Sunday, August 25, 2013

ABCs: Bruised Balls and a Blowjob

“Oh fuck, Lia, that feels so good…”

I opened my eyes and watched for a moment as the female slaved away between my legs, my dragonhood sliding in and out between her lips. My balls still ached from some of her earlier attentions, but that hardly mattered now – I could feel the heavy orbs drawing tight, preparing to fire their load down the female’s throat. It had been a few days since my last orgasm, and my mate had spent the better part of the afternoon teasing me: a few coy kisses, more than a few outright gropes, a lot of unnecessary bending over and arching her chest out and generally flaunting her curves. By the time she had dragged me into the bedroom, I would have done almost anything.

Which, of course, was just what she was counting on.

“Oh my god,” I breathed, eyes rolling back into my head as she sunk down and deep-throated my entire length. A shiver ran through my body, and my shaft throbbed forcefully inside the warm wetness of Lia’s mouth. “Honey, I–...I’m really close…”

Ssssslurp. With one last suck, Lia came up for air, my member popping free of her muzzle. My rod glistened with her spit, twitching visibly, just a few more moments from an explosive release. I waited for her licks, her kisses, her heavenly tongue...and waited. And waited. And kept waiting.

The realization hit me like a ton of bricks. Like a ton of bricks dropped directly on to my testicles, if you prefer.

“...Already?” I whined.

“That was ten minutes.” The dragoness frowned at me with mock seriousness. “You know the deal.”

I looked down at my mate – my view obscured by the thick length of dragon meat jutting up from my groin. My breath caught in my throat as she exhaled and warm air brushed against my cock, earning another strong throb from my maleness. I groaned. “Remind me why I put up with this?”

“Because you’re as horny as a hatchling. And because I give damn good blowjobs.” She grinned. “Now should I keep going, or…?”

My heart sunk as I weighed the options. If she stopped now, I was likely to end up with a hellish case of blue balls. On the other hand, if I wanted to keep going...well, that would cost me too.

“I’ll let you finish on my tiiiiits,” Lia teased, hefting her breasts in her claws.

My dragonhood twitched.

“...Five more minutes,” I grumbled.

Her grin grew wider. “Very well, then.”

The first punch slammed up between my legs before I even had time to react. A bolt of agony raced up my spine as Lia’s knuckles met my ballsac, crushing my balls up against my pelvic bone. My eyes bulged and my mouth shot open, but I didn’t have enough breath for even a squeak.

“One,” said Lia matter-of-factly.

The second punch connected even harder, driving my spunkmakers flat against my body. My body twitched with the hit. I coughed weakly as nausea spread through my gut, my gonads protesting against such violent mistreatment.


Thud thud. Punches three and four landed in quick succession, with the dragoness landing her blows like a boxer practicing on a punching bag. The leading punch was relatively gentle by Lia’s standards – just a glancing hit, with both orbs squirming out of the way before any serious impact – but the follow-up more than made up for it. I squealed as her fist found my left nut, utterly scrambling the poor egg as it took the full force of the blow. In the back of my mind, some uniquely male instinct informed me that I probably should have just lost a testicle. For the thousandth time, I thanked whatever strange twist of fate had given my species such durable stones.

“Three-four,” continued Lia, rattling off the count. “Aaand–”

On its own, maybe her last punch wouldn’t have been so bad...but after what my junk had been through in the last five seconds, even a flick of her claw would have had me on the floor. My left marble already felt like it had been split in two, but when her fist slammed home once again, I was half-convinced she had pummeled it into paste. My legs and arms shook as my brain tried to process the flood of pain signals.

“Five,” she finished, giggling. “Five more punches earns you five more minutes, stud.”

“...Oh god,” I moaned, my voice a good half an octave higher than it had been a moment ago. “Ohhhhh, my nuts–”

“Mmm, who’s a big tough dragon?” Lia leaned in close, nuzzling up to my shaft. The rod was still like a bar of iron...and it only grew harder as the dragoness delivered a long, slow lick up the underside.

“Now lie back and let me make it all better…”

Sunday, August 4, 2013

ABCs: Academic Agony

The first in my series of alphabetical ballbusting stories about P'oiu and Lia! Read on, and be sure to let me know what you think!

