Busting the sin out of Annie's balls

An hour later the family hears a knock at the door. Annie's father opens the door, seeing a tall woman with beautiful features standing in the doorframe. Clothed in a nun's habit, her breasts were about the only feature one could see that wasn't obscured. They were large, and Annie's father could faintly see the nipples poking out from behind the cloth. He was also fairly sure of the wideness of her hips and thighs, which could be made out with every step forward she took into the home.

"This is the Brickman household yes?" She asked in a commanding tone.

"Yes ma'am." Annie's father said, "I'm Johnathan, Annie's father, the one who called?" The nun looked to him.

"Ah. Yes. I am Sister Abigail. Now where is your daughter? Talking to her about her masturbation problem is of the utmost importance." Annie tensed up when she heard the nun speaking about her. It always embarrassed her when she heard people talking about her intimate parts, even at the doctor's office when checking her sack. She'd once gotten hard and leaking during one such time, and the doctor had reassured her that it was fine... as her mind wandered to that incident, her cock began to harden in her panties, making a small hill under her dress.

While her attention wandered, the nun walked over to her and sat down on the couch with her.

"Hello Annie, my name is Sister Abigail. It's nice to meet you." She placed her hand out for Annie to shake.

"H-hello Sister." Annie replied timidly. Sister Abigail smiled.

"No need to be nervous child, I can help you with your problem." She said in a calm voice. "If you wouldn't mind, could you lift up your dress so I can get a look at you?" Annie looks nervously to her father, then to her mother. Both looks send her the same message.

Slowly, Annie bends over her knees to grip the edge of her conservative dark green dress and lifts it over her ankles, over her knees and finally to her crotch, still covering her privates. She gives a final questioning look to the nun, who nods.

Annie slides a bit down the couch, giving herself the room to let the dress sit on her chest, exposing the bottom half of her belly. Left out in the open is a white pair of custom order panties with a built in pouch currently holding Annie's semi erect penis, which has left a wet spot a little below the tip's current location.

The nun slowly bends over Annie, and places her cold hands on the top of the waistband of the panties. Then, in one slow motion, she pulls them to Annie's knees, and lets them slide down to her ankles. She then aims her critical eye to Annie's cock and balls.

Annie nearly yelps as she feels a cold palm come under her sagging scrotum and lift it slightly, as if weighing the contents. Sister Abigail tuts disapprovingly at what she's found and drops the sack, leaving it to rest between Annie's legs once again.

"Well Annie," Sister Abigail says, "I believe I've found your problem. Your testicles seem to produce quite a bit more semen than the average person. Overfilling in the testicles can cause frantic masturbation habits, in a vain attempt to get the testicles to what the body feels is a normal semen capacity." Annie looks terrified. Her balls had felt very full all her life. And it did feel like a pressure was lifted every time she shot cum from her nuts. "Luckily for you there is a cure." Sister Abigail continued, "There is a special technique we are taught that has the potential to cure your overproduction. I simply need to tactically damage the testicles and then overproduction should stop for about a month. But after a month you will need to either call me again, or go in on a Sunday and have it done then." Annie's father chimed in.

"How much is it? Anything for our Annie!" He said. Sister Abigail shook her head.

"The procedure is completely free of charge. I assume you wish for me to perform it here?" She asks. Annie's father nods.

"Sure, if you can."

"Of course. Annie. Please sit on my knee facing me."