“...Kayla.”
My answer echoed throughout. All three females looked up at me, baffled. Lia was the first to speak.
“Kayla? You actually...choose to get castrated?” she said in disbelief. “That’s definitely not what I expected.”
“No!” I shouted frantically. “Gods, no. I just mean…” I met Kayla’s eyes. “I know I’ve done a lot to harm your village, and your people. If there’s anything I can do to make it up to you other than...letting you pop my nuts, I gladly will. I have treasure. I can repay you, help you rebuild.”
How could she say no to that?
She shook her head. “Not gonna cut it. This isn’t just about rebuilding. It’s about revenge, and protecting the future of my people.” The orca leaned over me, and I tried not to focus on those shiny low-hanging breasts.
“Do you know what it’s like to lose a brother, or a father, or a best friend? Finding a pile of charred bones by the road, and wondering if you knew who it had been? We do. It hurts like nothing you can imagine. Losing some gold isn’t anywhere near enough to make things right. I need to take something more permanent from you. Something that hurts.”
“I...Popping my nuts won’t bring them back.”
“No. No it won’t.” She shrugged. “But it will make my people feel better. And it’s what you deserve.”
Oh gods.
“And besides...With Lia around, these are even more of a liability.” She looked up into my eyes. “Even if I believe you, even if you promise to never do anything to hurt my people again...There’s a fertile dragon here now, and you can’t make the same promise for your potential children. No, we’re gonna need to take you out of the gene pool if we really want to stay safe. I know it’s not your fault you’ve got a pair of functioning spunk tanks, but hey, that’s life for you. If you wanted to keep them intact, you should’ve controlled yourself.”
I was quickly regretting my choice.
“I-I can control myself! I can promise never to have sex. With Lia, or...or anyone, ever. Oh gods...” My blueballs churned as I stuttered the words out. Lia’s face moved from shock to hurt, and I realized how quickly I’d given up the chance to fuck her. She must have secretly wanted me to choose her as my mate. Fuck, that was the last female I wanted to piss off.
Still...better than losing my dragonhood. Maybe.
Kayla arched an eyebrow at my throbbing length. “You can control yourself, huh?”
No argument was going to be more convincing than my dick. I abandoned my efforts and turned to the next most sympathetic face.
“Opal, please, please...for the love of gods. You want to stay in business, right?”
She shook her head, but I could see tears in her eyes. “We...we gave you the choice. We agreed. We’d stick to whoever you decided...No matter what.”
I looked from dragon to frog to orca, frantically racking my mind for a way out. “Please, any of you. Isn’t there something...something I can do? I’ll give you anything, just don’t pop my-”
Hurk
Lia’s fist shot between my legs, pinning my left nut into the stone floor.
“Are. You. Fucking-”
Before I could even catch my breath, two more sharp jabs painfully flattened my bruised fruit.
Stomach-churning agony spread out from my crotch. I choked and instinctively tried to curl up to protect myself, but the restraints kept me spread wide apart for the dragoness’s assault.
-”KIDDING ME?!”
She raised her hand up and hammered it down into my crotch again.
“You’re so scared of losing one lousy ball that you chose-” Thump.
“Her?!” WHUMP. My eyes watered.
“Lia, please, it...it wasn’t like that!” I squawked.
“Oh, I know what it was like,” she said, her voice icy. “I’ve seen it before. You think the boys in our village like losing a nut? You think it’s fucking fun?” Another scaly fist crushed my nuts. Her curvy figure swam in my vision. Behind her, Opal cringed.
“No. It’s painful, and frustrating, and a huge commitment. But they do it anyway, because they love their mate. Because they want to fuck so badly, they’re willing to give up one of these.” Her point punctuated with a stinging slap, she leaned back and sighed as I rolled around as much as my bonds would allow, mewling.
“Do you know how many boys have offered me a nut just to fuck? Once?!” Whump.
“But you couldn’t do it, could you? You’re so scared of losing a ball you’d rather go sexless than even consider it.” She stopped for a second, and I gasped for air. “You thought you could change her mind, didn’t you?”
“Lia, I...I made a mistake. I fucked up. I should’ve chosen you, I want to be with you, I’d give up a nut, please just...” I choked out. Speaking was getting difficult. Every fiber of my body, especially the bits hanging between my thighs, urged me to scream wordlessly. “Please just...please stop...”
