Interviewing Sister (sequel to Interviewing Mom)

Interviewing Sister


By Caligula



Jeff sat there, looking up at his beautiful mother and older sister as their feet rested precariously on his ballsack. While his mother's sweet bare foot just rested easily on his crotch, his sister's high heel clad foot was definitely exerting pressure on his nut. Jenny's smile was just as innocent looking as his mother's, however, as they both toyed with the idea of busting his balls permanently. Then both set of feet were suddenly gone from between his legs.
"I'm going to go use the bathroom. Be back in a few," said Patricia. As Jeff's mother was about to turn and leave the room, she faked a kick at his nuts with her toes. Jeff flushed in embarassment and drew in his breath sharply in surprise. Pat walked out, laughing.
Jenny was smiling also and stood before her brother with her hands on her hips and legs spread. "So Mom kicked you in the balls, huh? I bet that hurt like a motherfucker!"
Jeff and Jenny laughed together. "Yeah, she's a ballbuster alright!"
"So what's this about an interview, dumbass?" His sister said playfully.
Jeff's mind raced feverishly. Here was a chance to get kicked by his sister as well! Oh what a day!!! He quickly glanced at his sister's body in her tight mini-skirt and black heels. She was barefoot in those heels. "Well, it's a project for school on self-defense. See the camera there?" He indicated the video camera which was still rolling with a nod of his head. "I'm supposed to videotape a study on an aspect of self defense, and I picked attacks to the groin. Interested in helping your little brother pass gym class?"
Jenny tilted her head to the side, pondering whether or not helping her brother was worth it or not. "What do I get out of it?"
"You mean kicking your pain in the ass brother in the nuts isn't reward enough?"
Jenny laughed out loud. "You mean you REALLY will let me kick you in the balls if I do this?"
"Yeah...I mean it's purely for demonstration purposes but it will be great for the tape. And like Mom said, it will allow me to see if a kick in the balls from another woman hurts as much as her kicks. Ater all, the kick Mom gave me was the first time I've ever been kicked in the nuts."
Patricia walked back into the room and overheard what Jeff was saying. "Yeah, can you believe your little brother had never been hit in the balls before? But I fixed that!" Patricia waved her foot in her son's face and then playfully smashed her sole into his nose and scrunched it around. Jeff was hard again as this was another dream come true. He inhaled deeply the sweet aroma of his mother's foot and closed his eyes. He made a bold move and made biting motions with his teeth as if to take a chunk out of his mother's foot in retribution. It had the desired effect.
"Oh yeah...you wannna bite my foot. Let's see how you like THIS!" Then his mother forced her smooth foot deep into his mouth, wiggling her toes around inside. "That'll teach you to try and bite my toes. Taste good? Hahahahaha!!!"
Even though she meant to be sarcastic, his mother's feet DID taste good to him! They were like candy! He hated to have to to it, but he had to pretend that the foot was absolutely putrid and pull his face away. "Yech!!!!" His sister was laughing hysterically.
"First kicked in the balls, and now gagged with a stinky foot!"
Jeff made another bold move. "I'd shut up sis, or I really WILL bite YOUR toes!"
Jenny kicked her shoe off her foot and almost kicked him in the head shoving her foot into his waiting, eager mouth. "If you thought Mom's foot tasted like crap, my foot REALLY tastes like shit! It's been couped up in that shoe all day!" Jenny's foot definitely had more flavor than his mom's. More salty, yet still delicious. Again he pulled away in mock disgust.
"Okay okay! You both win! I would have to be the one guy in the world who's mom and sis are ball-busting bitches!"
Jenny slipped her shoe back on and both women took turns faking kicks to Jeff's nads. All three broke down in fits of laughter. "What the fuck, I'll do it!"
Jenny jumped onto her mother's bed and Patricia sat down next to her. Jenny's leg dangled over the side of the bed as she swung her foot to and fro. "Don't get to close to my foot, Jeff, or you might get kicked in the coolies sooner than you thought!"
