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It was a beautiful day in the park, and a beautiful day to explore the structural limits of one well-worked pair of dragon testicles.

T'lak sat nervously on one corner of a picnic blanket, his legs spread wide to accommodate the two dragonesses who were currently on their hands and knees inspecting his junk. On one side was Sha'Ria, the experienced ballbuster who had spent the last two weeks repeatedly pounding his balls into pancakes as she drained them dry. On the other side was his girlfriend Ajani, the love of his life and cocktease extraordinaire, currently with her snout wrapped around the first few inches of his thick cock. Both naked females had their claws wrapped threateningly around his fat spunk-makers, as Sha'Ria began to give Ajani a hands-on lesson in how to crush a testicle as thoroughly as possible without turning it to paste.

"Sweet!" Sha'Ria was beaming with eager energy, wiggling her ass back and forth with excitement as she instructed her new pupil. "Okay, first things first: we're gonna start with a Quiver. You two must have done that before at least a FEW times, right?"

"Mm...?" Ajani's mouth was full of dragon dick, but her murmur of reply was clearly hesitant.

T'lak looked down at his girlfriend nervously. "I mean...Ajani's made my nuts quiver once or twice...?"

"TWICE?" Raj interjected from the other side of the picnic blanket, almost offended. Sha'Ria's blue-balled boyfriend had a front-row seat to observe the action, positioned directly behind the two red dragonesses as they prepared to annihilate T'lak's heavy testicles. Raj's denied dick was currently wrapped in a coil of Ajani's tail, drooling precum as he ogled the naked beauties who were bent over in front of him. "T'lak, you've been dating a red dragoness for YEARS, and she's only made your nuts Quiver TWICE?!"

Ajani let her man's cock slip from her snout with a quiet POP, looking down anxiously at her boyfriend's junk. "Y-yeah, I always back off as soon as it happens--"

"UGH, GODS. You're both so CONSERVATIVE." Shari shook her head, clearly disappointed. "Well hey, after today you and T'lak are gonna feel comfortable making his balls Quiver as often as you want, alright? Just do like me: get a good grip on his nut, then start squeezing. And again: as long as we take it slow, we are NOT gonna pop either of his balls, so do NOT worry about neutering your boyfriend."

"I doooouuuuaaaaaaaah!" gasped T'lak, his reply morphing into a prolonged moan as Shari unceremoniously clamped down on his left testicle. The swollen orb was already squishy from repeated abuse, and it warped like a donut around her fingers, as though she were trying to punch a hole through the center of his gonad with her short, sharp claws.

Sha'Ria chuckled. "Hang in there stud, I promise we'll make this worth your while."

Ajani hesitated. "So I just, uh...?"

"Crush his ball!" encouraged the larger dragoness with a nod, as T'lak's tortured left testicle already began to tremble in her skillful grip. "It's easier than you think." She bumped her snout against the side of the male's erection, which continued to throb and pulse despite the growing danger below. "And hey, if you wanna thank T'lak for being so cooperative, why don't you help me make out with his dick while we flatten his nuts, eh?"

Ajani felt a little tremor of something run through her. It felt awfully nice to be back with her boyfriend after two weeks apart, and awfully good to see his cock begging for attention, just a few inches from her face. It felt right to heft his sac in her claws too -- comforting, almost, to have her partner by the balls once more. And as the dragoness began to pinch T'lak's right nut between her fingers, cautiously increasing the pressure, that fat nugget of masculinity starting to rearrange itself in her grip...well, to be honest, that was the most satisfyingly familiar feeling of all. It felt right. It felt VERY right...

Behind Ajani, Raj tried not to moan, his toeclaws curling as the dragoness's tail squeezed gently around his steel-hard shaft. The horny rat was doing his best not to stare at the two round dragon asses presented right in front of him, or at the glistening tip of his own aching cock, shiny from tension and from a steady drip of pure precum. Instead, he looked at T'lak. He didn't have a clear view of exactly what was happening between the dragon male's legs, but from the distressed expression on T'lak's face and from his own painful past experiences with Sha'Ria, Raj could make some well-educated guesses about the state of T'lak's testicles.

"Gods," wheezed T'lak, his naked body already taut with agony. Sha'Ria's fingers had immediately sunk DEEP into the heart of his left nut, and Ajani's fingers were rapidly sinking into its twin, causing waves of nutache and nausea to reverberate through the male's groin. Meanwhile, Ajani planted a wet, encouraging kiss on one side of the male's straining erection, and Sha'Ria leaned in to join her cockteasing friend on the opposite side, sliding her tongue around the tip of T'lak's mighty cock to gather up any stray drops of pre. The dragon let out a wordless sound of struggle, his well-drained spunk-tanks doing their best to churn up a fresh load even as they were steadily crushed out of shape.

"Pleasure is a GREAT way to extend a guy's pain threshold," noted Sha'Ria between licks. T'lak's cock throbbed against the side of her snout, hot and hard, as it had so many times over the past two weeks. "Suck a guy's dick well enough, and you can do just about ANYTHING to his balls. Ain't that right, Raj?"

The rat groaned. "I think it's more that I can't escape once my nuts are in your claws."

"Oh?" The larger dragoness glanced back over her shoulder, even as she continued to flatten T'lak's left 'nad between her fingers. "So I DON'T need to let you cum down my throat when I decide I wanna pop your balls?"

Raj groaned in frustration, thinking back to the last time that Sha'Ria had drained his nuts. His rock-hard erection gave another plaintive throb from inside the coil of Ajani's tail, his blue balls aching at the thought of his girlfriend gulping down his pent-up load AND at the thought of yet another neutering in her claws. "F-fuck, Shari, you know what I mean--!"

Ajani hadn't been paying too much attention to her rodent companion, but she paused as she felt the rat's cock give several more forceful throbs of suppressed desire against her tail. "Don't cum..." she reminded him helpfully.

"YUP, GOT IT," growled Raj through gritted teeth -- though of course, the reminder not to blow his load immediately brought to mind the image of what it WOULD be like to blast two weeks of semen across Ajani's backside, coating her upraised ass in rope after rope of sticky spunk. In sympathy, his member gave one more hard throb, firing off a shot of precum with enough force to splatter across Ajani's ankle.

The sensation of something wet splashing against her bare scales only made Ajani more suspicious. Though her focus remained locked on T'lak's right nut -- the dragoness REALLY did not want to accidentally burst one of her boyfriend's balls -- she barked out another warning. "Hey, that better not be--"

"IT'S NOT CUM," Raj assured her, balls boiling and dick harder than steel. "GGHHH. Believe me, it is DEFINITELY not cum. Gods, my fucking nuts--"

"Good." Satisfied, Ajani returned her full attention to her boyfriend's junk, bearing down on his trembling gonad and wrapping her lips back around the first few inches of his thick cock with an audible slurp.

Sha'Ria grinned. Her friend Ajani had always been a bit on the gentle side, so it was nice to see her exercising a bit of authority when the situation demanded it. Self-confidence and resolve were definitely skills that would come in handy when pushing T'lak's balls to the breaking point.

Speaking of which, T'lak's left ball was now at a healthy Quiver between Sha'Ria's tightly-clenched fingers. The dragon's crushed orb trembled violently in place, looking for all intents and purposes like it was about to explode.

"Gawds," T'lak croaked, his voice thick with uniquely male agony. His time with Shari had helped him to develop a BIT more tolerance for nut-squishing, but there was a big difference between the brief ball-flattening power of a solid kick or knee and the prolonged testicular trauma of two gorgeous women using your gonads like a pair of stressballs. Every male instinct told him to cover up and protect his manhood, but he fought to keep his hands clenched at his sides as Sha'Ria and Ajani thoroughly mauled his dragon-makers, his well-worked nutmeat squishing out from between their many sharp claws. After all, hadn't years of ball ache brought him and Ajani even closer together? If he could hold himself together through months of endless edging, surely he could hang tough through just a few minutes of getting his balls crushed.

"Mmm!" Ajani's eyes shot open in surprise as she felt her boyfriend's ball begin to Quiver ever-so-gently in her vice-like grip. Immediately she eased off the pressure, making sure not to accidentally damage anything, and she swallowed down a few more inches of her man's cock in apology--

"Hey!" Shari interrupted with a frown. "Don't stop there, keep squeezing!"

"Mmphmm mrrffr?" replied Ajani around her boyfriend's dick.

Sha'Ria nodded encouragingly. "Yes, even harder. I want you to match me, alright? Look how much MY nut is Quivering!"

