the crowd pointed and giggled, Kelly, shrugging philosophically, said “Wow the male gender sure is dumb! Time to finish you off, boy! Better luck next time, loser!”


The last thing I remember before I slipped into a merciful unconsciousness was her bringing her foot down between my legs as the girls all cheered loudly!




Chapter 48: Kelly’s POV




Joanne declared my victory, and my breasts swelled with pride as I looked down at the magnificently muscled body of the boy I'd defeated. I had done it! I had taken on a much bigger boy three years older, a super muscular college football star and the guy who always bullied me during middle school, and I had not only beaten him, but I had totally dominated him and I had knocked him out! Training with my mom had given me confidence that I could fight a boy, but never, even in my wildest dreams, could I have envisioned that my victory would be so complete and so easy.


All the girls, including Anna, came over to me and hugged me and congratulated me on a job well done.


“I’m so proud of you Kelly,” my mom told me as she hugged me, “and I know your grandmother would be too. You did so well. Look at how big and strong he is, and you totally dominated him! It was so much fun to watch you beat him and put his balls in their place!


“Thanks Mom, but you’re the one who deserves all the credit. You taught me so well,” I replied humbly. “You were totally right, guys’ muscles don’t mean anything, there’s no reason for girls to be scared of boys!


“Haha, not when they have these weak pathetic nuts just dangling there in the most perfect location!” my mom exclaimed


“Yeah, it must suck having balls. Just think, a week ago, I was wishing that was a guy and that I was big and strong like Kevin. What a silly wish!” I said.


“Me too!” my mom replied. “I used to wish I was a guy too when I was a little girl before I learned about balls! Ha, I’m so glad that wish never came true!”


The last one to hug me was my secret girlfriend Beatriz, who I surprised by kissing her romantically on the lips. Beatriz and I had been dating for the past year, and I knew she wanted to go public with our relationship, but to her credit, she never pushed me to do something I felt uncomfortable with. My mom and a few close friends knew about our relationship, but I had felt ashamed of being a lesbian and I was worry about the public scorn I would face, so. Not anymore. I was tired of living my life based on what gender society said girls should like.


It definitely did make me feel good though, when all the girls, including Anna, cheered while Beatriz and I kissed. Liking girls was nothing to be ashamed of I realized now. As my fight with Kevin helped me realize, girls were better than boys in every way: kindness, intelligence, beauty, and even at fighting! If anything, it’s girls that like boys that should be embarrassed given how pathetic the male gender is, I thought with a laugh.


For a minute, the whole world drifted away as Beatriz and I kissed. Then, I heard my mom say, “Oh look, Kevin is regaining consciousness.”


“Oh, wow Kelly, you must have really gotten him! Great job! Look at him. Big football star STILL can’t even get up!” my mom exclaimed jubilantly!


I turned my attention back towards Kevin. I saw his brothers and his father (who was still walking gingerly with a noticeable limp from what my mom had done to his balls) help the groaning boy up, who was still naked aside from his torn briefs. Kevin was still bent over and clutching his stupid pathetic ugly junk tightly with one hand, tears streaming down onto the mat, his face white from the pain, eyes squinted shut.


“Hahaha, he looks so stupid! All males look so dumb after they get their sorry balls busted!” Beatriz exclaimed as we all laughed at Kevin including Anna


His brothers and father took Kevin towards the locker room, all the while groaning hard and bent over. I think all of us girls enjoyed Kevin’s display of male pain, knowing happily that the same thing could never happen to us!


I shuddered with pleasure, feeling my intimate female place aching for relief, and I almost had another orgasm as I watched! I had taken on such a magnificent specimen of the male sex, and I had not only beaten him, but also hurt him so badly he could hardly walk!


My mom crossed her arms and looked down condescendingly at my big male cousin, shaking her head. “Pathetic, isn’t it? Big strong football star and this is the result from a few little kicks.”


Chapter 49: Kevin’s POV




My brothers and father helped me to the locker room in silence. Then, Johnny looked at me, with eyes full of tears of disappointment, “Kevin, you always you told us that guys were superior to girls and that our balls and cock made us superior to females. But those nuts are nothing but a liability are they?”


I loved how my brothers always looked up to me and idolized and I hated knowing that now they would never look at me the same way again. I hated seeing Johnny’s disappointed heartbroken look and knowing that I had let him down. I noticed that Greg had a massive hard-on thrusting his jeans outwards and that Johnny had a huge wet spot near the zipper area on his jeans, having obviously taken care of his arousal.


