Oyster Dinner With The Family

Oyster Dinner With the Family


By Caligula



Jeff was sitting in front of the television watching some boring show. Jeff's Aunt Therese and cousin Melissa had been invited over for dinner by his widowed mother, Patricia, and his thoughts kept straying to the scene he knew was playing out in the back yard. All three of the women were sunbathing themselves out in the back yard, in very skimpy bikinis. He felt guilty fantasizing about his near naked female relations yet still got a massive hard-on when trying to picture their tan, hard, squirming bodies. He finally got frustrated enough to go and sneak a peek at his unknowing family. He climbed the stairs to his mother's bedroom, the bedroom overlooking the backyard and cautiously looked out the window. He was relieved to see the three girls lying on their stomachs so that they couldn't see him staring. Jeff eagerly eyed up the sexy bodies, focusing on their round full asses, shapely legs and especially on the soft sexy soles of their feet. My goodness his foot-fetish was such a pain in the ass sometimes, especially since his mother, aunt and cousin had such beautiful feet. Jeff made a rash decision and hastily dropped his pants and underwear, gripping his rock hard shaft tightly. He started to pump as he first watched his mother's wiggling toes, then his aunt and cousin as they flexed their soles. Jeff glanced around the room and saw all of the women's clothes scattered about haphazardly, and his eyes focused on the shoes sitting in the corner. He picked up his cousin's slingback flats and looked down into the toe area where he could see the deep outline of her toes. He sniffed deeply and he could have sworn his cock grew another inch. He next picked up his aunt's high heels and did the same, this time also rubbing the soft leather up and down the underside of his prick. Finally he approached the holy grail of foot-fetish paraphanaelia...his mother's high-heeled sandals. His mother had owned these sandals for many years and the imprint of her foot was deeply and darkly embedded in the soft leather of the shoes. He could smell their sweet aroma while they were still several feet from his nose. These sandals had to be tied around his mother's feet with straps attached to the sides, and so when untied as they were, the area of the shoe where his mother's feet would sit was completely accessible to his nose...and tongue. He ran back to the window and went back to eyeing up his mother's feet, shoe and dick in hand. He started breathing more heavily and while his mother wrinkled her soles for him, he took a long lick of his mother's foot imprint in her shoe. Oh it tasted so good! He nearly orgasmed right there, knowing that he had just basically licked his mother's sole and now knew what it tasted like! He continued pumping as the three women flipped onto their backs and huge melon-like breasts popped into view, barely concealed behind the teeny-weeny bikini tops. Jeff's dog, Spot, took this sudden movement as a sign that the girls wanted to play. He ran up to the tanning women and jumped up, putting his paws all over his mother. She very irritably got up as the dog leaped up onto her once again. Spot was a rather large dog and Patricia easily held his paws in her hands. Jeff listened intently through the open window as his mother spoke to his aunt and cousin.
"Spot's about to get his first lesson in why he shouldn't jump up on people," said Pat with a smile. Aunt Therese and Melissa both looked up to see what Patricia was talking about. Jeff looked on in disbelief as his mother swung her leg back and then kicked Spot full force in his large dangling balls with the top of her bare foot. Jeff clutched his own balls in sympathy as Spot fell to the ground whimpering, well...like a dog. Jeff's continued to observe as first his aunt and cousin, followed shortly by his mother, started to laugh.
"Well I guess I don't have to get Spot fixed now!" announced Patricia proudly.
Melissa, who was laughing particularly hard said, "I can't believe you kicked him in the balls!"
"Well if Jeff doesn't keep his dog out of my way, I might just kick him in the balls!" laughed his mother.
At this comment by his mother, Jeff noticed that his cock involuntarily sprung to life once again. Could it be? Could it be that I'm turned on by my mother saying she would kick me in the balls? But that's sick! He looked down and saw his mother's shoe still clutched in his hand and knew he had to try it. He placed the toe of her shoe about a foot and a half away from his groin and tried to imagine his mother's foot laced up snugly with the straps, her wiggling toes peeking out over the edge of her sandal and pointed menacingly at his balls. His cock rose even higher and then realised what he must do.....he thrust the toe of the shoe directly into his nuts. Jeff doubled over with a squeal, dropping the shoe and falling to his knees, clutching his balls. In his mind he sounded mutch like Spot when his mother had kicked him. One thing he did notice, however, was that his dick was hard as a rock.