Ajani glanced over at her lover's other trapped testicle, her breath catching in her throat as she saw how vigorously it trembled in her friend's skilled grip. T'lak's red-scaled scrotum bulged between Sha'Ria's tightly-clenched claws, his once-round left nut now distorting outwards in three different directions. His ball was looking less ball-like by the second...but Sha'ria certainly didn't look worried about it, and the half-crushed orb was clearly still intact. Maybe T'lak's balls really WERE sturdier than Ajani had given them credit for.

And so, the dragoness did as she had been told. With a quick and silent prayer, Ajani plunged both of her thumbs even deeper into the heart of her boyfriend's right testicle, digging further into his gonad than she had ever done before.

T'lak immediately let out another strangled noise of distress, his dick throbbing hard against Ajani's tongue as she brought his other ball to an equally impressive Quiver. Both of his testicles were now taut bulges of nutmeat, crushed significantly out of shape, struggling to survive through two brutal squeezes from two gorgeous dragonesses. "My BALLS," moaned the male, his gut doing somersaults as his fat spunk-makers were subjected to a near-neutering amount of pressure. "Gods, my fucking BALLS--!"

"Heyyyy, now THAT'S a proper Quiver!" Sha'Ria beamed proudly. "I knew you had it in ya!"

T'lak let out a guttural groan. His balls hadn't been THIS flat since...well, since Sha'Ria had stomped them into pancakes doing her modified Dragon's Pose just a few days earlier, and his poor orbs were still recovering from that thorough nut-scrambling. The ache echoing outwards from his scrambled spuds was deep and resonant, familiar and yet foreign -- a bit like the explosion of nausea that occurred when a good hard kick from Ajani caught one of his testicles and truly crushed it against the bone of his pelvis, but stretched out across long, long seconds as the two naked beauties in front of him maintained their agonizing grips.

"Mmmph...!" gasped Ajani around her lover's length, shivering as she felt T'lak's fat nut tremble between her claws. It was the first time she had ever maintained a Quiver for more than a brief moment, and gods was it an intoxicating sensation. Her boyfriend had never been quite this vulnerable in front of her before, and there was no denying that his loving submission to her was a very, VERY big turn-on. The female squeezed her thighs together, the heat between her legs growing by the second.

"It's HOT, right??" Sha'Ria smirked down at the testicle trapped in her own claws, squeezing harder on one side and then the other, watching the trembling orb reshape itself as it tried to escape the agonizing pressure.

SLURP. Ajani came up for air once again, flushed and panting. "It's SO hot," she admitted. She stared for a moment at the swollen testicle quivering in her grip, then up at the towering length of dragon cock twitching just above...then up even higher at her boyfriend's face. Her enthusiasm faltered for a moment as she saw just how much agony he was in.

T'lak's mind was swimming, and the majority of his brainpower was dedicated to processing the flood of pain signals coming from his groin. It took him several seconds to notice Ajani gazing up at him, a mix of arousal and concern clear on her face. At the sight of his beloved, though, the dragon groaned and tried to regain some composure, struggling to put together a coherent sentence. "I...I-I can take it," he wheezed, his voice tight with agony, trying to reassure his lover despite his own growing concerns about his testicular health.

"You sure?" teased Sha'Ria. The experienced ballbuster leaned in for another lick up the length of T'lak's shaft, one heavy breast dragging across the mangled nutmeat that was clenched in her claws.

"Y-yep!" gasped T'lak, his hips jerking slightly in place, his body unable to decide whether to get closer to Shari or to flee in terror. "Gawds...!"

"Fuck," muttered Raj, wincing in sympathy. For all that the rat had experienced the Quiver hundreds of times, he had never sat and watched someone else go through it. It was a humbling experience -- almost enough to distract him from the two weeks of cum still boiling away in his blue balls, and from the two fat dragoness asses shoved in his face. Almost.

Raj's utterance didn't escape Sha'Ria's attention. "You enjoying the show back there?" She wiggled her ass back and forth once again, basking in the attention. The dragoness felt very much in her element, crushing a testicle to its limits and making multiple dicks throb all at once.

"It's a hell of a view," admitted Raj with a groan.

"Well keep it in your balls," warned Sha'Ria, glancing back over her shoulder. "Remember, Ajani and I are the only ones who are allowed to make you cum."

"I-is that how it works now?" the rat coughed, his heavy nuts churning.

"Y-...yeah." Ajani had been momentarily entranced by her boyfriend's nearly-flattened 'nad, but she shook her head, rejoining the conversation. She could feel Raj's length pulsing and drooling against the tip of her tail, and so she loosened her coiled tailtip slightly, taking care not to overstimulate the long-denied rodent and accidentally push him over the edge. "You know the deal, Raj. Hold it."

Raj let out a mournful moan, his veiny cock surrendering another splurt of thickened precum across Ajani's tail and the picnic blanket. He gripped his own thighs in both paws, staring down at his own angry erection for a moment. "Hhhh..."

"Okay, getting T'lak's balls to the Quiver is a GREAT start." Sha'Ria turned her attention back to the matter that was literally at hand. "But now we're gonna move on to the next phase. You ready, Ajani?"

"Y-you mean I'm supposed to squeeze his nut even HARDER?" The dragoness bit her lip, concern and arousal mingling as a drop of wetness trickled down her inner thigh.

"Well yeah, obviously!" Sha'Ria flexed her fingers around T'lak's already-crushed left nut, earning a warbling cry from the beleaguered male. "It's like I said earlier -- other dragonesses will claim that you can't go past the Quiver without popping a nut, but that's cuz they don't have nearly as much experience as I do. I mean, most ladies only get to burst a single ball, right? And most couples do it in Dragon's Pose, so you're also losing your virginity while you halfstrate your man -- which, don't get me wrong, that sounds sexy as FUCK, but it's not the most precise way to obliterate a testicle, you know? I imagine it's hard to notice the finer details of cracking a nut when you're also getting railed for the first time in your life--"

T'lak mewled in agony as Sha'ria idly fiddled with his ball, casually rearranging the contents of his left nut as she spoke. His cock fired off another confused spurt of pre, hard enough to arc over Sha'Ria's shoulder and splash across the small of her back.

"...Heh." The buxom ballbuster leaned in to give T'lak's cock another appreciative slurp. "Point is, the Quiver is just the beginning. Next up is the Stillness."

"The Stillness?"

Shari stuck out her tongue. "It's what it sounds like. Squeeze harder, and eventually his nut will stop Quivering and kinda...go solid, I guess. It's still totally crushed out of shape, but it's no longer, like, trying to squirm out of the way and escape."

"O...kay," Ajani replied, feeling uncertain. Her claws were already buried deeper in her boyfriend's ball than they'd ever been -- so deep that her clawtips could almost touch in the middle of his scrambled egg. The muscles in her forearms were beginning to ache a bit.

"Here -- follow my lead." Sha'Ria narrowed her eyes and tightened her grip, bearing down even harder and digging her thumbclaws into the very heart of T'lak's left nut--

"FUCK." The word leapt from T'lak's throat, his voice cracking between baritone and soprano. His thighs trembled to either side of the two naked dragonesses, his body urging him to slam his legs shut before his already-scrambled eggs could be scrambled any further. Shari was rearranging parts of his left testicle that he hadn't even known existed -- and despite his earlier reassurances, the dragon began to wonder if perhaps he had signed himself up for more than his dragon-makers could handle. "Sh-Shari...are you s-sure you're not going to p--!"

"We're not going to pop your balls," the dragoness told him yet again. "Have some faith, dude! I crush Raj's balls flatter than this, like, every day!"

"Yeah," Raj chimed in sarcastically, "and she's only popped mine fifty-seven times!"

Sha'Ria harrumphed and flexed her claws, earning another wounded mewl from T'lak and a fresh splurt of addled precum across her chest. "Raj, you're lucky Ajani owns your junk right now, cuz otherwise that bit of sass would cost you a ball." She nodded pointedly towards T'lak's right nut. "T'lak's nuts are perfectly safe. Especially if Ajani doesn't start actually squeezing! Come on, girl, snap to it!"

Her pupil took a breath, steeling herself to go further than she had ever gone before. After all, common sense suggested that the Quiver was a dragon ball's breaking point -- its final frantic struggle before total obliteration. Sure, Ajani had FANTASIZED about pushing one of T'lak's nuts past this point, but all of those fantasies had ended with a popped ball, and a wedding, and a happily-ever-after. Now she was apparently just going to casually do it alongside a friend? And that friend was going to teach her how to do it as often as she wanted???

"Ajani!" Sha'Ria interjected once more, kind but firm. "Focus!"

"Right! Right, sorry." The dragoness exhaled, peering down once more at the fat nugget of masculinity that was currently crushed in her fingers. It trembled visibly in her grip, and the female felt her heart flutter in response. Her cheeks felt hot, and her sex felt hotter. Gods, how many orgasms had she had dreaming about a situation like this one? T'lak wasn't the only one on the verge of bursting. Ajani shook her head, trying to regain her composure.