“I have to admit, I was rather skeptical of the claims, but your, ah...your semen is rather remarkable.” The tree frog blushed. “The antibodies it contains are like nothing I’ve ever seen – it could mean fantastic things for medicinal research, if we can reliably reproduce it.”

There were four of us sitting there in the cavern: myself, Lia, Opal, and her newly-introduced friend, Julip. The two frogs were old friends, and apparently Opal had sent her a sample of my ‘healing goo’ as a small present, shortly after Lia and I became mates. A few months later, and now the researcher was here at our cave, excitedly babbling away about her discoveries.

I just sat there and grinned. It was quite validating to hear that my balls were useful as more than just a punching bag. And I could contribute to science! (Though I still wasn’t 100% clear on what “science” actually sounded like some new branch of magic, but Opal’s friend had seemed a bit offended by that description.)

“However.” The female’s voice took on a more hesitant tone. “When I examined more of Opal’s past samples, I discovered that the potency of the, ah...substance...can vary quite a bit. More specifically, it seems to correspond with glandular trauma – probably as a physiological response, to ensure your ability to pass on your genes.” She blinked. “Usually those sorts of evolutionary adaptations aren’t quite so direct, but it certainly makes sense to protect such vital organs. And it’s already proven its worth in your case, obviously, or else taking further sperm samples wouldn’t even be possible.”

My grin had faded. 80% of the researcher’s language had gone over my head, but somehow I could still sense the gist. The smile playing at Lia’s lips only seemed to confirm it. Casually the dragoness placed a hand on my thigh, and I felt my sac tighten in anticipatory fear.

“And with that in mind, well...what I'd really love is a fresh semen sample right after testicular trauma is administered. I mean, we wouldn't need a full rupture of the tunica albiginea like your previous attempt – just enough damage to trigger the immune response.” The tree frog blushed. “Normally I wouldn’t even ask something like this, but um, Opal tells me this is already a pretty regular part of your sex life?”

Uh oh.

I opened my mouth to protest, but Lia was quicker. “We’d be happy to help!” she offered, beaming. “Isn’t that right, dear?”

"Oh no no, not in a million–eep!" My eyes widened in surprise as fingers suddenly wrapped around my ballsac. Fuck, my mate was quick. I fought down a rising sense of panic as Lia adjusted her grip, tightening her claws just enough to start a distant, dull ache in my gut. By now, I’d felt her claws around my dragonmakers dozens of times, and it very rarely ended well.

The dragoness leaned close to whisper in my ear. "Either you do this now, or I'll crack your nuts twice as badly later." She paused. "Besides, it's for a good cause."

I looked back to the two frogs across from us. Julip was clearly a bit shocked, unsure of how to respond. And Opal...well, Opal was at least trying to look sympathetic, but she couldn’t fully hide the smile playing at the edges of her mouth.

“Uh...yeah,” I squeaked. “I’m down.”


“Oh please...oh balls...

I’d lost my voice from squealing a good ten minutes ago – somewhere around kick #20 – but that couldn’t stop me from croaking out the occasional plea for mercy. Not that it did any good.

“Are you sure he’s alright?” asked Julip. Her tone suggested equal parts concern and fascination.

The dragoness was balanced delicately on my groin – one foot placed squarely atop each of my plums, with her entire weight bearing down on the twin orbs. She’d been standing there patiently for the past few minutes, arms folded across her breasts as my poor spunkmakers slowly flattened and spread out beneath her. I would have had the strength to push her away, if not for the half-hour of testicular slaughter that had immediately preceeded this...but in my current weakened state, it was all I could do to clutch her legs and pray for unconsciousness. That, and stare at her ass, which was pretty much at eye level. If I was going to get my gonads stomped on, I was at least going to enjoy the view.

“Oh, he’s fine. In fact, this is a lot like how we met.” Lia furrowed her brow. “Or rather, it’s a lot like the first time I tried to pop one of his nuts. On purpose. Ah, memories.”

The female shifted her weight slightly, and my voice wavered up and down a few pitches before settling slightly higher than it had been before. I let out a fresh mewl of pain as my testicles rearranged themselves, seeking an escape from the terrible pressure and finding none. I couldn’t actually see what my nuts looked like at the moment – that was a small mercy, at least – but I knew from experience that they had given up on any kind of spherical shape by now. Even if the dragoness stepped away, I had no doubt there would be a pair of footprints left imprinted on my scrotum.

