A Woman Scorned - Jayse Version

I've said it before and I'll say it again -- Sack Stomper is one of the most inspired and talented writers out there! He has a huge catalog of original stories, and I love each and every one of them. I've only reworked a couple of them in my style, as his stories are so awesome that they certainly don't need any help from me.

But he and I are friends, and he knows that I only rewrite his stories out of a deep respect and awe of his talent.

Enjoy!

****************

A Woman Scorned

Based on the original story by Sack Stomper 

****************

Heather Greystone's car came to a screeching halt outside of the nondescript, modest bungalow - one of a dozen virtually identical little houses that lined the street. Her face was flush with anger and beads of sweat formed almost instantly on her forehead from the hot and balmy evening air as she made her way up the short walk to the house.

When she reached the door she pounded non stop until a young woman, whose black hair was a stark contrast to Heather's blonde, opened the door in surprise.

"You whore!" Heather shouted as she barged into the house.

****************

Cling!

Heather's nearly overflowing cocktail glass clanged into Jennifer's as the two ladies started sipping another cocktail.

"So you're the ‘study group’ he can't miss on Tuesday?" Heather laughed.

Jennifer, the dark haired girl who lived in the bungalow, nodded and smiled while sipping her drink.

"Incredible!"

"What a pig!"

Heather had come to Jennifer Parker's house fully ready to confront the woman her boyfriend Xander was cheating on her with. What she found instead was an equally hoodwinked Jennifer who thought herself to be Xander's sole girlfriend.

After it became obvious that they were both victims of the philandering, perpetually horny college rugby jock, the two woman were laughing at themselves and sharing stories about Xander over cocktails. They determined any hard feelings would be put to better use targeted at Xander rather than at each other. Heather and Jennifer were both juniors at Yale University, petite young women with similarly curvaceous frames and pretty, youthful faces. Blond-haired Heather ran in a more conservative circle than dark-haired and more liberal Jennifer, so the two had never really crossed paths. However, aside from their almost-feud over their shared boyfriend, Yale University senior Xander White, the two had no qualms with each other.

"What a jerk! Playing us like a pair dumb bitches for months!” Jennifer sighed putting down her glass.

Heather nodded in agreement. "Well I'm glad we found out before he could keep stringing us along. Sorry again I nearly beat your door down."

Jennifer laughed. "Oh, girl, I would have done the same thing. Too bad it wasn't Xander you were beating on."

The two young ladies chuckled and clanged their glasses again.

"So, what should we do about it?” asked Heather. “I liked your idea about beating him up. I happen to be good friends with a bunch of the guys on the crew team, and I’m sure I could convince them to help us out. Even a tough rugby jock as big as Xander couldn’t hope to win in a fight against nearly a dozen other beefy young college studs."

Jennifer’s face scrunched in thought, and then she set her cocktail glass down and left the room without saying anything. She returned a few moments later carrying a small wooden black box with strange symbols carved into the lid. Heather looked down at the box curiously as Jennifer set it on the cocktail table.

"What's in there? A gun?" Heather asked quite seriously, and with more than a little concern.

Jennifer chuckled as she opened the box, which held a worn leather bound book and several tiny vials. "No, nothing like that."

Jennifer picked up the book and leafed through the pages, which appeared to be written in Greek. Heather could make out bits and pieces from what she remembered from freshman-level Latin class, but the majority of it was indecipherable to her. Finally, Jennifer stopped on a page with a language Heather didn’t recognize at all.

"How familiar are you with voodoo?" Jennifer asked, her voice taking on a darker tone.

Heather nearly choked on her cocktail in surprise.

"I've heard of it, of course. But I'm not seeing how it relates."

Jennifer gave Heather a knowing smile; "Well, just wait and see. Xander is soon going to realize that he messed with the wrong girls!”

Heather wasn't at all sure what Jennifer was getting at, but her matter of fact tone in speaking of Xander's pending retribution brought a smile to her pretty face.