"Good girl." Shari grinned, then nodded downwards towards the distorted dragon-maker speared between her claws. "Now here, take a look at lefty. This is what you're aiming for, alright? Watch what happens as I approach the Stillness..."

"Hhh--...hhh!" A squeal caught in T'lak's throat, several new alarms going off in his brain as his left testicle reached a level of compression that it had never before experienced. "Gggggawdssss!"

Ajani watched raptly, still half-convinced that she was about to watch her boyfriend's ball explode between her friend's fingers. Instead, though, the half-collapsed orb just Quivered faster and faster, its rhythmic trembling speeding up into an ultra-fast blur, until its vibrations reached such a rapid frequency that suddenly it just looked...

...still. T'lak's left nut was clearly under TREMENDOUS pressure, and yet all it once it seemed almost serene: a bulging, shiny mass of dragon testicle, eerily motionless in Sha'Ria's unyielding grip.

It almost looked fake. It certainly didn't look like much of a "ball" anymore, given the various bubbles of nutmeat that were squirting out from between Shari's claws. And yet Ajani knew she was looking at something that was vibrantly, undeniably real -- ultra-real, even, a nearly-doomed nut made all the more alive by its desperate struggle to survive. After all, was there anything more masculine than a fat, cum-stuffed testicle enduring against impossible odds? Was there anything more precious -- or more fragile?

Juices gushed down Ajani's thighs, and instinctively, her own claws began to tighten.

"Hhh!" T'lak's abs went taut as even more nutpain spread through the right side of his abdomen, matching the bone-deep ache that had already spread through his left side. "A-Ajani...!" the male squeaked, surprised by the pitch of his own voice.

"Harder," Shari encouraged.

Ajani nodded, pushing through her hesitation. "I-if you say so..."

"HHhh!"

"Harder," Sha'Ria repeated, leaning in to idly lick some precum from the dragon's iron erection.

"H-...harder?" Ajani echoed back, her resolve faltering as her boyfriend's ball squirmed desperately in her fingers, clearly under great duress. T'lak's testicle looked damn near like a donut, and Ajani honestly felt like her claws were about to punch through the middle--

"It's not gonna pop!" the bigger female insisted.

"You sure?" opined Raj from across the picnic blanket, his own blue balls aching in sympathy. "I think I can hear his nuts collapsing from over here..."

Shari's eyes narrowed, and she made a mental note to pulp her OWN boytoy's nuts at a future date. "It is not," she grumbled, "going to pop. Not if you follow my instructions, Ajani. Now SQUEEZE, damnit!"

"I-if you're gonna do it...ghh!...m-make it quick!" mewled T'lak in misery, his confused cock pumping out another thickened splurt of pre.

The fire in Ajani's loins roared once more, and she knew what she had to do. Despite her fears and despite her aching forearms, the dragoness said a silent prayer, leaned in close, and bore down even harder...

...and felt T'lak's right nut go still.

Or...not still, exactly? The dragon's testicle certainly LOOKED motionless, and Ajani could no longer feel it squirming back and forth in search of a means of escape...but at the same time, Ajani COULD feel it practically buzzing against her fingers, humming with trapped energy like some kind of caged spirit.

It wasn't what Ajani had expected, but it immediately made sense. After all, she had always loved getting the most out of her boyfriend's balls -- making them churn, stuffing them full of pent-up cum, seeing just how heavy and swollen that mighty pair could become in service to her. There was so much raw power packed into those fat, beautiful orbs. And now that she had compressed something so powerful down to its smallest possible size? Well...the raw energy at her fingertips was just explosive.

"Fuck," croaked T'lak, every muscle in his body tensed -- including his dick, which trembled uncertainly in the open air.

"Fuck," moaned Ajani, almost in unison, squeezing her thighs together as her arousal skyrocketed.

Shari grinned triumphantly. "Heyyyy, LOOK at YOU! Congrats on reaching the Stillness, you two!"

"Gawwwds," wheezed T'lak, "my fucking nuuuhuuhhhhhhh--!"

The dragon's cry of pure male agony transitioned into something more confused as his girlfriend descended upon his dick, devouring the entire thick length in one needy GULP. Ajani's sex was dripping, and she was desperate to reach down and rub herself to an orgasm or three -- but with both of her hands occupied crushing T'lak's testicle out of shape, she was forced to redirect that flood of horny energy to the nearest available outlet, and the towering dick just a few inches from her snout was the obvious choice. Ajani swallowed that monster like she was trying to suck it off T'lak's body, her eyelids fluttering as hot spurts of pre hit the back of her throat. T'lak gasped and shuddered, twitching in place, his hips shaking as pleasure and pain swirled and mixed inside him.

"Whoaaa there girl, slow down a bit -- we don't wanna make him cum just yet." Sha'Ria shook her head sagely, speaking from years of experience. "Worst way to end a BB session is to bust a nut too quickly. You're a cocktease, you oughta know that!"

"Mm--...mmmph?" Ajani whined, clearly reluctant to surrender her mouthful of dragon cock...but reluctantly she pulled back, inch after inch of saliva-slicked meat re-emerging from her snout. She lingered for a moment as she reached the tip, swirling her tongue around the head to collect all the precum she could...

Sha'Ria watched in amusement. It was oddly satisfying to watch Ajani get so carried away, given how well-composed the dragoness usually kept herself. Truly there was no more effective way for a gal to loosen up than by loosening up her man's balls a bit.

With a wet slurp, Ajani finally set her boyfriend's dick free. "S-sorry," she stuttered, clearly still distracted by the urge to keep sucking dick. "I'm just...I mean...fucking HELL, Shari!"

The dragoness grinned. "I thought you'd enjoy it. Pretty special, right?"

"Hhhooo...ooaaa...aaaaahhh...!" T'lak's warbling cry wasn't a scream, exactly, but it certainly had the spirit of one. The dragon was doing his best to maintain some version of composure, but it was taking every bit of willpower that he could summon to sit still and let his two companions maul his manhood. The urge to reach out and grab Ajani or Sha'Ria by the horns was overwhelming -- and yet the male kept his white-knuckled fists clenched at his sides, fearful that any sudden, violent movements might result in an equally sudden and violent neutering. Instead he simply sat and mewled, his dick firing haphazard shots of precum across the two curvy dragonesses as they continued to steadily crush the life out of his testicles.

Shari, on the other hand, looked more happy and relaxed than ever. "Isn't it fuckin' hot?" The female sighed contentedly, savoring the sensation of an about-to-burst dragon nut bulging between her fingers. For all that she looked forward to reclaiming Raj's rat-makers and popping them as often as she pleased, it had been awfully nice to spend these past two weeks sinking her claws into a fat pair of dragon balls -- the first time she'd had a pair of red dragon nuts to call "hers" in years. "Like, don't get me wrong, I LOVE a good Quiver, but the Stillness is...mmph. Makes my pussy tingle every time."

"Y-yeah," answered Ajani shakily, "I--...gods, I think that almost made me cum!"

"Well then, just imagine how good it feels to crush a guy's balls this flat while you're riding his dick." Shari stuck out her tongue. "Seriously, when you reach the Stillness, a guy gets HARD. It's like his dick's trying to convince you not to neuter him."

A quiet whimper slipped from Ajani's lips, more juices dripping down her inner thigh. T'lak's cock did look as hard as she had ever seen it -- and that was after Shari had spent the last two weeks wringing his balls dry. Ajani could only imagine how much harder and thicker her boyfriend's cock might be if he hadn't cum for a couple of months, too...

"So...you're starting to get a feel for things now, right?" Shari leaned over, peering closely at what had once been T'lak's right testicle as it bulged outwards from Ajani's vice-like grip. "Take a second, and really focus on how it feels between your fingers."

Ajani gave a flustered nod, trying to ignore the raging fire between her legs and focus all her attention on her boyfriend's carefully flattened bollock. After all, she really WAS pushing his nuts further than they had ever gone before, and the last thing she wanted was to accidentally turn one into peanut butter -- no matter how many times she had idly fantasized about that exact scenario.

"Good! Good." Sha'Ria turned back to the once-plump left nut that was currently scrambled in her own fingers. Gently she wiggled her thumbclaws back and forth, as though to ensure she had rearranged every last drop of unspent spunk inside the flattened orb. "Remember this feeling, alright? This is what you should ALWAYS aim for, in my opinion. As long as you know what you're doing, you can bring a guy's balls to the Stillness as often as you want, and they'll recover just fine. Plenty of swelling, obviously, but nothing permanent. There's no reason you couldn't crush T'lak's nuts this flat ten times a day!"