Whump. My orbs squirmed futilely beneath her knee this time, flattened against my pelvis.
“It’s too late.”
Whump. Another knee left me wheezing, a curl of smoke escaping from my muzzle. I was in so much pain I could barely control my breath.
“You chose this.”
Whump.
This time, I couldn’t hold back. “Fuck...my nuts!” I screamed, a lick of flame shooting out.
“You done having fun?” Kayla’s voice called out. The rain of blows halted for a moment, but the torturous roil inside my balls lingered. I rolled around in the bonds, gasping for breath. Lia stood up, panting hard as well. “We already know you can’t pop ‘em like that.”
“Yeah, just...just needed to get out some frustration.”
Kayla nodded sympathetically. “Of course. And... I totally understand if you want to back out of Opal’s plan now. If you don’t want to sit on his face anymore..”
Well, that didn’t sound so bad at least. Lia saw my look of hope, and sent a final kick between my legs. My eagerness suddenly vanished as I tried not to throw up.
“No. I can do it.” The dragoness spat out a curl of flame. “Anything to break them.”
I didn’t know exactly what their plan was, but I knew it wouldn’t be pleasant. Opal knew more about dragon balls than anyone in the world. If there was a way to turn mine to mush permanently, she could find it. Still...Whatever her theory was, it’s not like she could have tested it out, so they didn’t know for sure it would work. The frog was smart, but it was just a theory. It could be wrong.
“Wait, one more.”
Lia stomped down, and both of my balls bulged out wetly between her claws. I spasmed, squeaking with pain. Even if the three girls didn’t manage to castrate me, something told me the next few hours were going to be extremely painful.
Another dragon foot stomped my gonads flat. I blacked out.
---
I woke up to a vision I’d dreamt of so much recently.
Lia’s puffy red slit greeted me, her lips spread ever so slightly apart to show a peek of coral-pink pussy. I might’ve cum on the spot if my stones weren’t in such agony still. The dragoness was squatting right above me, looking down at me and grinning.
“Oh good. You’re finally awake.” Before I could respond, she lowered herself fully onto my face. Her tail snaked down my chest and belly as her pussy covered my mouth and nose, and-
Oh gods. Heat spread through my loins, drowning out the still-blaring pain in my nuts. I’d never tasted dragonpussy in my life. And holy fuck, it was incredible. A drop of precum oozed wetly out of my slit.
“At least you get to enjoy this part. Opal, you getting ready down there?”
Opal voice drifted up from between my legs, awed and a little jealous. “Wow, I’ve never seen you get hard that fast before. Those pheromones really work wonders, huh?”
“You sure this will work?” Lia growled back.
“No. But it’s the best chance we’ve got. Like I said, I’ve seen mages with this kind of protection before. I think it’s one of the first spells they learn.” She shrugged. “Can’t blame them, I guess. Doesn’t matter what element you control when a girl’s got you by the fruits. And since most of them get their magic from lust-based sources, losing their balls is career-ending. It’s why-”
“Opal…”
“Er, right. Anyway, I guess green dragons just get that protection naturally. The thing is...those spells always have to have a weakness, right? It’s like, the first rule of magic: every power has to have some ironic downside.”
“And...and what’s this one?” I asked, my voice dripping with horror and muffled beneath Lia.
Kayla gave my sack a hard slap, sending my bruised orbs swinging painfully. “Quiet.” I groaned as Opal continued on.
“It happens right around the time they cum.” She shook her head. “I don’t know the specifics. The mages who write about this stuff aren’t exactly eager to share the secret to their own castration. The only thing they were clear on was that: the hornier the male could get, the bigger the weakness in the spell. And, P’oiu, given how strong your balls are naturally, I figured we need to get you as turned on as possible if we really want to pop both of them.”
Ah. Hence, the plan to smother me in dragon pussy.
“Don’t worry, we’ll give you some...physical stimulation, as well. I know you’d probably prefer to fuck someone of your own species, given that it’s your last time, but…”
“HELL no.” Lia said. Opal shook her head wistfully.
“I really am sorry about this, P’oiu. If it were up to me....” She sighed, fondling my balls softly. Even that light touch was nauseating.
“Please, Opal…”
She shook her head. “No, I can’t help you. We agreed we’d follow through with whatever you picked. Besides, the other two...Well, I think they’re pretty set on this. Especially Lia. You...you really should have chosen Lia. But I can at least give you a little fun in your last few hours as a male.”