"Did you hear that?" asked Therese.
"It sounded like a yell or something," responded Patricia.
"I think you kicked Spot so hard in the balls that when he yelped there was an echo!" added Melissa with a wicked laugh.
After laughing with her neice, Pat looked quizically up at her open bedroom window. "Hmmm.....I wonder. I think we better go in and check on Jeff, and make sure he's not hurt. Be quiet though...I have a funny feeling about this."
The three women quietly got up and silently made there way into the house and up the stairs. What they saw shocked all three of them. There was Jeff, his eyes closed and laying on the floor clutching his balls with one hand and licking the inside of his mother's shoe. The licking was only interrupted by the occasional "oh my balls, you kicked my balls".
Jeff's fantasy was rudely ended by his mother's shout of rage. "Exactly what the fuck do you think you're doing in here! Why are you on my floor exposed, crying about your balls and licking the inside of my shoe! I suppose you were spying on us! This isn't the first time I noticed you watching me!"
Jeff immediately dropped the shoe and tried desperately to cover up his naked genitals. He stumbled red faced to his feet and stared down at the floor. As he went to pull his pants quickly up his mother stopped him.
"Oh no! You leave those pants down. After all, you got a look at us, maybe we want a look at you!"
"He looks kind of small down there, sis," laughed his Aunt Therese.
Melissa only looked on in shock, although she had a smile on her mean little face.
"I'm waiting for an answer, Jeff!"
Jeff continued staring at the floor.
Pat walked up to her son and slapped him hard across the face. "Let's start with the shoe, shall we? Why were you licking my shoe?!?"
"I have a foot fetish, " said Jeff quietly.
Melissa burst out laughing but was silenced by a stern look from her mother.
"I don't mind you having a foot fetish..." Jeff looked up at this, "but why MY shoes!"
"I...I...I..."
"Don't tell me you like MY feet! Answer me! Do you fantasize about my feet?"
"Yes, " answered Jeff meekly.
"And you fantasize about Aunt Therese's feet and Melissa's too?"
"Yes."
"We'll get back to feet later. Now what's this about getting kicked in the balls? Don't tell me you like that too!"
Jeff was never so embarassed in his life as he was at this moment. He knew he had no choice but to answer. "Yeah, I think I like to be kicked...you know...there."
"And I suppose you think about all of us kicking you, huh?"
"Yeah."
All three women started laughing now. The thought of a guy geting off on being kicked in the balls was hilarious to them. Jeff's mother tried to look stern again as she addressed her red-faced son. "Get out of my face this instant, and don't think I'm forgetting about what happened here tonight. We are definitely going to be discussing this!"
Jeff ran past the three girls as they laughed at his hasty departure.


Jeff's mother hardly spoke to him through the course of the next week, although he noticed that she took to walking around barefoot most of the time. All week long he was treated to sole shows as his mother washed dishes, or dangled her feet from the sofa as she slept or performed her yoga exercises, wiggling her toes. He was hard as a rock most of the time and yet his mother was always around, allowing him no chance to masturbate. He had the worst case of blue balls in his life. The funny thing was that she never did mention the episode from the week before and he was relieved to find she had forgotten the whole incident.
"Your Aunt Therese and cousin Melissa are coming for dinner tonight so I expect you to be on your best behavior, understand?" She made certain it was an order, not a question. "We're having a 'special' meal tonight." She smiled as she turned away.
Jeff mumbled a yes as he sulked off, dreading the upcoming dinner event. How could he face his aunt and cousin after what they knew about him? It was going to be a very long supper.


When his relatives finally showed up, his jaw dropped as he saw them. In opening the front door, he kept his eyes and gaze downcast because he was too embarassed to look them directly in the face. He was struck dumb, however, by the sight of their barefeet in high heeled sandals. He started to look up their long bare legs to the daisy duke type shorts they wore, and continued staring up their rock hard stomachs to their oversized breasts leaking out of the undersized bikini tops they wore. When he did finally meet their eyes, they were smiling at him, aware of how they were affecting him.
"Come in ladies!" shouted Patricia as she walked down the stairs. Jeff turned and was shocked again to see his mother dressed the same as the others, minus the shoes. She almost skipped, barefoot down the stairs. "Dinner is almost ready, but before that...are you all ready for your pedicures? I know I sure am!"