“I’m sorry, I was wrong, I was just repeating what my father told me, but he was wrong too. You are right now, having balls is nothing but a liability. Muscles don’t matter, women are the superior sex since they don’t have testicles,” I replied to Johnny with tears in my eyes too.


“That’s bullshit. Men ARE the superior sex. Just because you’re pathetic and can’t beat a little girl doesn’t make women the superior sex,” my father thundered.


“You didn’t seem to do to well yourself against Aunt Lori, Dad,” I replied back, sick of my father always criticizing me. That shut him up and caused him to blush.


I took off my torn whitey tighties that I now felt so humiliated about, and changed back into my blue polo shirt and blue jeans without any underwear on. I always liked to wear tight jeans to show off to all the girls my big package, but now my tight jeans were putting pressure on my sore tender nuts, making it uncomfortable for me to walk. I had just finished changing when I heard celebratory voices coming from the girls locker room next door.


“Congratulations, Kelly! You did so great! Such a great victory for the female gender! Kevin’s always so cocky about how strong and superior guys are, but you sure showed him! I wish all cocky sexist guys could be taught a lesson like that!”


To my surprise and my horror, I realized that the voice was coming from my fiancée Anna, her voice flush with excitement.


“Hey Anna, tell Kelly that story you told us about when you and Kevin were having sex,” I heard one girl whose voice I didn’t recognize say. “Kelly, you gotta hear this story!”


“Hahahaha,” Anna laughed, “Well Kevin and I were changing positions and I swear it was a total accident, but we both moved towards each other at the same time and my knee accidently crushed his nuts.”


“You should have seen the way his eyes bulged out and the way he doubled over clutching his junk moaning, ‘Oooooowwww! My jewels! Oooowww! You crushed my jewels Anna!’” Anna exclaimed in a exaggerated mock display of male agony as all the girls laughed. “He looked so dumb and pathetic. It was a total accident and I did feel bad about it, but it made me wet watching his reaction. This definitely got me thinking: males are supposed to be the superior sex according to society and Kevin is this big tough football star and this was the result from one little knee from a girl. He was down for a good hour before he was able to get up and even after that, his silly balls hurt every time he walked and they brushed against his muscular thighs. Kevin normally wears boxers like all cocky guys do. That’s why he bought those whitey tighties because they provided more support and prevented his junk from bouncing all over the place when he walked!”


“Oh my God, that’s so awesome!” Kelly replied laughing. “Great job! Guys are so pathetic! I’m so glad I don’t have that stupid ugly junk between my legs!”


“And tell Kelly about that incident with the zipper, Anna! This one is even more funny!” I heard another girl exclaim.


“Ok, remember how Kevin and I were a half hour late for the academic contest?” Anna asked eagerly. “Well, the reason for that was because went to the bathroom right before we left and he got his dick caught in his zipper.”


I was just waiting for him when suddenly I heard him shout, ‘Anna, help me! I got my dick caught in my zipper and it won’t come out! Please help! Oooowwww! It hurts!’ Then went I gave a little gentle tug to free it, he jumped around and yelled like a baby ‘AAAAAAHHH! My dick! Anna! You promised you would be gentle! Oh god, my cock! It stings so bad!’ Anna exclaimed in a mock display of my pain once again as all the girls laughed. “It was so totally pathetic. I’m so glad I’m a girl and that can never happen to me.”


I froze in horror. These were two humiliating incidents that I had thought would stay secret with Anna forever, and now all these people knew my secret.


“Did those incidents really happen?” my youngest brother Johnny looked up at me his eyes full of disappointment and fear. “Do I really need to worry about getting my nuts crushed every time I have sex for the rest of the life and getting my dick caught every time I go to pee. I’ve been looking forward to getting to fuck a girl for years and now I’m almost at the age where I’ll be able to. Do I really need to worry about getting my nuts crushed during sex? Now I’ll never be able to enjoy sex. Please, Kevin, tell me those incidents never happened.”


Meanwhile from the girls locker room, I heard Kelly reply, “Hahahahahaha, that’s great, guys are so fucking pathetic. I’m so glad I’m a lesbian, and I’ll never have to worry about freeing a boy’s disgusting cock from their zipper.”


