The Co-Ed Prize Fight

The Co-Ed Prize Fight

BY PAINSEEKER

CHAPTER ONE: SATURDAY NIGHT AT THE PARTY

The sound of her flip-flops smacking her large, perfect feet immediately caught my attention. She was about six feet tall with emerald green eyes, a cute button-like nose and long, blonde hair that she wore in a ponytail. She was wearing a tight, cut-off white shirt with dark blue trim, which showed off her perky breasts and amazing washboard stomach. She was wearing navy blue athletic, wind-breaker pants (the kind with the two white stripes along the sides of each leg) that did not come down below her sculpted ankles and made a light "swishing" sound with each stride; no socks; and of course those

attention-grabbing flip-flops which drew my attention to her wonderful feet.

Her feet were extremely large and extremely gorgeous. As she walked toward me, I could see that she had sharp, sculpted insteps and there was almost something magical about the way in which she would curl her pretty toes up as she lifted each foot, exposing the large, well-padded balls of her feet. As she was passing me, I was able to see that the arches in her feet were quite impressive and that the heels of her feet were very large. I could also see that her feet were somewhat thick from top to bottom, but in a strong way and not "fat" looking by any means. After she had walked by, I was able to see that she had nice, smooth skin along the underside of her feet. I was also able to observe that the undersides of her heels were indeed extremely large and smooth. Also, her Achilles tendons bulged out quite a bit as they extended up from the base of the back side of her heels and up her thin ankles, disappearing somewhere up her pants. She was a dream come true for any man with a foot fetish.

Her thin, athletic, 19 year old feminine frame, long limbs and incredible smile were enough to drive any man mad. Her name was Megan and she was a goddess. This girl could easily put every super model to shame. She was the type of girl that made you want to kiss the ground that she walked on and thank your creator for making her. I knew that she was my type of girl too when I noticed that her shirt said, "Girls Kick Ass!" I love that attitude. As she walked by, my eyes were glued to her large, sexy feet. As her flip-flops smacked the bottoms of her heels, I thought about how badly I wanted to be those flip-flops. Flip, flop, flip, flop. I was mesmerized.

After Megan walked by, I couldn't take my eyes off of her. The only problem was that every other guy at the party wanted her just as badly as I did. In fact, not a single head went unturned when she walked by. I had never met Megan before, but I had heard a lot about her from my friend Jessica, who had invited me to the party. Megan and Jessica are roommates, but Megan has never been around whenever I was at their apartment visiting Jessica. I never suspected that she would be so incredibly gorgeous and I recognized immediately that this could be a problem. I knew that Jessica had some interest in me, and I'm sure she wouldn't appreciate me going after Megan. But once Megan walked by me, I couldn't stop thinking about her. Flip-flop, flip-flop. Look at those feet! Look at the rest of her too! What a woman!

This is not to say that Jessica wasn't an extremely attractive girl herself. Jessica is also 19 years old and she stands five feet and eight inches tall. She has fairly long, straight brown hair and brown eyes. Jessica is also very fit, since she runs all the time and has been doing karate for a few years now. Oh my gosh! I suddenly remembered that it was Megan who got Jessica involved in the martial arts. I started to imagine the power that Megan was surely capable of generating with those huge feet and her athletic build. I suddenly had images of Megan in a karate uniform kicking through board after board, breaking them with ease. Wow! As difficult as it was, Jessica managed to regain my attention. As I was saying, Jessica is also a very attractive girl. She has very shapely legs and very nice feet. She was actually walking around the party barefoot and I really enjoyed watching her tan, sexy feet with their medium-sized, smooth heels and nice arches. I was actually thinking about trying to hook up with Jessica that night. But now that I had seen Megan, it was difficult to remember who Jessica was. I was in such awe of Megan, that I probably couldn't have recited the alphabet properly after seeing this goddess for the first time. Flip-flop, flip-flop. I couldn't take my eyes off of her gorgeous feet.

Jessica was telling me something about her self-defense class when Megan walked by us. I think that Jessica had caught on that the subject of self-defense turned me on, and I'm sure that she had caught me staring at her feet before. Perhaps the fact that Jessica had brought up her self-defense class was a way of flirting. However, I was now concentrating completely on Megan, who was now sitting on a couch and being hit on by a million guys in the other room. Jessica was going to show me a move from her self-defense class. She was facing away from me and I was supposed to grab her shoulder and then watch how quickly and accurately she could deliver a back kick, which I was supposed to block with a pillow I was holding. Jessica was trying to demonstrate how much she had improved, thanks to a few pointers from Megan, who has studied martial arts since she was eight years old. In fact, I was still dreaming of Megan in a karate uniform with those huge, sexy feet kicking everything and everyone in sight. I wasn't really thinking when I tapped Jessica on the shoulder. I was staring at Megan and I was tapping Jessica on the shoulder to ask her about Megan and whether or not she was seeing anyone at the time.

Suddenly, I felt the underside of Jessica's left heel slam back and up into my balls at lightning speed, crushing them up against my crotch with such incredible force that I am surprised they both didn't rupture. Jessica had lifted her foot and thrust it back into my groin so fast that it was like her foot was shot away from her body like a bullet from a gun! The force of the kick threw my entire body backward. I had never been kicked that hard before! I saw a flash of light as my testicles were flattened and the pain was sharp and overwhelming. I quickly doubled over, fell to my knees, and then to the floor, holding my balls as I rolled around in the fetal position. Shocking waves of pain pulsated from my groin and traveled throughout my entire lower body up to my stomach. I began to quiver and I thought that I was going to vomit. Jessica's ball-busting back kick was so powerful and quick that I never even saw it coming, but I sure felt it. Jessica was now standing over me, apologizing frantically and worried that she had really done some major damage to the most delicate members of my reproductive organs. I was worried too. All I could do was groan loudly as I tried to recover and not throw up. I never

envisioned this as such a horrible experience. My left testicle took the worst of the kick and it was really throbbing now too. With every pulse came a shot of pain, nausea, and an increasing worry that my left testicle had just been destroyed beyond repair.