****************

Xander White strolled confidently down the walk to Jennifer's bungalow. The young man was a very large, very athletic, and VERY muscular college student whose enormous six-foot-nine frame was the envy of every other jock on campus. A mass of short but shaggy brown hair topped his handsome head, and a well-manicured goatee added a few years to his otherwise youthful twenty-one-year-old face. The handsome young man was extraordinarily and heroically muscular, particularly for a man of his tremendous height, but even at a lean 425 pounds, it was clear that Xander still had plenty of room to pack on even MORE muscle! He was already, literally and figuratively, the biggest man on campus, and he was getting bigger all the time! 

His thick, bulging pecs and corrugated abs were being hugged by a light blue polo shirt, the short sleeves of which were straining to hold in his massive biceps. A pair of form-flattering stone washed jeans, a large bulge visible at the crotch, and a pair of brown leather loafers finished his casual date night outfit.

"Xander, you're on time for once!"

Jennifer smiled as Xander leaned in to give the much shorter young lady a tender and passionate kiss in greeting. 

"You look smokin' hot, babe!” the deep-voiced young man remarked sincerely as she closed the door behind him.

Jennifer was wearing a flattering one-piece black dress with an open back and a slit up the left leg that went just beyond the knee. Her black hair, which was usually only in simple curls, had been styled in a sophisticated high bun, the style of which was unfamiliar to Xander, but very appealing. Her makeup, which she seldom wore, was expertly applied and made her look even prettier than she naturally was, especially the cherry red lipstick that Xander was imagining would end up on his huge cock by night's end.

"Oh? This old thing?" Jennifer said spinning to show off her outfit. "A new friend helped me pick it out."

Xander smiled and reached to kiss Jennifer again but she stepped back.

"Maybe you'd like to meet her?" Jennifer said sweetly. 

Xander raised a handsome eyebrow quizzically, "Um, sure, maybe sometime."

"How about now? Heather, can you come out here?" Jennifer called toward the bedroom.

"Heather...?" Xander's voice trailed as Heather emerged from the bedroom, and his gorgeous blue eyes bugged out in surprise.

Heather was in a duplicate dress to Jennifer, only hers was white. Heather's pale blond hair was also styled in a high bun and she was holding a bejeweled white evening clutch in her hand.

"Actually, Jennifer picked out these dresses. She's quite stylish," Heather said smiling, stopping when she was shoulder to shoulder with Jennifer.

Xander, stammering and at a loss for words, took a step back. He went to speak but was silenced by a dismissive wave of Jennifer's hand.

"Save it, asshole. Did you bring them, Heather?”

Heather smiled and reached into her clutch, pulling out two rubber balls about the size of billiards, and handed one to Jennifer. Heather tossed the clutch aside so that she was only holding the rubber ball, then both she and Jennifer stood looking at Xander, openly eying the enormously bulging mound of his crotch.

"What the hell?" Xander's face was beet red with shame and embarrassment, and his palms were turning sweaty despite his best effort to play it cool.

"Do know that I dabble in magic?" Jennifer began.

Xander took a step toward the women, a pleading look in his blue eyes. “Please, let me try to explain...” 

Before the handsome jock could reach the two ladies, Jennifer began to speak, chanting something in a language that sounded like a cross between Latin and French. It was totally foreign to Heather and Xander, but it was clear that Jennifer was speaking it quite fluently. The lights in the home dimmed slightly and the air seemed to grow heavy as she chanted in her strange tongue. Xander found it harder and harder to breathe, but just when he was beginning to panic, Jennifer finished her incantation.

"I'm sorry, what were you saying?" Jennifer said, mocking the frightened Xander.

"Are you two crazy?! What was that?!? Was that some sort of weird Wiccan hocus pocus bullshit?” Xander said, trying to mask his fear with indignation and contempt. 

"Who are you calling crazy?!" Heather shouted in an uncharacteristically harsh tone, affronted by Xander's attack on her new friend.

“Don’t worry Heather, darling. Xander only WISHES that I was practicing Wiccan magic. Wiccan magic focuses on the light, but voodoo magic, THAT magic focuses on the dark...” So saying, Jennifer lifted her rubber ball so that it was eye level with Xander, and then she squeezed it as hard as she could.

