Cookies & Kicks
Story by MochaTaylor on SoFurry
Imported from SF2 with no description.
Cookies & Kicks
DISCLAIMER: M/F Ballbusting story. This story is a complete work of fiction. It features cock and ball torture. Reader's discretion is advised.
Ashley amused herself as she went through the racks of clothing at the local thrift store. Sliding along each article of clothing as nothing seemed to be taking her fancy. Kristen, Ashley's friend who was standing there watching her, was a little annoyed that her time was slowly being wasted as she looked on as her bleach blonde friend slowly slid another dress along the rack.
Ashley could feel the raven haired girl staring daggers into her back. With a smile on her pretty face she looked at her.
“Well?" Kristen asked in a snappy manner.
Ashley, without even turning her head to look at the clothes she was browsing through slid a few more across the rack quickly before holding up a short brown skirt as if she omnipotently knew it was there.
“This. This'll work." she stated.
Kristen's face changed. She looked like she was about to scream before she calmed herself. She moved her glasses up and pinched the bridge of her nose, Ashley was clearly just trying to agitate her.
“We have been in this store for HOURS. And this is what you have to show me? We could have been job hunting all this time." Kristen angrily whispered at her friend, trying to not draw attention to her flustered self.
Ashley and Kristen were both in college, though they have been tight on money for a while ever since the juice bar they used to work at closed down and left them unemployed.
“I've got a plan." Ashley stated, the smile never dropping off her face.
She pressed the skirt to Kristen's waist. The skirt was short, showing off plenty of thigh. “Perfect, that's exactly what we want. Help me find another one and matching t-shirts." Ashley said.
After another hour both girls were in the same changing room, one more willing than the other as Ashley was stripping down Kristen to her matching black cotton bra and panties, showing off her curvy, pale body.
“Stop it, Ashley!"
“See that?" Ashley said, lightly pinching one of Kristen's thick, pale thighs, “Men love pale skin! You are going to be perfect for this."
Ashley worked through Kristen's constant grumbling and complaining till both girls were wearing matching outfits. A light brown short skirt with a matching light brown shirt with the bottom knotted to show off their slim tummies. With badges pinned to their shirts they looked like girl scouts. More mature and whorish dressed girl scouts without the scarves.
“This is PERFECT!" Ashley squealed out giddily as she snapped a selfie in the mirror with Kristen who stood there like an angry looking plank of wood as her friend next to her was changing poses and making different faces for each new snapshot.
“We got this." Ashley said, smiling bright as she uploaded the photos to social media.
“Okay. We look like strippers, you got your selfie. Can we please go to the burger joint before the vacancies there get filled." Kristen said, seeming to calm down a bit as she looked at herself in the mirror. She was impressed with how well she filled out the outfit. Her long pale legs are on display along with her trimmed stomach and the shirt being knotted was pushing her bust up nicely.
Ashley on the other hand was more tanned since she played a lot of sports, she spent more time outside. Her body was more toned but just as curvy. Her tanned skin made her bleach blond hair and sky blue eyes really stand out.
Ashley, who hadn't stopped smiling since they got in the shop, looked at Kristen in the mirror. “I told you, you were hot for a bookworm." she giggled.
Before Kristen could respond, Ashley put her finger to her lips to shush her and look into her dark blue eyes, “Alright. I got a plan and you're going to hate it, but trust me on this. With these outfits," Ashley paused to spin around, showing it off, “we are going to sell cookies at higher prices to desperate men and virgins. The suburbs are full of them!"
Ashley folded her arms under her large breasts, proud of her plan. Kristen blinked, then her brow knit, Ashley knew what that meant.
“Are you serious?! This is the stupidest idea ever. There is no way this is going to work! All you've done is make me look like a slu-"
“I've already got the cookies." Ashley cut her off in a sing-song tone.
Kristen's face changed to one of non-amusement, “How?" she asked in a flat tone.
“Well, remember when the juice bar closed down and we still had all those promotional cookies we never sold?"
Kristen waited for her to finish.
“Well let's say I convinced Ken that I could use them. All we need to do is sell 'em and pocket all the change." Ashley finished, moving her hands to her hips.
Kristen just sighed.
“This damn thing is too short." Kristen complained as the wind blew her skirt up, flashing her panties to anyone looking in her direction. She quickly held it down with one hand to stop the free peep show she was giving.
“It's just enticing the thirsty boys to keep buying our goods." Ashley snickered as she sat on the back on the red wagon, counting all the cash they had gotten so far.