“When Kevin told me about the fight last Friday, he was so cocky and said ‘Kelly doesn’t have the balls to fight me.’ It made me so wet to watch you bust him today,” Anna replied.


I froze. Were Anna and Kelly flirting with each other?


Anger surged through my body. Kelly had humiliated in every way today, but the one thing I wasn’t going to accept was for her to steal my fiancée.


I charged through the locked door separating the boys’ and girls’ locker rooms and tackled Kelly to the floor before she knew what was going on.


Chapter 50: Anna’s POV




One moment all of us girls were laughing basking in the delight of a great victory for the female gender, then the next my fiancé broke into the girls’ locker room and tackled Kelly and drew back his fist to punch her. It was a dirty sneak attack! Kelly had beaten him fair and square in the fight, and now obviously my fiancé was being a sore loser and trying a sneak attack on Kelly for revenge.


The truth is that, before today, I probably would have stood by idly in such a situation being too scared to do anything. But Kelly’s success today had inspired me. It made me feel that women didn’t need to be scared and could beat men. So I resolved that I would not let Kevin hurt poor Kelly with this cowardly sneak attack. It was time to take action.


As Kevin pinned Kelly to the ground, he was in a position where his knees were on Kelly’s calves pinning them down and his midsection was up in the air. As Kevin drew back his fist to punch poor Kelly, I could see the outline of Kevin’s swollen male package under his tight jeans dangling down between his buttocks and I knew there would be a lot to hurt there!


I stepped between Kevin’s legs and with a running start drove my foot from behind into my totally unsuspecting fiancé’s dangling swollen babymakers! By luck rather than good judgement, Kevin moved at the last instant and my foot caught only a glancing blow on his junk. However, that was still more than enough to take down a man with a fully developed reproductive organ, especially one who had already gotten hit there a lot today. Kevin shrieked in agony and immediately let go of his hold on Kelly, his body levitating off the ground as he went taut with pain and shock.


“Ommmph… oh my BALLS … my balls!!” Kevin screamed in male agony. His hands flew to his crotch, clutching at his painful nutsack, and he rolled onto his stomach moaning in agony and rocking back and forth in a vain attempt to fight the pain.


As I watched my fiancé writhe in only the pain a male can feel, I felt absolutely no regret. Kevin had brought this on himself by trying this cowardly sneak attack on Kelly.


Once he saw it was me who had kicked him who gave a gasp of surprise. “Baby, you kicked me in the nuts???? Why???? I’m your fiancé. That’s not fair! Why would you do that to me?”


“Because,” I replied. “You tried that cowardly sneak attack on Kelly. Kelly beat you fair and square and then you’re such a sore loser that you tried a sneak attack on her. You asked for it.”


“That’s it. Let’s get out of here now. These people are a bad influence on you.” Kevin ordered me, getting to his feet slowly.


Normally, I always did what Kevin said without even thinking about it. I had always felt that males were the bosses of relationships and I felt lucky just to be dating the big football star. However, now Kelly had inspired me with her victory. Why should women accept being bossed around in a relationship? Why should males be considered the superior sex? Because of a stupid ugly hose called the penis and because of a pair of sensitive full-of-nerve balls called testicles that they had dangling between their legs? That’s just stupid. It was time for me to stand up for myself against my football star fiancé!


“No, I’m not ready to go. And these are my friends who are a good influence. If you want things to go back to the way they were before, then fight me,” I replied my voice quavering a bit from nervousness as I asserted myself for the first time to my fiancé.


“Baby, you can’t be serious,” Kevin scoffed. “I’m twice your size, you can’t beat me. Plus, c’mon, your my fiancée and I don’t want to hurt you. Let’s just go home.”


“I’m dead serious,” I replied finding confidence. “Remember what Kelly just did to you? I know I’m shorter and smaller than her, but I think I could beat you too. If you make me submit, we’ll go back to you being the boss of our relationship, but if I win then I’m the boss of our relationship. Deal?”


This mention of Kelly beating him made Kevin blush, but still he replied, “C’mon baby, you’re being crazy. You don’t know anything about fighting, and I’m a football star. I don’t want to hurt you, let’s just go home.”


“Chicken!” Kelly yelled. “You’re just too scared to fight another girl after how I kicked your balls and dominated you! You know Anna would beat you too, and you’re too chicken to fight her!”


“That’s ridiculous! I’m not scared of her! Look at how tiny she is. She doesn’t even come up to my chin,” Kevin protested.


