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Between the constant stress of medical school and his family having events of some kind seemingly every other week, Darren was at his wits end with all the things he was expected to do and now he had been asked to find a piñata for his nephew's birthday, which was definitely his preferred way to spend what little free time he had.

Darren spent several hours looking for something within his debt-ridden college student price range of five dollars and twenty-two cents but, unsurprisingly, he found absolutely nothing. At least not until he'd started his drive home after a long day of minimum wage work and found a perfectly intact unicorn piñata just lying on the curb near his workplace.

Despite not believing in God or anything of the sort, he couldn't help but thank whatever deities he could think of for saving his wallet, time, and sanity.

His good luck wasn't to last, however, as he soon found himself buried in a mountain of homework and exam prep he was ill-equipped to handle. So he propped the paper mache unicorn on a shelf behind his desk and got to work studying his assigned chapter on human reproduction.

The overworked student got through half of his assignment before he ran out of instant coffee and was forced to give in to his human limitations, begrudgingly dragging his body towards the soft slab of sweet dreams and sour mornings he called his bed, all but eager to start the next day.

In the meantime, the scp he'd unfortunately found had gotten curious of the various medical texts Darren had pulled up and found the many pages on male anatomy, particularly the two vulnerable organs responsible for creating children, its preferred choice of victim, especially interesting.

Armed with new knowledge, the unicorn slowly made its way to where Darren was sleeping, carefully moving onto his bed before not-so-carefully ramming one of its hooves into his unprotected balls, flattening it against the hard bone of his pelvis.

Whatever he'd been dreaming was quickly forgotten and replaced by the terrible wave of gut-wrenching pain he felt in his balls, which doubled soon after when the living piñata he'd barely managed to get a glance of slammed his right nut into his throat, leaving his left ball mostly unscathed.

Darren desperately tried to move and defend his manhood but found himself paralyzed, unable to lift so much as a finger to protect his family jewels from the next ball-breaking attack that hit them, this time catching only his left orb. He had no idea what was happening yet he instinctively knew that it wasn't going to be good for him or his nuts.

All he could do to stop the paper-mache monster was stare in horror while it launched another devastating strike to his manhood, watching on with wide eyes as the blurry pink projectile came to a crashing halt the moment it made contact with his sensitive balls, sending them flying into Darren's pelvis which did little to dull the impact.

Had he not been preoccupied with the gut wrenching pain of having his jewels punted directly into his body, he might've noticed the piñata staring directly at the wall right behind him, distracted by the sound of child's laughter for long enough for Darren to catch his breath and even regain enough control to move his hands half the distance to his bright red and bruised manhood.

Before a solid, bright pink hoof landed directly on top of them and he was frozen again, helpless against it as his balls were forced to take a much flatter shape to survive the growing pressure.

With a new way to torture his most sensitive anatomy, it attacked relentlessly, pressing down on his orbs until the space they were taking up became to little for their size and they burst one after another into tiny chunks.

For a moment, time seemed to stop, kept still by the flood of pain overwhelming Darren and the quick stomps that pink hoof landed on each lump that might have been salvageable until there was little doubt that his lineage ended with him.

After the final hit, the piñata considered its job complete and left to find a new target for it's infanticide, giving Darren the opportunity to wrap his hands around his ruined jewels, only to find several strange shapes where they had once been.