HOURS?!
Before I could respond, her head ducked down between my legs, and-
OH.
Her long, wet tongue looped around my now diamond-hard cock, swirling around my sensitive tip before taking it deep into her well-practiced throat. I bucked. For a second, her ministrations made me forget the horror that lay ahead. All I could focus on was the smooth wet sensation of her warm mouth, up and down my needy pole. It felt like ages since I’d gotten that kind of unbridled pleasure.
Kayla’s voice brought me back to reality. “Technically, Opal thinks we only have to bust you right as you’re cumming,” the orca said, her voice mocking. “But it’s only a theory, and her books aren’t super exact, so to be on the safe side...” Behind Lia, I saw her stand up, right between my legs, lifting one foot high. “Couldn’t hurt to start a little early, right?”
Oh gods yes it could.
Her foot slammed down hard into my left gonad, pinning it beneath half her weight for a moment before her other foot left the ground and suddenly doubled the pressure. I squealed into Lia’s wet pussy as my ball contorted painfully beneath the orca’s whole weight, before reinflating slightly as she put her foot down on my other nut, shifting half the load onto it. My dragonhood was a bloated nexus of pain beneath her.
Lia’s pussy covered my face entirely now, giving her the full benefits of my screams. She purred with satisfaction, and I felt- no, tasted- her arousal slicking my face. I wanted to beg, to shake her off, to do something that would give me a chance to save my balls, but it was all too much; no male dragon could think when this close to a dragon in heat, and the two females simultaneous pinning my nuts to the floor and sucking me off didn’t help. All I could do was buck painfully, trying to get more friction from the soft wet mouth around me, even as I felt myself pulling my balls painfully away from the full weight of Kayla pancaking them flat, distending them into new and agonizing shapes.
“Stop...moving!” Kayla grunted. The orca pivoted, and a knife-sharp jolt somehow alerted me that one of my balls was now fully twisted around beneath her foot. She shifted her weight again, flattening my left plum from the backside in a whole new configuration of exquisite agony. Once again, Lia’s pussy muffled my screams.
“I’d heard this part is particularly sensitive,” Kayla said, grinning evilly, her toe digging into the place where my balls connected to my body.
As it turns out, she was right.
“Mmmf, mmmfff!” I protested, but Lia just ground herself down onto my face harder. She seemed to be really enjoying my screams, although I couldn’t know if it was from the vibrations strumming her clit or the knowledge that I was in the worst male agony of my life.
I couldn’t help but be jealous of the dragoness. Females were so lucky, their genitalia tucked neatly inside of them, safe from the whims of anyone who wanted to make them cry. Her pussy only a gateway to pleasure. But us males...my equipment just hung down stupidly, vulnerably. My balls could bring me pleasure, in some other world where I didn’t spend most of my time nursing them back to health. But mostly they brought me misery.
A terrifyingly intrusive thought popped up: Maybe getting castrated wasn’t the worst thing for me. If it could finally end my ball pain…
Kayla gave another pivot.
“Oh, weird, there’s like a...lumpy bit on the back. Wonder what that’s for.”
Whatever she was standing on, it hurt. So, so, so much. Like my nerve endings were bundled up even denser than the massive load of spunk compressed inside my balls.
“Well, whatever it is…” Kayla lifted a foot up and slammed it down again. “We’re gonna break it.”
Pain consumed me. And still, above the source of it, a lithe frog bobbed up and down on my cock, her blowjob skills reminding me of the one reason being male doesn’t totally suck. I tried to focus more on the frog wrapped around my cock and less on the orca standing on my nuts. Lia’s pussy scent covered me, her pheromones fighting against the ballpain for control of my mind.
Suddenly, my libido won. No matter how much pain I was in, I knew I couldn’t fight my urges now. I leaned forward, licking her soft, ruby cunt, and she rewarded me with a surprised squeal, her tail twitching across my body. Her clit stuck out above, like a ripe cherry, and I strained to reach. I needed to know that taste, feel her truest pleasure, before I lost my chance forever.
I reached the hard little nub, and Lia quivered. “AAAaaaah!” She squeaked, more pussy juice sheeting down my cheeks.
Was that an orgasm already? I couldn’t tell. All I knew was I needed more of that sweet berry. I licked, fast and regular, doing my best to give her pleasure even as my vision dimmed with pain.
