Coworker cracks (my) eggs 2

The days after the busting Amy pretended like nothing happened. Which was easy for her, because she didn’t need to go to the hospital afterwards. She wasn’t told that she had a choice. Keep the ball and risk infection and possible further reproduction difficulties, or have it removed.

I foolishly chose to keep it. Missing a ball seemed unthinkable, even if it wasn’t working. I limped around the office, too embarrassed to use sick time.

One day it was just Amy and I in the break room. Taking our lunch.

“So, did it work?” Amy asked casually.

“What do you mean?”

“Did I split your nut, like I split that egg?” I turned bright red and started to squirm. My breathing got fast. After some time I replied.

“Yes. It broke.” Amy smiled brightly and started bouncing happily. Her tight turtle neck couldn’t hide her jostling tits.

“I knew it. You know what that means right?”

“No, what does that mean?”

“You’re mine. I made you less of a man, you let me do that, encouraged it. If that doesn’t make you my property, I don’t know what does.”

I couldn’t look her in the eye. I got lower in my seat, she had a point. I clearly put her over my own health.

She noticed I was slumping in my chair, which meant my crotch was exposed under the table. She jabbed the bottom of her slides against my nuts and gave them a few pumps. My freshly shattered ball screamed in agony. My face turned white and I gripped the table hard. She was wearing a sadistic smile on her face. I never expected this cutesy girl to have this darker side.

“Meet me in the women’s bathroom in 15. I want to inspect my new prize.” She mercifully removed her foot from my crotch and skipped out of the break room.

Gradually the pain in my balls subsided. Was she serious? What was she going to do? Nothing good, nothing my balls would like that’s for sure. But the thought of being her play thing, completely at her mercy, was overwhelming. My dick tented in my pants. I needed more of her, even if it cost me my balls.

I threw my lunch away and made my way to the women’s bathroom. I was so excited I forgot it wasn’t exactly an abandoned place. Too early, other female coworkers came in. I only narrowly ducked into a stall without them seeing me. The women chatted in the bathroom for what felt like ages. Eventually they left, as they did I heard Amy’s voice join the chatty Cathy’s. I left the stall just as Amy walked in.

“Wow, I lightly crack one of your eggs and you’re already using the women’s bathroom huh? I wonder what you’ll do after today.” My throat tightened in sexual anticipation. Her continued battering of my balls all but promised now. Amy locked the door behind her.

“All right, come on now, don’t be shy. Show me my new balls! I wanna see what you gave me.”

My face was bright red with embarrassment. Slowly, tenderly, I pulled down my pants, then gingerly discarded my underwear. Amy gasped and brought her small hands to her mouth in disbelief. Her eyes glued to my discolored and swollen package. My cock had calmed down waiting for the other women to leave. It hung limp sadly.

“You weren’t kidding, they’re really broken. I did that?”

“Yep.” She gave me a playful sexy smile.

“Good, I’d have been pissed if I knew I was sharing my new toy. She strutted over to me and grabbed my cock in one hand, pulling it up and out of the way. Her other hand grabbed my balls and started to roll them around in her hands. It hurt like hell and I groaned as she did it. She was standing so close, one of her boobs was just pressing into me ever so slightly.

“So what did the doctor say?”

“The left nut is fine. The right nut, while intact, suffered severe trauma. It’ll never produce semen again.” Amy smiled up at me and giggled.

“Fuck yeah.”

“They recommended removing it. But I wanted to keep it.”

“Good, that’s my testicle. I’m the only one who gets to remove it.” Her teeth snapped against each other as she said it.

She knelt down so my balls were at eye level. She reared her fist back and decked my gonads hard. My vision blurred as I somehow managed to stay standing. Amy staring up at me now gleefully smiling with her tongue out.

“And I just might.” She stood back up. “What about your dick. Still work?” She asked casually, nonchalantly.

“Yeah.” And as if on cue, he started rising to full mast. “At least for you.” Her smile widened.

“That’s what I like to hear. Already so submissive. Guess I am your boss, and I did crack your-“ she looked at me promptingly, “bigger nut?”

I nodded. It was. Amy laughed hard, stomping her foot and throwing her head back.

“Fuck yeah man, what a happy accident. You’re so mine.”

Just then, there was a knock at the door. Amy looked back before looking me in the eyes, a mischievous grin on her face.

“What do you think, should I let them in? Let them see the things you let me do? What you practically begged for?” With each sentence Amy took a slow step forward. She was wearing a skin tight brown turtle neck. A dark short skirt that came down to just above her knees. Black sheer leggings, and black high heeled kinda boots, but not, things that she was not wearing at lunch. Her steps clicked on the bathroom floor, her breasts bounced dramatically and distractingly. Fuck, who is this woman? Not the cutesy pushover I’ve lusted over this whole time. Somehow, this is better.

She noticed my gaze lingering on her tits.

“Oh? Is that what motivated this. Is that why you let me break a ball? Are you a boobs guy? Completely helpless at the slightest sight of my bust?” She was finally standing right in front of me again. Her hand traced down my chest while her eyes danced from my face to my straining cock. Then back up to my face, her smile utterly beaming. “Good.”

She turned around. Her left hand wrapped around my healthy testicle and started to squeeze.

“Undo the latch of my bra. I’ll stop when you’re done.” I suck at taking off bras. My hands dramatically fiddled with the outline. Meanwhile, her dainty hands clamped hard around my only chance of fatherhood. She tugged the ball lower and slowly twisted back and forth. My hands were trembling. The fabric of her shirt was making it even harder to undo.