Ajani inhaled sharply, half-dizzy with lust at the thought. "R-right."

T'lak warbled something unintelligible, his clenched fists trembling at his sides. His entire world had been reduced to the two dragonesses between his legs, and the two fat plums that were crushed in their claws. And it still seemed entirely possible that those dragonesses might reduce those plums to pudding before Shari's lesson was through.

Indeed, Shari wasn't done just yet. "Okay. So that's the Stillness. And that means we've got just ONE more level of nut-flattening to try out before we wrap up this tutorial."

"There's even more?" Ajani squeaked, almost panicked at the thought.

"There's always more," groaned Raj wearily. His cock fired off another splurt of thickened pre, twitching angrily as he imagined burying himself balls-deep in Ajani's dripping sex...

That did little to calm down Ajani. "Shari, I-I don't wanna burst his balls--"

"We're not gonna burst his balls!!" the dragoness insisted yet again, with a small harrumph of frustration. "How many times do I hafta say it? I kept him intact for two dang weeks, I'm not about to pulp his plums right before I give him back to you."

Ajani was breathing hard. "I--...hhhh. I just...Shari, I really don't know if we should risk it--"

"Shhhhhhhh." The more experienced dragoness attempted to reassure her flustered friend, leaning over to gently press her own bare shoulder against Ajani's. "Hey. T'lak's not getting neutered today, alright? In fact, here, I know what we'll do -- why don't we try out this last technique on just ONE of his balls, together?"

"...Just one?" Ajani repeated.

Sha'Ria nodded. "Just one. That way, even if we DO accidentally pop his ball -- which, again, we are ABSOLUTELY NOT GOING TO -- well, he'll still have one left! And if anyone asks why he's suddenly missing a ball, well, you can just tell everyone that you decided to elope together!"

"I..." Between the stress and the arousal, Ajani seemed almost overwhelmed. "I mean...that's certainly better than risking a DOUBLE pop..."

"Then it's settled." The dragoness looked up at T'lak. "Hey, stud -- you can have your left nut back now. Still in one piece, just like I promised!"

"Hhaaaaahh!!" T'lak made a wheezing sound like the air being let out of a balloon as Sha'Ria suddenly relinquished her iron grip, releasing his nearly-scrambled testicle. His cock gave another confused throb, spitting two fat blasts of precum across the two naked ballbusters between his legs. The male felt immense relief, sure, but also fresh waves of agony as his thoroughly flattened dragon-maker tried to remember how to reshape itself into an orb again. "FuuUUuuuuckKKk...!" he mewled, one leg twitching as his gonad began to slowly reinflate.

"Don't let go of YOUR nut though, okay Ajani? Keep that grip nice and tight." Shari adjusted her position -- intentionally wiggling her butt a bit for the blue-balled rat that she knew was watching. "I'm coming over to join ya."

Hesitantly, Ajani nodded. She took another slow breath, trying to stay focused on the task at hand. As mind-bendingly hot as the situation was -- and seriously, she was AWFULLY close to cumming at this point -- it was also surprisingly strenuous. Her forearms and shoulders were starting to hurt from the exertion of squeezing so hard for minutes on end. She wondered if this was how Shari seemed to stay in such good shape.

"Fucking hell," croaked T'lak, his voice tight with agony. Jolts of nutache continued to shoot through his gut as his left ball gradually swelled back into its usual shape. Unexpectedly, though, the dragon also felt a small surge of stamina coming from somewhere deep inside of him. Sure, his right nut was still being actively crushed to its breaking point between Ajani's fingers...but in some sense, the testicular trauma had just been cut in half, and somehow that made the ongoing ball-flattening a bit more manageable (if no less painful). It was almost like a second wind for his second ball. His thick cock continued to drool, dribbling a string of addled precum onto Ajani's wrist. "I...I..."

Ajani looked up at her boyfriend anxiously, concerned that she was pushing him too far. She eased off the pressure just a bit, shivering as she felt T'lak's ball start to actively Quiver in her claws once more. "You okay, babe?"

"...I-I can take it," the dragon squeaked once more, his voice a good octave higher than his usual rich baritone. "G-GAWDS, my--...I-I can take it!"

A tremble ran through Ajani from head to tail, her pussy squeezing around nothing as her boyfriend bravely pushed onwards. "F-fuck..." she murmured quietly, her eyes starting to glaze over.

"Ha! Well there you go -- T'lak is onboard!" Sha'Ria gave the male a toothy grin. "Boy, two weeks with me has REALLY upped your ballbusting tolerance, huh?"

"Just make it quick!" he mewled plaintively, his cock firing another splatter of pre across his girlfriend's tits.

Shari chuckled. "Fair enough. Then let's get to it!" The experienced ballbuster had moved her hands to wrap them around Ajani's -- not yet applying any pressure to T'lak's troubled testicle, but ready to assist. She took a moment to size up T'lak's right ball, furrowing her brow and carefully positioning her claws to complement Ajani's already white-knuckled grip. "Seems like we eased off the throttle just a LITTLE bit here, so let me get us back on track..."

The larger dragoness carefully clamped down on the two biggest bubbles of nutmeat that had escaped from Ajani's vice-like grip, her claws sinking into the tender flesh. As she gradually bore down, T'lak's already-trembling testicle seemed to vibrate faster and faster, as though it were trying to wriggle free...until once more the tortured orb went solid between her fingers.

"There we go." Sha'Ria nodded. "We're back at the Stillness."

T'lak's cries immediately climbed in pitch, sliding up into the soprano. "My ball--!" The dragon's voice was barely a whisper, both legs now shaking to either side of Sha'Ria and Ajani as they mauled his defenseless nut. For all that he and his balls had endured through tens of thousands of kicks, knees, stomps, and squeezes, he had never had quite so many sharp claws buried quite so deep in the heart of a single bulging testicle. "Ohhhhh, my fucking BALL--!"

"Gods." Ajani was wide-eyed, thoroughly captivated by the warped nugget of masculinity crushed almost flat between her fingers. The dragoness was impossibly turned on by the sight -- and as though searching for an outlet for that horny energy, she bent forward and swallowed T'lak's length once more, sucking hard as she took him deep into her snout. She moaned wantonly around the throbbing mouthful, an aroused shiver running down her spine.

"Ha! Okay, well yeah, might as well keep him motivated." Sha'Ria carefully adjusted her own grip, searching for the safest angle from which to continue crushing T'lak's nearly-popped 'nad. "Just make sure to stay focused, alright? No letting him cum just yet."

"Mmhmmmm~" Ajani replied sloppily, mouth still stuffed with dragon cock. Her inner thighs were drenched at this point. Her tail twitched involuntarily behind her, squeezing tightly around the base of Raj's denied dick.

"Fuckin' hell," the rat groaned to himself, his cock spitting another short rope of precum. It was taking every ounce of self-control the male had to keep his paws at his sides, rather than jerking off and blowing two weeks of semen across both of the naked dragonesses bent over in front of him, but he knew better than to risk it. After all, if he lost his load NOW, it seemed likely that he would lose his balls shortly afterward.

"The Stillness feels familiar to you at this point, right?" continued Sha'Ria, glancing over at her fellow female.

"Mmmm."

"And if we squeeze any harder than this -- that's where they tell ya a dragon's testicle is supposed to pop, right?"

Ajani shivered again, wishing she had a hand or a tail free to stuff inside her pussy. T'lak's cock was hot and hard against her tongue. "Mmff...m-mmhmm!"

"Well see, that's where they're wrong." Sha'Ria lowered her voice, shifting to a conspiratorial whisper as she prepared to share her juiciest bit of advice yet. "There's still one final warning sign before a guy's nut turns into peanut butter -- and as long as you take things slow and you know what you're doing, it's perfectly safe to push a testicle that far. I call it the Crackle."

With a long, loud slurp, Ajani let her boyfriend's length pop free from her snout. The dragoness took a few deep breaths to steady herself, her heart pounding in her chest as she stared down at the half-crushed dragon testicle clutched in her claws. "The...the Crackle?"

"The Crackle!" The bigger female nodded. "It's like...you know how married gals always describe the experience of popping a nut as having kind of a 'crunch' sound to it? It's just like that, except...uh, quieter I guess?" Sha'Ria also peered down at T'lak's scrambled egg, as though the flattened spunk-maker might have the words she was looking for. "It's less of a sound, and more of a feeling, if that makes sense."

"GODS," croaked T'lak once more, clearly approaching the edge of his sanity. His testicle had moved past Quivering, but the rest of his body most certainly had not. Tremors ran through him, his arms and legs jerking in place as his nervous system was flooded with agony. Despite how thoroughly Sha'Ria had spent the last two weeks emptying his balls, his cock was now pumping out precum by the pint, thoroughly confused about how to process the mortal danger that his right nut was in.