"AAAHH!" Xander screamed, his voice cracking, as he clutched his crotch and crumbled to his knees. His big left nut felt like it was caught in a steel vise, and the gut-wrenching pain almost made him sick to his stomach. 

"What the fuck!? OOOOH!" Xander's frantic grip on his crotch increased as Jennifer continued to squeeze the rubber ball in her hand. Finally, she gradually reduced the pressure on the rubber ball, and the sudden, mysterious pain in Xander’s left nut simultaneously subsided.

Xander was in shock and breathing heavily, his massive, muscular chest rising and falling dramatically as he struggled to regain his breath. He looked up at the two woman from his position kneeling on the floor, tears of pain and fear streaming down his handsome face.

"Aww, we made him cry!” Jennifer laughed, mocking the kneeling jock.

"And we only just started. Jenny, this is amazing!" Heather gave the ball in her hand a sharp squeeze and Xander once more howled in pain, this time clutching his huge right nut.

"You see, Xander, my ‘hocus pocus bullshit’ isn’t actually bullshit after all, is it?” Jennifer said. 

Xander started to rise to his feet, struggling to pick himself up off the floor. Jennifer quickly placed her rubber ball on the ground, lifted her foot, and stomped the pointed tip of her high heel into it. 

Xander's beautiful blue eyes crossed and he let out a blood curdling howl as his huge, strong hands raced to cup his inexplicably injured nuts. He felt like his left nut had just been stabbed with a knife, and the pain was beyond anything he had ever experienced in his young life. And before he could begin to recover from the pain, Jennifer lifted her foot and sent her heel crashing into the rubber ball. Xander jumped from surprise and screamed, falling to the floor in a huge heap of quivering, pain-wracked muscles.

"What's happening...?! OOOH!!!" Xander sobbed and thrashed on the floor as Jennifer picked up and once again threw her rubber ball to the ground, where it landed with a hard thump.

"Looks like we have you have you by the balls," Jennifer laughed as she once again picked up her rubber ball.

The two young ladies stood over the massive form of the stricken jock, not even trying to mask their delight in watching him flay about, his hands clutching the crotch of his tight jeans. They gave him several minutes to nurse his throbbing genitals before Jennifer ordered him to stand up.

"I said stand!" she roared as Heather looked on smiling. Jennifer squeezed the ball in both of her hands, compressing it into a rubber oval.

"Ooh FUCK!!" Xander wailed, but he slowly began to struggle to get to his feet despite the tremendous agony in his left nut. 

The slower he was, the more Jennifer squeezed. His eyes were watering and it felt like his massive left nut was going to implode. When he was finally standing, his knees were still slightly bent and he was cupping his crotch with both huge hands. The buff jock winced in pain and looked at the two women in confusion and fear. 

"Please, what's going on?" he managed to get out through gritted teeth.

"I told you, we have you by the balls. I have the left one and Heather has the right. Let's show him what we mean, sweetie."

Both women held their rubber balls just inches from Xander's face and squeezed, alternating between left and right. Xander watched in horror as each squeeze corresponded with a blazing, painful squeeze in his balls. He was speechless by this impossible event, but the evidence was clear; the two woman were somehow crushing his testicles without even touching him.

"Please... please sto--- OOOH!!!"

Xander began sobbing as Heather placed her rubber ball on the ground and smashed her heel into it. Xander's hands raced to his crotch in a panic, but he somehow managed to stay on his feet. He was sure his left testicle had been punctured clear through. But as his hands explored his big balls through is jeans, he found that they were both throbbing and sore, but still whole.

"Strip!" Jennifer barked.

Xander’s beautiful blue eyes looked at the two gorgeous young women in wide-eyed terror.

"I said strip!!!" Jennifer cupped her ball and balled a fist, preparing to pound it.

"No! No! Please, I'll do it! I’ll do it!!" Xander pleaded as he started to take off his clothes.