“Enjoying yourself up there?” Kayla asked. “I thought you were pissed at him.”
“I...am!” Lia shrieked – with anger or pleasure, I couldn’t tell. Her tail shot up suddenly, and I realized she’d still had a few feet draped off my side. It was longer than I’d thought.
SMACK. One hundred pounds of angry dragoness tail slapped the sliver of nutmeat bulging out beneath Kayla’s feet.
Suddenly, pain was winning the battle again.
“Hmmf, wmmffch it!” Opal choked out through a mouthful of cock. “You almost hit me.”
Lia ignored her, raising her tail again. Her tail crunched into my crushed package from the other side. I could almost feel the organ give way beneath her scales. It felt painful, and different, and...wrong. Unfixably wrong.
I knew instinctively that even if they stopped now, I’d be shooting blanks for a while. Maybe forever. Maybe I was already neutered. I whimpered in despair, even as my cock twitched and spurted another dollop of precum down Opal’s eager throat.
“....Fuck, Lia, careful! You almost made me trip.” Kayla rolled around awkwardly on top of my slippery gonads, her weight shifting back and forth in a murderously painful ballet. Lia’s tail finally settled down back on my abdomen, twitching softly in time with her thrusts into my face. She was rubbing against me so hard I could barely breathe.
“S...sorry! It’s just...You two are getting all the fun parts.”
“Sitting on his face isn’t fun enough for you?” Kayla growled.
“He’ll still have a face to sit on later. He’s not going to have these.”
Lia reached behind herself, and I felt claws wrap around my scrotum. Between Kayla on my balls, Opal on my cock and Lia’s iron grip around the neck of my ballsack, my crotch was starting to get crowded.
Not that that was what I was thinking about at the moment. Lia’s claws were sharp, and she dug them painfully into my highly compressed dragonhood, forcing another spurt of precum down Opal’s eager throat and driving another nerve-rattling ache up my gut. I squealed in surprise, letting up on her clit.
“I didn’t say you could stop.” Lia yanked painfully to emphasize her point, and Kayla almost fell off the slippery orbs beneath her. Shaking with pain, I forced my jaws apart and went back to lapping away at her clit.
“Ohhh, that’s good.” She cooed. “I hope you’re enjoying yourself down there, P’oiu. Just think...you could’ve had this pussy every night. Remember what that felt like? That time on the trail?”
Gods, how could I forget.
“You were so eager then, you wanted to fuck me so badly you’d give me anything I wanted. But when I ask for the one thing that actually matters to me, you’re a little coward.”
“Lia, please…!”
“Think, just one nut, and you could’ve fucked me for real. You could’ve slid all the way inside, cum deep in here, every night, every day, whenever you wanted. Lord knows I’ve got an appetite to match yours.” I quivered at the thought. The memory of our one time together was... painful, to say the least, but it was still the most incredible fuck of my life. Opal gasped as I throbbed even harder in her mouth.
Well, really the only fuck of my life. My first, and my last.
“You would like that, wouldn’t you?” The hard edge had left Lia’s voice. She sounded almost sympathetic. I nodded shakily. With her thick thighs wrapped around my face, even that wasn’t easy.
“But instead...You’re going to lose them.” Her grip tightened, and her voice grew tense again. “You’re going to be a slack-sacked, nutless wonder forever. Just because you were so scared of the same little pain that every...haah...every husband in my tribe goes through.” I choked as her grip strangled my balls, surely cutting off their blood flow. “You’re weak, you know that? And weak males don’t need to stay male-Oooh~!”
Lia’s voice crescendoed as she hit a point of particular pleasure, and I felt her claws almost meet as she pinched an extremely sensitive bit of nerves deep inside my nut. I shrieked incoherently, but the pain didn’t matter anymore. Opal’s mouth plus Lia’s scent plus the dragonness’s smooth, sexy voice was overwhelming. I was close. So, so close. I could just let go and…
Kayla shifted again. Crunch. “Something’s happening...something’s happening! Oh fuck Opal, I think it’s happening! Work that cock, we’re almost there!”
No. NO! I couldn’t cum, I needed to hold back, I didn’t want-
I looked up at Lia. She winked.
Opal sucked. I shuddered.
“Say goodbye to it, stud.”