However Kelly just replied, “Chicken!” and start making clucking sounds. All the girls joined in and were all making clucking sounds now.


I could sense Kelly was exactly right that Kevin, with his still tender injured balls, was scared to fight another girl so soon after Kelly had just dominated him so thoroughly. However with Kevin’s big male ego, all these girls calling him chicken goaded him into fighting me.


“Fine, I’ll do it” Kevin relented. “But I’m warning you, Anna, I’m not going to take it easy on you just because you’re a girl.”


I smiled sweetly at my fiancé. “That’s good because I’m not going to take it easy on you just because you’re a boy.”


“Now let me just take this dress so I can fight unencumbered,” I said pulling my dress off over my head. It was true that I had more flexibility out of my dress, but the real reason for taking it off was because I knew how much my near nudity would sexually distract a horny boy like Kevin, just as Kelly’s had.


Greg and Johnny whistled, obviously impressed, as I stood there totally unabashed, in just my pink panties and white lace bra. Sure enough, I could see the bulge in my handsome fiancé’s jeans getting bigger, letting me know that my strategy was obviously working. Then I saw the head of Kevin’s penis visible having poked his way out of his jeans!


I realized Kevin must not be wearing any underwear (I guess he was too humiliated to put back on those silly whitey tighties) and must have forgotten to zip up his jeans. He didn’t even seem to notice his dick sticking out though. God, men were all the same, all so horny and dumb!


As Kevin approached me saying, “This is so stupid. You’re just going to get hurt,” I knelt down and zipped up Kevin’s jeans for him, catching the edge of his foreskin of his protruding penis! This was so easy fighting a guy and required no physical effort!


“ARGHHHHH” my handsome fiancé screamed in surprise and pain, jumping up and down in agony with his eyes crossing and bulging comically out. The big football star tried to pull the zipper back down gingerly so as not to hurt his poor dick anymore, but the zipper was stuck and trying to pull it back down only caused him more pain. He looked so stupid that all of us females almost doubled over laughing so hard at him.


“Oooooow!!!! Anna, you got my dick stuck in my zipper again! Oooowww, Anna, it hurts and it won’t come out! It’s even more stuck this time than last time! Help me Anna! It stings so badly! Oh god, my dick!” my poor fiancé yelled desperately.


“Oh I’m sorry, baby, did I hurt you?” I cooed in mock sympathy. “I noticed you left your zipper unzipped and I was just trying to be a good fiancée by zipping it for you.”


“Here’s let see if this helps make you feel better,” I said smiling sweetly as I drew back my foot and kicked my fiancé square in the his ugly disgusting junk, which was held tight, together, and impossible to miss by his tight jeans. I could feel, with satisfaction, my foot crush both his dangling nuts and his trapped cock! I had thought maybe the force of my kick would free my fiancé’s dick from his zipper, but still his foreskin remained trapped in his zipper. I must have really gotten it caught good, I thought with a laugh.


Kevin shrieked in agony and his body levitated off the ground as he went taut with pain and shock before collapsing to the ground in a sobbing, emasculated hunk of useless male muscle. My fiancé’s coughing, and retching sounds proved his pain and was sweet music to her ears knowing who had caused it. Additionally I can’t deny it made me feel pleased and powerful to know that she could so easily take down my fiancé, who had the most muscular body I had ever seen with a single well placed kick.


As Kevin writhed in agony on his back, I grabbed his ankles and pulled them upwards and then spread them apart!


I smiled down at my fiancé and said sweetly, “You silly boy thinking you could beat me even with those things dangling between your legs. Didn’t you learn anything at all from your fight with Kelly? Your muscles are totally meaningless as long as you have this junk dangling between your legs.”


As I raised my right foot in the air above his crotch, Kevin realized right away what my intentions were I realized right away what her intentions were. “No, please! Anna! No! I’m your fiancé! No! They hurt so much already! Please!”


I smiled down at my fiancé, “You better give into me and concede that I’m the superior partner in our relationship from now, if you don’t want me to squash your precious jewels.”


“Yes, Anna, I give in, I’m sorry” Kevin pleaded hastily. “And you should call my testicles junk, not jewels, I realize now that’s what they are. And yes, you’ll definitely me the superior partner from now on.”


