Yes, text JLH

You text Jennifer Love Hewitt and she answers. After sending her some dick pics and receiving some nudes, you make plans to meet at her place tomorrow night. When the time comes, you drive to her place. You enter and she's standing in a lab coat. She rips it off. All she has on underneath is a sexy bra and panties. Her large breast look like they could bust out at any moment. "How's my favorite patient," she says walking towards you, "Ready to be examined?" She releases her bun and lets her hair down. When she gets close the two of you start to make out.

Last time, she got to touch your body. This time, you're getting a turn. You fondle her big boobs and squeeze her firm ass. You take her to the bed and as she removes her bra revealing her pert nipples you slip on a condom. Your testes haven't recently been brutalized so you need to wear one. JLH hands you a pill and tells you to take it. You assume it's ecstasy. You don't really do a lot of **** but you take in without a second thought.

You fuck JLH. Her tight pussy lips on your erect cock feels unbelievable. It's just that something does feel a bit off. When you finish, JLH takes off your condom and tells you to get ready for round 2. You have to get out of bed to get your condoms. You grab one and face the bed as you're about to put it on. JLH rolls on the bed so that she's facing you. You think she's about to give you a BJ. Instead she grabs your dick. You notice that your cock is as hard as when you last fucked Tia.

"Good to see these things are working properly," she says slapping your balls but not with much ****. Pain shoots through your balls and you almost scream. You look down at your balls and they are swollen. They're more swollen than when Kate Upton used the twitch on you. They're not only massive but sensitive too.

"Babe, what was that pill you gave me?" You ask. "Dr. Carrere told me to give it to you," she responds. "What?! Why?!" "I showed your dick pics to her and she thought she noticed something wrong. That's why I had you send a pic of your balls. Dr. Carrere said that you'd better take one of these before sex. Clearly it's working," she says reaching out and giving your balls a quick squeeze. You almost collapse from the pain. "Can you give me a sec?" "Hurry back," she answers giving your testicles another slap. Your knees buckle but you manage.

You call Tia and when she answers you say, "What the Hell did you have Jennifer give me?" She starts laughing, "How are your balls?" "They're swollen to Hell which is just hilarious," you say furiously. "What you took was a recalled viagara that I saved. It gives the user an erection but also makes testicles swell up." "How do I make the swelling go down?" "Don't worry. I told Jennifer how to do that. She'll help you once you're done having sex." "Okay. Thanks."

You go back to the bedroom. JLH has you bend over the bed as she spanks you for making her wait. As long as it isn't your balls being punished, you're okay. The two of you fuck over and over. Your oversized balls don't get in the way of you having a good time. JLH has a great body and you explore every inch of it.

You're exhausted and are about to go to sleep when JLH says, "Ready to reduce the swelling?" "Yeah." "Stand up then." As you get up, JLH gets back into her bra and panties and for some reason her lab coat. She takes a camcorder out of her closet. It's on a stand. "Tia wanted me to record this so she can tell me how believable I am as a doctor," she says starting up the camera, "This is Doctor Jennifer Love Hewitt and I'm treating my patient's swollen testicles." She holds your balls for the camera to see but she doesn't cup them like Tia taught her. She's gripping them. You scream and when she lets go, you collapse.

"This isn't going to work," she says stopping the recording. She helps you up and walks you into another room. You're focused on the pain in your balls and don't notice your surroundings. Before you know it she's strapping you in just like what Kate Upton did to you. "Babe, you don't have to do this," you say tugging on the restraints. "Don't be silly. If you couldn't stand after that squeeze you won't be able to stand after anything else and I don't have time to keep stopping," she says slipping a ball gag on you, "Can't have you screaming over my lines. Now where was I? Oh right!" She squeezes your balls again to present towards the camera when she realizes she left it in the other room.

She starts again and squeezes your nuts. She goes on about your balls and the **** you took. You can barely listen as you're focused on her hands gripping your nuts. "Now as you can see," she lets go of your ball sack, "the patient's testes hang lower from his body than normal." JLH gives your balls a quick tug causing you to scream into the ball gag. "We need to keep them there so I'm going to put this ball spreader on him." JLH attaches the spreader. It isn't pulling on your balls anymore than what was already done by the twitch but it is uncomfortable and keeping your balls in place. That's a serious problem because JLH starts kicking your balls. Between the spreader and the swelling, the pain is torturous. After three kicks you lose count. Your testicles are killing you. The pain is severe.

"Huh. Dr. Carrere told me one kick per orgasm. Oh. I forgot to count my orgasms too." Jennifer launches another kick. She might not be doing it intentionally but she's really been letting your left ball have it. Her next kick connects with your left nut compressing it up and into the ball spreader. Just that kick alone would've made you scream enough to go hoarse. JLH sees you fight the restraints and takes off your ball gag.

"Please no more," you say gasping for air, "My left nut just can't take anymore." She slips the gag back on. "Tia taught me it's important to not take breaks. I just need 1 more kick and I'll focus on your right testicle babe." She steps back and fires her foot directly into your nut on her right which is your left testicle. You try to scream. The gut wrenching pain you're feeling makes you think it burst but you aren't sure.

"And now the next step," says JLH while she gets on her knees. She slips your balls between her large breast. Your still erect cock rest on top of her boobs. Under different circumstances this would be great but when she presses her jugs together, agonizing pain fills your balls. You don't think Lefty burst when you feel it pressed between JLH's milkshakes but you don't think your testes can last like this forever. It feels like the contents of your scrotum are being rearranged. This goes on for sometime when JLH pauses and says, "Siri, set a timer for 5 minutes." She starts back up. You focus on breathing. You can get through 5 minutes of this. It can't get worse. JLH starts to pull down with her breast giving your balls a horrible yank. Your testicle cords feel like they're on fire. She does it again and again. Your cords feel like an overstretched rubber band about to snap when she finally releases your balls from her fun bags.

"They're still swollen?! I did everything Tia said!," JLH yells in frustration. "If anything they've gotten bigger!" You can hear the disappointment in her voice while she grips your balls to examine them. "I'm sorry. On TV, I can be a great doctor that talks to ghost, but I guess I couldn't carry that off the screen. I just don't know what else to do." She takes off your ball gag, stretcher, and releases you from your restraints. You collapse to the floor and feel your balls which are still intact. "Please get me some ice." "Ice? That never crossed my mind."

The sting from fresh ice touching your burning balls never felt so good. It takes you a while, but eventually you can stand and some swelling has reduced. JLH kisses you before you leave and says, "Call me the next time you want to do this." You get to your car and leave as fast as you fucking can.