I don't think that too many people saw what happened since Jessica and I were hanging out in another room... well, except for a few people, including Megan who happened to look over and make eye contact with me right before Jessica thrust the underside of her strong yet feminine foot into the fragile center of my manhood, nearly squashing my balls like grapes. Some of the girls that saw the kick giggled. I heard one shocked girl say, "Did you see that? Jessica kicked that dude's balls in! I hope he didn't want children!" Another girl responded, "If he has kids, I wouldn't be surprised if they are all born with high voices and a limp." I heard some other girl say, "Wow! She must have busted a nut! That has to hurt!" I could still hear the guys cringing in sympathy. Jessica was still standing over me and apologizing left and right and asking, "What happened? I'm so sorry! Are you okay? Why didn't you use the pillow to block the kick?" My left testicle was still throbbing and I still felt sick. Suddenly I saw a huge pair of female feet in flip-flops standing right in front of my face. It was Megan! To my surprise, she had come over to see if I was all right. Megan finally suggested, "Let’s move him to another room. If you wounded or crushed a testicle with that back kick, it doesn’t need to become public knowledge." Megan and Jessica helped me up and moved me to the bathroom. I had my arms around both of their shoulders, and I could barely stand upright, let alone walk.

All I could mutter was "shit!… my balls… my balls…" Then Jessica went to go get me some ice. It seemed like she was taking forever to return. After several minutes of attempting to regain my breath, I started a conversation. I thought it was a rather embarrassing way to meet someone, but I was thankful for the opportunity to speak to Megan nonetheless.

"Hi. My name is John," I said as I tried to regain my composure.

"Hi John. I'm Megan."

"I know. It's nice to finally meet you Megan, Jessica speaks very highly of you," I said.

"Likewise. I've heard some good things about you as well," she responded with a smile.

"Really, like what?" I asked, hoping that it truly was something good.

"Well, she says that you really know how to take a kick like a man," she said, poking fun at me.

"I know," I said, "This really is a kind of embarrassing way to meet someone."

"Yeah," she replied with a sweet smile. "Actually, she could have channeled a lot more power through her body and into her foot. Back kicks can be extremely devastating if employed properly. Judging by your reaction, however, it looked like it was pretty effective nonetheless. Don't hate me, but I was the one who showed her that kick. Sorry." I wasn’t exactly sure what to say, but I did want to make sure that everything was okay downstairs.

"If you don’t mind, I just want to look at the damage," I said as I stood up.

"No problem," said Megan. I turned around and unzipped my fly, careful that I wasn’t exposing myself to Megan. I normally wouldn’t care, but what if my nuts looked really bad? I moved down my underwear and I could see that my left testicle was swollen, but it also looked somewhat like a flat tire. It was also very tender, but I was hopeful that it would probably still be able to work. I then put my equipment away, zipped up my fly and turned around. Megan was looking in the other direction.

"I think that I am alright, but remind me to kill you for showing Jessica that kick when I recover." I said jokingly as I sat back down. We both began to laugh a little at this.

Jessica came in with the ice and she looked strangely at both of us when she saw us laughing. I think that she felt like she was interrupting something and she left quickly, only saying, "Oh. Here's your ice. Good to see that you're laughing. I hope that is a sign that I didn't do any permanent damage. I am really sorry. I'll see you in a bit when you're feeling better. Bye." Before either of us could respond, she was gone.

Megan and I looked at each other as if to say, "That was weird."

"That was rather strange," I finally said as I placed the ice on my nuts.

"Yeah," Megan said with a laugh, "I think she was jealous. That's pretty funny."

"Why is that funny?" I asked.

"Because she knows that nothing would happen between us," she said.

"Why is that?" I asked kind of offended. "Do you have a boyfriend or do you just find me repulsive?"

"No, no, not at all," she said, "But I do have my rule, which I am sure Jessica has told you about by now."

"What rule?" I inquired.

"You mean Jessica never told you?" she asked, sounding kind of surprised, "I thought Jessica told everyone about my rule. She can't get over it."

"No, she never said anything. What are you talking about?" I asked.

"Well. I'm really kind of funny about who I date. I am kind of a sadist and I am really into full-contact, no-holds-barred, mixed-fighting..." she began.

"Really!?" I interrupted, getting extremely excited.

"Yeah," she continued, "It gives me so much pleasure to mix it up with guys and kick their asses... and it pays the bills. I love it. And I will only date a guy who has the balls to fight me and doesn't do so badly. That's my rule,” she explained.

My jaw dropped.

"Really?" I asked again in shock.

"Yeah. I know. Kind of weird huh? I really like to dish it out, and I need a guy who can take it. And, I also want a guy who is at least somewhat my equal, so that I can be challenged and feel somewhat safe while we are out together too. But don't ask me about how this surfaced... it probably has something to do with the fact that I was a real tom-boy when I was younger and something about the supposedly 'weaker' girl kicking the crap out of the supposedly 'stronger' guy really turns me on," she said.

I laughed to myself. If she only knew that I was into ball-busting and had always fantasized about being kicked in the groin... but not too hard, of course. After all, I did want to father children one day. Jessica's kick hurt a lot more than it gave me pleasure, but the experience was still enjoyable nonetheless. The pain was already beginning to subside and just thinking about it later would be such a turn-on.

"No, that's not really weird," I said, "I'm kind of weird myself."

"Really, how so?" she asked.

"Promise not to laugh?" I asked.

"Of course I won't laugh," she responded. I couldn't believe that I was about to share my fetish with her. My heart was pounding.

"I am kind of a masochist and I like to be kicked by women..." I started.

"No way!" Megan interrupted, "That is kind of weird! I have really powerful kicks! Where do you like to be kicked?" Before I could even answer, she continued, "I bet I can think of at least two places that you do NOT want to be kicked! Oh my gosh!

You just got kicked there, didn't you? How funny. You ought to be more careful about what you wish for," she laughed. "How are those little orbs of manhood feeling right now anyway?"

"They're going to be fine, I think," I started. I still couldn't believe that I was about to share my fetish with this stranger. "Actually, that is where I like to be kicked. I know that it is really strange, but it really turns me on for some reason. Similar to you, something about having the 'weaker' sex exploiting my most vulnerable area really turns me on, and I have a thing for feet I guess. Jessica's kick hurt a lot, but it still turned me on despite all the pain. Weird, huh?" I asked.