Jeff's heart beat furiously in his chest. It seemed they were purposely toying with the fact he had a foot fetish.
"Me first!" shouted his cousin as she leapt onto the sofa. His mother and aunt both sat in side chairs.
"Well, what are you waiting for?!? Get over there and give your cousin a pedicure!" yelled his aunt. Jeff looked quizically over to his mother and she nodded yes, while holding out various little nail files, oils and nail polish. Jeff sat at the end of the couch where his cousin Melissa dangled her pretty feet. Melissa roughly dropped her shoe-clad feet into his lap, narrowly missing his balls.
"Hahahaha! Did I kick your nuts?"
"No...you missed them, " Jeff whispered, quite humiliated by the whole situation. As he removed his cousin's sandals he started to get yet another erection. Melissa could feel his growing member through his shorts with her foot still in his lap.
"Eeewwww! He's getting all hard playing with my feet!"
The women all laughed and Jeff pushed Melissa'a feet out of his lap and onto the floor. He attempted to rise and salvage what little dignity he could but was stopped short by his mother. She grabbed his shoulders and brought her tan sexy knee up to within an inch of his groin. There was no mirth in her voice as she threatened her son. "You're being punished tonight for violating us last week. Now you get back down at your cousin's feet, where you belong, or as God is my witness that I gave birth to you, I'll crush your balls with my knee and you'll never be able to have kids...or another hard-on again!"
Jeff looked down from his mother's anger filled face, stopped briefly to admire her enormous breasts and finally settled his gaze on her lethal knee prepared to render him sterile. He looked to his favorite auntie for support, but she just sat in her chair, wiggling her foot from side to side with a smug smile on her face. He swallowed hard and looked back down to his mother's knee. "Alright, please don't use your knee on me." The smile returned to his mother's face and she slowly lowered her leg, returning to her seat. Jeff turned around and sat down, lifting up his cousin's feet once again. He spoke not another word but proceeded to start with the file and rub it on any slightly calloused spots on her lovely feet, and then used it on her toenails. The ladies, meanwhile, talked about their day. Jeff had never been so humiliated in his life as he applied the scented oils to his cousins feet, at first sloppily.
"You're not getting it right! Slow down and make sure you get it between my toes! Aunt Pat...he's not doing it right!" whined Melissa.
Jeff looked over to his mother and was about to complain when he saw her mean stare and her finger directing his eyes to her knee, which she jerked up sharply from her seat in warning. Jeff immediately shut up and made sure to be more careful in the application of the oil. He rubbed it delicately into her soft soles and toes, and then stuck his index finger, dripping with oil in between his cousins tiny toes, one by one. As the oil was drying on her sexy soles, he reached for the nail polish and prepared to paint her dainty toenails.
"Oh we forgot to tell you, " stated Melissa, "if you mess up the paint job, you're mom said I could kick you in the balls till they pop!" She laughed as he blushed, as all the women laughed.
"Yeah, and Melissa is very ticklish, so you better be careful. You'll be a eunuch!" chimed in his aunt.
Jeff nervously held one foot, while Melissa positioned the other foot so she could ram it into his balls should the need arise. Jeff noticed this and took a deep breath.
"Not scared, are you son?" asked his mom.
Jeff managed to somehow make it through without fucking up the paint job, much to his cousin's disappointment. She then wiggled her soles seductively in his face and commanded him to blow dry her nails with his breath. He breathed on her feet as his erection grew to painful proportions. How could he be so arroused and yet be so embarassed at the same time? He felt he had no dignity left at all. He managed to make it through his aunt and mother getting pedicures without screwing up and they all made there way into the dining room for dinner, Jeff bringing up the rear as his mother told him that was a man's place in life.
Melissa and her mother sat across from each other, while Jeff was positioned uncomfortably across from his mother. Jeff could hardly believe it when all three women propped their frshly pedicured feet on the table, soles facing him. He thought that maybe his punishment was that they were hoping his balls would just explode from being filled with too much cum! Oh his erection hurt! They knew exactly what they were doing to him. If he had been in shock up to this point...he was about to be horrified. His mother lifted the lid of the pot containing dinner with her nimble toes and exclaimed, "We're having goat nuts!"
Jeff felt sick at the site of dozens of testicles resting inside the ceramic pot but noticed that the three girls were licking their lips in anticipation. His mother ladeled out a couple dozen balls onto her plate and passed the pot around the table. After Melissa helped herself to some nuts, she passed it to her mother who offered some to Jeff.