Jeff blushed deeply as his mother and sister smiled wickedly, obviously enjoying his embarassment. Jeff slowly rose to his feet and made a big deal of holding his hands between his legs and taking tiny baby steps towards the bed. He let out alot of "ooohhhhs" and "aahhhs" and even a couple "oh my sore balls", much to the delight of the assembled females. He sat down and looked into his sister's sparkling eyes.
"Well, how did YOU learn about kicking balls?"
"Mom taught me, of course!"
Patricia fluttered her eyelashes and smiled innocently.
"She told me one day when I was about 12 that the best way to hurt a guy was to kick him where it counts. She said it would work on ANY guy...although she mentioned that you were specifically off limits. That all changes today though!" Jenny looked down hungrily at the bulge in her brother's pants. Her foot seemed to swing a little faster in anticipation of getting a go at some big nuts. "She gave me grapes to practice with...at first. She said if I could pop the grapes, that I could pop a guy's nuts since the balls were more fragile than the grapes. I started by standing on the grapes in shoes and barefoot, always pretending some guy's balls were trapped under my feet. Sometimes I even wished they were YOUR balls!"
Jeff blushed again and shifted uncomfortably, trying a bit unsuccessfully to hide his growing member. He wondered what it would be like to have his precious eggs trapped under his sister's feet.
"While it was a real gas to stomp down and crush the bal......uh...grapes with my feet, I started to get real curious how LITTLE pressure it might take to 'POP' a nut," said Jenny.
"Wait," said Pat. "Let's show him what we're talking about." Jeff's mom jumped off the bed and ran to the kitchen. She came back with a bowl of seedless grapes and sat next to her daughter, who by this time had kicked off her shoes. "Watch this...I bet you're gonna have nightmares tonight, Jeff!"
Mother and daughter each 'plucked' a grape from the bunch and inserted it between their sharp front teeth. Simultaneously both women slowly sarted to apply pressure with their teeth. The pseudo-balls started to compress and flatten out and then 'SQUICK'!!! The grapes exploded. Jeff let out a heavy wistful sigh at the sight of the two closest women in his life pretending to explode a pair of balls! Next the women held a grape between thumb and forefinger and started to gently rub the grape. "What the rubbing does is sort of tenderize the nut. As we rub, we apply just a bit more pressure every few seconds. Just the eensiest, teensiest bit of pressure. Then we keep rubbing and the nut meat slowly starts to gelatinize as far as we can tell." Jeff couldn't even see that there was pressure being put on the grapes. Just the constant rubbing. But lo and behold, with a loud 'SQUICK', the grapes both gave up their soft insides. Jenny continued, "This last one was the hardest to perfect, but will show you how little pressure it might take under the right circumstances, and with the right woman, to 'pop' a gonad!" Pat and Jenny now spread their toes and placed a grape in between their big toe and the one next to it. The girls lifted their feet off the bed and placed the soles in Jeff's face, making sure he could see what was about to happen. Jeff was hypnotized by the awesome spectacle before him. All he could do was imagine his own balls inserted in between those suckable toes, awaiting the ultimate punishment. He watched, envious of the grapes, as the gaps between the toes of his mother and sister slowly, and with great effort, started to close. He almost felt sorry for the grapes, as he could see them fight the inevitable. He thought it was rather ironic that they were seedless grapes. Then the grapes exploded and he had to fight the urge to lick the fresh grapejuice from the soles of his family members. When Pat and Jenny lowered their feet all they could see was Jeff's mouth hanging open and his blank stare, almost as if his mind was replaying over and over the cruelty he had just witnessed.
"What's the matter, Jeff?" Taunted Jenny, "Feeling sympathy pains?" Patricia and Jenny both chortled out some laughter. Jeff smiled as well.
"I guess I never realized how easy it would have been for either one of you to castrate me! Shit! I'm lucky I'm not a eunuch!" exclaimed Jeff.