“That’s a good boy,” I purred, putting my foot down, very pleased by his pleading apology, especially the part about correcting me that his testicles were junk. This was quite a departure from the arrogant football star who always used to brag and admire his manhood, and it was a sign that he had clearly learned his lesson finally.


“Please,” Kevin continued begging, “I’ll do anything you say from now on. Just don’t leave me for Kelly.”


I couldn’t hold back a sharp laugh. “Oh, you silly boy. God, I swear men are just so dumb. Kelly is in love with Beatriz, not me. And I think Kelly and I will become good friends, but I’m not a lesbian. Sometimes, I do wish I was lesbian and I didn’t have to deal with your silly stick and these dangling sweaty orbs, but I’m not a lesbian. You were a cocky boy who needed to be brought down a peg, and I’m glad Kelly beat you. And I’m the boss of our relationship from now on, your balls are MINE from now on, and you better listen or else let’s just say your balls won’t thank you, but the truth is I still love you.”


And as I said it, I realized this was true. Even though I had been rooting for Kelly in the fight and felt that today was a great win for the female sex, I still loved my fiancé. I wanted to feel his strong muscles against me as we kissed and I wanted to feel his big thick dick inside me. I wanted to marry him and have his children. And I thought with a smile, I wanted to teach our daughters the same self-defense lessons that Lori had taught Kelly. Perhaps to give our daughters examples that these self-defense techniques actually worked, I would even tell them about my fight with Kevin and Kelly’s fight with him!


I knew that my fiancé’s testicles had to be really hurting him and I did want to have children too, so I decided that I wouldn’t kick him again. But that didn’t mean I couldn’t have some fun with him! After all, what else are men for other than toys to play with!


“Now,” I said maintaining my grip on his ankles as I raised my foot again, “Just one more little kick to make sure you’ve learned your lesson.”


“Noooo! Please Anna! I’ve already learned my lesson!” Kevin pleaded.


Smiling sweetly at my fiancé, I brought my foot up, which telegraphed so much pain for Kelly, and faked a stomp to my fiancé’s babymakers. Even though my foot hadn’t made any contact at all with Kevin, he still screamed “Aaaaawwwww! No! My balls!” in dreadful anticipation as I girl faked the stomp.


“Hahaha, you silly boy! I didn’t even touch you and you’re still screaming about your balls like a baby!” I taunted my fiancé.


As I put my foot on Kevin’s chest and raised my arms in triumph, all bedlam broke loose in the locker room.


I guess the sight of me beating up Kevin had finally been too much for Greg. Using his hand in his pocket, Greg frantically pumped his penis and brought himself off to one of his most powerful orgasms ever. Soon the huge tell-tale wet spot began to appear in his jeans right next to the zipper area. Greg didn’t have long to enjoy his climax though. Kelly’s 14 year old sister Sarah was well aware of what Greg was up to and as he was still pumping his cock, oblivious to everything else besides his incredible climax, Sarah stepped forward and kicked Greg square in the balls from behind! Greg’s balls were in the middle of his releasing their sperm and hence were even more sensitive than usual. His orgasm totally ruined, Greg instantly let out a high-pitched and collapsed to the floor, rocking back and forth and caressing his crushed nuts.


At the same, as Richard was watching in shock as I beat up his son and standing there with his legs spread, Kelly’s 16-year old sister Megan recognized her opportunity. Richard had cut Megan from the school’s soccer team a few months (the high school had only one team not a separate boys and a girls team) even though Megan was vastly better that most of the guys on the team, saying that soccer was a guys’ sport. Megan saw a soccer ball laying in the corner of the locker room. Stealthily, the girl used her foot to corral a soccer ball from her locker and then quickly kicked the ball at Richard. Before the distracted man could react, the ball hit him square in HIS balls with perfect accuracy! As the girls all cheered loudly at this cunning maneuver, Richard’s eyes widened in shock and pain and his hands flew, too late, to his injured manhood. The man made an “Ooooomph!” sound as he collapsed pathetically face down on the floor in very painful and humiliating defeat against the girl he had cut from the soccer team!


“She shoots, she scores!” Megan exclaimed in triumph as she stood disdainfully over Richard.


“Please, you can be on the team, just don’t hurt my balls anymore,” Richard begged.


“No thanks, it’s too late for that. I’m going to form my own girls team and we’re going to beat and humiliate your boys team,” Megan proclaimed with total confidence as she gave Richard one final stomp to his nuts, leaving the man screaming in agony.


