Dr. Scholl's

May 18th.

Dear Diary. It's been quite a day. This morning I dressed in my Ozzy Osbourne jersey that I turned into a crop top, my ultra short cutoff jeans and the new Dr.Scholl's sandals Tabitha gave to me on my birthday. I was determined to christen them on some guy's nuts and around lunch time I got my chance.

I was at Spring Hill Mall just sitting at the food court drinking an Orange Julius and eating a hot dog when I saw him, Timmy Roberts and I'm here to tell you seeing him made my bird twitch. Not because he's hot or anything like that. In fact he's a fat geek with greasy brown hair, thick glasses and zits all over his face.

This year he's in my trigonometry class. He's always leering at me during class and also making lewd gestures at me in the hallway, geeze is he a spaz. I've wanted to kick him in his pathetic little raisin sack all year but I've never seen him outside of school until today.

I waited until he noticed me and when he did I pointed at him while simulating giving a blowjob with the hot dog I was eating. He gawked at me probably thinking that today was his lucky day. I finished my drink and walked over to the trash can to throw out my trash. As I did I bent over and ever so slightly shook my ass. I just know that perv was looking. Boy did my bird twitch just thinking about one of my sandaled feet kicking a field goal with his balls.

Long story short I lured him to the mall's parking garage and got him to follow me to my car. Once I got to my car I turned around and put my hands on my hips. "Hi Timmy, you want something?" He stared at me for a few seconds before stammering. "Um...y...yeah ....ah Michelle. I was wondering...you know if ...ah you wanted to ah head out to the Fun Bunny Inn. They ..um have heart shaped beds and mirrors on the ceilings." Gawd how pathetic. He continued.

"We can you know...have...um...ahh sex."

As if.

I smiled at him and quick as a flash I thrust my right foot right into his scrotum. I could feel his testicles pancake between my foot and his pubic bone.

His eyes bulged before he closed them tight and he stood there cupping his nuts in his pudgy hands. His knees bent and buckled as he made a gurgling sound. It took him a moment before he fell to his knees still holding his cracked nuts.

There he was on his knees one hand still cupping his balls the other on the parking garage floor desperately holding himself up so his head wasn't on the concrete. He began to wheeze and cough until he started to puke.

And I well, I stood there watching the show. It was quite entertaining the way he reacted. Poor fat ass geek. I really busted his balls.

He finally stood up after about five minutes with his face beat red and tears in his eyes. He didn't say a word as I laughed at him. He walked back towards the mall limping and hunched over still massaging his aching nuts while my bird twitched.

When I got home I rushed to my room, stripped naked, got on my bed and I masterbated.

After dinner Tabitha called from Aunt Diane's and I told her all about kicking that fat nerd square in his nuts in the sandals she gave me. She giggled as I told her about his reaction and how he puked.

I hope I ruptured his testicles, I really do.