The huge young college stud was openly sobbing as he peeled off his polo shirt, revealing his fantastically muscular, rippling, and surprisingly hairy upper body. Both young women hungrily eyed the young man’s phenomenal body with undisguised lust, their fury at the young man not diminishing their burning desire for him in the slightest. His enormous chest was heaving and he was giving the girl's pleading expressions as he unbuckled his belt and slowly began removing his jeans, mindful not to bump his throbbing testicles as he did so.

Despite their new-found disdain for him, both of the women couldn't help but admire Xander's truly gorgeous and massively muscular body. The young stud was a living and breathing Hercules, and the most gorgeous hunk either woman had ever seen. Their eyes were especially riveted on the mounding genitals clearly visible through his tight white briefs.

"Take 'em off," Jennifer ordered, pounding the ball in her hand with her other fist.

Xander felt his huge left nut get punched, and shrieked, "Okay! Okay!!"

With trembling hands, the huge college hulk removed his underwear and stood in front of the women totally nude. The young man was enormously hung, even for someone of his gigantic height, and even though both women had seen, touched, and otherwise experienced the handsome stud’s magnificent endowment dozens of times, they couldn’t help but once again gape openly at the sheer size of the massive meat dangling from the young man’s crotch. Xander's huge nuts were throbbing and beet red, as if they had actually been squeezed and stomped and hit. The nearly fist-sized gonads were tight against Xander's muscular body, and his thick penis — over ten inches long completely flaccid! — drooped lazily to the left. 

Xander was still unable to believe that something so seemingly impossible was happening to him, but a quick squeeze of Heather's fist, that corresponded with a sharp pain in his right nut, assured him that it was all too real. 

Heather in particular was enjoying the feeling of dominance she was having over the hulking and supremely muscular jock. Xander had never been violent with either of them, and in fact had always been a very gentle and tender lovers, but it was abundantly clear that if the circumstances were different, he could have easily overpowered and taken out Heather and Jennifer in a moment. But here he was, a nearly seven foot tall and spectacularly muscular rugby player, being held captive by two petite coeds.

The two women stood admiring the handsome stud for several minutes, gently rolling their voodoo balls in their hands. Xander's face flashed with fresh embarrassment, for his own balls felt the massaging as well, and despite his fear and previous pain, he could feel his huge cock starting to stir. 

"Please. Please stop." Xander pleaded as tears continued to stream dow his handsome face, but the two women just smiled and ignored him. It wasn’t long before more than fifteen inches of awesomely thick stud cock was jutting forth from the young man’s body like some thick steel pole, throbbing and ready for action.

"What a hunk!" Jennifer said in true admiration and a hint of regret. "Too bad we're gonna have to neuter him."

Xander's eyes grew wide and he took a step toward them, "No! NOOO!!"

The big stud's advance was instantly stopped as he fell to his knees clutching his crotch. Both the women were squeezing their respective rubber ball as hard as they could.

"AAAAHH!!!" Xander's screaming was an almost inhumanly loud and continuous bellow. The two young women relentlessly and mercilessly squeezed and kneaded his manhood for more than ten minutes straight. No man should have been able to endure such brutal abuse applied to his nuts, not even a man with balls as huge and tough as Xander’s, but the young man’s enormous bull balls somehow endured. 

Xander could feel his testicles being crushed and squeezed as if by invisible hands, but was powerless to stop it. Jennifer took her ball and began squeezing it between her thumb and fingers, making Xander's actual nut begin to bulge and compress in the middle. He let out a blood-curdling scream and pleaded with her to stop.

"Please! You're gonna' POP it... please!!!" Xander begged as he writhed on the ground. His huge left nut was now grotesquely distorted and did indeed look like it was about ready to burst. Jennifer’s thumb and fingers were nearly meeting in the center of the rubber ball, and it was clear that in a few more moments, she would succeed in popping the young man’s huge and surprisingly tough gonad. 

Jennifer and Heather let up their grip and allowed Xander, who was rolling on the ground like an injured animal, to catch his breath.