"Balls, nephew?"
Jeff just sat there in complete disbelief as his Aunt Therese poured some roast testicles onto his plate.
"Well, dig in!" said Patricia. The women all started piercing balls with their forks and hungrily shoving them into their mouths. Jeff was having sympathy pains for the goats who had lost their goathood for the sake of this gory meal, and even so, he was still hard as a rock.
"These are fantastic," said Aunt Therese.
"Tastes like chicken," said Melissa in a not-so-funny joke.
"Do you know how many goats got castrated for this meal?" asked Patricia of nobody in particular. "The total meal is six dozen balls, and that's not including the stuffed scrotums here." She lifted another lid off another dish to reveal a dozen goat scrotums filled with deviled testicles, each one tied off neatly with what his mother said was a spermatic cord. Everyone eagely took a few but Jeff, who thought he was going to puke.
"How did you mash the testicles for these?" asked Therese.
"I was going to use a blender but thought it would be more fun to use my feet! I kept thinking of all those goats watching me squish their precious gonads under my stinky feet!"
Jeff couldn't believe what he was hearing. It was like he was in a dream and so didn't realize until too late that he nearly pushed his plate over the edge of the table. He managed to save the plate, but a couple of the testicles fell onto the floor and rolled up next to each other, as if they were seeking to hide together from the cruel women.
"Those nuts you just spilled onto the floor were very expensive and I expect you to eat them...off of the floor if necessary!" yelled Patricia to her son.
Jeff just stared dumbly down at the floor, imagining that it was his testicles on the ground.
"I've got something that will make them more palatable for Jeff," said Therese. She swung her feet down from the table and raised her right foot over the balls. "Watch closely, nephew!" And then she stomped down with the ball of her foot, splattering the testicles all over her sole. She then lifted her sole to within inches of Jeff's face and said, "Do you like your nuts crushed, Jeff? Lick!"
Jeff looked at the remains of the once proud testicles as they adhered to the bottom of his aunt's foot. He heard his mother tell him to get started and his cousin laughing. The part he couldn't believe, was that he actually did it. Here he was licking ball pulp from the sole of his aunt's freshly pedicured foot.
"That looks like fun!" shouted Melissa and she too dropped a few nuts on the floor and proceeded to dance on them with her feet. His mother, too, got into the act and did the Twist on a few balls. Before long, Jeff was on his knees licking nut paste off the feet of all the women. He didn't know if he'd ever be able to face his family again after tonight, the humiliation and embarassment would hit him harder in the light of dawn the next day. He was degrading himself like a dog and would be sorry tomorrow, he felt sure.
"What kind of wine does one drink with balls?" asked Aunt Therese.
"I didn't know if it was red or white so I got both!" said Patricia.
All three women then started in on the wine. Jeff was ordered to clean up the dishes and then join the women in the living room where they would finish his punishment. Jeff feared what would happen in the living room and so took his time washing the dishes. What more do they want to do to me? What more CAN they do to me? Oh shit, I am so fucked!
Jeff's plan to delay his punishment worked, but gave the women more time to drink more wine. They were definitely lit up from the alcohol, even his underage cousin, and too late Jeff realised his mistake. With their judgement impaired by alcohol, there was no telling how far they would carry this punishment thing! As he entered the living room he could hear their laughing voices and slurred speech. Man are they drunk!
"Did you shee his face when you showed him the nuts?" laughed auntie with a hiccougph.
"I couldn't believe you made him lick the nuts off your feet!" responded his mother.
"Fuckin balls tashte good, " slurred Melissa.
He stood there, watching his gorgeous family laugh about eating balls. His mother spotted him and put her drink on the coffee table. She swayed her hips seductively.
"Now for the final part of your punishment." Suddenly his mother ran towards him and kicked her bare leg out towards his crotch. She let out a loud 'Hyiah!' but stopped a couple inches short of his nutsack. Jeff lifted onto his toes and and squinched his eyes against the pain he thought would soon come. But when none came he opened his eyes to see his mother laughing at him. She then grabbed onto his shoulders as she had done earlier and faked several sexy knees to his groin. With each lift of her knee her son would raise up slightly and make little girl like squeals, most of which were hard to hear over the laughter of the women. Jeff kept backing up until his back was up against the wall and he had nowhere left to go. His mother then brought her knee up again, but this time with less force and gently tapped his nutsack. She held her knee there and jiggled it around slightly, moving his nuts around in his pants.
