Pokemon ballbusting blurbs (free mini-requests)

UPDATE: I just threw together a forum for furry BB discussion, including RPs: http://furrybb.heroku.com/. Check it out!

Writing update: I'm still working on Laura's story ("The Underground League: Learning the Ropes"), making slow but steady progress. It's probably 75% of the way there, so I'm hoping to post the complete version within the next month or so. As always, I'd love feedback* (there are still some sections I'm not entirely happy with), so check it out!

On a related note: it turns out that writing blurbs about fictional Underground League matches is kind of addicting. I'd actually like to write some more, and I figure this is an opportunity to ask for suggestions and take some mini-requests from anyone who might be interested.

So, here's the deal:
- Name a pair of Pokemon for an Underground League battle
- Add a few more details if you want (names, attacks, characteristics)
- I'll write you a paragraph or two of some poor 'mon getting his balls bashed around
- Make sure to specify which character is which gender! (I'll even do M/M if you want, though I'd greatly prefer F/M.)

Note that I'm gonna write pretty exclusively about (a) sex and (b) ballbusting, and not any other kinks. And while I'm happy to write in a blunt-force pop or two, I'll decline requests for the more bloody and/or surgical parts of CBT (cutting, etc). If you've seen it in one of my stories before, it's fair game; beyond that please be reasonable.

I think that's it! Feel free to leave a request, or to chime in with your own snippets if you'd like – I'd love to see the comments for this post become a Pokemon BB free-for-all :P


* True fact: feedback on furry BB stories is the best thing ever. Where else do you get to discuss a Blaziken blasting a Nidoking's nuts into paste? I mean honestly.

Scraps: Charizard v. Nidoqueen

Second in a series -- more ballbusting snippets drudged up from an old hard drive. This selection is about a Charizard v. Nidoqueen battle, which eventually (much later) morphed into the first chapter of Battle Training. There are two different versions below, pieces of which may sound familiar if you've ever read my rhino/dolphin story :P Anyway, enjoy!
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Nidoqueen bent over, hands on her knees, chest heaving as she struggled to catch her breath.

"Not bad," Charizard huffed, a bit short of wind himself. "I can see why my trainer wants you."

"Shut up," she spat back, wiping the sweat from her forehead. "This ain't over yet. I'm not losing this battle if it kills me!"

The dragon smiled, showing a glint of his pointed teeth. "Oh, you'll give in."

"Charizard!" the trainer shouted. "You've got her now! Body slam!"

Nidoqueen heard the command and started to move into a block--

--But was knocked back as the fire-type slammed into her startled frame, catching the female unprepared. She gasped as a jolt of pain shot through her upper body, her hands moving instinctively to protect her ample breasts.

She let out a low moan and opened her eyes to find Charizard standing over her, a smug grin plastered across his face.

"Well?" he asked, placing his paws on his hipps. "How are the twins?"

Nidoqueen's jaw dropped. "You-- you targeted my chest on purpose?!"

The dragon grinned again. "Yeah, what of it?"

"You...you bastard!" she yelled, trying to ignore the ache spreading through her upper body. "You -- aanngh -- what the fuck!?"

"Sorry, babe." He shrugged. "All's fair in love and war."

She was shocked silent for a moment before her nostrils flared in anger. She wanted to get up and beat the stuffing out of the dragon, hit him so hard he couldn't stand up for a week -- and then something caught her eye. The male was standing with his legs slightly spread, the female's legs beneath him, perfectly placed for a hard kick in the--

"Oh really?" she countered, slowly drawing her legs back, rearing to strike. Her eyes hardened. "Then you won't mind this!"

Charizard had only a moment to be confused before her feet slammed up into his testicles, crushing them against his pelvis. His eyes flew open as his hands instinctively went to his crotch, only to find the Nidoqueen's powerful legs pumping upwards.

"Oh...oh gods!" he finally managed to squeak, body shaking in pain. "My balls, my balls!"

"My balls," the female growled, gritting her teeth as she pulled her feet back and launched them into his jewels again. She could feel the dragon's orbs against her feet as she made contact: could feel the nutflesh squish between her toes as she mangled his dragonhood.