"Isn't this FUN!?!” Jennifer asked laughing.

"Yes, very!! Why haven't we talked before?" Heather said smiling, raising her ball in the air.

THUMP!

The two rubber balls collided like as if the two were making a toast, and the feeling of his testicles crashing into each other made Xander wail in agony. He managed to get to his feet and clasped his hands together in front of his huge chest, begging. 

"Please! I’m sorry! I'm so, SO sorry! I didn’t mean to hurt either of you! Just please stop this… OOOH!!!"

The girls giggled as they watched Xander's huge left nut dimpling in the middle as if being crushed by a huge vise. Jennifer kept squeezing and squeezing the rubber ball in her hand, causing Xander's left nut to deform even more.

"OH GOD!!!" Xander screeched as he felt the delicate membranes of his tough left nut finally starting to collapse. He looked down in horror as his oversized ball got flatter and flatter, as if it were being squeezed by a giant invisible hand. He instinctively reached for it to comfort it, but could do nothing to stop the pain. He fell sobbing to his knees as his precious nut got flatter... and flatter... and flatter! He could feel it was about to rupture and was pleading and begging for Jennifer to stop. 

Jennifer released her grip just before Xander’s big tortured ball would have exploded, and Heather said, "Oh, let me try something." 

She then threw her ball to the ground with another loud THUMP. The impact sent shock waves through Xander's huge right nut. Heather then kicked off her heels and placed her small foot on the rubber ball, and then slowly began lifting her other foot so that she was balancing on one foot on the rubber ball. Jennifer offered her an arm for balance and Heather began bouncing mercilessly on the flattening rubber ball.

Xander bellowed in unimaginable agony as his right nut got dangerously flat, resembling a huge, dark red pancake. Heather kept bouncing, fully expecting the helpless jock's testicle to explode as it got flatter and flatter, but somehow the incredibly tough nut continued to hold, miraculously supporting the young woman’s entire weight.

"Come on! CRUSH it!" Jennifer squealed. 

Heather kept bouncing on the rubber ball for several minutes. Frustrated, she switched to simply hopping on it with one foot. They watched as Xander's ball kept being squeezed and crushed by an invisible force, dimpling at the middle as the enormous organ was squashed flatter... and flatter... and flatter still! There was simply no way any man’s bollocks, no matter how enormous and powerful, could stand up to such vicious abuse! 

Suddenly, Xander's handsome head shot up and he let out a deafening howl as a resounding SQUICK sound emanated from his huge ballsack. He looked down at this sack in horror to see that his huge right nut had finally failed and fractured in half.

He cupped his crotch and cried out "OH GOD!! STOP!!! PLEASE STOP!!! NOT MY BALLS!!! NOT MY BIG, BEAUTIFUL BALLS!!!"

Xander was sobbing and cradling his half ruined sack, his enormously muscular body shuddering with his uncontrollable sobs...much to the girls' delight.

Jennifer walked up to him and knelt down, now eye to eye with the sobbing young man. She gave him a quick kiss on the forehead as she ran a hand gently through his shaggy brown hair. 

Xander looked up at her pleadingly. He had never felt so totally vulnerable in his life and was hopeful his sincere apology and begging would spare him any more harm.

"Tell you what. If you can jack off for us, I'll remove the enchantment," Jennifer said reaching for the ball Heather was holding.

She nodded at Heather, who went off into the kitchen, disappearing for several minutes. She returned into the living room carrying a large, shiny metal box. Whatever it was seemed to be more bulky and awkward than actually heavy, it's relative size made larger against her petite frame. Jennifer chuckled at the sight of it, and it took Xander's pain-wracked mind nearly thirty seconds to recognize the mystery object as a sleek, stainless steel microwave oven.

Heather set the microwave down on the coffee table and plugged it in, which was Jennifer's cue to place both of the rubber balls into the machine.

"Oh God, NO!! PLEASE!!! For God's sake...!!" Xander screamed. He heard the microwave beep as Jennifer entered in an inordinately long cooking time into the control panel.