Megan's eyes lit up. "Really?" she asked. I was now beginning to feel embarrassed.

"Yeah. I know. It's probably the weirdest thing you've ever heard of, huh?" I asked. I shouldn't have told her, I thought to myself. I shouldn't have told her.

"Yeah, that is very weird." she said, "But that really turns me on! I love to kick men in the nuts!" She was so excited that she was practically bouncing.

"Really?" I asked. I was getting really excited now myself.

"Oh yeah," she said, "It is very closely related to my rule. I am a sadist and I like inflicting pain on guys. What better kind of pain is there than a good swift kick in the nuts? Nailing him where the sun don't shine! Kicking him right where it counts! Busting his balls! That's the best! I love the way a guy's jaw drops just before he drops to his knees, completely helpless! I actually really enjoyed watching you get racked. I think that we are a match made in heaven. Let's run off to Vegas! Well, after I kick your ass... or after I kick your little balls in... depending on whichever side is facing me," she smiled, and then continued, "Actually, it isn't so hard to kick a guy in the balls from behind either. You know, after I nail a guy with a powerful kick, I always wonder if their genitals explode or go up into your stomach, but I’ve never bothered to find out the aftermath of any of my matches. Actually, I try not to be so mean as to put anywhere near my full strength behind a groin kick."

Wow! I have met the woman of my dreams. I took a chance and told her about my fetish, and she loves it. It turns her on! Could this really be happening? This was so amazing! It was like a dream come true!

"Okay, then..." I said, "I challenge you to a fight. Let's go!"

"Ooooooh," she said, as if just the challenge itself turned her on. "Are you sure?" she asked, "My feet can be quite deadly. You might not like getting kicked by them, considering how large they are and how hard I can kick! But if you're man enough to challenge me, then I will be woman enough to accept and to fight dirty." Megan then kicked off her flip-flops and watched my eyes. They were glued to her feet. She turned toward me and used the undersides of her big, beautiful, bare feet to push my legs wide open. She removed the ice from my lap and then placed her right foot in my crotch, pushing it into my aching balls and throbbing hard-on.

"Look at how big my feet are. I wear a size 12 shoe for heaven's sake. I used to get made fun of all the time as a kid because they are so big. But big feet are good for busting... especially kicking small targets like a guy's nuts. There's no way I could miss your little family jewels with these huge feet! Are you sure you wanna fight against these?" she asked. She now pushed her foot harder into my crotch and looked me in the eyes with a smile. My left testicle was beginning to burn, but I didn’t want to show any pain, because I didn’t want her to remove her foot… ever. After a moment, she removed her foot and slowly faked a kick to my balls using the underside of her heel and said, "Wham!… Pop!" I don't think that I have ever been harder in my entire life, and I am quite sure that she could tell when she placed her foot back into my crotch.

"Yes," I said, "I'm sure. I want to fight you Megan. I don't want to hurt you, but I will try my best to make it competitive, so that I can date you." I answered with a smile.

Megan looked shocked and her jaw dropped. "Hurt me? Ha! Typical male…" she laughed. "I don't think that I am the one who needs to worry about being hurt. After all, you are the one who has more to lose. Don't you want kids one day?" she asked with an evil grin.

"Yes I do. And I would love to date you too. Who knows? Maybe you're the one, and you'll be having the children with me some day." I said.

"Well, you are cute," she said with a smile, "but having kids requires that you don't get your little balls busted, now doesn't it?" I didn't answer. She then removed her foot from my crotch, stood up, handed me a business card and said, "Be here Monday night at 7:30 if you are serious. The fight starts at 8:00p.m. You will also get paid well by the owners of the arena. Usually they pay the guy around $1,000, depending on how well he does. Don't disappoint me stud. This should be a lot of fun." With a wink and a smile, she walked away barefoot, holding her flip-flops. I watcher her strong, beautiful, feminine feet as she walked back into the party. Her feet were so huge too! I thought that I might blow my wad just looking at the bottoms of her feet as she walked away. Wow! I thought that I had died and gone to heaven! I couldn't wait until Monday night!

I walked back out into the party with a large smile on my face. I saw Megan whispering something to Jessica. Jessica did not look happy. She looked over toward me with concern. Megan must have told her about our scheduled fight for Monday night. Jessica was now storming over toward me.

"What are you crazy?" she asked me in a rather angry tone as she approached me.

"What?" I asked innocently.

"I heard about your little fight scheduled for Monday night. Are you nuts?" she asked.

"How hard can it be? Granted, she is very athletic-looking and in amazing shape, but I can handle myself... and it pays well," I said.

"That's not why you're doing it!" Jessica said angrily. "You're thinking with the wrong head! You don't even know what you're getting into. She has black belts in more forms of martial arts than I have ever heard of before. Her kicks are ten times more powerful than mine, and you saw what my little back kick did to you. That little kick reduced you to a helpless, blubbering baby. I bet you couldn't even jerk off tonight if you tried thanks to that back kick. I felt your little testicles compress under my foot when that kick landed and I was afraid that at least one of them may have been crushed and no longer functional! ...and Megan's kicks make mine look so weak! I'm sure that she has made more men sterile than the number of guys I have kissed. Does the term 'ruptured testicles' mean anything to you? Look at some of the pictures of ruptured testicles in a medical emergency book sometime. I guarantee that you won't like what you see. And guess who most of those poor guys are in the pictures? They are probably former opponents of hers! Did you know that a man can die from receiving severe kicks in the groin? Usually they die of shock. This is not a joke! You might get killed! Wouldn't that be embarrassing - 'death by groin kick'? If you're lucky, you might only walk away sterile and with a funny limp. I just hope that you are smart enough to wear a cup to protect yourself... or else you can sign up now to join the school choir as a soprano. I can't believe you could be so stupid!" she said at the end of her tirade. She waited for a response. I had none. I just shrugged my shoulders and she walked off angrily.