This time the dragon let out a long, keen wail, desperately clutching Nidoqueen's calf as her toes scrambled his eggs. "My BALLS!" he screamed, clawing at her legs. "My BALLS!"

The trainer watched in shock as the wild Nidoqueen pulverized his Charizard's testicles: he cringed at the male's frantic screams, unable to avoid the mental image of the dragon's scaly testicles popping beneath her feet.

That thought had crossed Nidoqueen's mind as well. By now she was fondling herself while the male suffered, one hand cupping her generous tits and the other moving slowly toward her slit. Nidoqueen bucked as she moaned in pleasure -- Charizard letting out a shriek as her legs stretched, threatening to pop his defenseless gonads.

"How does it feel?" she taunted, flexing her toes and watching the fire Pokemon twitch in response. "Which one do you think I should pop first?"

Charizard's face was completely white as he let out a ghastly shriek, paws pulling frantically at the female's foot -- and then he froze, completely still, as a sickening crunch came from his groin.

Nidoqueen giggled. "The left one, apparently."

Charizard let out a pathetic-sounding mewl, his eyes rolling back into his head.




Charizard whirled, ready to strike, and--

--And stopped, a look of absolute shock on his face, as he felt Nidoqueen's foot come down to rest on his unprotected balls.

"Wha--!" he stuttered, jerking instinctively backwards only to stop with an unintelligible squawk as she bore down harder on his jewels, pinning them underfoot. His balls were stretched painfully from his crotch, nearly halfway to his knees, forcing the dragon to scuttle forwards to relieve the tension.

Nidoqueen watched with an amused smile, appraising the Charizard's package with her foot as he struggled for composure. Her smile grew wider as she realized how well he had been endowed. That only adds to the fun, she thought to herself.

"Well," she stated, looking down at the supine lizard. "What have we here?"

The male fought to control both the anger and the fear in his voice as he replied. "What the hell," he spat, "are you doing?"

She grinned. "We're in the middle of a battle. What does it look like I'm doing?"

The dragon snarled. "Listen, bitch, get your paaaaaangh!" he cried out as the female pressed down, sending a wave of pain through his gut.

She scowled down at the Charizard. "Listen, punk," she growled menacingly, "if you want me to pop 'em right now, just call me 'bitch' again."

The dragon looked up at the busty female, fear slowly spreading across his muzzle. "But you -- you can't--"

"Oh can't I?" She grinned down cruelly at the male, flexing her toes atop his scaly ballsac. "I'm wild, honey. I can do whatever I damn well want, and that includes busting your sorry balls." The Nidoqueen folded her arms across her chest. "Hate to break it to you, Char, but you're fucked."

Charizard tried to slow his speeding heart; he could feel the cold sweat forming on his body. "You -- you don't have the guts!"

Nidoqueen snorted. "I didn't survive this long by playing clean, bucko." She caught the quick look of shock that flickered across his face. "Yeah, I've done this before. Usually just kicks and knees, but sometimes, well...let's just say you wouldn't be the first male I've ruined."

The Charizard's eyes grew wide. "No -- no, please," he begged, trembling beneath the female. "Oh gods, please, you wouldn't!"

The female laughed and leaned over, offering Charizard a perfect view of her generous tits. "Oh," she half-growled, half-breathed, staring directly back at him, "oh, I would."

"They're my testicles!" he cried, desperate, trying to ignore the foot resting on his groin. "You can't, please! You're not male -- you don't understand the pain!"

The Charizard's trainer watched silently, frozen as he watched the wild Nidoqueen threaten his pokemon's masculinity. The fire-type seemed to be begging for mercy, but judging from the female's smug smirk, he wasn't getting anywhere.

"You know," she remarked, rolling his nuts beneath the sole of her foot, "it's funny. These little things are the source of all your strength, and yet they're so--" Nidoqueen paused and felt his nuts for a moment, playing with the twin orbs. She stopped. "So vulnerable," she finished with a grin.

"Oh goaaggh!" he choked, doubling over in pain as the female applied pressure to his unprotected dragonhood. Instinctively he reached for her calf, trying to pull her leg from his groin.

