Final Castration

Simons Tale: Swimming pool mishap

Simons head was still pounding from the night before, unlike his other dickwad friends Simon had a full time job he needed to work. Not that he planned on doing much working today if he could help it, no today all he planned to do was sit up on the lifeguards tower, put on some shades and then perv on all the scantily clad mothers taking their kids to the local pools while he nursed his hangover. Simon was also looking forward to working with Quin the new busty blonde lifeguard.

Stepping into the private changing rooms fhe pools had for their lifeguards Simon quickly stripped, revealing tan olive skin stretched over hard ripped muscles. He was very proud of his body and loved flaunting it to all of the females attending. He was also gifted with a large nine inch rod standing proundly above his two large orbs contained in their silky tanned sack.

Wanting to show off his goods for Quin the cocky lifeguard went with a pair of bright red speedos that barely encapsulated his package.

“Fuck I look huge” Simon said looking at his bulge, the outline of his cock clearly visible through the farbric. 

After flexing a little in the changing rooms mirror he made his way out to the main pool area his package bouncing obscenely with each step. He was pleased to note that Quin was already in her sexy form fitting one piece currently bent over to check something in one of the smaller heated sidepools.

Unable to resist himself Simon snuck up behind the blonde and smacked the back of her nearly exposed butt cheeks.

“Whats up hot stuff?” He asked in his huskiest bedroom voice.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” Quin said whirling around to look her perverted coworker. Disgusted to notice the douchebag was starting to chub up in his undersized speedos.

Ignoring her outrage Simon only noticed the way her eyes had taken in his package. Congratulating himself in his head for his choice in attire Simon stuck his left leg up on a nearby bench pushing his hips forwards to make his bulge stand out more.

“So sugartits I was thinking we have a little while before opening, hows about you and me have a cheeky skinny dip and see where things go?” The male propositioned as sultry and huskily as he could placing his hands on his hips in an attempt at a power pose.

Unable to fully believe that this arsehole was hitting on her so crudely Quin felt rage building in her chest. Wanting to teach him a lesson so that he never said anything like that again to another woman her gaze went down to his speedos. His vulnrables practically shoved in her face how could she resist.

Her leg swung backwards before rocketing upwards, years of gymnastics and cheerleading in highschool had made her highkicks powerful and precise.

SMACK

Pain exploded in Simons groin as her foot buried itself in his ample basket. His cocky pose breaking immediately as his knees gave way and he toppled to the ground clutching his balls as they sent waves of pain through his body. He lay on the floor groaning unable to focus on anything else.

Watching the misogynistic arse moaning on the floor made Quin chuckle a bit, the cocky males muscles doing nothing to protect him from a simple kick. Stepping forwards she kicked his hands away from his crotch and pressed down on his orbs with her foot grinding them into the concrete floor.

“Oh god! Please stop... they’re gonna pop” Simon begged his fingers trying to pry her barefoot off his junk. It was like all his strength had been stripped away from him, he felt like a helpless bug under her foot.

“Not until you swear to me to never call another woman such horrid names you perv.” She sneered adding a little more pressure to his balls. 

“I won’t I promise!” Simon pleaded wanting the pain to stop. 

His balls where almost at breaking point he could feel a slight tearing as the membranes inside his testicles  started to give.

“Fine but if I ever catch you doing that I will personally pop these two pathetic lumps! Now im going to go check on the outdoor pools you can handle these dick” she lifted her foot off Simons balls and stormed outside, forgetting in her anger to tell him that someone had taken out the hot pools suction cover.

Pulling himself off the ground Simon shakily checked his balls for any permanent damage, wincing as he poked at his sack he was relieved to find no obvious breaks in his delicate walls.

Wanting to soothe the pain radiating from both his balls and his hungover head Simon made his way over to the hotpool. Lowering himself down into the blissfully warm water he let out a sigh of relief. The hotpool was a very shallow heated pool that he could sit down in and still have his neck and head  above water.

Relaxing in the water he let one of his hands fall below the water level to adjust his bulge unwittingly letting one of his balls slip out of the side of his undersized swimwear.

Fate it self was against him as his exposed ball was gently tugged towards the exposed drain, pulling more of his sack outside the protection of his speedos. Eyes closed Simon felt one of his currently over sensitive nuts pressing against the elastic of his speedos, deciding to let the little guy breathe he lifted the side of his speedos and let it roll out into the warm water. Sighing in relief Simon repositioned himself and let his mind drift. 

Now with its twin free his ball closest to the drain was sucked down the exposed pipe its buddy following soon after. 

Feeling his sack go taught Simons eyes shot open in panic thinking Quin was back to hurt him, trying to get up to quickly he slipped falling directly over the drain causing two things to happen. Number one his large muscled thighs and glutes creating a cover over the drain blocking the hole completely. Secondly the back of his head hit the side of the pool leaving his dazed and unable to pull himself up again.

The blocking of the drain caused the pressure pulling on his balls to increase rapidly as the pools pump tried to remove the blockage. 

Simons dazed and confused brain barely registered the pressure at first but after a few seconds the suction was doing its best to clear the block and his balls where being almost tore from his body.

“Oh god someone help me!” Simon shouted in terror. His muscles already weak from Quins initial assult were unable to lift him out of the pool his hands slipping on the the pool edge. 

More and more pressure was being put on his sack and Simon could feel the roots of his balls tearing as well as the sides of his scrotum.

Shouting at the top of his lungs he could only just see Quin at the other side of the outdoor pool through the doors. Blissfully unaware of his nearing emasculation.

Suddenly the pools pump kicked into overdrive.

RIPPPP!

Simons scrotum had torn off including the cords connecting his testicles to his body sending them down the drains and into the sewers never to be seen again.

Overwhelmed with pain Simon fell into a desd faint unable to handle the pain.

It wasn’t until a couple minutes later that Quin found him done with her morning checks of the outdoor pool