"It's a wonder ALL men aren't eunuchs, with those funny things dangling between your legs," smirked Patricia.
"Well, there ARE more than a few eunuchs walking...or should I say LIMPING around out there thanks to me and Mom."
"Tell me about the first time you actually hit a guy down there."
"Well I was in gym class. We all wore those silly little uniforms with the tight shorts and sneakers with bobby socks. We were all doing situps, and my partner was a guy. I was on my back doing the exercises, while Jim, I think his name was, was holding my feet in position. So there I am, with my cute feet between his legs, right under his nutsack! He wasn't really even paying attention to me and so wasn't holding my legs very tightly. I of course took FULL advantage of the situation! I yelled out...'YOU PERVERT, DON'T TOUCH ME THERE!' and lifted my sneaker into his ballbag. It was so funny! All the girls were laughing while the guys just kind of stayed silent. The female gym teacher pulled the boy out of the class and he got detention for supposedly groping me. He never even touched me! Hahahahaha! Those were always the most fun...kicking the guys for no reason other than it was fun to do."
"I'd have to agree there," said Patsy, "the look on a guy's face after realizing he's just been ruined for no reason other than my wanting a good laugh is the best!"
Jeff grunted in shame and embarassment, while the women laughed and wiggled their toes in his direction. "Well I know Mom has actually 'ruined', as she put it, many guys. How about you, sis? Have you ever destroyed a guy's chances of ever having kids?"
Jenny covered her mouth with her hand as she laughed and flexed her soles. "Have I ever!"
"Do you have a favorite?"
"Hmmm.....let me think." Jenny kept flexing her soles and wiggling her toes as her eyes were upturned in thought. Patricia waited eagerly for her daughter to come up with her favorite tale and to pass the time took a cheap shot with her bare heel at her son's nuts. Another centimeter closer and she actually would have made contact.
"Whoa are you lucky my leg was just a bit too short for me to reach!" Jeff had clenched his ass cheeks together in surprise and thought for sure his mother had busted him for the second time in two days. He let out a deep breath.
"Damn you're good, Mom. I'll definitely have to be more careful around here from now on!" Laughed Jeff. Pat and Jenny also laughed at his red face.
"I've got it!" Yelled Jenny.
Jeff jumped in surprise at his sister's cry and ended up bumping his groin into his mother's still outstretched foot. He overreacted to see what they would do. He bugged his eyes out and made an 'O' with his mouth. He let out an "Oooommpph!" and grabbed hold of his mother's foot, moving his thumbs up and down her sole as if being nice to her foot would prevent his further injury. His mother and sister both giggled like young school girls and his mother was obviously enjoying the attention her foot was receiving, even if it was due to her pretty ped injuring her son's most sacred and fragile orbs. "Mmmmmmmm.......that footrub feels good. I'll have to kick you in the balls more often!" laughed Patsy. Jeff giggled through his overexaggerated moans.
"As I was saying before being so rudely interrupted by your whimpering, Jeff! My favorite nut popping happened about three months ago. At the hospital where I work we had a mugging victim brought in and guess who it was, my cheating ex-boyfriend Bob. He really fucked me over when he cheated on me with my best friend, so I figured it was time for me to get even. He'll never cheat again! Well the doctors gave him a sedative to knock him out cause he was in alot of pain. What they didn't know was that I upped the dosage to make sure he was out of commission. So while the doctor was checking out his ears, eyes and throat, I slipped my hand up under the blanket. Bob was put into one of those hospital gowns so I had very easy access to his privates. I had to be quick so the doc wouldn't notice, but I also couldn't do anything to draw attention to my actions. So I took his right nut and used my rubbing technique. It took only a few seconds for the nut to pop. I heard it but the doctor was distracted enough that the sound didn't bother him. I slowly moved my hand to Bob's other love nugget and did the same. It popped a little louder and Bob made moaning noises even unconscious. It was great!"
"I remember you telling me about that! Poor Bob. Ha! He got what he deserved though," said Patricia.