“This would be a bit easier if you got your fat ass off the wagon!" Kristen grunted, pulling it behind her.
“Your chubby thighs need the work out." Ashley laughed back before tucking the wad of cash into her bra as they approached the next house.
They stopped at the front door and adjusted themselves, pushing their breasts up more, showing off plenty of cleavage before ringing the doorbell.
Ashley and Kristen's faces fell a bit as the door opened, revealing an overweight guy in his early 30's, wearing a video game t-shirt covered in stains. His fat face was covered in acne and a neckbeard. His eyes instantly went wide as he saw the ladies on his doorstep.
Ashley was always a professional when it came to making money so she only saw this as a challenge. A fat, gross, greasy challenge.
“Hey, hot stuff! Clearly your girlfriend isn't home so maybe you'd be interested in something else sweet to fill your time?" Ashley asked in an overly girly tone.
His face was still caught in surprise. Before Ashley could finish her opening honeypot pitch he cut her off.
“Are you girls cosplaying The Super Sailor Scouts?!" he asked, sounding out of breath.
Ashley had no idea what this total loser was talking about so she looked to Kristen who was well versed in nerd culture. Kristen's eyes shined a bit as it was her time to shine.
“You bet we are, champ!" Kristen replied to him, doing her best cute voice as she struck a pose from the show. “Wait till you see what Super-Duper stuff we've got for you!"
“Woooow! I can't believe it! I've watched every episode like twenty times!" he gushed, almost drooling as he looked at Kristen's lovely body.
Ashley did her best to swallow back the bile rising into her mouth from this complete dork. “You betcha! And we've got a Super Duper Sailor Scout-a-riffic deal for you today!" Ashley said as she bent over at the waist, giving the guy a great look at her large, tanned rear in a thong as she picked up a box of cookies to show him.
“We are selling cookies for a fundraiser and you look like the kind of strong alpha who would be interested in buying some to me." she said with a wink.
Kristen struck another pose from the show, making Ashley roll her eyes. “Take a look at these great offers, champ! Only for the best Super Sailor Scout Field Marshals like yourself!" Kristen added, wheeling the wagon up closer.
“We have Nut Butters, Honey Nutted Fritters, Long Finger Snaps and Cookies and Nut Crunch." Kristen said, holding up each box to show him.
On the last one, Ashley and Kristen moved in close together, pressing their breasts against the box to really seal the deal. “I'm sure a big boy like you would love to get these sweet things in your mouth." Ashley winked again, sending flutters straight his his fat encased heart.
The guy started breathing heavily, his mouth opened and closed as if to say something but his eyes just rolled up in his head as he groaned out weirdly. The two girls looked at each other confused before they noticed the throbbing tent in his trousers as well as the growing wet spot. The boy fell on his back, moaning and twitching.
“Are you fucking serious?! Did this loser just cum in his pants?!" Ashley yelled, the loving expression turning to one of rage in an instant.
Kristen just sighed, turning to put the box of cookies back in the wagon knowing they weren't getting a sale here.
“You fucking loser!" Ashley screamed again, stepping forward and swinging her foot right between his legs as he laid on the ground, Smashing the toe of her heel into his crotch. The pointed toe of her high heel skillfully connected with his testicles, crushing them against his pelvis with a satisfying crunch sound.
“My power orbs!" He wailed, his voice cracking badly. He came in his pants again, gagging and coughing from the pain as he tried to reach over his huge gut to grab his crotch.
“More like pathetic peas!" the blonde snapped at him before flicking her hair over her shoulder and going to catch up with Kristen who was already walking to the next house.
The front door was left open so they could still see and hear the fat idiot lying on the floor clutching himself.
Ashley skipped up to Kristen, “You didn't have to kick him." Kristen said.
“I know, but it made me feel better." she said, sticking her tongue out. "Though I don't think I'm ever going to wear these shoes again since they touched him. Ugh." she added while still skipping up the path to the next house, this one much larger with a nice garden. Sitting in the driveway was a freshly waxed and buffed sportscar.
“Whoa! This guy must be loaded!" Ashley said, getting giddy as she was already imagining the dollar bills.
As they walked up to the front door, Ashley looked over at Kristen, “Let's try and go all out on this guy." she said before rolling up the top of her skirt, making it an inch shorter as her friend did the same.
The girls took some time to quickly adjust themselves, making sure they were perfect, even touching up their makeup.
“Remember. Smile." Ashley told Kristen before putting a big smile on her face and reaching for the doorbell.
