[b]A girl needs to hurt a guy's nuts for her initiation into her sororrity. She gets a guy friend to agree to let her kick him(promising not to permanently damage anything) but they've got to make it look real for her onlooking sorrority sisters. They cheer her on, and she can't help but hurt him way beyond the limits they agreed on before. she pops one or both, totally by accident, and sympathizes with him, even as she breaks up his balls to cheers (they're already broken, after all)[/b]

Jack had lusted over Maria ever since he had hit puberty. For years, she had been the star of all his masturbatory fantasies: his face buried between her full breasts, his cock buried between her thick thighs. Sadly, she hardly seemed to know that he existed. They shared a few classes together, but somehow their social groups never overlapped, and they had only ever spoken once or twice in passing. Still, he spent almost every night picturing her heavenly body and unloading an orgasm or three into a box of Kleenex.

And then: a miracle. Out of a graduating high school class of 427 people, precisely 2 people had been accepted to attend Radcliffe University. Jack and Maria.

Despite their distance during high school, the pair had quickly bonded during their first few weeks at college. Having a shared background was comforting. Jack spent his afternoons enjoying her company (and attempting to hide his raging erection), then spent his evenings blowing his load in one of the dorm’s bathroom stalls — sometimes 4, 5, 6 times in a night.

So when Maria had come to the wolf asking for a favor — and when her hand had drifted to his inner thigh — Jack was willing to do ANYTHING to make her happy.

“Remember, this has got to look convincing,” the vixen reminded him. “You didn’t wear a cup, right?”

“No, of course n-noooaaaaa,” moaned Jack, heart skipping a beat as the busty female reached down and groped his package through his shorts.

“Good. Just checking.” Maria gave his groin a gentle love tap, withdrawing her hand. “Pretend that you weren’t expecting to see me, alright? I might need to hit you a couple of times before the sorority girls consider it ‘good enough’ for me to be initiated, so bear with me — I won’t break anything, I promise. And when we’re done, I will DEFINITELY make it up to you.” She gave a pointed glance down towards his crotch.

“Y-yeah,” Jack breathed, his cock already hard and drooling. For the past few days, he had put his usual intense masturbation routine on hold, trying to save up an impressive load for when Maria gave him his ‘reward’. His balls ached fiercely, unused to being packed so full of unspent sperm.

“Be right back,” she said with a wink.

—

A few minutes later, the vixen strolled back into view — this time with a dozen upperclassman girls in tow. Her sorority sisters. The group was giggling about some joke or other, but Jack could tell from Maria’s body language that she was nervous. He tried to look nonchalant.

“Okay girls, just watch me.” Maria took a deep breath. “H-hey you!”

Jack turned and looked around for a moment, as if she might be addressing someone else. “Me?” he asked, pointing to his own chest.

“Yeah, you.” She strode towards him. “I’ve got something to say to you.”

Jack’s heart thumped in his chest. “Um, what?”

Her hips swayed as she approached him. Seductively she slid in close, wrapping her arms around his neck and dangling off of his taller frame. “I need you,” she purred.

The male froze. Inside his shorts, his dick sprayed a spurt of pre. “W-what?” he replied.

WHAM.

Her thigh came up between his legs like a sledgehammer, smashing both of his furry testicles into flattened disks.  Jack let out a quiet squeak as a uniquely male agony blossomed in his groin, tearing through his abdomen with impossible intensity.

“I said,” she repeated, lowering her leg. “I [i]kneed[/i] you.”

WHAM. Her knee came up again, this time trapping his right nut against his pelvis with such brutal strength that he swore he heard a crunch. A previously unknown part of his nervous system began to warn him that his reproductive future was in danger.

“M-Maria!” he mewled, quietly and desperately. “N-not so hard!“

“Yeahhhh!” came a shout from the group of girls.

“Keep it up, girl!”

“Again!”

“Damn, she can really hit.”

“Sorry!” Maria whispered sharply, also quiet and desperate. “But we’ve got to keep it convincing, remember?” She pulled her leg back in preparation for another deadly blow–

WH-SPLUT.

Once again, her kneecap found Jack’s right nut like a guided missile. Already structurally damaged from the previous blow, and stuffed to bursting with a dozen unspent loads, the poor orb had no choice but to burst apart into several lumpy pieces. Jack let out a falsetto squeal, losing control of his vocal chords for a moment as half of his manhood was reduced to a chunky paste.

And yet, Maria seemed to have not even noticed. “I know it hurts,” she whispered sympathetically, “just let me get in a few more knees–”

The wolf shook his head frantically, trying to signal her to stop–

WH-SPLAT.

—but before he could get her attention, her thigh slammed upwards yet again, fully liquefying his shattered spunk-maker. His left nut, now alone in its defense, gave off its own threatening crunch.

“[i]MY BALLS,[/i]” he finally managed to croak. “[i]YOU’RE BREAKING MY BALLS![/i]”

“Sorry!!! Hang in there” she whispered back under her breath, preparing her fifth knee. “I’m sure they can take another hit or two—”

WH-SPLUD.

Somehow, Jack’s shrill cry climbed another octave. “[i]YOU ALREADY BROKE THEM![/i]” he screeched.

That made Maria pause. “…I did?” she asked. The vixen looked down at her victim’s crotch, as if realizing what she was doing for the first time.

Jack gasped and twitched, his left nut barely clinging to life. He could feel the pent-up spunk churning in his only remaining testicle. “[i]Y-YES![/i]”

“Really?” Maria bit her lip, looking up at him guiltily. It was a look that Jack had imagined a hundred times in his fantasies — the sexiest girl in the world, pouting and sexy and waiting to be ravished.

“[i]PLEASE,[/i]” he pleaded, his damaged nut throbbing.

“…Well, um, in that case.” Maria lowered her leg one more time, then glanced over her shoulder, looking at the group of her fellow sorority girls. “If they’re already broken—”

WH-SPLORT.

The female’s thigh came up like a rocket, and Jack’s lone testicle exploded into a mushy mess. Inside his shorts, his still-hard cock gave a mighty twitch and fired shot after shot of lumpy spunk, his final orgasm soaking through the fabric and leaving a damp spot on Maria’s leg. His shriek of exquisite male agony melted into a thin, weak mewl.

“Yeahhhh!” came another cry from the gaggle of girls.

“Shit, did she just–?”

“Ohmygod I’m SO glad I got this on Snapchat–”

Jack’s world faded to black.