Rational thought was gone. Every fiber of my mind was focused on the symphony of agony and ecstasy between my legs. I tried to hold back, but Opal was too good, and the smell and taste of a dragoness in heat was irresistible to any dragon, let alone one with an eager frog wrapped around his shaft. Her tongue swirled around my oh-so-sensitive tip, darting inside my slit for a second, lapping up every drop of precum. Lia pinched harder, claws sinking deep into soft, very sensitive tissue. And above it all, the crushing pressure of a whole orca was flattening my balls, inching closer and closer to the point of no return.
pop
I could see Lia’s claws close around the left side of my sack as Kayla sank down suddenly, then-
I passed out again.
---
I blinked awake blearily to see Opal swirling around a glass jar about half-full of my cum. She eyed it suspiciously, as if disappointed with its gooey white content.
“Damn, that’s all I could get out. Looks like I swallowed the rest.”
“On accident, I’m sure.” Kayla’s voice dripped with sarcasm. “You didn’t seem to mind when he was shooting down your throat.”
Opal blushed. “It was an accident! Do you know how rare this stuff is?”
“Not as rare as it will be soon.” Lia growled, standing by my side now.
I groaned and rolled over, or at least shifted as best I could. My ballsack peeled off the floor, and if the excruciating pain between my legs wasn’t enough to convince me, the wet sloshing of its left side was: I was down a nut.
Holy fuck. Cold horror seeped down me as the realization sank in.
Then Kayla gave me a soft slap, sloshing my former nut around, and my mind went blank. White hot pain seared my vision. Apparently, even a popped nut still hurt, and a hundred times worse than an intact one at that. How the FUCK was that fair?!
“Yeah, it’s done for.” A voice said, very unnecessarily. I couldn’t even focus enough to identify its speaker.
Finally, after what felt like hours but was more likely a few minutes, the world stopped spinning and I could think again. My scrotum was still a taut bulge full of excruciating pain. That wasn’t going to fade away anytime soon. I moaned in agony.
“So.” Kayla looked down at me curiously. “Ready for the next one?”
No, no god I couldn’t go through it again. I stammered gibberish before finally getting enough control of myself to speak. Or, wheeze, anyway.
“Haven’t you done enough?” My voice crackled. Kayla failed to hide a smirk.
“I don’t know, P’oiu. Are you still a dangerous threat to the land? Can you still have children?” She poked my remaining nut curiously. “Er, I guess I’m actually not sure about the second part. Opal, do you think he can still have children? The right one looks pretty busted too.”
Hope surged in me. Maybe they’d had enough. Maybe Opal would tell her I was already neutered, and they’d leave it at that. Maybe I could get away just being sterile, not nutless.
Hooray.
Opal shook her head. “It’s damaged, but definitely not broken. And since his magic is almost certainly lust-based, as long as anything is intact in that sack, he can regenerate. There’s a reason dragon sperm is the best healing agent around. We need to finish him off.”
So much for the one girl I thought was in my corner. She must’ve seen the look on my face, because she leaned over, frowning sympathetically.
“I know it’s a small comfort, but at least the pain will be gone soon.” She smiled weakly. “Trust me, if there was another way to do this, I would. Still, I can do a little more to ease the...transition.” Transition to eunuchhood, I could hear her sentence end, but she at least had the mercy not to say it out loud. The tiny frog stood above my cock. It was limp -- or only half-hard, at least -- for what felt like the first time in weeks, but that was rapidly changing. Despite my recent orgasm, the combination of Lia’s scent and the sight of Opal’s tight little cunt was enough. My length started to unfurl again, stiffening up and flopping against my belly with a wet meatly slap. Opal turned around sat on my chest and wrapped both of her tiny hands around me.
“Opal…”
She pumped slowly, and I shuddered. Her hand snaked between her legs. She couldn’t seriously be thinking of what it looked like.
Kayla lifted an eyebrow apprehensively. “Are you sure you can fit that thing inside you?”
Oh fuck.
“I can...try.”
So apparently Lia wasn’t going to be my last. The dragoness watched, still clearly miffed at me. If I didn’t know better, I would’ve sworn she was jealous.
Opal stood up and positioned herself over my now stiff throbbing length. She squatted down a bit, her lips just kissing my cockhead, and I shuddered. No matter how ambitious this frog was, it was going to be a tight fit.
But if she managed to fit me inside...If I couldn’t even resist a blowjob before, how the fuck was I going to hold out against this?