Ahem. Well, I, uh...I assume that’s probably enough at this point, right?” Julip watched, wide-eyed. “I mean, I don’t want to risk an actual rupture.”

“Oh, you don’t have to worry about that – these things are still full of sperm.” Lia grinned. “Trust me, I can pretty much feel it sloshing around down there. But yeah, I suppose you’re right. Opal, you ready?”

“You bet! It’s been too long.” The buxom frog was standing on the sidelines, already stripped to the skin, wearing nothing but a grin from ear to ear. She turned to her friend. “You sure you don’t want to help? Come on, get naked!”

“I’ll just, uh, take notes this time,” answered Julip. “Besides...I have no idea how a guy can ejaculate right after that.”

Opal chucked. “You’d be surprised what a horny dragon is capable of. Hey P’oiu?”

I moaned something unintelligible, still wrapped around Lia’s legs.

The frog rolled her eyes. “Right, first things first. Lia, would you...?”

“Huh? Oh, right.” The dragoness stepped back, taking her weight off of my spuds. (Sadly, that did very little to ease the agony in my this point, I was going to be walking bow-legged for at least a day or two, no matter what. Still, better than getting my eggs scrambled even further.) Shakily I let go of my mate, reaching down to cup my flattened plums instead.

And flattened they were. I could have used a spatula to scrape them off of the hard stone floor. Granted, the orbs were quickly starting to re-inflate to their usual round plumpness, but that wasn’t a whole lot of consolation after they’d been so easily turned into pancakes. I didn’t even have the strength to curl into the fetal position – instead I just flopped back onto the floor, hands between my legs, mind a haze, eyes staring blankly at the ceiling.


I felt a pressure on my shoulder as Opal hopped up on to my body. I blinked – once, twice – before I managed to focus on the naked frog standing on my chest. Immediately my eyes fell to the female’s curves, tracing her full breasts, her round hips...anything to distract me from the aching pair between my legs.

“Hey – you know the drill.” The female planted a hand on her hip. “Ready to cum buckets for me, stud?”

My member gave a faint twitch...but that was it. My balls still felt like they were being actively trampled by a herd of elephants. “No,” I groaned.

She pouted. “Awwww. You’re not gonna disappoint me in front of a guest, are you? Especially after I spent the whole journey here bragging about that big, thick cock of yours...”

Another twitch, stronger this time. It had been a while since Opal’s last visit, and my libido was trying to make up for lost time. I could picture her clinging to my dragonhood, moaning in ecstasy, her whole body sliding up and down, up and down...

Lia had taken a seat beside me to watch the frog work her magic. Now she smirked as my maleness slowly began to lengthen, stiffening with each heartbeat until it stood up almost straight into the air. Casually the dragoness leaned forward, her breath hot on my member, her lips just a few inches away...and then suddenly she had closed the gap. I let out a ragged moan as she sucked down the first few inches of my length, her tongue sliding around the head.

Opal looked over her shoulder and grinned. “See? I knew you had it in you.”

I gasped and my claws scratched feebly against the floor as Lia sunk lower, a foot of dragon cock disappearing down her throat. A moment later it was back – now glistening with a layer of saliva, and harder than ever. Lia nuzzled at the rod, her breasts brushing up against me, and I felt myself throb in response, desperate for another touch. “Too easy,” she teased, eyes sliding shut as she delivered a slow lick up the length of my shaft.

“Oh fuck,” I breathed.

The frog faced me once more. “Now let’s empty those sperm tanks.”


“Well, that was, uh...more than I expected. More than enough for my research, certainly!”

“And there’s more where that came from.” Playfully, Lia flicked my left nut with a clawtip – gentle, by her standards, but still enough to make me squeak in pain and surprise.

Lia, Opal, and I were all thoroughly soaked in semen – what seemed like gallons of the stuff. When I’d finally blown my load (with Lia’s tongue on one side of my shaft and Opal’s gyrating body on the other), I had seen stars, and left a puddle of spunk that covered my groin, my chest, Lia’s face, Lia’s tits, pretty much all of Opal...

Even Julip hadn’t managed to get outside the blast radius. The tree frog was now carefully peeling off her top, which had fallen prey to a particularly large glob of dragonseed. I might have been embarassed if she hadn’t come specifically to collect the stuff.