"Start stroking," Heather barked.

Xander couldn't take his eyes off the microwave – more specifically Jennifer's small finger dancing over the power button – but he spit into his huge hands and began furiously pumping his enormous flaccid cock. Despite the throbbing, unbearable pain coming from his fractured right testicle, Xander was somehow able to will himself to a full erection. An erection galvanized by a combination of fear and desperation. The two ladies watched with blatant lust, licking their lips as Xander pumped all fifteen plus inches of his monstrously thick, veiny cock with both huge hands. The mushroom head swelled and started dripping precum as he closed his eyes, trying desperately to think of the hottest visuals he could in order to blow his load.

"Better hurry," Jennifer said as she continued to run her finger perilously close to the microwave's shiny 'ON' button.

Xander tried to ignore her taunts as he felt his tortured load starting to boil in his nuts. Both girls knew from experience that Xander blew spectacular loads — not terribly surprising for a man with massive gonads the size of a pair of big grapefruit — and they were eager to see him blow his nut again. For the final time. They had no intention of honoring Jennifer’s promise of lifting the enchantment, and they both knew that this would be the last time Xander would ever be blowing his gargantuan load. 

Heather screamed, "He's almost there!! DO IT!!"

Xander registered what Heather had said and opened his eyes wide just as a truly enormous rope of jizz erupted from the head of his gigantic cock. He cried out “NOOOO!!!!” and lurched toward the microwave, but his knees buckled under the intensity of his enormous, explosive orgasm as a second mighty blast of cock spew erupted from his huge dick. 

He was spewing a third huge rope of cum when Jennifer's petite finger touched the power button of the microwave, turning on the oven. 

Xander's eyes crossed and he instantly collapsed as the microwave began heating the rubber balls, which in turn began heating his own massive, meaty orbs. Although the rubber balls themselves weren't being damaged within the oven, the enchantment on his testicles made them both instantly start to heat up. Xander screamed and sobbed as he felt his testicles getting hotter and hotter, his entire young sex life beginning to be literally boiled from the inside out. It felt like someone was applying a blow torch directly to his sack, and the pain was indescribable. Amazingly and despite the inhuman pain, Xander’s humongous cock remained rock hard and continued spewing out rope after massive, gargantuan, goliath rope of his insanely thick and powerful spunk. 

The huge stud flopped onto his back and helplessly writhed in agony as his huge balls continued to heat and swell. The rapidly expanding liquids in his scrotum made his sack puff and grow like a heinous, flesh colored balloon. Xander’s huge cock continued shooting its inhumanly huge load, but his spunk was now super heated. His sperm was now spewing out in cooked and clotted clumps, and the boiling fluid was searing the delicate inner lining of his massive cock. 

Xander let out a tremendous howl as the first half of his fractured right nut violently exploded in the sack, followed a few moments later by the remaining half. Astoundingly, the screaming young hunk continued to shoot out several more ropes of cooked jism as his still intact left nut continued to swell and bloat larger and larger still. His swelling left nut lasted another ten or so seconds longer before it too burst with a wet and sickening SPLOOOSH that was audible even over his inhuman screams.

The handsome jock, feeling his final bull ball explode in its sack, flexed every muscle in his massively muscular body and screamed "GAAAAAAHHH!!!!" before mercifully blacking out.

Xander’s huge, unconscious form was splayed out on the floor, his rapidly deflating cock draped over one of his colossal thighs and his entire massively muscular body criss-crossed with thick globs of cum. His enormous, distended nutsac looked like a sack of wet mush, drooping so low that the bulk of the sack rested flat on the floor. Jennifer and Heather kept the microwave going for several long minutes and watched as the young man’s ruined sack rose and bubbled in random spots as the nearly liquified contents continued to cook.