Finally after my ball was sufficiently wrapped around her small hands, her bra came free. She let go and spun back towards me.

“Good boy.”

The knocking had kept coming for awhile, but it finally subsided. Amy brought her hands up and cupped her large boobs. Then they went under her shirt and pulled her bra off and out. She threw it at me and it landed on my face. Briefly blocking my view. When I could see her again her hands were back on her tits. Her shirt was so tight I could still see her curves better, but her tiny hands were hiding any sight of her nipples.

“This is the closest you’re going to come to seeing these puppies. That cheeky grope you got is all you’ll ever have.” My heart sank. I thought maybe I’d get to see her tits now, finally that there was something physical between us. The possibility made losing a nut not seem so bad. Hearing it put bluntly was crushing.

As was the swinging kick of Amy’s foot to my low hanging balls. She really knew how to maximize pain. In my heartbreak my thirsting eyes saw her tits shift and bounce under her clothes as my nuts were pulverized by her shoes. Still no sight of her nipples.

I crumpled to the floor cradling my crotch. My vision was swimming as my right ball felt like a dead weight. My small left one tingling on the verge of falling numb. Amy was laughing again.

She stood over my face as I laid on the hard floor on my back. She pressed up her tits and let them bounce. From below was not the best view for that, but it was enough to make me leak pre cum.

“I should ask, this does turn you on right? I just assumed.”

The pain in my balls was cruel, her making me admit I wanted this while my body felt like it was dying was crueler. It took awhile of squirming before I could choke out a meek: “yes”

She smiled sadistically. “Good.” And she sat on my face. My vision was completely blacked out by her thick cheeks through the leggings and panties she was wearing. I knew what was coming next. I waited uneasily for her to start hammering away at my balls. I waited, and waited. Then I heard her muffled by her own ass.

“Your dick is pretty big. Maybe the biggest I’ve seen.” The pride the swelled in me was immediately dampened as I felt her small fist crack against my exposed nuts. Again, and again, and again. It was a ruthless onslaught of jabs to my baby makers. The whole time I was struggling to breathe under her. I could imagine her tits swinging with each punch, tits I had dreamed of, and will only continue to dream of.

After what felt like a lifetime, and the murder of all my unborn children, she stopped.

“You said I cracked your nut. But it still feels intact to me.” Her pointy fingers started digging into my ruined testicle. Probing around hard. Her small fingers rooted around my ballsack and explored its mostly round surface. I wanted to puke. Drowning in her ass sounded like a bad way to die, so I kept it down.

“Oh shit! I found it! You’re right, this bad boy didn’t just rupture, it split.” Her fingers kept probing. “Not completely through though.” Her finger slithered against the split like she was trying to push the nut in two. I felt the sides ever so slightly pull apart. I screamed into her ass. Her finger pulled back. I could feel her giggles on my face.

“I think I’ll have more fun with two balls for now.” She stood up over me. “We can always come back to that.”

She brought her toe down against my nuts, squashing them against the ground. I rose up to try and cover them up and smacked face first against the juicy back of her thigh. My hands ran up and down her leg, hungry for even an inch of skin. I wanted to feel her naturally smooth flesh. But her tights blocked me.

She slowly ground her toe like she was putting out a cigarette. My hips bucked and I pushed her off balance. I rolled into a ball crying. Amy chuckled.

She started fiddling in the mirror while I nursed my tender nuts. After some time I rolled over on to my back.

Amy looked over her shoulder at me.

“Done being a baby?” She sauntered back over to me and stood between my legs. At some point she had put her bra back on.

“Those eggs really got you didn’t they. You were jealous. Of a chocolate egg. Being crushed.” She looked over at herself in the mirror. “I guess I can see why.” She looked back at me. “You didn’t even get to see what I did after I cracked it. She knelt down between my legs, her face near my crotch. I could feel her breath on my still hard dick. “I’ll recreate it.”

And her head bobbed down like lightning. Her mouth darted around my balls. For a second she sucked on them gently, before her jaws clamped down. My balls mashed against each other and her white teeth. She looked past my dick and into my eyes as she chewed on my balls.

My right nut exploded with pain. It felt a nuke had gone off inside my scrotum. The vision in my right eye went completely white. She shifted my balls around in her mouth and her molars crunched down on my left nut. I felt it desperately try to squeeze out from under her teeth. Her tongue kept it in place.

Just as it felt like my nut was about to split in two she released. She sucked hard on my balls. I felt my small left nut get sucked past her mouth and slightly down her throat. The pressure was immense. The whole time all I could do was stare at her sadistic cutesy face as precum dribbled from the hard head of my dick.

She stopped sucking suddenly and let my nuts fly free from her mouth. They smacked softly against my taint. The pain coursing through me kept me frozen. Even as she pulled away and stood up. I didn’t move to protect myself. I was too scared to even caress my abused genitals. Her voluptuous form loomed over me, my precious balls battered and exposed. Tears were streaming down my face.

“Awww did I break your little ballsies?” Amy was holding her crotch in mock sympathy. She started putting her hair up. The movements of her arms above her head caused her boobs to jostle and jiggle in her bra. I was once again mesmerized. “See it couldn’t have been that bad.” She then wound her leg up and sent her foot careening into my crotch. I swear I felt my nuts pop out of my mouth. The pain didn’t even register, I blacked out. All I heard as I lost consciousness was:

“Let’s do this again.”