“I give” you say solemnly. She looks genuinely surprised at your statement, but just says “well ok, I guess a deal is a deal, just lie back for me and I’ll make it quick”.
You lie back and expose your doomed testicles to whatever fate holds for them. She tuts and raises a foot over your balls, “got to say I didn’t think you’d go this route, bit anticlimactic for my tastes, but here we go, kiss your balls goodbye”.
She slams her foot down on your sack, it’s contents ballooning out beneath her weight and forcing bubbles of nutmeat out between her toes, before a “SPLAT” echoes down the alley. Your sack practically explodes, chunks of testicles coating the area around you, it surprises you how little pain you feel.
“Wow, that really popped, it was like jumping on an overripe tomato” she says casually, as if the the essence of your manhood wasn’t dripping from her toes. She wiggles her foot around a little in the remains, catching any chunks beneath her toes. Gradually a white hot pain builds from your abdomen, but it’s met by a dull blackness around the edge of your vision and you realise your starting to pass out.
She glances at your lolling head, “damn you stayed awake through that? Huh, looks like the shock is wearing off now. Oh well good luck I guess, see you around” she says with a casual wave, then heads off back down the alley, leaving a faint trail of nut juice in her wake. You slip into the blackness.
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