And Kevin’s youngest brother Johnny was getting it the worst of all! Kelly’s youngest sister 10-year old Mia, who hadn’t even known what testicles were at the beginning of the day, had pulled Johnny’s jeans and boxers down around his ankles and was dragging him backwards the locker room by his balls for fun! As Johnny hollered in agony begging the girl to let go of him, Mia had yanked Johnny’s scrotum backwards and upwards as far as it would go and twisted Johnny’s testicles 180 degrees around, so that his right testicles was now on the left and his left nut was now on the right!


“Ok, Mia, I think you better let go of Johnny now. You don’t want to ******** him,” Lori said with a laugh after about 5 minutes of this treatment as Mia reluctantly listened to her mother.


“C’mon girls, let’s go out and celebrate with a nice lunch!” Lori smiled, her pride in all four of her daughters evident. “All of the girls are invited. After all, we have $2 million dollars we can spend.”


As Lori and the girls walked out of the room, Lori stopped at the door and said “Have fun playing with your balls, losers!”


Lori invited me to come along, but I stayed and I nursed Kevin like a good fiancée. I helped him get his dick unstuck from his zipper. Unfortunately, it was really caught deep in his foreskin, much deeper than last time, so I’m afraid it was quite painful for fiancé as I pulled it loose. You should have heard how loud he screamed! I was afraid that neighbors were going to hear and call the police. Then, I went to get ice for my fiancé.


As I came back with the ice, Greg, Johnny, and Richard all got up and limped out of the room without a word, humiliated and totally defeated, leaving me and Kevin alone in the locker room.


As I iced my fiancé’s swollen balls, I couldn’t help teasing him a little bit, “You silly silly boy. I remember last Friday night you were cupping your nuts so proudly and saying that Kelly didn’t have the balls to fight you. You honestly thought that having this silly looking stick and having these two full-of-nerve balls made you superior, didn’t you? You know all these wonderful magnificent muscles you have don’t mean anything as long as you have these two sensitive things dangling between your legs. You guys are such losers, aren’t you? Kelly and I both totally dominated you, didn’t we? Awww, you poor boy, big strong football captain who works out every day and we hurt your poor little ballsies so badly and you couldn’t even hurt us at all.”


To my surprise as I iced his nuts and teased him, my fiancé’s cock, despite the hammering it had taken, stiffened and rose into his all-time biggest erection!




Chapter 51: Kevin’s POV




As I stared up at my beautiful fiancée who was icing my balls sympathetically but her eyes gleaming with undeniable pride in her victory over me as she teased me, I realized that this was the natural way of things. Males were meant to be inferior to females! Wives were meant to be the bosses in relationships, not husbands!


Although my whole education had tried to teach me that it was the other way around, at this very instant I realized that this new insight was a basic truth. This new state of mind liberated a, until now, deeply hidden feeling of sexual excitement, to be humiliated and exposed in this way. I felt my penis react to this feeling and my cock started to crouch slowly towards my stomach once again, in tribute to Anna and in tribute to girl power in general.


I now realized that I might be a star football player and that I might be able to beat any other guy up, but that any female in the world could and would always be able to beat me because I had balls dangling between my legs and they did not. I realized now that girls were clearly superior to guys and that guys at least subconsciously knew how weak their balls made them, which was why they went to such lengths to hide that and make themselves superior to women: from making the balls a private part that was off limits in sports, from making cups to protect their junk, from trying to use their muscular advantage to assert their superiority over women.


Now, I realized that my fiancée was without a doubt superior to me and that I would never again challenge her superiority. I would without hesitation do all the chores and anything else she wanted me to do from now on.


I also realized now that God had intentionally given us guys a pair of super sensitive easily-hurt balls in such an exposed and vulnerable position dangling between our legs, knowing full well what She was doing. (Yes, after today I felt totally convinced that God must be female!) I realized that God had given us guys these awesome big muscular bodies to mock us and to make it more embarrassing for us guys when we lost to females. Obviously She knew that everyone is only as a strong as their weakest point and that our muscular bodies would be completely meaningless for us guys as long as we had these weak pathetic balls dangling between our legs. Furthermore, I realized that She had given us guys a cock that stuck out when we got aroused so that we would be unable to hide that we actually liked and were sexually aroused by getting dominated by females. It was an absolutely brilliant perfect design by Her, I had to admit.


