Hey all! The results of the last illustration poll are in! A 'sports theme' drawing won by a wide margin. I hope you enjoy Whistle's awesome depiction of what happens when a ball busting woman manipulates her boyfriend into using a pitching machine on a poor, dumb jock.
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Sam Baker, a sophomore, worked at the Amajor University Student Athletic Centre’s front desk and had spent most of the night texting with Amy, the hot chick he had hooked up with the previous weekend. They both wanted to hook back up - He worked the front desk and was glad to see the last patrons of the night leave. He nearly smacked their asses on the glass doors as he eagerly closed and locked them shut.
A few minutes later Amy tapped on the glass right on time.
“Hey, babe!” Sam greeted her, peeling out of his polo right in the lobby and leaning in to kiss her neck. Sam’s perfectly sculpted torso made Amy hot as she eagerly ran a hand through his auburn hair. The two made out like animals, leaving a trail of clothes until they were standing on one of the gym’s darkened tennis courts. It was an odd choice of venue, but Amy said it was a dirty fantasy of hers and she had stripped down to just a tight white tennis skirt and bra. Sam was down to his boxers which were tented by his donkey-sized cock.
“Grab him!” cried a gruff voice.
Sam was caught off guard by a confusing, and painful, turn of events. The court’s lights turned on and he was quickly overpowered by three men who held him at bay as another student Sam casually recognized as Tanner something-or-other pounded his fist into his face and abs. Sam was bloodied and bruised before he was thrown onto a folding massage table his attackers had dragged from somewhere in the gym and placed onto the court.
Sam’s underwear was ripped off, letting his massive equipment flop out and he was tied face up with his arms tied together under the table and his legs tied to the table’s legs, forcing his legs open. His heavy billiard-ball sized nuts, loaded with cum, rested between them. The three guys who had been holding him left after they made sure he was tied down securely and Amy ran into Tanner’s arms.
“Dude what the fuck,” Sam screamed.
“Shut up, rapist!” Tanner shot back.
Sam was confused and before he could say anything he heard something heavy rolling onto the cart. He looked up as the three other young men were rolling in one of the large baseball pitching machines from the supply room. It was a massive machine with a large bucket of baseballs and a long firing tube sticking out from it.
“What the fuck!” Sam shouted in increasing terror as the machine was positioned between his legs. His struggling increased in urgency as the machine was plugged in and its motor started to hum, the end of the firing tube just three feet away from his nut.
“This is what you get for taking advantage of my girlfriend, tool!”
Tanner and his goons dumped buckets of baseballs into the machine’s basket and Sam knew it would only be a matter of seconds before the first ball got sucked into the mechanism. His struggling was frantic but his balls stayed hopelessly trapped directly in line of the machine.
“What are you talking about! Babe?”
Amy gave him an innocent look.
“I told Tanner how you forced yourself on me and we came up with this plan to teach you a lesson,” She lied, barely able to contain her excitement by what was about to happen to Sam's huge nuts.
Sam knew he was just seconds from having his bean bag pelted by the huge pitching machine.
"FUCK ME!" he screamed just before the first baseball came flying out.
THOK
The baseball slammed into his sack making it bounce wildly.
“I didn’t! What are you, I swear I didn't! What are you... Ooooh!” Sam was a confused as he was desperate.
THOK
A second ball, faster this time, slammed into Sam’s nuts. The huge organs were compressed violently before popping back into shape and he pleaded at the grinning young man at the controls, cranking the machine up.
THOK THOK
Sam’s balls were being pummeled by balls coming out faster and harder, bouncing like crazy after each impact. He had taken his fair share of low blows but nothing like his. His fat nuts felt like they were being assaulted by a pro boxer. He could feel each nut cracking blow and knew that his spuds couldn't possibly survive indefinitely. He visualized his big solid nuts cracking and crumbling and just knew at any minute he was going to feel a devastating 'splotch' from between his toned thighs.
"Please! Amy!"
THOK THOK THOK
“Amy!” Sam cried out, the last thing he got out before devolving into inhuman, agonized shrieks. The machine was set to maximum speed and power. Only a few seconds separated each baseball that was rocketing out of the massive pitching machine at the highest speed, impacting his balls so hard that they went bouncing off in random directions. Sam’s sack was bouncing so fast it became a blur, rapidly swelling and turning purple, much to Amy's delight.
Unfortunately for Sam, his nut's grisly demise was an aphroditic for Amy and she couldn't wait to pounce on Tanner as soon as they got home. Tanner and his buddies high-fived each other as they headed out of the gym, ignoring Sam’s desperate screams and the sick splats the baseballs were making as they bounced off his doomed manhood.
A large residential university in the City with the dubious distinction of being the top place where male student's family lines come to an end! Failing grades aren't the worst thing that can happen to an Amajor-U boy...
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