You stay on the ground

Kathy starts counting down from 60 seconds and your head is spinning with agony and pain as your hands try desperately to nurse your bruised balls back to health. There’s no way you’ll be able to stand up anytime soon after a kick like that.

Your sister looks down at your limp body lying on the floor and curled up in a ball. She pouts her bottom lip, unsatisfied that the game is ending so quickly.

Determined to keep you in the game, she crouches next to your body, pries your legs open and pulls your hands off your gonads. As soon as they’re free, she reaches between your legs and grabs a hold of your entire package and yanks upward encouraging you to stand up.

The nerves in your balls triple in agony as you use your hands and feet to lift your butt off the ground and follow your tugged on tackle.