“I’m sorry. I was wrong ” I replied looking up at Anna with tears of pain and humiliation in my eyes, but it was a relief and liberating to finally admit the truth. “My dad always told me that having testicles was what made us guys so much stronger and superior, and I never questioned that. Before today, I never realized my balls made me so vulnerable and weak. I’m sorry, I was wrong. I know now how pathetic having this junk between my legs makes me. From now on, you’ll definitely be the boss of our relationship and I’ll do whatever you say without complaint. You are right, you and Kelly did totally dominate me. I must have looked so pathetic, big strong muscular guy and two girls beating me up so effortlessly.”




Chapter 52: Anna’s POV




I felt a sudden female surge of sympathy for my defeated fiancé. Yes, he had been a cocky sexist boy who needed to be brought down a peg, but I knew how humiliating experience for him this experience must have been for him with his formerly big male ego and how difficult that must have been for him to admit those things.


“Awww, don’t cry baby. I’m not going to lie, yes, to be honest, you did look totally pathetic in every way today, but it’s ok, I still love you. And don’t feel bad about losing to a girl. There’s nothing wrong with you, baby. I’m sure Kelly and I could have beaten up any other guy as well. You’re the strongest guy I’ve ever seen, I’m sure you could beat up any other guy, and you’re a good fighter… for a guy. It’s just that a well-trained girl can always beat a guy because we don’t have your weak spot. For some reason, society says guys are superior because they are stronger. But honestly, everyone is only as strong as their weakest point, and honestly, sweetie, these dangling nuts you guys have in such a vulnerable spot way more than makes up your muscular advantage,” I explained in a kind voice as I fondled his maleness gently.


“You’re right,” Kevin admitted to me. “I realize now why men make the groin an illegal target in sports and try to do everything they can to prevent you females from realizing how vulnerable our nuts are. Females are obviously the much better looking sex. Your private parts are so beautiful and our junk is so ugly, sweaty, and disgusting. Females are also the smarter sex and always have a higher GPA in school. The only advantage us males have is our size and strength. And if you girls learn how to go for our pathetic balls, like you did to me, then girls are better at fighting too. Us guys have nothing left. You’re better than me at everything, Anna! Are you going to leave me for a female now?”


“Aw, no, sweetie, that’s not true that you have nothing left. Look at this magnificent thing that you have,” I said stroking my fiancé’s cock gently, ******* it to strain to get even larger. “I think it might be actually be a full foot long now! You should feel very proud of that! And yes females are definitely the superior sex, but don’t worry I’m not going to leave you for a girl. I’m not sexually attracted to females at all, and I’ve had a huge crush on you since high school. Besides, now that you accepted me as the dominant partner, our relationship is going to be better than ever. Yes, I’m going to be the boss and make all the decisions, but honestly that’s a good thing for both of us because, since I’m female, I’m smarter than you and a better decision maker. I promise I won’t treat you and your precious little balls badly unless you do something to deserve it. I think you’ll also find me being the dominant partner very sexually stimulating for you.”


“And it’s good that you’ve learned your lesson now. You’re being a good boy now admitting the truth, and good boys deserve to be rewarded,” I smiled as took off my panties and bra and lowered myself over my fiancé’s throbbing cock. I was almost dripping wet from watching Kelly beat up and bust my fiancé and then from beating up Kevin myself and establishing myself as the superior partner in our relationship.


We did it right there on the locker room floor and I was so aroused that I reached some of the powerful satisfying orgasms of my life! I’m afraid it wasn’t quite as enjoyable for my poor fiancé, despite his arousal. I had forgotten that it was not recommended for a guy to have sex after getting hit in the balls. As Kevin shot his load in me, the tightly packed nerve endings in his tortured testicles instantly screamed their agony to his brain with a renewed vigor ruining his orgasm, and it was a good half hour before Kevin was able to get up afterwards. As Kevin writhed in agony, I thought again, for about the thousandth time today, how lucky I was to have been born a female!


Epilogue: Anna’s POV




Since Kevin was a famous college football player, his losing to a girl in a fight for $1 million made major news. Even more humiliating for Kevin, one of Kelly’s female friends had recorded the fight on her cell phone and had uploaded on Youtube, and the video got over a billion views on Youtube. People all over the world had gotten to see the big football star in his whitey tighties get kicked in the nuts and lose to a girl, stripped naked and made to wank off!


