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This story contains: FxF, futa, unwilling, castration~

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Word Count: 2237

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	Tulip pulled the whip back and snapped it hard; the skunk laying on the ground screamed in agony once again as a nice, new scar was placed on her sensitive balls.

	“Let’s see… was that number thirty? I said I’d stop when I got there, but I kind of lost track. I’ll do ten more just to be safe~”

	Tulip the Lopunny was currently doing a live stream, the first one, to kick off her series of special live streams for Destroy Dick December - this would be the first year she did this, and she was hoping to make it the first of a yearly tradition.

	Currently laying on the floor of Tulip’s dorm room, with her hands and legs tied up and stretched out so that she couldn’t move, was a short skunk girl, Layla, a fan of Tulip’s streams who had won the Lopuny’s lottery for getting to be her toy for a day. However, as Layla had expressed in her entry, she was only into dirty stuff - not CBT or ballbusting. Despite that, Tulip had no reservations about making her the victim of abuse - she had promised that, if she was able to handle some torment and torture, she’d get to have some kinky, dirty fun with Tulip afterward! However, it was getting too much to handle, and there was no safe word.

	“Nine…” Tulip cracked the whip on the nuts once again; Layla let out a yelp, a high-pitched scream, muffled by Tulip’s foot in her mouth. Tears streamed from her eyes as her body shook in pain, her balls swollen and covered in scars. She whipped them once more. Every single hit sent immense pain throughout the skunk’s system - she could feel it everywhere, every time, the sharp, hard, intense agony of that whip, hitting the already damaged and tender balls, still aching hard. She wanted it to be over so badly, it hurt so much! She had never experienced so much suffering in her entire life, and she imagined there would never be anything that could top this amount of pain. “Ten! All done~”

	The Lopunny finally took her foot out of her mouth; it didn’t taste great, unsurprisingly. She breathed hard, panting and huffing for air. Her throat felt tight, and her balls were throbbing with pain, the ache still encompassing her entire body; it was going to be a few days before that went away. “Oh my god… i-is it over? Please tell me it’s over,” she stuttered out between breaths. Before the whipping was flogging, and before that, stomping, and before that, kicking, and squeezing, and slapping, and punching; she felt like a stress toy. 

	“Over? Aww, poor girl~” she put the whip down and snickered; she took the chance to show her body off to the stream to get a few more donations in. She was tall, a good six feet, with wonderful features - she had long, fluffy ears, hanging down from her head to her waist, each feeling like pillows; her soft fur was a milky brown and creamy white, her thighs were large and encompassing, as were her breasts and ass. Her paws and feet were small and cute, but still very, very strong; she didn’t hesitate to use them correctly. Her eyes were a deep crimson, always hiding lust and sadism behind them, and right now, they were naturally overflowing with both, as was her cheerful, teasing smirk. “We’re almost done - I just have one more thing~” She picked up a large, sixteen-ounce mallet, with a wooden handle and a cylindrical, black metal head, resembling a hammer more than a rubber mallet. 

	Layla’s eyes widened in fear as she watched the streamer pick that tool up. “T-Tulip? W-what’s that for?” She began to shake as the Lopunny grabbed a small plank of wood and knelt, inbetween the skunk’s stretched-out, spread legs, tenderly lifting her genitals and placing them on the wood. Her balls were small and modest, as was her cock, which, much to her own dismay, was actually quite hard and throbbing; she couldn’t help but be aroused by the cruelty, which didn’t surprise Tulip. 

	“Oh, that’s simple, honey~” She grabbed the base of the cock and balls and pushed it against the wood, holding them all down; she moved the shaft out of the way, making it so the balls were nice and exposed. Her warm, soft paw on that throbbing boner made the skunk want to melt; it was so nice, a bit of comfort coming through all of that pain! She held back from cumming - Tulip had promised that, if she came even once, she was going to be punished. She didn’t know what being ‘punished’ entailed, exactly, but she wasn’t privy to finding out. “Just a little more ballbusting, and then, we’ll be done~”

	She wanted to be relieved, but Layla couldn’t; watching Tulip’s sadistic smile as she raised that hammer just made her shake in fear even more. Just one more thing, just one more thing, then it would all be over. She gulped. “P-promise?”

	“I do, I promise~” Tulip lifted the hammer, smiling, bringing it as high into the air as she could. “Now, are you ready~?”

	She nodded a little; her eyes darted between the hammer, Tulip’s face, and her own balls, about to be hammered quite hard.

	“Alright, here we go~ Say goodbye to your little nuts~” Huh? She didn’t have much time to react to that heavily concerning the last sentence, as Tulip swung the hammer with as much force as she could muster, from a great height, and brought it slamming down into both balls, the surface of the head big enough to hit them both at once.
	
	Suddenly, Layla’s vision went entirely red, and her nervous system freaked out; she felt like her whole body had just been thrown into a blender, which was then turned to the highest setting. She screamed as loud as her body would let her, an insanely loud, blood-curdling cry, so loud Tulip had to cover her ears as she chuckled. The scream was involuntary, of course, just a result of the pain that currently flooded her body - her head and heart pounded. 

