A surge of pain

Your get the shirt above your head when.

*SLAM* a burning hot pain fills your testes and spreads into your scrotum and up your groin into your gut. When getting the shirt off you look down to see the glove has punched you right in the nuts. The tears in your eyes mimicked the questions you had for this.

Your hands cradling your battered balls your shirt slinks over and you catch your breath when your jeans glow green.

“Oh fuck...” You whimper as your jeans come to life. Your brief seems to rub your balls, this good feeling falls short as they find those extra special spots on each nut and squeeze those spots.

“Oohhh!!!” You plead to no ears.

Your clothes start to move closer, the glove resting on your chest. You are **** back down like a giant knocked out by a flea.

Your head hits your pillow, but it feels different on your neck. It is your hoody. The sleeves wrap around your eyes and you feel the tip of your glove press just one finger over your lips.