Maybe I was in over my head. But what if I could put up a good fight? Megan was the best-looking woman I had ever seen in my entire life, and she has the most incredible feet I have ever seen in my entire life! Size 12! I was still looking forward to Monday night, but I was getting a little scared now. I already knew that Megan knows a lot about fighting, since she was the one who got Jessica into it and a girl like her had to know martial arts just to fight off all the guys she encounters. But I didn't know that she was a martial arts goddess! I left the party thinking about this and as I left, Megan winked at me and flexed her large foot around seductively with a smile. I knew that I would be having good dreams and nightmares about her feet at the same time, despite what Jessica had said about my capabilities that night.

(part 2)

by Painseeker

(sequel to http://bbstories-number2.blogspot.com/2007/08/co-ed-prize-fight_10.html)

CHAPTER TWO: SUNDAY MORNING AT THE DOJO

The ringing of my telephone woke me up the next morning. I had a hard time sleeping. The excitement kept me up the whole night, and I couldn't wait until Monday. Also, I masturbated a lot about Megan and her feet, and I was spent. I wasn't exactly in the mood to talk to anybody, but I answered the phone anyway.

"Hello," I said groggily.

"Hi," I heard a familiar voice say.

"Jessica?" I guessed, pretty sure it was her.

"Yes. It's time to get up stud. I took the keys to the dojo where Megan teaches. Meet me there in an hour and we'll go over some things and spar. Maybe with a little preparation you'll survive your fight with Megan with your balls intact! Wouldn't that be nice?"

"Megan is a karate instructor? I didn't know that... and yes, having one's balls intact is always a good thing." I said, "I'll be at the dojo in an hour. Where is it?"

"It's next to the super-market on 3rd Street. By the way, how are your little family jewels doing this morning? Do they still work?" she asked.

"I think so, but I'm not sure," I lied, knowing full well that they work. "Maybe it would be fun if we found out together. Any ideas as to how we can test them?" I replied seductively.

"Hmmm. Well, bring the little guys with you. Maybe I can deliver another wicked back heel kick to your balls and we'll see if cum shoots out your penis!" she replied with a laugh. Then she said, "See you soon," and hung up.

I dragged myself to the shower, where I turned on the water and stripped my clothes off. Before I got into the shower, I looked at myself in the mirror. I am 6'1" and in pretty great shape. I then looked at my testicles in the mirror and wondered why Megan and Jessica kept referring to my balls as "little," especially when they had never seen them before. Then I looked down at my feet, which require a men's size 12 shoe and didn't look much bigger than Megan's feet. Okay... in comparison to Megan's feet, my testicles are really, really small. But that is the nature of testicles and feet, right? Testicles just happen to be much smaller. Unfortunately, they happen to be much more fragile and sensitive too. Oh well. I jumped in the shower, thinking about this and also getting exciting about the fact that Jessica and I would be sparring soon.

Just thinking about the back kick she busted me with the other night caused me to shiver in fear and become aroused at the same time. After my shower, I put on a thin pair of shorts and a t-shirt and headed for the dojo.

When I arrived at the dojo, I was surprised to see two other kids there in karate uniforms, one boy and one girl. Jessica, who was barefoot and wearing a karate uniform, immediately introduced me when I walked in.

"This is my younger sister Katie and my younger brother Adam. Katie is 13 years old and has a red belt. She also loves to spar with and defeat boys, so watch out! Adam is 17 years old and he just started studying martial arts recently and is only a white belt. I brought them here so that they could learn a few things, plus it will also help me to watch you spar someone else and it will probably help you to watch also."

She then turned towards her siblings and said, "Kids, this is John. John has never studied martial arts, but he has a serious fight scheduled soon and he needs practice. His fight will be a real fight, so it is important that you fight him in a realistic manner and do not hold anything back or avoid any targets, got it?" The two nodded.

Katie had an evil grin when she looked at me. Katie was a very thin yet athletic, good-looking girl for her age. She was a little over five feet tall with a bushy brown pony tail and cute face. As she kicked off her flip-flops, I noticed that Katie had nice, large feet for her age, probably size seven or so. I also noticed that she put her flip-flops in a bag which had "Girl Power" written on it and a picture of Sporty Spice doing a flying side kick. Adam was about five feet and nine inches tall and rather clumsy looking. He had short brown hair with long bangs and looked like a skateboarder. I was still dwelling over the fact that Jessica and I were not alone.

After the introductions, Jessica led us all through stretches and warm ups. Then she went over some basic punches and kicks with me as Katie and Adam sparred. As I practiced these techniques, I watched Katie and Adam sparring. Katie was younger and shorter, but she already had a red belt. Adam was taller and older, but obviously didn't know what he was doing. Also, it was obvious that Katie did not like Adam for one reason or another. Perhaps it was just the usual sibling rivalry, but she was obviously going after him with a vengeance. He kept backing up and fighting defensively as she continued to come in at him with punches and kicks, but mostly kicks. At one point, Adam had grabbed Katie's arms and was holding her at a distance.

"Let go you creep!" she yelled. He just laughed at her, holding her arms and trying to keep her at a distance.

"Let go!" she repeated. Adam ignored here once more. Suddenly, Katie pulled his arms toward her and stepped in with a fast and deadly accurate front kick. She stepped forward with her left foot, then swiftly swung her right knee up and then whipped out her lower leg, using the ball of her right foot to kick Adam right in the balls. I heard a loud "pop" noise when her foot made contact, and Adam's lower body was lifted by the force of the kick. However, when I saw that Adam only buckled but did not go down, I realized that he was wearing a cup and that the "pop" noise was the sound of Katie kicking his cup. Smart guy. Nonetheless, he was pissed off, which led to the two of them wrestling around with each other.

Katie was laughing and taunting Adam by repeating, "Ha, ha! Kicked ya in the groin! Kicked ya in the groin! You'd be crying on the floor if you didn't have that cup on!" During the wrestling, Katie also managed to knee Adam a few times in the groin and stomach. Jessica left my side in order to separate them. I still couldn't believe what I just saw. Katie had just kicked her own brother in the balls, and the kick had a lot of power behind it. Even though he was protected by his cup, she showed no concern as to whether he could feel the kick at all or not. She certainly was not shy!

