Life and Death
#8 of CBT One Offs
Sorry for the lack of updates, been having a bit of writer's block. This one is much shorter than anything I've done before because writing anything more than 1k words is too much for my brain right now. My WIP folder is overcrowded and full to bursting with half-baked stories.
Warning: CBT, Ballbusting
If I miss any tags, feel free to add them. I hope you enjoy the story! :D
Xerneas' knees wobbled under his own weight, pain making him very unsteady. He had stupidly gone to challenge his slumbering counterpart after forgetting how vengeful she was when woken up and now he was hiding from the Yveltal, doing his best to stay intact.
"Found you," came a voice to his left, accompanied by a loud *thud* as his coltmakers were flattened once again between his body and her strong tail.
His legs completely gave out and his front half collapsed, his behind held up by the combined efforts of his balls and her tail. He could feel them reaching their limit, the abused orbs adopting very unique shapes as they did their best to remain complete.
The sudden absence of the yveltal's tail brought him momentary joy before it reintroduced itself to his already swelling nuts. It was a very strong blow and his left ball had taken the brunt of the impact, permanently becoming flatter to survive. His eyes went cross and his tongue dropped out of his mouth, xerneas was quickly losing his ability to sire children to the cruel female. In an almost desperate attempt to save his genetic line, xerneas' massive dick escaped his sheath and let loose a torrent of precum, doing it's best to distract her.
Twitching with fervor, the cervid's shaft was met with excited slaps as yveltal toyed with his malehood. Her claws crushing his jewels and her tongue teasing his length, xerneas getting equal doses of pleasure and pain. The tortuous mixture of her heavenly touch on his length and hellish abuse of his nuts pushed him closer and closer to what could be his final release. She occasionally let his orbs reinflate to a fraction of their enormous size before punishing them for their fertility.
The pain kept him from his climax, yveltal carefully timing her squeezes to keep him on the edge, but eventually something had to give and xerneas could only hope it wouldn't be his balls.
One, two, three shots of precum hit the back of the goddess of death's mouth, followed by thick globs of creamy seed, the viscous fluids filling her mouth to the brim before spilling out to fall to the ground. Yveltal could feel his balls churning in her grasp, desperate to survive and continue their family line. It was a pity she had no interest in leaving them whole.
Her grip doubled and spread cracks along the outside of xerneas' jewels, the stubborn orbs refusing to pop. They contorted around her claws, forming bubbles of male agony wherever there was space to endure the enormous pressure. Yveltal gave up trying to juice his berries and moved on to using her tail once again. The strong appendage proceeded to pin his balls to the ground as she mashed them into the unforgiving soil.
Xerneas continued to hold out, however, no matter how hard she tried to destroy him, truly earning his title as god of life. Her frustration only grew as she failed again and again to burst his coltmakers, yveltal growing tired of the enormous effort. The female gave up after the symphony of crunches coming from his malehood was overshadowed by the sound of her grunts, leaving the unconscious male behind to celebrate his "victory".