"You mean you just casually popped both his balls? He can't have children? You actually CRUSHED them?" questioned Jeff. His voice was rising a bit, not out of outrage but excitement.
"You bet! Pop! Pop!" He still doesn't know I'm the one that castrated him. He's talking a bit higher pitched now I'm told." They all laughed together.
Jeff couldn't wait any longer. He was hard as a rock and that was almost as painful to him as the kick in the nuts his mother had given him just a short while earlier. "Well, let's get down to brass tacks, I guess. Will you please kick me in the balls now, sis?"
"Please, he says!" Mom and sis laughed heartily at his politeness. "You bet."
"Could you do it with your heels on? I want to see what that feels like."
"Ooohhhh....." teased Patricia, "he's getting REAL brave now. He was afraid to take a kick from me with MY shoes on."
"Well, Jeff, you're going to get your wish. Get down on your knees and spread your legs."
Jeff did as his sister commanded, all the while shivering in anticipation. He swallowed hard as his sister slipped her black patent leather heels onto her bare feet. She took up a position in front of him as Patricia picked up the video camera and came around the front to film the scene for posterity. Jenny tapped her brother's testicles with the toe of her shoe, making sure they were positioned correctly. She grinned the whole time. She took a couple steps back from her brother and then ran forward, kicking her closed pointy toe directly into the huge bulge that were his enormous egg-sized testicles.
"Direct hit!" yelled Patricia as her son started to fall over onto his side ,wailing like a banshee. Jenny was posing and flexing like a bodybuilder. She placed her foot on her brother's quivering side as he lay there crying and raised her arms in triumph. Patricia took up the stance as well and Jeff was once again beneath these two beautiful women's beautiful feet.
"Does it hurt bad, little brother?"
"Is everything intact, Jeff?" snickered his mother.
"Uh-huh," he managed to squeak out. The women took seats on the edge of the bed and continued to make funny jokes about Jeff's plight as he lay there for a very long time, trying to recover.
"Maybe you could get a permanent job singing in a girl's choir, Jeff."
"I hear they're always looking for good sopranos."
"Can't you hear what we're saying to you?"
"Maybe you kicked his nuts up into his ears!"
"I think we should try out for football, Mom."
"We've got the feet, but whose gonna supply the balls?"
This went on for a quarter of an hour with the ladies taunting Jeff in his embarassed and painful state until he managed to get to his feet and sit on the bed with his mother and sister. His mind kept wandering back to the grapes between the toes of his lovely relatives feet and figured this was his last chance to get them to hurt him. He definitely didn't want his balls to pop like the grapes did, but just to feel the squeezing power of their toes. He cleared his throat uncomfortably and as he started to speak noticed that his voice was noticeably higher pitched, much to the delight of Patsy and Jenny.
"Ummm.....is there one other thing we could try? Something I'm REALLY curious about."
"What's that, hon?" asked his mom.
"Well.....I feel a little funny asking this, but I keep wondering what it must feel like if you did to my balls what you did to those grapes with your toes. NOT TO THE POINT WHERE YOU ACTUALLY POP THEM, you understand," he hastily added. "But just squeezing my testicles with your toes."
"I'm up for it if you are, Mom."
His mother took a little more time to think about it. "Well, I guess, so. And don't worry, we'll stop long before it would get to the point where your nuts would actually pop."
"Yeah, don't worry. We've had alot of practice and know how much pressure is safe, and how much pressure means 'bye bye balls'."
Jeff slowly removed his pants and then his underwear. He could tell by the looks on his mother's and sister's faces that they were indeed surprised by the enormous size of his testicles.
"Oh shit! They're as big as fucking eggs!" cried his sister.
"Damn, Jeff, what are those basketballs in your sack?" squealed his mother in delight.
Jeff blushed, yet was still proud. He swung around to face their feet and allowed each of them to pick a ball. Jenny was rougher and both women took their time in handling the king-sized jewels. Patricia and Jenny put their feet VERY close together and spread their toes. Pat gently wedged her son's ball into her toe cleavage, while Jenny just jammed the nut harshly into place, causing Jeff to wince.