When Jessica returned, she said to me, "Okay, that is enough of the basics. I want to watch and see what your natural instincts are and how well you can defend yourself. You'll spar with Katie for a little while and I will then make suggestions."

"Yes ma'am," Katie said as she walked over to about four feet in front of where I was standing.

"Yes ma'am," I said, trying to show Jessica her proper respect. I thought about warning Katie that I was not wearing a cup, but then I figured that it really should not be a problem. After all, Katie is only 13 years old and I am 23 years old. Certainly she wouldn't feel comfortable enough with me to kick at my groin. Besides, it seemed like she really only had something against her brother. I have never met her before and thus have given her no reason to be mad at me or fight dirty with me. Besides, perhaps I shouldn't let her know that I am not wearing a cup. Maybe she would go out of her way to kick me there if I let my vulnerability be known. It seemed like a good idea to just keep my mouth shut.

My thoughts were interrupted when Jessica had us bow toward one another and then said, "Begin!" I wasn't sure what to do when Katie threw a roundhouse kick at my side, but I made sure to back up and block it. After a second, Katie threw another kick. Again I backed up and blocked her kick, letting the ball of her foot strike my forearm. After a second, Katie quickly faked a snap kick to my groin, and again I backed up and prepared to block. I'm not sure if she could have actually nailed me or not, but she held out her pointed foot just to let me know that my testicles might have been pancakes courtesy of the top of her foot. She smiled at the fear that she had now instilled within me as she placed her foot back onto the mat, took another step forward, and threw the next roundhouse kick at me with her right foot. I backed up again and blocked. Her kicks were fast too! She took another step forward and threw another kick, only this time I had backed up into the wall. I wasn't expecting this, nor was I expecting that Katie would immediately throw another kick following that last one since she had waited a second or two between kicks thus far. The follow-up kick was a devastating side kick. I tried to block it with my arms, but it was too late. Before I knew it, I was up against the wall receiving a truly devastating kick to the groin from Jessica's little sister! Katie's feet weren't small either and she had channeled all of the power in her athletic legs into the large, smooth underside of the heel of her large foot, which trapped and smashed my balls up into my crotch. Crunch! I felt a strong jolt of pain and was frozen with shock, my eyes and jaw open wide. Katie looked a bit surprised as well, perhaps because she was expecting her foot to hit a plastic, protective cup like the one her brother was wearing. Instead, her foot found nothing but skin and soft tissue, covered with hardly any clothes. I was paralyzed with shock despite the pain that began to pulsate in my groin. I could feel my tear ducts swelling, my face turning red, and I was starting to gasp for air.

Katie quickly withdrew her foot, squared her body with mine, placed her extended arms on my shoulders, and then kicked me in the nuts several more times in rapid succession, this time using the ball of her foot to smash my jewels and she was yelling "Hiyah!" with each kick.

"Hiyah!" Wham!

"Hiyah!" Crunch!

"Hiyah!" Splat! Her kicks were literally balls-on, dead accurate and the pain was sharp and explosive, but amazingly I didn't fall down. The pain was both devastating and numbing! Katie kept the wide ball of her foot planted firmly in my groin from her last kick. Perhaps it was her arms on my shoulders and her foot in my crotch that kept me from slumping down to the ground like a sack of potatoes. I really think that I temporarily went into a state of shock over the situation and the anticipated waive of pain that I knew would overwhelm me any second. Also, I think my nuts were still a little bit numb from the day before, but the kicks hurt tremendously and I could tell that her feet were really doing damage. I heard Jessica yell, "Fight back you moron!" And I saw Adam cringe, having realized that I was not wearing a cup.

After a second, the pain hit me in a major way! Waves of pain pulsated throughout my lower body and up into my stomach and I gasped some funny, high pitched noises as my legs trembled. This may sound odd, but I felt as if I were about to pee my pants or crap in my shorts! My jaw dropped even lower and my knees gave a little, causing my body to slouch down a bit against the wall. I looked down at Katie's foot, which she had kept planted firmly in groin from her last kick and was pushing hard into my crotch, using the underside of her heel now. My balls were trapped somewhere between her massive foot and my crotch. Then I wondered if my testicles were still there or if they were somewhere up inside of my stomach. Years after having experiencing puberty and sexual maturity, I feared that this little 13 year old girl had quickly returned me back to some infantile state; that she had kicked my precious orbs of masculinity back up the path from which they originally descended with rapid, powerful kicks from her young, oversized feet. After a second, Katie removed her foot from my groin. My jaw was still wide open in shock and all I could do was look down at my crotch, scared to check out my equipment. It felt like my balls were on fire, only I wasn't sure if they were still outside of my body or not. It was like I was having an out-of-body experience. I could feel the throbbing pain, but I was immobilized. I looked over at Jessica, wondering if she was going to come to my rescue. She was half laughing, but not making any effort to stop the fight. Maybe she did not know that I had no cup on. Then I felt Katie's hands leave my shoulders. Perhaps Katie had some mercy after all.

I looked back to my adversary in front of me: a 13 year old red belt, and the younger sister of one of my good friend. She was just a cute little girl in a karate uniform with a bouncing pony tail and big feet. I could see that Katie was getting back into her fighting stance. Before I could move, I watched Katie prepare to deliver another lethal front kick to my groin. I was still paralyzed. Even though she was very fast, it was as if I were watching her kick in slow motion. Katie quickly brought her right foot back onto the mat well behind her left foot and she held her fists out in front of her. She then swung her right knee up and forward as she pushed her fists downward, then whipped the lower half of her leg toward my groin like a slingshot. It was as if I could see the power and momentum building in her kick and being transferred into her monstrous foot, which was bent at the ankle so that the striking surface would be somewhere on the bottom of her large, young foot again.

