Welcome to day 29 of Destroy Dick December~! The end is nearing, isn’t it? What a shame - this has been such a fun month! We’re still going out with a bang though, so don’t worry~!

This story features Indigo, a character from one of my proofreaders! Brynn happens to discover that the occult club can make voodoo dolls… and she decides it would be fun to use that for ballbusting~!

This story references the events of the Patreon-exclusive story, “Indigo’s Sawblade Castration!” You don’t need to read that story first to understand that one, but if you’re curious, it’s just $5~!

Want more? I’m posting an additional 31 stories on Patreon, one for every single day of the month! For just $5, you’ll get access to a whole lot more castration this month, as well as the rest of my backlog! 
 
Check it out here: https://www.patreon.com/kitokito1?fan_landing=true Your support is really highly appreciated!
 
This story contains: FxM, voodoo, ballbusting, public humiliation, castration~
 
If you enjoy, please consider commissioning me! Email me if you're interested: softvoice21134@gmail.com
Or add me on Discord: KitoKitoKito#7003
Or just send me a note!
 
Word Count: 2140

—----------
 
This is an alternate version with the blood removed - check my profile for the original!
 
The balls in the thumbnail were created by {fa:Bloody_Snowballs}!
 
—----------

	Indigo sat in class, nervous; it was a beginner Biology course, a class in the middle of the day, one that all students were required to take. He was an Indeedee, a pokemon from the eighth generation, with black and white fur, a height of barely 2’4”, and a pathetic cock between his legs, which was currently hard and dripping, despite being hidden beneath his clothing of a pair of grey sweats and a black sweatshirt. Two fluffy, red, horn-like protrusions stuck out of his head, each adorned with a bow, however, the look of fear on his face made any cuteness that came from that at least dampened a bit. 

	“Is something wrong, Indigo?” The professor asked the Indeedee, seeing the concern on his face. It was Dr. Lianna, a teacher with many rumors surrounding her about her promiscuous activities with students, and the supposedly horrifying things that happened in the chemistry club she advised. She was a tall reindeer, usually seen wearing a lab coat and a tight, form-fitting sweater beneath it that, despite concealing her breasts, did not conceal their size. Her antlers were large and intimidating to many. “You’re looking a tad bit stressed.”

“O-oh, no, I’m fine!” The Indeedee blushed, not enjoying being called out in the middle of class. He sat in the front row, near the left side of the lecture hall… and seated in the very back was Brynn, the snow leopard. Another infamous figure at Misteria due to the rumors attached to her, she was quite well known for making nerds “disappear,” and more recently, she’d taken on a taste for sadism and torture. She wore a red and black t-shirt and a pair of fuzzy black pajamas, her brown coat thrown over the chair next to her - there was no dress code for classes. She smiled, licking her lips, holding, in her white, fuzzy paws, a small doll, which resembled Indigo to the most minimal details, except that the cock and balls on the small, eight-inch plush were much larger. 

Just the previous day, Brynn and Indigo had gone to the Misteria University Fair together, and, using the Woodworking Club’s booth, Brynn had managed to quite brutally slice up poor Indigo’s little genitals. They then went to the Occult Club, where they were running a booth where a dom could pay to have their sub’s cock returned and restored, and, additionally, they could get a voodoo doll linked to that same sub! The snow leopard was very happy to take that opportunity. Dr. Lianna was planning to cancel class that day for the fair (the fair didn’t start until the evening, so classes still go on during the days, though barely anyone goes due to it being so close to winter break) but Brynn actually asked her to keep it, telling her about the voodoo doll, and she happily agreed - it was no secret to Brynn and some other bullies at Misteria that this professor quite loved to see her students getting tortured, especially when it came to what they had between their legs. She was fairly close in age to all of them, too, especially for a professor. 

Indigo knew about the voodoo doll, as Brynn had made him very aware, though she hadn’t actually used it, besides pinching the arm a little to make sure it worked, and indeed, it did, and very well. The snow leopard wanted to wait to use it in class… and now was her opportunity. 

Dr. Lianna turned back to the board and continued her lecture… as Brynn gently put the inch-large, felt balls in between her fingers. A normal ball had some resistance when it was being squeezed or crushed, a lot more than a felt plushie did, however, she had been told that, no matter what she did to the plush, the sub’s body would contort to match it. Normal balls would take some strength to, say, flatten them in one’s fingers, but a plush… well, not quite! And yet, it would still have the same effect - it was perfect.

Indigo felt the light pressure and warmth of the soft fingers on his balls; it made him much more nervous. His whole body currently felt pretty warm and cozy, as Brynn had actually tucked the doll into her fuzzy pajamas, pressing it against her panties, even shoving the head a bit further down and smushing it a bit. The sensation was bizarre, the feeling of felt crushing his face despite having nothing on him at all, but he got used to it pretty fast, even beginning to enjoy it. It wasn’t as bad as Brynn sitting on him was; she had done that during his castration the previous day. Just thinking about that sawblade slicing through his shaft made him shudder. It was nice to have it back, after the occult club had summoned a new one for him, but he had a feeling it wouldn’t last long. 