"Here we go, " said Patricia. "The mother/daughter/son/brother nutcracker!"
Slowly, both women started to squish their toes together. It was slightly uncomfortable yet still very pleasant. Jeff reached out to touch the feet holding his nuts in their death grip. The pressure built up slowly causing Jeff more and more pain. He looked at the faces of his mom and sister and they were definitely enjoying what they were doing to his nutmeat. He then noticed that he was starting to get hard, something he hadn't expected. His mother noticed it as well and gave the nut trapped between HER a vicious squeeze, causing Jeff's member to wilt and Jeff to cry out in pain. He was still loving every minute of it though. Then Jeff made a fatal error.
"I think he's had enough, let's let him go."
"Alright, Mom."
Right before they were going to set his trapped nuts free, Jeff took one last opportunity to feel their soft soles. He gently, with a featherlike touch, ran his fingers up and down their soles, unintentionally tickling them. Patsy and Jenny squealed at Jeff's tickling, and unfortunately for Jeff, accidentally clamped their toes down on his nuts in an attempt to escape the tickling.
POP!
POP!
Jeff's balls exploded between their toes, and Jeff's whole world exploded in agony seconds later. He had just two seconds before the pain hit to stare into his family member's eyes in disbelief. They stared back, equally in shock, although Jenny seemed to have a slight smile forming on her face. Jeff made only hoarse gasping noises and then let out a continuous soft almost dog whistle like noise. Tears streamed down his cheeks and he fell off the bed onto the floor, his ruined nuts pulling free of the gorgeous feet that just ended his sex life. Pat and Jenny rose to stand either side of him.
"Damn, what do we do?" asked Patricia worriedly. "We just popped his balls!" Even though she felt badly, just saying what she just said caused her to snicker slightly. Jenny giggled too.
"Well it's been my experience at the hospital that if we get him there IMMEDIATELY, and I mean IMMEDIATELY, there's a VERY good chance they'll be able to repair the damage. But if we delay at all, most likely he's lost his balls for good!"
"Well let's hurry up then!"
The women were about to get the car keys and rush Jeff to the hospital when they caught sight of themselves in the mirror. "I can't leave the house looking like this!" exclaimed Patsy. "I'm a mess. I've gotta put some make up on."
"But Mom, what about Jeff's balls?" Jeff squeaked a bit louder in agreement with his sister.
"Well.....we should have plenty of time, don't you think?"
"I don't know. If we don't leave in about 5 minutes they'll definitely have to cut the balls off." Jenny looked at herself in the mirror again. "Actually though, I did work up the tiniest of sweats kicking him in the nuts. Maybe I should take a shower."
Jeff couldn't believe what he was hearing. Didn't they care that it was their feet that had popped his nuggets, and now they were more worried about their looks than his impending castration?
"Now you're talking, Jenny. We'll both take showers." Patricia sat down at her make-up table facing away from Jeff as he lay almost in shock on the ground clutching his dead balls. "I'm sure his nuts will be fine. If not, maybe you can assist in the operation! I'm sure it would make Jeff feel better knowing his sister had helped to cut his balls off." She turned her head and smiled down sweetly at her son. "You understand, don't you Jeff? You wouldn't want your mom and sis to look all messy in front of those handsome doctors, now would you?"
Jeff could only whisper out, "My balls.....my balls.....my balls."
"I knew you'd understand. Now just give us about 30 minutes here and we'll get you right over to that hospital."
"Hey Mom, can we stop for a bite to eat on the way there?
"Sure, Jenny, we can get some McNuggets!"
Both women again laughed at yet another ball joke as Jeff lay there, knowing that his balls were gone forever, crushed by the beautiful feet of his mother and sister. His last sight before passing out was the view of the four soles of these very same women as they sat at the make-up table with their feet crossed under the chairs, wiggling their toes and laughing about balls.




The End