"Heeeyah!" she screamed as she delivered her kick. This time Katie used the huge, round underside of her heel to pulverize my balls. Crrrrrrunch! My testicles were no match for Katie's powerful foot and the fury in which she could deliver kicks. In fact, it felt as if my left testicle exploded after it was kicked up and crunched between my crotch and the massive underside of Katie's huge heel with that last amazingly powerful kick. The kick was so powerful that it not only pinned me up against the wall, but the force of the kick caused my lower back to hurt from being smashed up into the wall. It was as if she were trying to kick my balls through me! Again, Katie kept her foot buried deep within my burning groin. This time the pain hit me right away and it felt like my balls were hit with a baseball bat! I quickly collapsed onto the mat in a heap of agony and I was soon rolling around in a ball of pain. It hurt so bad I wanted to die! I could hear Katie giggling at me. The pain was so severe that I began to feel really nauseous. I was soon quivering and it wasn't long before I began retching and then threw up on the mat. Pain continued to emanate from my groin area, but it really felt like my testicles were kicked up into my stomach.

"That's enough!" shouted Jessica and Katie backed away. I could hear Katie giggle and then say, "No cup! He should know better. I am a girl, and girls kick boys in the groin. Duh!" I watched her young, large feet as they walked away from me, half visible and half hiding in her karate uniform, depending on what stage of her stride she was in. Adam was staring at me, a fallen man at the feet of his younger sister. He looked shocked. Katie decided to catch him off-guard and punched him in the balls as she walked by. Adam flinched, forgetting that he was wearing a cup and Katie giggled some more.

As I watched this, Jessica commanded me to roll over onto my back. I couldn't move. "I said on your back!" she commanded. I started to move, but I felt extremely weak and was still coughing. Jessica was impatient and she helped to roll me over and onto my back. She kneeled down beside my chest and she commanded me to move my hands away from my crotch. I was in no position to argue, so I complied. I couldn't believe my eyes, but Jessica actually reached down into my underwear and started to feel my testicles! She was kind of petting them and gently squeezing them.

All I could feel was pain, so I couldn't really enjoy her touch too much and I asked her, "Are they both still there?"

Jessica smiled and responded in the affirmative.

"Are they flat or are they still round?" I asked.

Jessica let out a laugh and said, "They are both still round you geek, perhaps swollen though. I think it takes more than that to actually 'bust' a nut. Be glad those were Katie's feet and not mine or Megan's though, because they just might not be there or, if they were, they would certainly be flat as pancakes if those kicks came from one of us. However, you are lucky that it was only Katie, but you obviously are not used to the pain and that is why you threw up." I felt somewhat relieved.

"Are you feeling good enough to get up?" Jessica asked sweetly. I nodded my head in the affirmative.

"Good," said Jessica, "Then you can get your wimpy ass up off of the mat and clean up this vomit!" she said half serious and half jokingly.

As I got up, Jessica had to add insult to injury by saying, "You're pathetic! She is a 13 year old little girl, and you let her kick your balls in! In my efforts to turn you into a man, my little sister almost turned you into a girl! Uggghh!"

Katie giggled at this as she practiced a few kicks.

I didn't care to respond, and instead went to the bathroom and thoroughly examined my equipment. They looked more or less the same as the last time I saw them... thank heavens for that! However, they were sore as hell! After my worries subsided, my anger set in. I couldn't believe it. Jessica was right! I couldn't believe that I had just gotten my nuts kicked in by such a little girl! I was outraged. I gathered my pride and a mop and I returned to the mat to clean up my vomit. Jessica was now sparring with her younger brother Adam. Katie was sitting on the mat with her feet kind of underneath her butt but still visible and she was watching her siblings spar. She saw me cleaning up my vomit out of the corner of her eyes. She looked over her shoulder at me, wiggled her feet around a little, and giggled in a very immature, girlish, way, as if to say, "Ha, ha, I just kicked your balls in! Girls are better than boys!" I finished mopping up and I returned to the back rooms of the dojo to clean out the mop.

Suddenly I noticed that Katie had followed me into the room. "How's your wiener?" she asked.

"Fine," I said.

"Yeah right," she responded, "I must have kicked you right in the wiener five times and you weren't wearing a cup! I even made you throw up! Aren't you hurt?"

"Yes I am hurt, but not because you hurt my penis. I am hurt because you kicked me in the testicles several times. The testicles are extremely sensitive and that is why I threw up," I said.

"Oh," she responded, "What are testicles? Is that part of your wiener?" I had to laugh a little bit to myself. I had just finished cleaning the mop, so I wiped off my hands and sat down on a couch in the back room. Katie also sat down on the couch and we were facing each other. I couldn't believe that I was about to give this girl an anatomy lesson. After all, she is 13 years old! Shouldn't she know about testicles by now? Oh well. Maybe she doesn't know and I just happen to be the unlucky person who has to explain it to her.

"Testicles are two balls that hang underneath the penis. They are very fragile and sensitive. They also produce sperm, which is necessary for making babies," I said. I couldn't believe that I was teaching this girl about testicles.

"Oh! You mean balls! I have heard of balls. I didn't know they were also called 'testicles.' Do they really look like balls? Are they round? Or 'were' yours round before I karate kicked them and crushed them flat? Are they now busted?" she asked with a giggle.

"Well, they are oval, like eggs," I replied.

"Show them to me! Show me! Show me!" she demanded.

"No way," I responded.

"Show me! Show me! Do it or else I will kick your balls even harder and make you throw up again!" she demanded as she coiled her leg and held up her foot, ready to launch it into my crotch. I thought for a second.

"Only on one condition..." I said, "I'll show you my balls if you promise not to kick them anymore." I can't believe that I was doing this... but I didn't know how long I was going to be stuck at this dojo or how many times I would spar against her and I was really afraid that enough kicks from this little girl's powerful legs and big feet could ruin my sex life forever!

"Goody! Goody! Okay, I promise." she said, sounding really excited. I proceeded to get up and stand in front of where Katie was sitting on the couch. She turned to face me, but she was still on the couch and I was standing in front of her. I dropped my shorts and underwear and she looked shocked.

I lifted up my penis so that she could see my balls really easily and I pointed to them and said, "These are my testicles. Okay, are you happy now?" I asked.

"Wait, let me ask you something," she said.

"What?" I asked.

She brought her foot up to my crotch and pressed the underside of her heel hard into my penis and asked, "It doesn't hurt if I kick you here?"