“I just...need to go...slowly…” Opal hesitated, balanced awkwardly on my tip as she tried to gently ease my monster into her. I groaned in frustration as my sensitive cockhead rubbed against her pussylips, teasing me mercilessly. If she could just-
“For gods’ sakes.” Lia leaned over and shoved the poor girl down, her pussy abruptly swallowing me to the hit. Opal’s tight butt slammed into my half-liquid sack, squashing my bruised right nut and smashing whatever remained of my shattered left one. Something squelched wetly beneath her, and I spasmed with pain.
I wasn’t the only one surprised. “AAAHHHH too much too much too-AAAI!!” Opal let out a high-pitched squeal, her eyes rolling back into her head. She kicked her legs wildly and I felt her juices suddenly gush over my cock.
“I knew you could do it.” Lia growled.
“Are...are you done already, Opal?” Kayla asked Opal, sounded almost disappointed. “That was fast.”
Opal panted, her tongue sticking out and eyes glued to the ceiling, almost rolled back into her head. Her climax lasted for seconds, and she twitched uncontrollably on top of my dick for almost a minute. Finally she got control of herself, but she didn’t pull off of me; she just sat down lower on my cock, emitting another high pitch squeal before slowly grinding her clit into where my pelvis met my cock.
“Not by a long shot,” she purred. The frog struggled to lift herself up, only managing to gain a few inches of height on my thick rod before falling back down with a wet plop, sending both of us spasming. I’d never been inside a girl this tight before. Every inch of her pussy gripped me with a clenching far tighter than Lia’s pussy. Only her prodigious lubrication allowed even the smallest of movements.
Meanwhile, Kayla slid between my legs. I felt her smooth hands gently wrap around the lone occupant of my ballsack, then pull down tighter, sloshing its former brother wetly around it. Still painful. Still unfair. I could feel my stone stretching tightly against its rubbery confines, sending bolts of twitching pain up my delicate orbs. I looked down at the orca, mouthing my wordless begging.
She just grinned and shook her head. Apparently, pulling my nut out by the root wasn’t enough for her. She wound her other arm back and punched the organ hard, pinning it between the cold stone floor, my hard pelvic bone, and a perfectly timed descent of Opal. The frog started to get a sort of rhythm going, managing to slide off nearly half of my cock before her own needs won over and sent her slamming back to the hilt of my cock. Kayla timed three more rapid punches with the frog’s descending bubble butt. Without a dragon pussy smothering me this time, I tried to beg for mercy, but only managed a strangled mewl.
Opal was clearly too involved in her own pleasure to notice anyway. Every few dozen thrusts would send her twitching and panting with the pleasure, and she’d slow down for a moment, pausing in the afterglow of yet another orgasm before continuing her ride.
I tried to hold my own back without even thinking why. To prolong how long I felt debilitating pain? To keep myself away from the sweet release of an orgasm that would take me out of the gene pool? It was inevitable. No dragon could hold back forever, especially after weeks of lusting after a dragoness in heat without release. Still, my basest instincts forced me to do everything in my power to keep me from losing my nut, even if it was painful. Two more punches and two more slams sent a puff of smoke out of my snout. It couldn’t be long now until my inevitable neutering.
Another intrusive thought seized me: End it. Drop your guard. Just cum, and lose your last nut. What’s the point anyway? It would feel soooo good.
Still, I held back. Somehow.
“FUUUCK!” Opal finally stood up all the way, shuddering with a final climax as my head slid out of her cunt with a wet pop. She was standing, but just barely. Her legs quaked, and she slid to the ground cross-legged. Her clit and pussylips were an angry red, rubbed raw from countless orgasms.
“Fuck, I’m going to feel that for a while. I...I’m done.”
“No, you’re not.” Kayla growled menacingly.
“Yeah, I am. I can’t do any more. I’m so fucking sore.” She was hardly the only one.
I caught her eye for a second, and I swore I saw some sympathy in her look. Was she really unable to go on, or was she offering me mercy? It was hard to think of it that way. I had been moments away from being pushed over the brink, and the sudden end to our coupling had left me frustrated and blueballed. My ball churned with unreleased cum.
But maybe she had just given me a window to escape with something intact inside my sack. Kayla didn’t seem interested in fucking me, and Lia was so pissed off it was clearly out of the question. If no one was up to the task of giving me some relief, just maybe I could make it out intact...