"Whoa, careful there bud!" Sha'Ria looked up as T'lak's leg twitched especially hard, bumping roughly into her thigh. "Ya gotta hold still! Listen, the less you squirm, the less likely we are to accidentally halfstrate ya." She poked her snout against the tip of the dragon's steel erection. "I mean, I know you and Ajani are practically married already, but I'm sure you two would hate to miss out on that whole year of edging before the big burst. Ain't that right, Ajani?"

T'lak just let out a wounded mewl, too overwhelmed to make any kind of reply. Ajani didn't respond either, panting quietly, her rapt gaze flicking back and forth between her boyfriend's all-but-flattened gonad and his towering, throbbing cock.

Sha'Ria chuckled...though there was a nervous note to her laugh. "Haha, uh...okay listen, I'll tell you what. Ajani, you just stay exactly where you are and keep that pressure nice and steady, and I'll go ahead and guide us to the Crackle, alright? We're plenty close, it should only take another moment or two. You still with me, girl?"

The female blinked. "...Y-yeah, okay," she nodded slowly, still clearly quite distracted.

"Good." Sha'Ria leaned forward even further onto her elbows, zeroing in on T'lak's right testicle -- and wiggling her rump behind her as she settled into position. (Behind her, Raj bit back yet another groan, his denied dick continuing to drool.) "So the key to the Crackle is EVEN PRESSURE. You gotta be crushing every part of his nut equally -- if you squeeze too hard in one spot and not hard enough in another, then BOOM, you're gonna end up with a blowout."

"My NUT," warbled T'lak deliriously.

"Yes, yes, we know, your nut's about to pop." The dragoness rolled her eyes. "That's the entire point of the exercise, T'lak. But if you've pulped a couple dozen plums like I have, it's pretty easy to avoid an accident! Let's see, this bubble of nutmeat is biggest one left, so let's take care of that..."

T'lak's already-soprano mewls somehow managed to climb another half-octave, his eyes rolling back into his head as the female continued to casually rearrange his scrambled dragon-maker. The male scrabbled blindly at the dirt, trying to anchor himself against wave after wave of soul-rending testicular agony. "GAWDS!" he croaked, as Sha'Ria clamped her fingers around the largest remaining lump of what had once been his right testicle and neatly pinched it in two.

With a hungry growl, Ajani wrapped her tongue back around her lover's cock, sucking greedily on the first few inches. GODS she had missed her man -- his big beautiful balls and his big beautiful cock. The combined feeling of his dick throbbing against her tongue and his nut squishing between her claws was just indescribably good.

"Oooh, yeah." Sha'Ria bit her lip, closing her eyes as she let the tactile sensations guide her. She rarely took such care when she was fishing around inside of Raj's rat-makers, but keeping T'lak's gonad intact seemed worth a bit of extra caution. Besides, there was something almost meditative about taking things so slow. It filled her with a steady, comforting heat, as opposed to the burning arousal that usually tore through her when she was stomping Raj's 'nads into jelly. She wondered if perhaps she should have spent more of the past two weeks exploring T'lak's testicles like this: really getting to know a dragon's balls inside and out, especially if she might never have the chance to pop a dragon ball herself.

She murmured contentedly as she adjusted her grip, enjoying that feeling of warmth as it flowed through her. "Okay, that bit seems good. And then over here..."

...Crk.

Ajani's eyes had gone half-lidded with lust as she rested on her elbows and knees, her pussy dripping with desire...but her eyes shot back open as she felt something infinitesimal shift between her tightly-clenched claws. The sensation was so quick and so small that she almost wondered if she had imagined it, but a dragoness's intuition told her that she was about to experience something VERY special.

"GaaAAwwWWWwds!" repeated T'lak, his voice fraying. His cock pumped out another confused spurt of pre, strong enough to splatter wetly across Sha'Ria's left breast and shoulder.

"Heh." Sha'Ria's eyes remained closed, her instincts guiding her as she channeled countless generations of nut-flattening experience. "Almost there..."

...Crk!

"I can feel it," Ajani whispered reverently. "Oh my fucking gods I can FEEL it."

"Y-you're gonna pop it!!" squeaked T'lak, somehow managing to sputter out a full sentence even as his brain threatened to shut down.

"Not if you hold still," Sha'Ria reminded him, still fully focused on her work. Oh so carefully, she shifted the position of her thumb, her clawtip buried deep in the heart of the dragon's right 'nad. "Just gotta find the right spot here, aaaaand..."

Crk-crk-crk!

"THERE we go." Sha'Ria opened her eyes again, a satisfied grin on her face. "THAT'S the Crackle."

"Hhhhhrrrrhh!" T'lak made a noise that was pure animal instinct. Every single nerve ending in his groin seemed to be screaming out in unison, and at maximum volume. Behind him, his tail thrashed in agitation. His cock throbbed hard, pumping out one, two, three mighty ropes of not-quite-cum, arcing into the air and splattering across the bare backs of Shari and Ajani.

Ajani's pupils shrunk even smaller as all that liquid frustration splashed across her naked body, running in rivulets down the small of her back. Some of it trickled between her shoulder blades, while some of it trailed down her sides and along her hanging breasts. Her breath caught in her throat, her pussy quivering as an explosion started to build inside her.

"Now that -- THAT is a ball that's about to burst." Shari beamed, proud of her handiwork. "See, the Crackle is the very last warning before you permanently scramble a testicle. Just a little more pressure, and you could pop it right now--"

"I could pop it right now," Ajani repeated, her eyes wide and her voice so quiet it was almost inaudible.

"--but as long as you don't push things any further, Tlak'll recover just fine. Probably oughta give his ball a day or two to recover, but the worst of the swelling oughta pass by then. And in the meantime, hey, look how goddamn hard his dick is!" The dragoness bumped her snout against the male's desperate length, earning another shot of precum that ricocheted off one of her horns and splashed across her shoulder. "It's like I said before: when a guy gets close to losing a nut, his dick turns into a DIAMOND. I swear, Raj is always SUCH a good fuck right before he loses his balls. And the cumshots, fuckin' hell...someday I've gotta show you how much he pumps out when he loses a pair. You wouldn't think a flattened nutbag could even HOLD that much spunk, but--"

"Ohhhhh-ho-ho fuck," gasped Ajani, her arms and legs trembling beneath her. Her vision was beginning to go fuzzy at the edges. "Fuuuuuuck fuck fuck...!"

Sha'Ria paused, glancing over at Ajani...who was clearly on the precipice of something orgasmic, judging from the glazed-over expression in her eyes and her audible panting. The more experienced dragoness smirked. Shari had to admit: watching her bestie get so thoroughly hot and bothered from her first Crackle was QUITE satisfying, even beyond the usual visceral satisfaction of flattening a testicle to its limits.

"...You know what?" Sha'Ria cooed. She exhaled happily as Ajani's raw horny energy washed over her, pushing her own arousal to even greater heights. "I'll give you a second."

T'lak, on the other hand, was too far gone to appreciate the hyper-sexual aura pouring off of his gorgeous girlfriend. Instead, the few parts of the male's brain that hadn't shut down yet were all focused on one thing: the possibility of getting halfstrated at any moment. Sure, it was something he'd thought about plenty of times before -- including on romantic nights with Ajani, cuddled up together in bed as she hefted his blue balls in her claws and speculated about which one she might pop someday -- but those conversations had all been hypothetical. For all that Ajani kicked him in the nuts dozens of times per day, or used his nutbag like a seat cushion for hours at a time, she had never really come close to bursting a ball. Now, though? Now his right 'nad was on the verge of being erased from existence, utterly crushed by his girlfriend and her overeager ballbusting tutor.

"Don't...pop...don't pop...!" T'lak kept breathlessly repeating the same short phrase...though it was unclear whether he was pleading for mercy from the two dragonesses crushing the life out of his tortured testicle, or whether he was praying directly to his own gonad for it to survive the brutal onslaught. His raging erection twitched continuously in confusion, spewing precum across the naked females like a leaky hose. He clawed at the ground, tearing through the thick cloth of the picnic blanket and into the hard dirt below in search of something solid to cling to. The dragon seemed ready to lose either his testicle or his mind -- or possibly both.

Ajani, on the other hand, seemed ready to lose her mind for an entirely different reason. She often prided herself on her control and her composure, and yet the events of the past few minutes had left her feeling wilder and hornier than she had ever thought possible. The dragoness had never, ever wanted to rub her clit more badly than she did right now...and yet, how could she possibly let go of her boyfriend's bulging, about-to-pop right nut? Especially when the feeling of rearranged nutflesh squishing between her fingers was so impossibly, incredibly, indescribably HOT?!?