"No," I said. She then brought her foot back a little bit and kicked me in the penis. I didn't flinch. She did it again, this time a bit harder. Again I didn't flinch. However, I was starting to get erect and when she kicked for a third time, she noticed.

"Look, it's swelling!" she exclaimed. "Does it hurt? Does it hurt? Are you going to throw up?" she asked.

"No," I said. "You'll have to learn about why it is swelling some other time though," I said.

She kept the underside of her one heel pressed into my penis, thus holding it up against my stomach, and then placed the underside of her other heel on my balls and asked, "This is where it hurts?"

I kind of jumped a little bit when she boldly placed her foot there. "Yes," I responded.

"Are all testicles this tiny, or just yours?" she asked.

"They are all this small," I responded. Katie giggled.

"My feet are so much bigger than your little balls," she said with a giggle.

Suddenly I heard Jessica yell something to me. I turned my head so that my voice would project in her direction and yelled, "I'll be right out!" I then turned my head back toward Katie and I noticed that she still had her one foot holding my penis up against my stomach, but now her other knee was up into her chest, and her ankle was bent so that the underside of her foot was pointed right at my groin, and she was giggling at me. Katie grabbed the back of my legs with her hands and thrust the underside of her heel right into my balls as hard as she could kick. I was totally exposed and her big, smooth foot caught me off-guard and pulverized my family jewels once more. I could feel the cartilage in my testicles crunch as my balls were flattened up against my crotch with lightning speed. I let out a grunt of pain and a cry. Also, I must have had the most horrible look of surprise on my face because Katie opened her mouth up really wide as if to mimic my expression. Katie then began to pump her foot into my balls really quickly. I tried to back up but my shorts were down by my ankles, so I fell down on my butt. Katie jumped up off of the couch and then stomped on my balls with her left foot and then proceeded to grind them under the heel of her foot as if she were trying to squash a bug. I felt like my strength was sapped right out of me and balls began to throb and piercing waves of pain rode up into my stomach again. I was now holding her ankle, trying to keep her weight off of my balls.

"You promised!" I barely managed to say.

"My fingers were crossed," she giggled. Her giggles then became laughter. I began to remember just how cruel little girls can be.

She finally pulled her foot away and I held onto her ankle to make sure that I would be somewhat able to protect myself. She placed her foot back down onto the ground and I didn't let go of her ankle. She struggled to get her ankle free, but I wouldn't budge.

She even said, "Let go jerk!" Finally, she bent down and I thought she was going to try to pry my hands off of her ankle. I was wrong. Instead, she used the opportunity to slap me in the balls really hard.

Whap! It stung like crazy! I let out a cry and immediately let go of her ankle and curled up into the fetal position. Katie then giggled and began to walk off. She then decided to walk back toward me and I made sure to cover up even more.

She just laughed some more. "You're such a scaredy cat!" Then Katie leaned down by my ear and whispered, "By the way, I just wanted to let you know something. This is the '90s. I knew what testicles are and I have seen them before. But I thought it would be funny to hear you explain it to me and then I figured you deserved a few good kicks for being so condescending." Katie then proceeded to leave the back room, skipping.

I still could not believe everything that was happening to me today. I felt so sick, so weak, so vulnerable. At the same time, I was so turned on by the whole experience. I eventually picked myself up off of the floor. Right before I walked back into the studio, I heard a loud "Crack!", a cry, and the sound of a body falling and hitting the mat.

When I got back into the studio, I saw Jessica standing above her brother and asked, "What happened?" Adam was rolling around in a ball of pain. Finally he squeaked out, "My cup! You cracked my cup!"

Jessica began laughing at first. Then she said, "That was only a side kick. Are you sure? Are you okay?"

"Yes I'm sure, and no, I am not okay," said Adam. Wow! Jessica's kick was so powerful that it cracked her brother’s cup! That is so impressive!

Jessica turned her attention toward me when I re-entered the studio. "What took you so long?" she asked. Katie immediately began laughing, since she knew that I took so long because I was recovering from her kicks.

"Nothing," I said.

"Okay. Let's go then." Said Jessica as she charged at me. I immediately covered up my face with my arms and kept my legs together and turned toward the side so that Jessica could not kick up and between my legs.

Jessica stopped her charge and began laughing. "This is too easy!" she exclaimed. Jessica then quickly spun around and whipped the back side of her heel into my balls without much power. I jumped at the contact and then covered up my crotch area. Jessica then threw an upward side kick at my face and stopped it about an inch in front of my nose and held it there.

"You need to relax!" Jessica said. You are so scared, that you make an easy target! I could have kicked your little balls into tomorrow if I wanted to with you standing there like that! That kick had no power behind it, but I wanted you to see how exposed you were! Turning toward the side and keeping your legs closed is not enough to prevent that. Besides, you have no balance that way. Then you left your face wide open!" I didn't know how to react, so I shrugged my shoulders.

Jessica then instructed me to relax and get into fighting stance. I did. She then told me that I had to attack her. I charged at her and began punching at her without putting any power behind my punches. Jessica was laughing. She lifted her knee up into my groin very lightly to again let me know that I was leaving myself exposed.

"Punch harder!" she commanded. I began to punch harder. I was backing her up and I got her up against the wall. I then caught Jessica with a left hook punch to her breast. She gasped in shock and grabbed my arms. I began to wrestle my arms free when I suddenly felt Jessica's knee come up between my legs and lift me up off of the ground.

Boom! I immediately folded in half. My balls ached as she lifted her knee two more times quickly into my groin.

Boom! Boom! Jessica then stepped to the side and let me fall onto my knees, hunched over in pain. The knees were quite powerful and my balls ached from being smashed between the top of her knee and my groin. I was coughing a little bit and wondering if I was going to puke again.

"You're leaving yourself so damn exposed! You need to take this more seriously! Do I need to crush a testicle before you realize what is at stake? Is that what you want? Do you want to be a eunuch?" she asked angrily.

"No," I gasped.

"Then fight like a man and don't leave yourself exposed, or else you won't be a man," she said. After a minute or two, I got up and we began to spar again. This time Jessica went on the offensive. She was throwing all sorts of kicks at me. She finally nailed me with a side kick to my chest, sending me flying up against the wall. She followed that kick with a side kick to my stomach.