"I washn't going to actually make contact with your ballsh, but what the fuck, the wine is making me feel like humiliating you more!" She then backed up slightly and lifted her leg like a can-can dancer and nudged his balls with her red toenails, lifting them slightly. Still there was no pain for Jeff as he realized now that the purpose of this whole exercise was to degrade and embarass him, not actually to bust his balls. "So are you getting hard with your mother pretending to kick your balls, Jeff?" She took her foot and snaked it up the leg of his baggy shorts, probing for his erection. He could feel her toenails digging slightly into his balls, and then her foot began crawling further up his shorts as she alternately scrunched then flexed her foot. It was like a caterpillar crawling into his underwear. Her soft foot finally made full contact with his engorged member and she squeezed the head with her toes. Jeff moaned as if he really had just been kicked.
"Yep, fuckin still hard!" laughed Patricia.
"I can't believe you just stuck your foot into your own son's underwear!" said his Aunt Therese.
"I bet he got off on it, " added Melissa.
Indeed Jeff had gotten off on it. His mother quickly pulled her foot out of his shorts, but the sudden motion combined with her intoxicated state made her lose her balance. To keep herself from falling she placed the ball of her foot on Jeff's groin, unknowingly squishing his balls as she shifted from side to side. Jeff grabbed ahold of his mother's foot gently and stroked it lovingly as she unwittingly caused him a small amount of pain. Then she regained her balance and pulled her large foot out of her son's hand and stood back.
Next Jeff's cousin, Melissa, ran at him and faked several kicks to his ballbag, laughing all the while. And still the alcohol flowed. More and more wine was being consumed and the fake kicks were becoming sloppier and sloppier. The margin for error with each kick was smaller with each glass of wine. What had started out as leaving a few inches between the foot or knee and the boy's testicles was now reduced to scarcely a few centimeters. Then it happened, it was bound to happen. Jeff's Aunt Therese had put her high heel sandals back on and was eyeing up another fake kick to humiliate her nephew. She ran at him and misjudged the distance. As her foot flew up, Jeff could see too late that this one was for real. The toe of her sandal smashed into his balls, and actually lifted him off te ground slightly. When he came back down to earth, he crumpled like a rag doll at the feet of his aunt. All the women were stunned by what happened and the only sound breaking the silence was Jeff's whimpering in a high-pitched voice. Melissa started laughing first. What was it to her? It wasn't like it was her balls or anything. It was funny. Then her mother started laughing. After all, it wasn't her son. It was funny. Finally, Patricia herself started laughing. It really was funny. Patricia dropped to her son's side and placed her hand on his side, trying to comfort him through her laughter.
"Really Jeff, we never meant it to go this far...but the wine and everything." She laughed again. "You have to believe me when I say Aunt Therese was never supposed to actually kick you in the balls! We were just trying to teach you a lesson. It just...happened!" She was in tears now she was laughing so hard. Jeff just stayed on the floor, humiliated and felled by his aunt's swift kick to his nads.
"Yeah, Jeff, I'm real sorry!" laughed Therese. "I guess you got your wish!"
The women took up seats to wait for Jeff to recover from the blow, and to drink some more wine. Eventually Melissa and her mother fell asleep on the two side chairs, while Patricia fell asleep face down on the sofa, scrunched wrinkly bare soles facing up. When Jeff finally was able to stand on his own two feet again he noticed the sleeping women and admired their sexy forms. His cock sprung to life almost immediately when he imagined what he'd like to do with their bodies while they were sleeping. His breath caught in his throat when turned to see his mother lying face down, her ass cheeks exposed as they peeked out of the bottoms of the daisy duke shorts, and her bare soles calling to him like a beacon.
They're all passed out! I could get away with it and they'd never know. I'll never get another chance like this...not ever again! Jeff immediately dropped his shorts around his ankles and his cock swayed in the cool air. He grabbed hold of his dick and leaned over his mother's prone form. He shivered as the glans of his penis made soft contact with her slightly dirty sole. He rubbed his member up and down, reveling in the velvety feel of his mom's foot. He apparently tickled her a bit as she wiggled her toes a bit and flexed her sole slightly. It was almost as if she were giving him a footjob. As good as it felt, Jeff didn't have enough leverage and so made a bold decision to take hold of his mother's feet. He lifted them up off of the sofa and cupped her soles around his shaft. He continued to pump furiously and was so lost in ecstacy that he didn't notice his mother starting to come around from her groggy sleep. Just as he started to shoot his load, across his mother's soles and onto her ass cheeks, Patricia angrily flipped onto her back and kicked her son hard in the balls while he was still expelling his spunk. Jeff fell hard to the floor.