"...Gods," the female whimpered, her voice shaky with desire. A puddle was forming between her knees at this point. "T-T'lak, your--...gawwwds!"

"Let it out, girl," encouraged Sha'Ria, enjoying the familiar heat between her own legs as well.

That was all the encouragement that Ajani needed. "Haah...aahh...aaaaAA_AAaaaaaAAAAAaaaAAAA!_" the dragoness wailed, juices pouring down her thighs as her pussy clenched around nothing and ecstasy tore through her. Her claws seemed to clench all the harder to compensate, her exhausted forearms working their hardest to leave her boyfriend's ball utterly scrambled.

Crk-crk!

Sha'Ria blinked, surprised by the volume of Ajani's lustful cry -- but then again, one glance at her long-time friend made it clear that the dragoness was absolutely cumming her brains out. Ajani was slumped forwards, ass in the air, eyes rolled halfway back into her head, arms and legs shaking beneath her as she lost herself in the pure pleasure ripping through her body.

It made sense...and honestly, it made Sha'Ria feel rather proud. Ajani had always been a skilled cocktease, as evidenced by the deep shade of blue that she had brought to Raj's balls in a mere two weeks. She'd grown into a pretty decent ballbuster too, as evidenced by her routine of starting every morning with 50 nut-thumping kicks. No doubt Ajani had slammed her foot up into T'lak's ballbag tens of thousands of times over the course of their courtship, and grown intimately familiar with the sensation of his cum-stuffed gonads squishing between her claws, or across her kneecap, or underneath her ass. And yet as far as Sha'Ria was concerned, there was no truer intimacy -- and no greater pleasure -- than bringing your partner's balls to the very brink of oblivion. It was clear that today was the first time Ajani had ever REALLY pushed T'lak and his testicles to their limits, and equally clear that Ajani and T'lak would remember this experience for a long, LONG time to come.

Crk-crk-crrrk!

Shari blinked again, her gaze flicking back to T'lak's right nut. Her fingers were still clamped around various bulging bits of testicle, applying additional pressure to the parts of the male's gonad that had escaped from Ajani's brutal grip. That careful teamwork was how the two dragonesses had managed to make T'lak's nut Crackle in the first place: increasing the pressure carefully and steadily, and making sure not to burst the poor thing in the process. And yet now--

Crk-crrrrk-crk!

--suddenly Sha'Ria could feel those bits of nutflesh shifting beneath her fingers, subtly but surely, as though T'lak's testicle was rearranging itself even further. That was...unusual, given that Sha'Ria was being very careful to maintain a steady grip. For a moment, the experienced ballbuster furrowed her brow in confusion, unsure what could cause such a thing -- but then Ajani let out another shameless moan, her naked body writhing in pleasure, her claws wrapped tighter than they had ever been around her boyfriend's scrambled ball, and--

Crk-crrk-crrrrk!

Understanding dawned upon Shari as she felt another tremor run through T'lak's utterly crushed testicle. T'lak's ball was at the Crackle -- the very precipice of popping -- and maintaining that Crackle required precise, steady pressure. Under Sha'Ria's guidance, Ajani had been the one providing most of that careful crushing power...but now, as Ajani yowled through a toe-curling, body-shaking orgasm, Ajani's precision and steadiness had gone completely out the window. And if Ajani squeezed T'lak's poor ball any harder...

As though on cue, Ajani squealed even louder, her euphoric moans mixing with T'lak's frantic soprano mewls--

Crkcrkcrk-CRNCH-crk!

Shari's eyes widened and her stomach dropped as she came to the only possible conclusion: T'lak was in very, VERY real danger of losing a nut.

But there was no time to change course now -- not with T'lak's ball already on the brink of obliteration. Ajani was clearly lost in one of the most powerful orgasms of her life, and T'lak couldn't exactly free himself as his girlfriend crushed the life out of his gonad. Sha'Ria considered releasing her own grip on T'lak's distorted orb, but if anything, a sudden shift in pressure seemed even MORE risky, especially if it might cause Ajani to overcompensate and clamp down even harder. There was no simple way to stop when a gonad was THIS close to collapsing into goo.

For a moment, T'lak's halfstration seemed almost inevitable, and Sha'Ria felt a wave of panic...but right behind that wave came a SURGE of determination to save T'lak's spud. After all, she had PROMISED not to pop the damn thing! Her mind raced, searching for options. Sure, Ajani had lost all sense of restraint, but even if Ajani couldn't control the strength of her squeezing, maybe there was a chance that Shari could...balance her out?

There was no way to back out at this point. The only way forward was through. And so Sha'Ria, who likely had more ballpopping experience than any other red dragoness alive, took a deep breath and poured all her focus and expertise into trying to keep this one PARTICULAR testicle intact.

Crk-CRNCH-crrk!

A tiny new bubble of T'lak's nutmeat squirted out from between Ajani's tightly clenched claws. Shari shifted her grip to compensate, closing her eyes, trusting her ballbusting instincts to guide her. In a strange way, she could almost see a map of the male's manhood in her mind. Squeeze any harder over here, and his ball would immediately burst...but squeeze any softer over there, and the wall of his nut just wouldn't be strong enough to hold back a blowout. Thousands of hours of practice with Raj's ratty ballbag had honed the dragoness's intuition on how to finish off a testicle, and so now Shari used that intuition as a guide for what NOT to do, poking and prodding at her best friend's boyfriend's all-but-obliterated testicle in the hopes of helping it hold together.

Crk-crkkk--

"GhaauuuUUHHHHH!" T'lak was making noises he had never made before, as his brain tried to process a level of agony that it had never experienced, no matter how many times his gonads had been punted into his throat over the years. It was no longer any consolation that his left nut sat unmolested just a few inches away, a bit squashed but otherwise perfectly healthy. If anything, it was terrifying to know that he had a whole OTHER testicle that was capable of generating the same soul-rending levels of agony, even if righty were to burst right this second.

And Ajani certainly seemed determined to finish off righty. As multiple orgasms shot through her, one after another, the overwhelmed dragoness just kept squealing and squeezing, her pleasure ascending to new heights with each ominous crk! and crack!

Crkcrkkk-crck-crk!

Shari felt another subtle shift of nutmeat between her claws, and her heart skipped a beat. She knew that feeling DEEP in her loins, though it took her brain a moment to catch up with her instincts. It was a feeling she had experienced many times, right before pulping Raj's plums in the throes of passion -- the sensation of something about to give way, unable to do anything else as the pressure reached an impossible point.

T'lak knew it was coming too. His dick was harder than steel, every vein in his shaft bulging as his body begged for the chance to spread his seed at least one more time. In the very heart of his completely flattened nut, he could feel it: unstoppable, inevitable. Something was about to explode. And just a moment later, explode it finally did.

Crk-CRRK!

SPLURT!!!!

An absolute cannon blast of cum erupted from T'lak's untouched cock, his crushed testicle evacuating every last drop of stored-up semen that it possibly could. Rope after rope fired from the dragon's mighty length, the shots spaced so closely together that they were more like a continuous stream: a firehose of spunk, spraying indiscriminately across everything in a ten-foot radius. The male roared, his voice ragged, his body shaking violently as he expelled the entire pressurized contents of his poor right nut.

Sha'Ria held her breath for a moment -- but as she felt the first thick spurt of dragon seed splatter across her back, the dragoness let out a short, tense sigh of relief. T'lak's testicle was still intact! It was mangled almost beyond recognition, sure, but she could still feel it squirming between her fingers, and as long as that was true, that meant his nut hadn't been reduced to peanut butter just yet. It made sense that T'lak would empty his balls as much as he could in this moment, just as Raj so often did right before getting neutered. It was a logical defense mechanism to reduce the testicular pressure by just a smidge, and it reliably bought Raj a moment of reprieve when his balls were about to burst. Of course, a moment of reprieve was just that -- a moment. Usually Shari would bear down just a little harder afterwards, and then Raj's ratmakers would be reduced to paste a mere second or two later...

Unfortunately for T'lak, Ajani seemed to be instinctively following that same path. As the first blast of cum splattered across her bare hip and dribbled down her leg, the dragoness gasped in surprise and delight, her sex clenching desperately once more around a disappointing absence of dick. "FuuuuUUUuuckkk!" Ajani wailed, her newly-awakened bust-lust kicking into an even higher gear with each new rope of cum that painted her body. Her arms began to buckle beneath her, and the female pitched forwards, her snout pressed to the base of T'lak's raging dick as it continued to erupt like a volcano. Even then, the dragoness maintained her death-grip on her partner's gonad, unwilling or unable to let it go as he glazed her nude body in what was very possibly his right ball's final load.