But before Ashley could ring it, the door opened, standing there was a surprised elderly gentleman with his car keys in hand.
“Oh?" he said, before getting a better look at the two ladies and letting out a lower, “Oh." clearly liking what we saw.
Ashley flashed the biggest and toothy smile she could, sticking her chest out as far as she could, “Wow! I had no idea such a young stud lived here! You look like a man with an appetite to me, like you really love to sink your teeth into things!" Ashley laid her charm on thick.
During this, Kristen sat on the wagon, a leg on each side as Ashley continued, “And we have just the thing for you. Our cookies are the sweetest and juiciest thing you can get your mouth on. And trust me, I'd know." she said as she reached down and picked up a box of cookies that was between Kristen's legs. With the box gone it revealed Kristen's panty clad camel toe that her tiny skirt didn't cover. This made the old man smile happily.
“Trust me, sir. They are mouth wateringly good! I could eat them all day long." the raven haired beauty purred out.
Ashley held the box up to the man so he could see. The picture was two peanuts cracked in half with peanut butter oozing out of them, “These Peanut Busters are absolutely the perfect blend of sweet and savory." the blonde said, wiggling her eyebrows after.
“Well," the old man said, looking at the box, finally tearing his eyes off the girls. “Those certainly look delicious. Though nowhere near as lovely as the angels selling them." he said with a chuckle.
“I think those might affect my diabetes, can I have those more plain looking ones there." the old man pointed to a box on the wagon but as he did he dropped the car keys he was holding in his hands on the floor.
“Oh how clumsy of me." he said with fake surprise, “Might one of you young, lovely ladies be able to get those for me, my back isn't what it used to be."
“Of course!" Ashley giggled, turning around and bending over to grab the keys off the ground.
As she did the old man shot his hand forward, giving her tanned rear a hard spank, making it jiggle a bit. “Yes. Just as firm as it looks." the old man said and started squeezing her rear. “You know, you girls have much better things you could be selling."
As Ashley was still bent over she grabbed another box of cookies from the wagon and winked at Kristen.
“I agreed, these Dry Nut Crunches would be much better for your diabetes." Ashley said before ramming the box up through her open legs, into the groin of the old man.
“Oooh!" the man groaned out, his thighs closing around the box that hit his jewels and holding it between his legs. “My stones… You bratty cun-!"
The old man was cut off as Kristen lept from the wagon. While she wasn't as athletic as Ashley, all those self defense classes her mother made her take paid off. Kristen executed a perfect front kick, her foot crashed through the box of cookies and crushed the man's already sore balls even more, ramming them into his pelvis as the force of the kick lifted the heels of his feet off the ground.
The old man's face was frozen in a state of shock. Kristen pulled her foot back making broken cookie crumbs fall out of the hole her high heel made in the box. The old man started to let out a low groan of male agony before his thighs finally let the ruined box drop to the floor and his hands made their way to his shattered manhood.
“No you don't!" Ashley said, her hand making her way to his groin first, seizing his jewels and giving them a hard squeeze, making another crunch of testicular collapse as she dug her nails into them.
She grinned from the sound then fished in his back pocket, pulling out his bulging wallet and tossing it into their wagon. Ashley moved the man to the side of the door, his loose fitting track pants made the next part easy.
“This is for trying to call us cunts." she seethed, pulling on the man's genitals, making them stretch out as far as she could before Kristen leaned over her, grabbing the door handle and slamming the front door shut on the man's testicles, trapping the length of his scrotum in the door.
Even though it was muffled on the other side of the door, the howl of agony was still almost ear splitting. The girls took turns kicking the old man's gonads that were stuck outside of the door, each one earning another scream of pain from the man.
“That's the way the cookie crumbles, you disgusting old pervert!" Ashley said as she spat on the old man's badly swollen sack.
“I can't believe he groped you like that. Hopefully we kicked his old balls into dust." Kristen replied.
Another big grin spread across Ashley's face as she picked up the car key off the ground, spinning them around her finger as she gave her friend that 'knowing' look. Kristen just nodded.
Both girls were in their newly acquired sports car, speeding through the streets. Their hair flowing and whipping around as the wind knocked it about.
“Ugh.. These are awful." Kristen said, spitting the mouthful of chewed up cookie back into the box before tossing it out of the car.
“I know! Why do you think they didn't sell?" Ashley laughed as she drifted around a corner.
They blasted the radio in the car, dancing in their seats as they happily argued about the things they were going to spend their money on.
The end.