“I warned you to get naked.” Opal’s naked body was completely drenched, from head to toe. Spunk dripped from her curves. “When a backed-up dragon explodes, it’s like a bomb going off.”

“I’ll remember that for next time,” she replied.

I groaned. “‘Next time’?”

Lia chuckled. “Give him a few weeks. I’ll make sure he’s ready.”

Great. I closed my eyes, trying to focus on the lingering pleasure of orgasm and to ignore the pulsing nausea in my groin. This was going to be a regular thing? Lucky me.

Science was HARD.

Friday, August 2, 2013

Also: MLP ballbusting snippet (Doctor Whooves/Derpy/Weeping Angels)

The world needs more My Little Pony ballbusting stories/art! Here's a little something to contribute.

* Never thought I'd be writing this sentence. Doesn't mean it's not true, though!


“Whatever you do, DON’T BLINK.”

“What are you talking about, Doctor?” Derpy kept one eye trained on the stone pony, the other swiveling lazily to look at her companion. “It’s just a statue.”

“Only while you’re looking at it.” The stallion’s voice was taut with tension. “This is a Weeping Angel. As long as you look at it, it’s quantum-locked, frozen in stone...but the second you look away, it strikes.”

“Well then why aren’t you looking at it?”

The Doctor grimaced. “Because there’s another one behind you.”

“What?!” The mare turned with a start–


Oh Celestia. The Doctor fought to stay focused on the Angel behind Derpy, even as tears formed at the corners of his eyes and nausea blossomed in his gut. “D-Derpy?” he croaked weakly. “What did I just say?”

“S-sorry, I...” The pegasus turned to face forward once again, her eyes widening in surprise. “What the hay? D-Doctor, the statue, it–!”

Just a moment ago, the stone pegasus had been all the way across the room, standing serenely. Now it was directly behind the Doctor, in a much more dynamic pose: balanced on its front hooves, with both rear hooves lashing out into the poor stallion’s groin. Even now, the male’s hind legs were suspended about an inch off the ground. Derpy winced as she realized where the bulk of his weight was resting.

“I-It moved, yes.” The earth pony’s voice was a few pitches higher than usual, and strained with effort. Gingerly the male scooted forwards, exhaling in sudden relief as the statue’s stone legs slid out from between his thighs and his coltmakers dropped back into place. His own legs quivered beneath him, barely supporting his weight. “Now would you please keep an eye on this thing before it does any more–”


Ohhhnngghhaaa!” The male’s eyes narrowed to slits as another crushing blow struck home, driving his testicles into his pelvis with all the strength and precision of Applejack during applebuck season. Agony exploded outwards from his groin, gripping his entire lower body. The stallion fought to keep his gaze locked on the other Angel, even as images of broken eggs and cracked walnuts danced at the edge of his vision.

His left eye twitched. “Derpy, I thought you were looking!

“I am, I am!” The mare looked sheepish, and more than a little panicked. “But you know, with my eyes, I can’t...sometimes I can’t really focus on one spot, you know? It’s a medical condition!”

The Doctor groaned, his eyes watering.

“If we get out of this,” he squeaked, “I am taking you to an optometrist.”

New Dragon Slaying project? ABCs: The Alphabet of Ballbusting and Cockteasing

Hey y'all! New project!

Over the past week or so I've started working on a new series of shorts - lots of little snippets involving P'oiu and Lia and a few other characters, both old and new. To help stir my creative juices (and because creative constraints are fun), I'm doing one story for each letter of the alphabet, starting with A and working my way towards Z.

I've already started laying out a number of ideas, but I'd love both feedback and new suggestions, particularly for some of the trickier letters (Q? X?):

I'm guessing most of these blurbs will be on the short side, under 1000 words, but some may be a bit longer, including the very first one (which I've already started). I'm hoping I can churn out at least one or two of these a month, since they're in nice little bite-sized chunks. Can't promise anything, but it seems reasonable :P

As I said, would love to hear your ideas - let me know what you think!

P.S. For any furry BB enthusiasts who haven't seen these yet: be sure to check out this short piece by Of The Wilds, and SagaDC's new BB epic (not to mention his first BB series, PLUS another spin-off series of one-shots). All are excellent, excellent fics :)

P.P.S. I still have a list of all the Pokemon blurbs everyone requested - no idea if/when I'll get around to them, but maybe this new project will kick me into gear a bit. I guess we'll see!