Crk-CRNCH-crk-CRNNCH!!

Any relief that Sha'Ria had felt was immediately erased as she was pressed back into action, her claws shifting rapidly from one bulging bit of ballmeat to another as she tried to balance out Ajani's impassioned squeezing. Judging from the sheer quantity of dragon spunk that she could feel dripping down her scales -- along her tail, across her ass cheeks, down her back, even trailing down her tits -- Shari felt pretty confident that T'lak's balls were just about empty at this point. And yet, as she expertly poked and prodded his nearly-ruptured nut, it was clear that the defenseless orb was under more strain than ever. And if that was the case, then T'lak was running out of options.

It was terrifying to admit it, but for all that Sha'Ria had popped Raj's 'nads fifty-seven times, she had NEVER been able to push his pair quite this far -- they had now passed the point where Raj's balls always burst. It made sense that dragon balls might be a little tougher than rat balls, but how much tougher exactly? At this point, T'lak's only hope was that thousands of years of red dragon evolution had gifted him with just enough testicular fortitude to survive through the peak of Ajani's orgasm.

And "peak" was the right word. As Ajani reached the climax of her climax -- truly, more ecstatically aroused than she had ever dreamed of being -- she found herself utterly grateful for her man, and for the irreplaceable set of junk that hung between his legs. Every fresh spurt of cum across her writhing body seemed to set off yet another toe-curling orgasm. Truly, if it was possible to feel this much pleasure just from casually squeezing some balls on a casual afternoon, then the female shuddered to think of how mind-altering some of her future sexual experiences with T'lak might be, when they had both had more time to prepare. How would this feel after a few weeks or months of edging, when T'lak's nuts were stuffed with unspent semen? How would it feel with his thick cock squeezed between her thighs, or buried balls-deep in her aching pussy? How would it feel on their wedding day, bouncing up and down in Dragon's Pose, when she finally got to obliterate one of his beautiful, cum-stuffed orbs for good?

CRNCH-crk!!

"Hhgggggaaaauuuhhhh!" T'lak's cry was part roar and part mewl, simultaneously a booming howl of masculinity and a warbling plea to save his halfstration for another day. His iron erection still throbbed frantically, and it continued to dribble a few final thick globs of cum that dripped down onto Ajani's forehead, but the dragon's tanks were clearly running dry. His ball had given all it could, and some buried male instinct told T'lak that it was approaching its end -- that mere moments from now, his flattened 'nad would disintegrate into nut butter between his girlfriend's lovingly clenched claws.

T'lak's eyes had been wide and unfocused for the past minute or two, as he struggled just to stay conscious through the scrambling of his egg...but now his gaze swiveled downwards, still wild and frazzled but also purposeful. Perhaps he hoped to catch one last glimpse of his right nut before it was obliterated for good? Regardless of the reason, just as he looked down between his trembling legs, the cum-soaked Ajani happened to look up, her eyes still half-lidded with lust. For a moment, the two caught each other's gaze, both barely clinging to consciousness: T'lak through a fog of testicle-splitting agony, Ajani through a haze of pussy-melting pleasure.

Crk-CRNCH-CRACK!!!

And in that moment, Ajani's grip finally, finally began to loosen.

"...Haaaaaaaahhhhhh...!" The dragoness exhaled shakily, lowering her chest to the ground and burying her spunk-smeared snout in her boyfriend's ballsac. Ajani had spent the last minute or two trying to hold herself together through a truly earth-shaking series of orgasms, and so as that violent ecstasy began to give way to a gentler afterglow, she found herself suddenly exhausted. With a throaty moan of satisfaction, her tightened muscles slowly began to relax, her knees sliding out to either side of her as she happily collapsed onto her stomach.

Sha'Ria had frozen in place as she felt that final ominous CRACK!!! shoot through T'lak's testicle, knowing in her bones that the dragon's ball was finally doomed...but as a few long seconds ticked by, and the distorted lump of nutflesh in her claws continued to hold its (distorted) shape, her resignation to T'lak's halfstration was replaced by both relief and disbelief. Somehow, through some absolute miracle, his ball had...survived?! And yet the experienced ballbreaker was absolutely certain that she had felt SOMETHING permanently shift inside that fat, flattened orb, unable to survive the unyielding pressure. She bit her lip, perplexed by the conflicting signals--

"Huuoouuhhgggg!" groaned T'lak.

--but those thoughts would have to wait for later. T'lak's left gonad no longer appeared to be in mortal danger, but it was still crushed half-flat, and the male was clearly overwhelmed by the nutpain. As Ajani's death grip gradually loosened, Sha'Ria shifted her own grip accordingly, carefully jabbing her blunted claws into one bubble of nutmeat and then another in an attempt to guide the scrambled orb back towards its usual round shape. She was quite relieved to feel the fat sphere start to reinflate a bit between her fingers -- even if it was still dented in about half-a-dozen different spots where Ajani's squeezing had been especially brutal. Still, those dents would probably smooth out with some swelling. And BOY was this ball gonna swell over the next hour or two...

"Holy fuck. Holy fuck." The power of speech was beginning to return to Ajani, even as powerful aftershocks of pleasure continued to rock her body. "That was...hh...that was incredible!" She craned her gaze upwards, looking up at her semi-stunned boyfriend as he continued to tremble in place. "T'lak, you--...gods above, baby, you are such a fucking STUD. I don't--...I can't even--...!"

Unable to find the words to properly express her gratitude, the dragoness instead forced herself back up onto her wobbly arms, raising her neck so that she could wrap her mouth around her partner's thick cock. She suckled on the tip for just a moment, murmuring contentedly as she slurped down a few sticky globs of spunk -- the first time she had tasted T'lak's cum in months -- and then she plunged her snout down the rest of his length, sucking HARD as she swallowed him to the hilt with a horny shiver.

If T'lak's brain somehow hadn't been fried yet, Ajani's sucking sure seemed to finish the job. "Gods," the male squeaked, his pupils shrinking to pinpricks as his girlfriend tried to suck even MORE cum out of his utterly emptied spunk-tanks. For this whole ordeal, the dragon had managed to keep his fists clenched at his sides, but now he finally buckled, reaching out with one shaking hand to grab his partner by the horns. His hips twitched, as though undecided whether to thrust into Ajani's warm, wet mouth or to pull back from yet another form of sexual overstimulation.

"HA! Well." With a nervous laugh, Sha'Ria gently finished prying Ajani's fingers away from T'lak's nearly flattened testicle. "That was, uh...well, that was the Crackle!" She gave the dragon's lopsided ball one final measured squeeze of her own, attempting to coax it back into a spherical shape, then let it slip from her own claws as well. "Hoo boy. I guess...I guess y'all must have had a good time, yeah? I mean, given how everybody just about came their brains out--"

"NOT. ME."

Startled, Sha'Ria swung her head to look back over her shoulder. "Ah! R-Raj!"

"Hhhhhhhh." The rat was practically vibrating, his rock-hard cock still wrapped tightly in a coil of Ajani's tail. Glistening strings of precum had matted the fur on his chest and stomach, and his denied length continued to ooze and drool, throbbing desperately as it teetered on the edge of eruption. Raj's nutbag was hidden from view at this angle, but given the half-crazed look of lust on the rodent's face, Sha'ria couldn't help imagining that her boyfriend's balls were now a deep and vibrant shade of blue.

That said, one glaringly suspicious detail did catch the dragoness's eye. Though Raj's dick was clearly begging for more attention, there was already quite a sizeable splatter of spunk just inches away. A gooey puddle of white stretched from the rat's mid-thigh down to the upper part of his shin, drenching half of his leg in baby batter.

"Raj." Sha'Ria narrowed her eyes. "Did you seriously blow your load?! After all that?!"

The rat blew a long, exasperated breath out through his nose. "That cumshot," he grunted through gritted teeth, "is T'lak's." His paw twitched at his side, just as his member gave another despairing twitch of its own, firing its umpteenth spurt of pearlescent precum across Ajani's tail.

"...Ah." Come to mention it, Sha'Ria could see about a dozen other splash zones of semen behind her -- not to mention the thick globs currently dripping down her back, occasionally falling to the picnic blanket beneath her with a quiet plop. The emergency evacuation of T'lak's testicles had showered the entire group in a truly impressive amount of scrambled dragon seed. "My bad, hon. But on the plus side, hey -- I guess you could say that's the closest you've gotten to cumming in two weeks, am I right?"

Raj let out an aggravated moan, rolling his head back so he could stare up at the sky instead of continuing to ogle the pair of cum-coated cuties right in front of him. "...Still easier than getting my nuts stomped into peanut butter every other night," the male muttered grumpily, as though he was trying to convince himself. "Do you GET it now, T'lak?"