"Pervert!!! You fucking pervert!" she cried.
Jeff moaned in agony, cupping his nuts. Therese and Melissa awoke with all the screaming to see him lying on the ground with his mother standing there, cum on her leg.
"What happened?" asked Therese. The women hadn't been out for more than a half hour and the liquor was still seriously clouding their judgement.
"I fell ashleep, and when I woke up, the little pervert...my own shon...was masturbating using my feet! So I kicked him in the balls!"
"That's gross!" exclaimed Melissa.
"He came on his own mother?" asked Therese increduously.
"All over the bottoms of my feet and on my legs!" She kicked her son a few more times, trying for his crotch but only managing to hit his hands.
If only the women hadn't still been so liqoured up, things might have happened differently. But they were still piss drunk and so Jeff's fate was sealed with his mother's next words.
"I hope you enjoyed it, Jeff, because I'm going to see to it that you don't get these nasty urges about my feet ever again!" yelled Patricia. "I'm going to crush your balls just like I did with those goat nuts!"
"Can we help Aunt Pat?" asked Melissa with girlish enthusiasm.
"Yeah, we'll make a game out of it. We'll all take turns kicking his nuts and see who pops them! I go first. After all, I am his mother!" The three ball-busters put their high heeled sandals on and stood in front of Jeff. They propped him up against the wall and spread his legs. Then Patricia made her move. "I'm going to make it so you can never have kids!"
WHAM!
It was like the crack of thunder as her toe drove his balls into his body.
Aunt Therese walked up next. "I'll make you into a permanent soprano!"
WHAM!
Jeff moaned and cried, too weak to defend himself from the kicks. Melissa skipped up between her cousin's open legs. "Welcome to foot...balls!"
WHAM! POP!
Melissa was ecstatic! "I did it! I popped one! Fuck yeah!"
Jeff's eyes were glazed over and a long high pitched, yet very soft wail escaped his lips. Patricia knelt down and felt her son's scrotum. "Yep...you got one! I want the other one. Help me with him." The women dragged Jeff over to the coffee table, and while Melissa and Therese held him in place, Patricia jumped up on the table and placed Jeff's remaining nut in easy reach. She slipped off her shoes and placed her bare heel over Jeff's ball, then slapped him repeatedly in the face until he was semi aware of what was going on. He was horrified to see what his own mother was about to do to his last testicle.
"Please, Mom, no."
"You should have thought of that before you jerked off on my feet, you pervert! I'll bet you never thought my feet could do this!"
And with that she stomped down hard on his ball with her bare heel, the same heel that had just brought him to orgasm not fifteen minutes ago. Aunt Therese and Melissa looked on with smiling faces as Jeff's mom did the Twist for the second time that day on a ball.
"Twist and shout....." Therese and Melissa sang while Patsy did her dance, grinding away on her son's gonad. Finally she stood on one leg and felt Jeff's nut squish under her heel.
POP!
And Patricia actually orgasmed, orgasmed from popping her own son's nut. Knowing she was about to take away her son's manhood was too much for her and her juices exploded down her leg, mixing with her son's last cum. She dug her heel around a bit more, making sure nothing but mush was left in his sack. Satisfied, she stepped off the table and looked at her sister and neice.
"He has no more balls, " she stated matter-of-factly.
"That was intense, " said Therese.
"I actually popped his nut!" said Melissa, still delighting in her own small victory over manhood.
Suddenly Spot came bounding into the room and jumped up onto Patricia as he had done the week before. She looked down crossly at Jeff's dog, then looked over to Therese and Melissa, who were smiling at her. Patricia smiled back and looked back down at Spot, holding his paws tightly in her hands, and kicked him with all the force she could muster in his dog balls. Spot yelped and fell down next to Jeff, both of them now sterile.
Pat smiled to her sister and neice. "Anyone care to try fried dog nuts and deviled boy balls? I'll go get my scissors!" The women all licked their lips.


The End

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