Whomp! That kick hurt! Jessica then kicked me in the ass.

Smack! She tried to kick me there again, but this time I caught her foot. I moved toward Jessica and she hopped on one foot. Finally she went down onto her back and I moved with her, holding on to her foot. I was standing over her and laughing a bit. Jessica then raised her other foot up and into my crotch, not very hard, but hard enough to make me jump a little.

Jessica proceeded to push my testicles up and into my crotch, saying, "If that were a kick, you'd no longer be a man!"

"Whatever!" I said. I was still holding onto Jessica's foot. She then grabbed my ankles and pushed her foot up and into my balls really hard, causing me to go onto my tip toes and eventually fall over and onto my butt. I was forced to let go of her foot in order to free my hands to brace for the fall, but Jessica kept a hold on my ankles. Jessica was still on her butt when my butt hit the mat, but she quickly pried my legs apart with her hands and thrust the undersides of both of her heels into my balls really hard. Wham! I cringed in pain as Jessica's large feet smashed my poor balls. My balls felt like they were flattened underneath her feet and a sharp, pulsating pain began to emanate from within my testicles. Jessica kept her feet planted in my crotch and a hold of my ankles as I rolled from side to side in pain, holding onto her ankles now.

"Would you like for me to remove my feet?" she asked.

"Yes," I said. Jessica bent her legs and brought her knees toward her chest, thereby removing her feet from my crotch. She kept a hold of my ankles though.

"Feel better?" she asked.

"Yes, thank you," I said as I tried to regain my breath. Finally I started to feel better and I even put my arms back behind my head to rest. I think this angered Jessica, since she thrust both of her feet into my balls again, this time with moderate power.

"Whammo!" she cried out as her feet made contact. "Don't get too comfortable or too trusting! Never trust girls!" she said. Jessica then removed her feet, let go of my ankles and stood up. I was curled up and on my side.

Jessica began to walk in circles around me, lecturing me about fighting all the while. "You need to think about what your opponent is going to do. You need to think of offensive strategies at the same time. You need to be fast and react faster. You need to throw some fakes, put together some combinations, and beat your opponent to the punch, or kick" she said. She continued to lecture and walk around me, but I stopped paying attention to her. It seemed like everything she was saying was obvious and that I did not really need to listen. I felt like she wasn't actually showing me how this information could be put to practical use. Finally she finished lecturing me and instructed me to stand up.

I stood up and Jessica got into her fighting stance. I got into my fighting stance too. My balls were really throbbing though. "Okay," she said, "Attack me!" I wasn't sure what to do, so I threw a kick at her.

She blocked it and said, "Faster!" I kicked at her again, only this time faster. Again she blocked my kick.

"Faster!" she commanded even louder. I threw another kick at her. Again this kick was faster than the last kick, but again she easily blocked the kick.

"You need to be faster, and you need to be less obvious with your attacks. Mix it up a little," she said. I threw a couple of punches and she blocked them and backed up. I then threw a front kick at Jessica and as I brought my right knee up, I could see that Jessica was bringing her left knee up and inside of my knee. I wasn't sure what to do, so I continued with my front kick, which was aimed at Jessica's stomach. As I threw my kick, she threw hers. However, Jessica was faster and she beat me to the punch, or "kick" in this case. Before I could fully process what was happening, I felt the underside of Jessica's left heel smash into my balls.

Crunch! At the same time, she caught my leg with both arms and trapped my right leg against her side. Her kick was fast and the large underside of Jessica's heel crushed my nuts hard. I could feel that my right testicle took the worst of that kick too and I could feel the cartilage crunch as her foot landed. I let out a cry. The next maneuver that Jessica pulled was really impressive too! While I was still stunned and awaiting the waives of pain to arrive, Jessica quickly removed her foot from my crotch and used it to sweep my left leg out from under me as she continued to hold onto my right leg. As my back hit the mat, Jessica quickly stepped onto my left leg with her right leg. Since she was still holding onto my right leg, this meant that my legs were spread wide open and I was particularly vulnerable. Jessica then raised her left knee up into her chest and her ankle was bent.

She then stomped her foot down at my crotch really fast but stopped an inch away from my groin and yelled, "Crunch!!!!! Sterility city baby!" I was shocked and grateful at the same time. "You need to be faster and concentrate harder!" she yelled at me.

Katie giggled. Adam cringed again.

Jessica commanded me to stand up. I did. "Give me your hands" she commanded. She took my hands and yanked me toward her. At the same time, she threw a lightning fast front kick at my balls. Her leg whipped forward and then up toward my balls with her foot pointed, so that the top of her foot would make contact. But she stopped an inch short of busting my balls and held her pointed foot there, between my legs.

She lightly pumped the top of her foot into my balls as she said, "Don't be so trusting!" "Sit down on the mat and watch for a little while," she commanded.

"Adam, get your butt up here," Jessica commanded. I took Adam's spot on the mat, next to Katie. Katie was giggling at me. I tried to ignore her. She started kicking the outside of my leg with the underside of my foot and giggling. I ignored her and continued to watch Jessica and Adam spar. She kept kicking me though, so I got up and moved toward her on my knees. I tried to tickle her and she was laughing like crazy. I was laughing too, until she thrust the undersides of both of her heels into my balls really hard.

Bam! I yelled out loud in surprise, clutched my balls, and fell over into the fetal position, feeling like I was going to vomit again at any second.

It was a long day and I limped home. My skills did improve, but my morale was really shot and I was even more concerned than before that I was soon going to permanently lose the use of my testicles. Again, I found it odd that the experience was still really arousing to think about in retrospect that night.

Despite all the pain, I still masturbated that night. I was glad to see that my testicles could still work, but I was worried that eventually they would rupture from receiving so many powerful kicks. In fact, I was shocked that they both seemed to survive Jessica's and Katie's kicks. I was starting to get the feeling that despite all of the swelling and pain, Jessica was not kicking me with nearly all of her available power. Perhaps Megan was not going to be so kind. Maybe one full-force kick from her could end my sex life forever. I couldn't sleep that night.