T'lak was still far too out of it to register the comment from his fellow male, but it certainly caught Ajani's ear. With another wet slurp, the dragoness let her boyfriend's thick cock pop free of her snout, and turned to glance back at the rat boy that she had been edging for 14 days straight. "What's that supposed to mean?" she asked, her tail squeezing around Raj's throbbing dick.

The rat gasped, his voice wobbly and breathy as he stuttered out a reply. "Y-you know! The whole reason we d-did this damn bet! Back at the bar, T'lak kept going on and on about how HARD it was to get his dick sucked 24/7, boo hoo. Well, now he knows what REAL ball ache feels like!" Raj crossed his arm, his hips trembling as his denied dick pumped out another short rope of glistening precum. "A-and you two went EASY on him! Shari doesn't normally stop just cuz my nuts have reached the Crackle, AND she's usually crushing BOTH of mine instead of just ONE of yours! Th-that's like...like...it's at least four times as bad!!"

Shari's heart was still racing, but there was just something about the familiar shrill tone of Raj's whining that always helped to soothe her nerves a bit. She exchanged a glance with the still-panting Ajani -- who was blushing anew, clearly seduced by the thought of pushing Raj's plums past the Crackle -- then snickered gently. "Oh, well, that IS true," she agreed, lifting one leg and stretching it out behind her until her toes tapped casually at the sticky tip of the rat's cock. "If it was you and me back home, I would have absolutely pulped your poor balls by now, huh?"

Raj nodded, his eyes going out of focus thanks to having TWO dragonesses teasing him. "Hh...y-...yeah! Exactly! T'lak is gettin' outta this one still intact! You let him g-get off easy!"

"AND we let him get off," Ajani noted. She gave an affectionate nuzzle to her man's mighty erection, earning another half-comatose groan from T'lak, while simultaneously she gave a few more illustrative flexes with her surprisingly skilled tail.

That one got a frustrated growl from the rat. After two full weeks of being teased to no end, his balls were absolutely SCREAMING at him. Raj was all too familiar with how it felt to get your balls flattened to the point of popping -- and in fact, watching T'lak experience that same edge of castration had been a visceral reminder -- but this ache was different. One that came from deep down in the core of each cum-stuffed testicle, even when his fat fuzzy orbs weren't getting crushed at all. With ballbusting, a moment of rest gave his poor plums a chance to recover. But with orgasm denial, every passing second just made them ache even worse.

"CAN I FINALLY CUM NOW?!?" Raj yelped, unable to hold it in.

Sha'Ria and Ajani both blinked, surprised by the strength of the rat's outburst. The two dragonesses shared a sly grin.

"Aww, you really struggling that hard?" Ajani teased. She arched her back just a bit, raizing her spunk-splattered rump a bit higher.

"Yeah, come on Raj!" Shari echoed her agreement, her toes squeezing at the rat's pulsing, desperate cock and gently battling it around. "I thought you said you had the easy job!"

Now they'd done it. They'd gotten Raj back into competitive mode. The rat looked back down, carefully ignoring the two naked beauties in front of him and focusing his attention on T'lak. The stupid dragon was still barely responsive, clutching weakly at Ajani's horns as his whole body shivered and spasmed. Raj frowned. Dumb ol' T'lak was CLEARLY no match for Raj's impressive stamina. Hell, the dude had just gotten to blast a massive load across his own girlfriend AND across Raj's girlfriend, and he hadn't even seemed to enjoy it!

"I mean...yeah! Obviously!" Raj snorted, shifting his feet to try and ease the pressure on his dick. "Two weeks without an orgasm? That wasn't hard at all! Look at me! I'm perfectly fine! HE's the one mewling like he just lost a ball!"

Ajani and Sha'Ria looked up at T'lak. Raj wasn't wrong -- the male WAS still murmuring under his breath in a hushed falsetto, his spread legs twitching as his brain continued to catch up on everything that had happened to his body. It was hard to make out his words exactly, but Ajani was pretty sure she could hear a few fragments: "my nut", "don't pop", several warbling repetitions of the word "fuck". Heat roared between her thighs yet again. Gods, she was going to spend the whole afternoon masturbating, wasn't she?

Raj's phrasing made Sha'Ria pause, too. T'lak's ball was clearly still intact -- it was swelling larger by the minute, in fact -- but the crks and crunches that she had felt between her own claws were still a bit worrisome. The dragon's testicle would...probably recover? Shari had never let Raj keep a half-cracked nut around for long enough to find out if it could actually heal back to normal, but it made sense that a red dragon's balls would be extra-sturdy, given that they had to survive an entire lifetime of getting stomped to oblivion. There was probably nothing to worry about...and yet the dragoness found herself wishing for an excuse to spend a few extra days tending to T'lak's traumatized testes, just to verify that his nuts were in full working order before she returned them to their rightful owner.

And in that moment, with Raj huffing and puffing about how tough he was, Sha'Ria spotted a possible opportunity to extend her loan on T'lak's gonads for just a little longer.

"...Mmm." Shari nodded in agreement with Raj, choosing her words carefully. "Yeah, it does seem like you're holding up a lot better than ol' T'lak here. But the bet was to make it through a full two weeks with us ladies, and you both made it to the end, so...I guess this little bet of yours ends in a tie!"

Raj squeaked indignantly, his wounded pride taking priority over his drooling cock for just a moment. "What?! That's BULLSHIT! He barely made it! Meanwhile I'm over here goin' strong! Heck, I-I could do another two weeks EASY!"

That was exactly what Sha'Ria had been hoping to hear. "Really?" the dragoness purred.

"I..." Raj paused, eyes widening in horror as he realized what he had just said. "I-I mean--"

"Ajani!" Sha'Ria interrupted her partner before he could start to change his mind. "You know, this whole partner swap has just been SO much fun, and SO illuminating for all of us--"

"Y-yeah, you could say that," mumbled Ajani, looking down at her boyfriend's swollen sac and feeling a drop of wetness trickle down her inner thigh.

"--so I mean, if Raj says he'd be down for another two weeks, maybe we should take him up on that offer!" The female grinned, reaching out to wrap her fingers around T'lak's stiff length and giving him a few firm strokes. "Whaddaya say, T'lak? You wanna drain your balls with me a couple dozen more times?"

"Hhhhooaaa," moaned T'lak, trembling from head to tail. A single bead of spunk appeared at the tip of his cock, his overworked balls still doing their best to provide for the two women working over his junk.

Raj looked like a rat in the headlights. "B-but...I mean, I was just...I wasn't ACTUALLY trying to suggest that we--"

"Hm?" Sha'Ria turned back sharply. "Raj, are you saying you DON'T want Ajani to keep playing with your dick? Are you giving up?"

"NO!! I just...hhhhh...!" The male stared down forlornly at his throbbing length, so goddamn close to erupting that he could feel the unspent spunk packed into its base. The two gorgeous dragon babes in front of him were already DRENCHED in cum, and he was just a few good strokes away from glazing them in a second coating...

...but that's when Ajani's tail finally loosened. "Oh man," cooed Ajani, "that sounds...I mean, honestly, that does sound AMAZING." Once more she nuzzled her snout up to her boyfriend's dragonhood, gazing up at him adoringly. "You'd be down for that, right sweetie?"

T'lak looked down at her, his eyes still half-blurred-over with agony and ecstasy. With a shuddering groan, his head tilted forwards, in what might have been a nod.

"That looks like a yes to me!" exclaimed Sha'Ria, carefully scooping up T'lak's testicles in her claws. Nervously she traced the outline of his squashed right nut once more, wincing at its not-exactly-round shape. The sooner she could get T'lak alone for a thorough testicular health exam, the better. "Don't you worry, I'll take VERY good care of his balls. Just like I did before, right? I told ya you could trust me not to pop anything! Haha...ha..."

If there was any nervousness or uncertainty in her friend's voice, Ajani certainly didn't seem to notice. The dragoness just seemed thrilled at the prospect of extending their partner swap. "Well then, Raj and I will just keep working on his blue balls!" She turned to grin back at the miserable rodent, just a thick glob of T'lak's cum trickled off the top of her head and ran down her cheek. "Just think how good it'll feel to blow your load after I've been edging you for an entire MONTH!"

Raj looked up at T'lak, whose already-massive balls were swelling larger by the minute, and whose brain seemed half-fried by his near halfstration. He looked down at his own cock, which wept tears of precum at the prospect of another two weeks of idle titfucks and unfinished blowjobs. And finally, he looked at Sha'Ria and Ajani: the two ladies who had caused all this ball ache, and who were still capable of causing so, so much more.

"...Oh boy," he said miserably, his cock twitching.