And then, Brynn decided to finally begin. She squeezed the white orbs between her fingers, instantly flattening them without even a bit of resistance - she hadn’t even intended to go that far, using strength as though she was just lightly crushing a pair of normal testicles, but they were already extremely flat in her grasp.

In his pants, Indigo’s nuts both instantly went flat, down to barely a centimeter of thickness. He gasped out loud, body suddenly shaking in immense pain. He grabbed his desk and held it so tight his knuckles went white, trying to smile and pay attention to the lecture, even as one of the worst pains he could possibly experience coursed through his body. It was so, so horrible - it had gone from 0 to 100. If Brynn squeezed just a tad bit harder, she’d almost certainly destroy his nut sack. His legs shook, he squirmed in his chair. He could barely listen to the lecture.

	Brynn bit her lip, a little red on her face due to pure pleasure, her tail swaying back and forth. She watched the little Indeedee getting all squirmy and pained-looking; she couldn’t see his face, but she could absolutely imagine it. She released her hands, then grabbed both balls with one, and his cock with the other, gently stroking it while slowly squeezing the nuts in her paw. 

	Indigo covered his mouth with his hands, trying not to moan as he felt the warm, fuzzy paw right on his shaft, rubbing slowly up and down it, over his veins, his length throbbing in her grasp, despite her paw not being there at all! And it felt so big and encompassing, too… He shuddered, breath shaky and heavy, then suddenly, closed his eyes and bit his lip, hard, letting out a big shake as he filled his underwear with cum. He managed to stop himself from moaning, besides a little whisper of one, but the stain was very, very noticeable - it looked almost like he’d pissed himself. He blushed hard, his whole face going red, as he tried to focus back on the lecture, humiliation seeping in. He could still feel that crushing; the orgasm was somehow even more amazing from the ballbusting and torture. His arousal and attraction to the torture just scared him; it was going to get him put in a lot of pain… if he even had genitals to be tortured after that day.

	Brynn giggled quietly as she watched her sub moan, then put his head in his hands - how adorable! She loved smaller students so much, they were way more fun to bully. Her computer was out for taking notes, but really, she was just recording Indigo with it, mostly to humiliate him later. She licked her lips as she stuck her claws out of her fingers, gently placing one in the middle of the ballsack. 

	Immediately, Indigo felt it, that sharp, cold pressure on the middle of his sack. He gulped, sweat dripping down his face. 

	Brynn dug her claw into the felt; the plushie was crochet, but with very thin thread, which was easy to slice through. She then leaned down and whispered to the doll: “Say goodbye to your manhood~”

	The Indeedee heard it as though Brynn was whispering right in her ear; one of many functionalities of the voodoo doll. The phrase spiked his fear intensely; she was planning to end it so soon!? He looked at the clock… and realized class was actually about to be over. It had been a lot more time than he thought, and Brynn had said she was going to “finish things” before the bell rang… he closed his eyes, grit his teeth…

	…and Brynn took her claws, jabbed them into the ballsack, and smushed it all in her hands, then ripped it apart, swiping her claws across it multiple times until the little felt orbs were reduced to scraps.

	Indigo put a paw in his mouth and bit down to stop himself from screaming. He felt the puncturing of his skin and his testes, followed by the clawing, the horrible, horrible clawing, feeling those sharp, cold, deadly nails dragging and ripping across his poor skin sack and orbs. It made tears come to his eyes, feeling the scraping tearing his skin off, soon enough getting into his testicles and just fully tearing them to shreds, as though his genitals had been placed in a blender. It was a bizarre feeling, the balls being squeezed and then torn apart; he wasn’t quite sure what was happening down there, but what he did know was that, within a minute, his skin sack and testicles were reduced to a huge puddle of cum, staining his sweatpants and dripping down onto the floor, along with a little residual cum. The pain was terrible, so, so terrible, just as bad as the sawblades… and yet, another shot of cum managed to escape his cock, despite the lack of any testicles for it to come from. He felt amazing, overwhelmed with pleasure that melded with the agony, making it so he couldn’t even distinguish between them - it was as if pain had become his new pleasure, his new source of happiness. And knowing his manhood had, once again, been reduced to shreds… it made him so horny. He wanted to be castrated over and over by Brynn; he was denying it within himself, but the sawblade incident had made him fall head over heels for her. He wanted to come to this university for the kinky stuff he had heard so much about, and now, he was right in the middle of it, experiencing the absolute worst suffering one of the kinkiest bullies had to offer, and he wouldn’t have wanted it any other way…

	…and those were the last thoughts he had before fainting from the pain once again.

	Brynn sighed, shaking her head, as the class panicked; she very calmly strode down, picked up her sub, winked at the professor (whose only response was to smile, and, afterward, finger herself in the faculty restroom), and took her little Indeedee back to someone from the occult club who lived in her dorm to get both her victim and the voodoo doll repaired. She wasn’t done quite yet - she wanted to castrate her poor new toy one more time, and it was going to happen that very day.

—--------------

Enjoyed the story? An extended version is available on my Patreon! Become a Patron for just $5, and you’ll get not just the extended version of this story, but also 30 more exclusive DDD stories, plus all my other exclusive stories, including one new story a week! https://www.patreon.com/kitokito1?fan_landing=true