What is interesting is that this Youtube video evidently inspired women all over the world who were mistreated or abused by men that they could do something about it and not have to accept that fate. Kelly’s girlfriend Beatriz, who worked at the hospital, told me that according to worldwide hospital data, the number of men who came into the ER with testicle injuries, had gotten up by over a factor 1000 in the month following the fight between Kelly and Kevin!


Meanwhile from that day on, my formerly cocky sexist football star fiancé morphed into a perfect gentlemen who treated women with respect. I didn’t treat Kevin cruelly or anything, but I was now clearly the boss of our relationship and Kevin always did whatever I said without question or complaint like a good boy.


Most fun of all, every night before we had sex Kevin and I would always watch the video. Of course, I couldn’t resist teasing him as we watched. Before you say that makes me cruel, I think Kevin also secretly liked it when I teased him. Yes, it would make him blush, but you should have seen the way it would also make his cock get so big and hard!


As we watched I would taunt, “Oh, look at you, you silly boy, you look so stupid standing there in just your whitey tighties. All of us could totally see your penis and your nuts under those whitey tighties, you know that, right? Look at you, getting a big erection, when Kelly stripped down to her underwear, that must have been so embarrassing for you! I’m glad I don’t have one of those silly things between my legs where everyone can tell if I’m aroused!”


“You were a very naughty boy trying to grab Kelly’s breasts like that, thinking you were entitled just because you’re a guy and have those stupid nuts and a dick between your legs. After that, you deserved everything she did to you, I’m so happy she taught you a lesson. It’s awesome the way she punched you right in the dick like that. It was such fitting punishment after the way you were grinding your cock into her butt. It made me so wet to see that.”


“Look at you flexing your muscles and bragging about how superior the male sex is. You silly boy, didn’t it even occur to you when you were flexing your muscles that you were leaving your balls wide open for her?? I’m so glad she kicked you right in the junk like you deserved, I almost had an orgasm just from watching that!”


“And I love how even when you tackled Kelly to the ground, you still hurt your nuts again and got the worse of it. Having these silly sensitive balls between your legs is a definite liability in a fight vs. a girl, isn’t it?”


“You guys are all the same, all so horny and stupid aren’t you? Kelly starts to pull down her bra slowly and look at you standing there with your mouth agape totally oblivious to the rest of the world. You didn’t even see her foot coming until you felt the pain, did you? Well, hopefully that will teach you not to look at other women. That was a perfect kick, look at the way Kelly’s toenail smashed your poor left nut. Oooooh, that must have really hurt, didn’t it? And your left nut was the one that you said already hurting worse, wasn’t it? I’m so glad I’m a women and I don’t have these silly things between my legs like you.”


“And this was my favorite part her dragging you around by your tight whities, crushing your balls with your own underwear! It’s so easy fighting a boy. Look at how little effort that requires from her and she is putting you in agony and had you totally helpless with no way to escape. God, you look so pathetic. You know that, right? All of us girls were laughing at you, including me.”


“You silly boy, trying that high kick. God, you men are so stupid! Don’t you men ever learn? I can’t believe you were so silly to try even after she already kicked you in the nuts like a hundred times. Look at how totally exposed your nuts after she caught your foot. It’s almost like they were begging to be kicked the way they were dangling right there so pathetically under your torn whitey tighties. Oh that’s cool, if you listen closely, you can hear me yell, ‘Knee him in his stupid filthy pathetic junk!’ Sorry, baby, I love you, but in a fight between you and a girl, I’m always going to root for my gender!”


Yes, I’m sure it was humiliating for Kevin to re-watch this fight every night, but to his credit, he managed to accept that females were the superior sex and to find the ultimate sexual satisfaction from it.. By the end of the video, his cock was always rock solid and dripping with precum, and it made for some absolutely incredible sex! Sometimes I would bust him lightly during sex for fun, but never too hard and Kevin told me he liked it too!


Kevin and I were not the only ones who watched the video either. Kelly told me that her and Beatriz watched it together every night too. And when Kevin and I were visiting his parents a few weeks later, we accidently walked in on a blushing Johnny who was watching the video and wanking off to it!


Kevin and I got married three months later, and that Christmas, we got the best news. I was pregnant with a baby girl! I was overcome with joy, and among other things, I couldn’t wait to teach her when she got older the self-defense secret that Lori had taught Kelly and that men wish us females had never found out!