"I just... can you BELIEVE he said that?"
*WHAP*
"AUUHHHH!! Nngh... that was... awful of 'im..."
"I know! Right? I go there every week! And he... rrr! Hold your dick out of the way, will you?"
*WHAM*
"GAHHH! Hnn... Did... he apologize?"
"No! That's the worst part! I've NEVER been so insulted!"
*SMACK*
"AHHHHHHHH then why don't you kick HIS baaaa-haaaalls?!?"
Sha'Ria looked at the rat in front of her, all curled up on the floor in a heap as he was. Raj was holding his big ratty 'nads in his hands, but she could still see that swollen, handsomely bruised sack peeking out from between his fingers. She'd come home in one heck of a mood and needed some help letting off steam, which meant punting her favorite soccer balls around for a while. It was impressive, actually, he was getting better at staying up on his feet! A dozen kicks to the babymakers, though, put him on the floor for good.
The dragoness crossed her arms. "Because I still need to shop, duh!"
Earlier that day, Sha'Ria was at the market, the same one that the rat had his eggs scrambled in some weeks ago. It was her usual routine, pick up some food, some materials to help Raj with his tailoring (he was getting good!), but that was when it all went wrong. A simple purchase of a roll of leather and some twine from Drr'Athi turned south quickly.
"Thanks for your business," the fat old dragon said after handing over the materials.
"Uh... my change?"
Drr'Athi lifted a brow. "Change?"
Sha'Ria nodded. "Yeah! I gave you four gold pieces, you owe me some silver!"
The merchant snorted. "Nice try, lass. You gave me three. And I'm letting you have a discount."
Cue the argument, and it ended with the two shouting at each other. Now, normally, Sha'Ria would have had no problems just punting a guy's sack until he came around to her way of thinking, but Drr'Athi was, aside from being a highly revered merchant in the market and it would have hurt her reputation, the only guy who made the quality product that she needed regularly. So, instead, she "admitted" to forgetting how many pieces she'd given him, apologized for causing a scene, then made her way back home with a hell of a grump going that she needed to get out of her system.
Thus, the ball-beaten rat rolling around on her cave floor.
"C'mon, Raj, quit being a baby. I've kicked you a hell of a lot harder and a hell of a lot more than this before!"
The rat cried out, still trying to protect his agonized testicles. "And you POPPED 'em before!"
The dragoness paused, tapping her chin. That was true! One of the most curious things about Raj's magical regeneration was that each new set of gonads was COMPLETELY fresh. As in, they were as if they'd never been kicked before. Meaning the first hit was every bit as painful as the first time.
Truth be told, Sha'Ria loved that. She'd had a few "friends" over the years whose nuts she kicked into pudding, but the one time she had a boyfriend who put up with it long-term? Well, after a while, they lost the sensitivity. He could take a few kicks before he even started to breathe heavily, and that was just no fun! Okay, sure, it meant she could pound on them for longer because they were toughened up, but what's the joy of racking a guy if he's not really feeling it? Raj was the best of both worlds! She didn't have to hold back AND they were virgin sensitive! Well, as long as she popped the old set and gave him a new one.
Sha'Ria put her bare, red-fleshed foot on Raj's thigh and pushed at it. "Okay okay. Fine. Fair enough. But look, I'm still kinda pissed off, okay? Just let me mash your potatoes a little more and I'll let you fuck me until your dick's raw."
Raj made just the cutest little face, sulking but still a bit eager. "...and you'll leave my balls alone?"
Damn. He remembered the last time she'd sucked his dick and squeezed his nuts into powder. That was a bit of a blow, fucking a guy just wasn't the same if she wasn't crunching his walnuts while she did. And guys always came more from it!
She narrowed her eyes at the rat. "...fiiiiiiine. I mean, not totally alone, but I won't bust 'em any more."
The two locked eyes for a moment, then Raj winced hard, pulling his hands away from his crotch and lying flat on his back.
Sha'Ria just clapped. "Perfect! I just hope you'll be able to get it up after this..."
The rat huffed. "You know damn well I have a spe-"
"I know damn well you have a spell, I was just saying. I'm not stopping until these things are the size of watermelons."
The big female bent down and picked up Raj's legs, holding them wide apart in a big ol' V-shape. It was one of her favorite sights. A guy's legs just made a perfect funnel, aiming everything right down toward the dangly set resting at their juncture, and Raj's bruised and angry-skinned nutsack in particular was just begging for a foot to come down on it. Hold a guy like this and a girl couldn't miss!
Miss she did not. Raj tensed up, holding his arms at his chest, looking up at the curvy, nude dragoness above him. She really was beautiful, more than he had ever considered dragons in the past. Maybe that was just a result of being her captive for so long, but he was at a point where he thought that if she wasn't basically holding him hostage and pounding his balls every day, he might almost... lov-no. No! Of course not. That'd be crazy. He put up with the abuse because the sex was great and she was helping him out, that was all. Period.
*THUMP!!*
Raising her foot high, Sha'Ria stamped down on Raj's ratty jewels with all she had, putting her full weight into it. She had a wide foot, and she could feel both of the pair getting squashed under her sole when she did. And again. Again. Again and again. The dragoness just soaked in the feel of a pair of rubbery, squashy testicles under her bare foot, as well as the high-pitched screeching the guy attached to them made. It took everything Raj had to keep his hands out of the way, but he'd been learning. His nadbag might have been absolutely on fire, but he was trained enough to keep clear. Or else.
"GAHHH! Sha'RiiaaaaaaaAAAaAAaAAA!"
"He! Just! Wouldn't! LISTEN!!"
Every word she uttered came paired with a heavy, strong stomp onto Raj's vulnerable organs. She hit both at once, she aimed her heel at one and then the other. The meaty sounds of flesh on flesh were only drowned out by the rat's wailing.
"MY NUUUUUT!"
Sha'Ria gritted her teeth. She gripped his ankles and had her heel on his left ball and was just grinding down on it, like killing a cockroach. She imagined it was that fat dragon's set, and she just wanted to neuter that jerk! HE didn't have a fancy amulet, HE couldn't repair his plums if she made pudding out of them, so HE would learn his damn lesson if she popped at least one!
That was when she stopped, as if coming back to reality. Raj's testicle was on the floor and she had it crushed nearly flat, all that nutmeat just crunched down on the floor beneath her weight. She realized that he was about to go squish if she didn't let off.
The dragoness hesitated. Really, she could burst his berries if she wanted, right? He'd just get a new pair! But... no. That wasn't right. The rat shouldn't get ruined unless he actually earned it, even if it WAS temporary.
So, Sha'Ria let go and stepped away, taking a moment to admire her handiwork (footwork?). Raj's pouch was swollen up to the size of her fists, his balls filling the sack up completely, those swollen and bruised organs looking oh so handsome the way they rested on the floor. Actually, Raj was pretty handsome in general. She never really thought that about rats from the valley before. Maybe it was just from having lived with him for so long, but she thought that maybe if she hadn't met him how she did, she might really...
No no no. None of that. But as the sobbing, coughing and quivering rat just laid there, wishing the blistering pain in his loins would go away, Sha'Ria decided she would at least make good on her end of the bargain. It wasn't like she didn't enjoy a good fuck, either.
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