How to Get a Bigger Package

Katie let the tiny blue fabric dangle from her fingertips, letting a smirk dance across her mouth.

“You want me to wear what?!” Darron exclaimed.

“It’s called a Speedo,” she answered, barely containing a fit of laughter. “If you want me to wear a bikini to the beach this weekend, you’re going to have to wear this Speedo for me. Don’t be such a whiner…try it on.” She handed over into his reluctant hands.

“Fine. I’ll put it on,” he pouted. “But it’s going to look ridiculous.”

Darron stripped out of his shorts and boxers and pulled the swimsuit on. They were tight and he had to adjust his package to fit.

“My boys won’t be able to breathe in this thing,” he muttered. “I look like an a-hole.”

Katie laughed, and made a motion for him to do a little twirl. “Let’s have the full look,” she said.

Darron rolled his eyes and did a little prance, spinning around and shaking his ass a little. “You like that?”

“Oh yeah,” she said, the smirk evident in her words.

He looked into the living room mirror and noticed that perhaps the Speedo wasn’t really doing justice to his goods. “You think everything looks okay down there?” He asked, trying not to sound too concerned.

“What, you don’t think you’re big enough to fill that little suit?” She cooed.

His face reddened a little. “Shut it.”

Katie could tell he was only acting tough. His insecurity about his exposed manhood was evident. “I think it looks fine.”

“Fine? Why don’t you just say it. It looks small.”

“Well, if you’re that worried about it looking small, maybe there’s something I can do about it.” She countered.

“Really? And what’s that?” He mocked, putting his hands on his hips and cocking his head.

Without hesitating Katie moved toward him and pushed him back against the wall. Darron had to catch himself to keep from falling down, simultaneously spreading his legs to retain his balance. He didn’t maintain it for long.

Katie drove her knee into his groin, holding his shoulders against the wall. Darron exhaled involuntarily, completely stunned. She drew her leg back and brought up even harder into his tightly wrapped package.

“Unf.” The sound came out of him seconds before he realized just what the hell was going on. Namely that his girlfriend was in the process of crushing his nuts.

Before he could try to push her away, she kneed him in the balls harder than even she thought she could.

“Aaargh,” he cried out.

She let him drop to his knees and stepped back to watch him pitch forward and writhe in utter agony. She relished the scene, and let the warm rush of adrenaline spread through her.

Darron rolled over onto his back and continued making terrible moaning and groaning noises, holding his groin, rocking back and forth. He had never felt such sickening pain. He thought his whole body might burst from the pressure it seemed to create. He could barely register where he was at.

As Katie stood over him, she wondered if that had done the trick. She couldn’t really tell with his hands covering himself protectively. She knelt down beside him and caressed his forehead, trying to help in his recovery.

“Oh, baby,” she purred, “I’m sooo sorry. Just try to breathe deep and slow.”

His only response was more groaning.

She put a hand over his and he reflexively squeezed his legs together. “It’s okay, honey. I’m just trying to help.”

Hesitantly, he removed his hands from his groin and let her gently caress him. She felt his balls and they did seem a little bigger to her. But not big enough.

She drew her arm back and balled her hand into a fist. With her other hand she grabbed ahold of Darron’s wrists. Then she drove her fist square into his balls. And then again. She could feel them squash against his pelvis, trapped inside the Speedo. A third time she punched his balls. Darron didn’t stir.

Katie realized he’d fallen unconscious. She’d literally knocked him out. But now he wasn’t feeling any pain! She slid up and slapped him across the face several times until his eyes fluttered open. Immediately he wretched, a convulsing dry heave. And then he screamed out, all the agony rushing through him anew. Katie smiled as she watched him suffer. Oh how he must be hurting. It made her giddy to see him struggle and she wondered if he could take any more. Without thinking she stood up and put her right foot between his legs. He didn’t even feel her leg as he rolled from side to side, holding his stomach. She swung her leg way back and kicked right through his balls. Her kick was so violent that she had to catch herself against the wall to keep from joining him on the ground. Darron literally slid a foot backward and yelped again.

His voice barely sounded human.

He passed out. Again. And this time Katie let him be. Even her foot hurt from kicking him so hard.

As he lay there unconscious, Katie slid the Speedo down to see the result. His balls were now the size of small apples, so completely red and swollen. Oh yeah, she thought to herself, your package is gonna look huge now. When he regained consciousness she had only one thing to ask.

How do you like them apples?

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