Jennifer finally turned off the microwave and the two made their way over to the fallen stud. Xander's massive legs were spread wide, totally exposing his junk, and his deflated cock was still leaking the remains of his final, epic, titanic load. Heather reached out to examine his scrotum, grasping the heavy, bloated sac and lifting it with both hands. She smiled as she felt the mushy remains of his utterly destroyed testicles. Xander's once huge, solid testicles had literally melted into a shapeless gloop, turned to nothing more than shredded, cooked gore in the mushy, lumpy sack.

"There's still some lumps left," Heather called to Jennifer.

Jennifer reached into the microwave and tossed a ball to Heather. They both smiled at each other as they placed the balls on the ground and proceeded to stomp on them, enjoying the wet sploshing sounds coming from Xander's crotch as they watched his scrotum get flatter and flatter until it was nothing but a totally flattened mass on the ground. The two women felt their own crotches getting wet as they mangled and crushed the hapless jock's already ruined sex life into a gooey, liquified mess. The handsome former stud remained mercifully unconscious throughout this final indignation to his once proud bull balls. 

When they were satisfied Xander would never be able to father a child, they stopped stomping and Jennifer said an incantation in the same strange dialect as before. The lights briefly dimmed and the rubber balls became ordinary rubber balls again, no longer attached to Xander's now totally mushed nuts.

"Guess that'll teach him to ever try THAT again," Heather said smiling as she looked down the passed out Xander's pancake-flat sack.

“Oh, we aren't quite done,” Jennifer smiled as she disappeared into the bedroom.

Jennifer came out of the bedroom carrying a huge dildo that was a near perfect replica of Xander's massive cock. Heather beamed as Jennifer again chanted in her mysterious dialect, causing the lights to dim briefly once more.

Jennifer smiled as the handed the now enchanted rubber cock to Heather, who quickly grasped it in both hands and began twisting and stretching it. To her delight, they watched as Xander's huge cock began twisting and pulling in unnatural directions in concert with the dildo. She smiled at Jennifer as she tossed the rubber cock to the ground.

She rose her foot over it and stomped over and over. Large bruises and welts started to appear all over Xander's once beautiful cock as it was brutally flattened. Soft, squishing SPLAT sounds echoed from Xander's cock as his jock meat was pounded by the angry coed, and after many long minutes of this brutal abuse, it was clear that even Xander’s huge and unnaturally tough slab of man meat was being gradually reduced to a thick tube of ground chuck.

“Oh! I have an idea!” Jennifer suggested, motioning for Heather to stop her ruthless stomping.

By then, Xander's cock had split in several places like an over stuffed sausage breaking out of its casing, and it was obvious it would never again be able to inflate to its former fifteen inch glory.

“Let's see what happens when we put it in the blender,” Jennifer said licking her lips and smiling.

Heather wasted no time picking up the dildo and following Jennifer into the kitchen. They tossed it in and carried the blender back into the living room, plugging it in next to the microwave. 

Xander meanwhile had started to regain consciousness, the agony of his obliterated balls and shattered cock rendering him as weak as a kitten. He turned his incredibly handsome, tear-streaked face to his two assailants and croaked, “Please! Have mercy on me! I loved you both, and never meant either of you any harm!”

The two girls completely ignored Xander’s words, their eyes locked on the huge slab of broken but still living man meat drooping from between the young muscle man’s crotch. 

“Okay, here we go! Five.. four... three...”

Jennifer counted down slowly, her hand hovering over the blender's power button and both of their eyes locked on Xander's about-to-be mutilated cock.

“PLEASE!!!” Xander pleaded. 

“...two... one!!”

“Do it!” Heather shouted. 

“NOOOOO!!!!!”

Jennifer depressed the button, her panties now soaked, and smiled cruelly as Xander's abused, but still monstrously huge and extraordinarily impressive flaccid dick instantly exploded into a shower of meaty chunks. 

“GAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!!” Xander cried as his massive chest, corrugated abdominals, and columnar thighs were instantly splattered with the remains of his once awe-inspiring, Herculean bull cock. 

“THAT ought to teach him a lesson!” Jennifer said proudly. She and Heather then smiled at each other, lifted their two wine glasses, and clinked them together as the completely nullified Xander collapsed unconscious to the floor.