Nidoqueen laughed again as Charizard wrapped around her tree-trunk leg, letting out an agonized moan as her toes splayed around his nuts. She savored the feeling of his gonads for a moment before increasing the pressure, causing the male to release a keener, higher-pitched wail.

"My baaalls!" he squealed, his tail whipping back and forth in agony. "No no please anything just noAAGGH!"

The trainer watched in horror as Nidoqueen bore down on Charizard's testicles, flattening them beneath her foot. With obvious relish she flexed her toes, reaching up to fondle her breasts as the male screeched in pain.

"I can feel your gonads," she told him, feeling his nutflesh squish between her toes. "Your big, heavy balls. Your dragonhood. Everything that makes you a fire-type, everything that makes you a male, under my foot." Her other hand found its way to her slit, slowly stroking along the swollen folds. "Mmmmmm yes," she breathed, slipping a digit inside. "Oh, I am going to castrate you, big boy."

Drool dripped from the corner of Charizard's mouth as his body spasmed, trying to find a way to dislodge the massive female.

"They're going to pop," she continued, roughly grabbing her own tits. "They're going to explode. Just like Venusaur's. Just like Rhydon's. Just like Scyther's and Nidoking's and Blastoise's and every male," she smirked, "who's ever tried to capture me."

The dragon's leg twitched once, twice, and then jerked straight, his jaw going slack as the female's weight suddenly shifted to one side.

"Oh." The Nidoqueen smiled, showing her teeth. "There goes one."

Scraps: Ivysaur/Venusaur

Rescued from an old hard drive -- an incomplete snippet from a long time ago. Thought it was worth post, though :P
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With a deep breath, the Ivysaur pulled her foot back and slammed her hardest kick up between the male's legs.

The pain that followed was infinitely more than Venusaur had expected. As the female's foot rocketed up into his crotch, he could feel her toes sinking into his ballsack, the twin spheres distorting around the force of her blow. But what he felt was mostly just shock...that is, until her foot hit his pelvis, and his testicles were suddenly trapped between her amazing kick and his unforgiving bone. Time slowed even further as he felt his saurhood flatten, smashed flat like pancakes, his mind exploding in agony as the Ivysaur stressed them to the breaking point.

The female, too, seemed to experience the whole thing in slow motion: her foot striking upwards into the male's heavy seedsacks, the twin orbs rolling off to either side of her paw before being crushed into the Venusaur's pelvis. She could feel his tortured testes trying to escape the force of the blow, abandoning their usual spherical shape as they attempted to squirm out from between her toes, but it was useless: the Ivysaur's kick had trapped them perfectly.

Venusaur just stood there, still trying to process the pain as his family jewels re-descended from where the female had kicked them up into his throat. And then, just as he thought he might be able to survive this agony, the second wave hit, more powerful than the first: nausea ripping through his gut, the rest of the world forgotten as he collapsed to his knees, clutching his battered balls.

The male was completely silent for a moment, frozen in a tableau of pain, until finally he gave out a tiny, tiny squeak. Ivysaur started to giggle at this response but was cut off as he gave out a second, longer squeal, toppling forward into the fetal position. "My..." he managed to say, voice several octaves higher than normal. "My--"

"Your what?" the Ivysaur asked, folding her arms across her breasts.

Venusaur froze again, brain searching for an escape from the blinding agony. "My...my...my /BALLS/!" he finally screamed, doubling over anew, clutching whatever was left of his saurhood. "OH MY GOD, MY /BALLS/!"

"Relax," the female said coolly, smirking at the Venusaur as he writhed on the ground. "They're still intact. I woulda felt one pop if they weren't."

But Venusaur was still inconsolable: he jerked spastically, hands clamped over his testicles to protect them from any further injury. In the middle of his torture he tried to inspect his sack, to make sure the twin orbs were still there, but he couldn't tell through the pain, and he couldn't believe they would've survived the Ivysaur's kick. Now the kick flashed through his mind again: the mental image of her foot sinking into his groin; his testicles flattening until *pop*, they were nothing but mush; the Ivysaur's sick smile, knowing she had just ruined a male's saurhood.