“That nut still looks awfully unpopped to me.” Lia spat out, her claws digging hard into blue-tinged nutmeat as if she needed confirmation. My falsetto shrieks echoed off the cave walls. I seesawed between frustration and pain.
“Oh, my NUT!” I warbled.
“Quiet. Opal, fine. We can come back later, wait for him to recharge. That should work, right?”
The frog’s brow wrinkled. “I don’t know. With just the one, he might be able to regenerate, and then we’d have to start all over.”
“Fuck this.” Lia huffed and stood up. “Don’t send a frog to do a dragoness’s job.” Opal squawked indignantly as Lia lifted her out of the way and stood above my still-throbbing dragonhood. Kayla looked on, shocked.
“Lia, you hate him. You don’t have to-”
With a lithe squat, Lia impaled herself on the entirety of my scaly cock. Kayla and Opal gasped in horror, but the dragoness took it like a champ. She wasn’t Opal; she didn’t cum the second I slid inside her. She’d had practice with dragon dick. Her eyes rolled back down to meet mine, and she smiled.
“This is what you wanted, right? You said you’d give up a nut to fuck me, and here we are.” She purred sardonically, slamming her ass down. Naturally, the thick base of her tail crushed my ball into the stone below. I wondered what cruel god had placed a dragoness’s tail right where it could crush her mate’s balls. She sped up and established her rhythm, each rubbery thump coming with the twin pleasure of her cunt and the agony of her nut-flattening tail, leaving me gasping in time with her.
“Oh, now who’s taking all the fun for themselves.” Kayla muttered sarcastically as I squawked in pain, my cries perfectly synchronized with each slam of the dragoness’s tail. “If you’re using his cock, I’m gonna take over the fun part.”
Lia lifted up, but I felt another sharp thump as Kayla’s fist collided with my sack, her hand pulling away just in time for Lia to slam down again. She repeated this with every slick hump of the dragoness, the tempo of my pained squawking doubled as the dragoness and the orca coordinated their distribution of my ballbusting without a word between them.
But something was wrong. Behind the dragoness, I saw Opal and Kayla staring down at whatever was left of my ballsack beneath Lia, even as Kayla sent fist after fist into it. Kayla looked confused.
“Opal, what’s happening?”
The frog leaned over and squinted at my ballsack. I’d started to feel a strange churning feeling in the left side of my sack, where my former nut still sloshed around. Something was growing...solid. “It looks like...like it’s starting to reassemble. Fascinating, I knew his powers might be regenerative, but I never imagined it would happen this quickly. He might still make a full recovery.” Another ray of hope for my fertility.
“I’ll see about that.” Lia grinned. My eyes went wide.
“No, gods no please not again no no no NO-”
She lifted her perfect ruby butt high before slamming slickly down my pole. But she came down at a slightly different angle this time, her tail landing on the opposite side of my sack.
Crnch-squick. My barely reformed nut splattered wetly beneath her. I spasmed and screamed at the horrible sensation of my orb shattering for the second time that day. Opal grimaced and Kayla smiled approvingly.
“Never mind then.”
My vision dimmed with pain, but I stayed cruelly awake through the whole process this time. Without the merciful curtain of unconscious to protect me, I could feel the sensitive nerves of my newly-formed ball torn apart underneath her scaly butt as Lia slammed down my pole a few more times, ensuring that whatever was rebuilding itself inside my sack was lost. For good measure, Kayla grabbed the left half of my sack and squeezed. If anything solid still existed, it ceased to be as her fingers strained my damaged manhood. I wondered at the incredible misfortune of my existence; not just unlucky enough to feel my own ball popped, but by a quirk of biology and magic, forced to feel it again. And if these girls got their way, soon to feel it a third time.
Satisfied with her work on the left side, Lia again slammed her butt down into my intact ball. Despite all the agony she’d put me through, her pussy still fit me like a glove. Not the slick clench of Opal’s iron-tight grip, but the smooth womanly rapture of a pussy made for a cock of my size.
“Al...most...there!” Lia panted, each slam bringing both of us closer to the point of no return. Finally, one last slam sent us both over the edge. We were so perfect together. If I had only chosen her as my mate…
Sweet, terrible release took me at last. Warm spunk gushed around my cock as I filled Lia up and more, cum overflowing out between her lips and down my cock. Her tail pressed down again, pinning my last nut against the floor…