	The sound of the hammer coming down consisted of, first, a squelch, as the balls were first impacted, making a nice, big indent in both of them; however, the indent wasn’t all. Following that was the very, very distinct sound of a balloon bursting open, and then metal hitting wood. As the mallet had come down, it flattened both balls in an instant with such force and speed that they broke under the pressure, the ballsack tearing open, cum flying out of it from all sides; the little testicles had been completely flattened and ruptured, reduced to nothing but a fine mix of ruined, semen coated paste, which had spurted all over the floor and the hammer’s head. 

Layla watched the impact, and she knew what had happened, knew that her balls were now gone; she couldn’t believe it. The impact also sent a spurt of cum out of her cock, a huge amount of it, spraying so far it hit her chin; Tulip’s chuckling at the destruction was drowned out by the screams. The bunny went to say something, but stopped, knowing she wouldn’t be heard; instead, she just grabbed the shaft and layed it on the wood, holding it down, and gave the mallet another swing.

	The skunk felt another rush of immense pain as Tulip flattened the shaft right in the middle, sending a gush of left over cum spurting out, right onto the Lopunny’s lap; it left a huge, black and blur bruise, with an indent that actually stayed, the cock looking like it was a line of snow that someone had stepped in the middle of. However, that wasn’t it - she finished the job with a blow to the head, even more painful than the one in the middle, since that part was so sensitive; it wasna different shade at this point, of course, and the skin managed to tear quite heavily at the same time, even rupturing some veins from the sheer force.

	Tulip leaned back and took a look at the carnage, the cum-covered plank of wood, the ruptured testicles, the flat sack, the unusably damaged cock; it was a beautiful sight. That screaming annoyed her, however; she stood up and looked around for something to muffle it with, eventually opening her dresser drawer and pulling out a bunch of pairs of panties and stuffing them in her mouth. “This’ll work~” They didn’t fully muffle the scream, but it was a lot better, at least; enough for her to perform the last part of the surgery, as she placed her paws on the cock and gripped it tight. “You won’t be needing this anymore, right? I hope you don’t mind if I take it off for you~”

	The skunk looked down at the cock and shook her head violently in fear, desperate for the pain to end, but Tulip didn’t even notice. She yanked with all her strength, only needing to give it one very firm tug to rip it straight off! Layla’s back arched up in agony as she felt the skin at the base of her shaft ripping off of her other skin, tendons severing, leaving a useless, worthless hole left by the forceful penectomy; Tulip just tossed the lifeless cock aside - it wasn’t as fun if it couldn’t feel pain, of course. “That was a nice one, good and clean~” She pressed on the hole in her crotch with a tiny bit of cum flowing out, licking off her paw, chuckling. “Sorry I didn’t tell you, but this was my plan the whole time. The chat knew it too. And about the promise of doing some dirty play with you…” She untied the skunk’s restraints. “That was actually a lie too~”

	Layla could barely understand Tulip’s words through the agony and the ringing in her ears, but she managed to get the idea; she felt betrayed, so cruelly lied to and used for Tulip’s lustful desires, like an emotionless toy, but for some reason, she felt so aroused from it! The cruelty was amazing; she’d never felt such immense desire for something so cold. She didn’t move when the restraints were undone; she couldn’t bring herself to, not at all, in far too much pain. Tulip tied the legs and the arms up, this time just bonding them together, then picking the skunk up by her bushy tail and walking out to the hallway.

	Layla felt confused; she wasn’t sure where they were going now. What was happening? “Well, cutie, I’m sorry to say that, although I enjoyed our time…” She stopped walking, in front of a metal square in the wall with a handle on it. “I don’t have any need for broken toys, so I’m afraid I’ll be throwing you away~” 

	Layla looked above the metal square as Tulip grabbed the handle; it read, “Trash Chute,” with red text below: “WARNING: Incinerator Always On!” And, as the Lopunny lifted her up and pulled the door open, she realized what was about to happen. 

	She thrashed and squirmed, desperately trying to escape, more scared than she’d ever been; she spit the panties out and screamed for help, but nobody came. “Tulip, Tulip please, not this, I promise I’ll be good! Please, I’ll give you everything I have and do whatever you want!”

	The Lopunny just smirked and shook her head. “That’s never worked before, and it isn’t going to work today.” She lowered the skunk’s head into the chute; she looked down, seeing only darkness, but she could feel the heat rising up. “Goodbye, cutie~” And she let go.

	She closed the door and listened to the scream getting further away, eventually so quiet that it stopped; what a convenient trash chute! She figured this would be far from the last time she had to dispose of her prey… but she was feeling merciful today. She pressed a small red button by the trash chute, labeled “Incinerator Emergency Shutdown,” causing the flames to flicker out, Layla landing harmlessly on a heap of trash, though possibly getting some injuries from the fall. The skunk was lucky that Tulip was feeling merciful. What a great way to kick off the month.