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Ashkii was curious. When he found himself in a new town he could explore for hours, taking in all the sights. He was allowed to wander off on his own, away from his parent. He was trained in the warriors way and he was expected to be able to defend himself. No amount of training would be able to destroy his sense of wonder in seeing new things. It was on one of his explorations that he found himself on his own and in what seemed to he an underpopulated part if the village he was passing through. He was a bit concerned but his fears were lessened when he heard boys laughing.

He made his way to them and saw three boys, all a bit older than him. They all had dark ebony skin and all wore colorful skirts down to their knees. It was standard attire for this village. Ashkii greeted them, his shirt fur skirt failing to cover his privates. The boys all snickered. They all were used to minimal clothing, but Ashkii was pretty much naked. His pieces of fur allowing many peeks at his crotch. "Dont look at his skin too closely, you could go blind in the sunlight!" They all laughed. " Anouther continued "now now, dont be rude to a woman we just met." The third tried to continue with another joke but failed to do so as he was laughing too hard, only managing to stammer out "its small."

Ashkii was dejected and silently turned around to leave. The boys rushed forward and blocked Ashkiis path. He tried to walk past again but the boys wouldn't budge. "You cant he leaving so soon." One said as he pushed him. As Ashkii stumbled he was caught by another boy who shoved him again in the opposite direction. Ashkii looked up at one and said "Please stop. If I fight you for real I'll most likely crush your balls and I really dont want to."

"I... what." One said. He expected a lot of responses but the sincerity he said that line made him worry he actually ment it for a moment. He collected himself. This outsider was smaller and outnumbered. He dares to threaten us? His shock turned to anger as he raised his hand and slapped Ashkii. "You dont come into our home and threaten us." He said sternly. A boy behind Ashkii smirked "remember what he said he would do to us?" Before Ashkii could really comprehend what was said he felt another sharp pain. He felt bare skin collide with the underside of his balls. He had been kicked there before, many times in fact, but the pain was always intense. Ashkii was brought up to his toes by the force of the kick, his meager clothing offering virtually no protection. His mouth went wide. He tried to keep it shut to block out the whimper he let out. He put his hands between his legs to cover his aching organs. Again all the boys laughed.

"Nice shot." One said.

"Thanks, they were hard to hit. They were so small that I almost-" but he was cut off by a loud smacking noise. With a flat hand Ashkii slapped the boy who kicked him in the crotch. Penis and balls were both hit by the attack and he fell silent trying to stifle the pain. Before any others could react Ashkii reached his hand and grabbed the crotch of another boy. He found one testicle and gave it a sharp squeeze and a tug. As he let go the boy fell onto the ground.

Before he could do anymore he felt another sharp pain between his legs. The last boy had tried to down Ashkii with another kick between the legs from behind. With his back turned he allowed himself a moment to make a pained face. He pulled himself together and managed to turn and in a practiced motion brought his foot up between the legs of the boy. Ashkii was surprised when his foot touched bare skin. The bully went cross eyed and slumped to the side whimpering to himself.

Ashkii looked to the boy he slapped. He was still standing and had a hand covering his balls. Ashkii rushed forward and put his hands on the boys shoulders. He pushed until his back hit a wall. The impact jostled the boy and he released his grip on his jewels. Ashkii saw his opening and raised his knee between his legs. Once again he could tell he was making contact with bare skin. He kneed the boy again and again, each time he grunted with effort. He used all of his strength to drive his knee until the boy slumped and curled into a ball on the ground.

Ashkii put one hand on his sore nuts. He could never get used to the pain. But he looked around and saw three attackers on the ground, defeated. He couldn't help but smile. He really was becoming a great warrior. He began to hop up and down, his hand still covering his testicles and his small penis flopping freely. He thought to himself "I beat three guys at once all by myself! Im so cool."

When he calmed down he exhaled. He knew now what he had to do. When someone attacked you then you should kill or ruin them. He knew he didnt need to but he wanted to do right by his parent and follow in their example. He walked over to the kicked boy. He pulled away his hands from his crotch and lifted his skirt. The boy could only let out a weak "what are you-" before Ashkii put his feet on the boys balls. He shifted his weight so they would be focused entirely on his nuts. The boy let out pained groans as his developing manhood was becoming compressed. Ashkii found this was the easiest way to pop balls, but it still made him feel uneasy. Out of sympathy because be know how bad ballbusting could hurt and because it felt gross. With and almost audible crunch the material in the boys testicles gave out and were crushed flat. Ashkii stepped off and limply waved his hand. "Its like stepping on a cockroach. "

"You're crazy" the squeezed boy said as he tried to limp away. Ashkii caught up behind him and reached up both hands up his skirt. He grabbed each ball between his fingers and thumbs. He felt the warm skin surrounding each testicle. He then began to squeeze as hard as he could. Ashkii hated this method but it was all he could think to do at the time and he had to commit. The boy became hysterical and begged to be let go. Ashkii kept on his offensive and didnt let up. Each ball was beginning to become deformed. The boy fell down on his knees and then his face was in the dirt, his ass now the only thing up. His begs of mercy replaced with nonsensical half words. Finally one ball gave way and fell flat. Ashkii could feel the meat in the balls splatter. He stifled a shutter and moved both hands to the remaining ball. It was much more easy to destroy this one when both hands working together. When testicular destruction was completed Ashkii grabbed his balls. He knew his were fine but feeling balls being crushed is something he never got used to. He just wanted to double check that at least his were ok.

He turned to the kneed boy. He as unconscious. Ashkii lifted his skirt and grabbed his ankles. He lifted them up and put his foot on his ballsack. He felt around hut he only found one. He kept feeling around until he realized that he must have destroyed one when he was kneeing. He felt a ting of pride. He really was getting strong. Ashkii was brought back to reality when he knew he had to finish the job. He raised his foot and stomped down on the remaining testicle with all his might. After a few stomps he just went back to putting all his weight on one foot. It took some time but the ball soon went completely flat.

Ashkii let go of the ankles and walked off. He was eager to tell his parent about what happened. How tough he was and how many balls he popped. With his head held high he stepped over the groaning body of the bully and left.