Yet another kick!

You stick your leg out, letting the zombie land back on your foot. His balls are met with a third, evil kick.

You keep your leg straight, holding him in the air as gravity pulls him down, his balls flattening by the minute.

He clutches your leg for dear life, his face shocked that you would kick his balls once, let alone three times.

After 10 minutes, his eyes are closed, and he is really focusing on trying to ride out the pain as sweat pours down his face. His balls are audibly flattening more and more.