Furry Ballbusting

runakei · Posted: Nov 7 2013, 5:39am Post subject: [Request] A deity and his Judgement...

[This is being reposted here from RP General->Name a Pokémon for comments and critiques]

For ballbusterpro

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Dialga awoke to find himself spread-eagled on his back, unable to move. He gazed around the near pitch-black room and tried to figure out where he was. The two vaguely familiar silhouettes to his left and right suggested that both Palkia and Giratina had been captured and were in similar positions as well. It was only when he tried to call out to them that he realized he couldn’t make any sound. A light suddenly flared on, temporarily blinding him. As his vision slowly cleared he could make out the shape of Arceus standing above the three of them.

“Well well… it looks like my would-be assailants had their plan backfire…” Arceus’ voice boomed inside of Dialga’s head. “What was your goal, to overthrow me? The three of you combined aren’t powerful enough to stand before me. Was it to replace me? None of you have the discipline required to do my job. Whatever the purpose was, you’ve failed and now you shall be punished.”

As Arceus was speaking his Elemental Plates shifted, eventually settling on the Lightning Plate. Sauntering up to Palkia, Arceus’ voice (which was being broadcast to all three of them Dialga realized) boomed again.

“You led the group in the attack, so you shall lead them in the retribution.”

The word “retribution” had barely been spoken before a dazzling sphere of intense light shot forth from Arceus’ eyes. The sphere hit Palkia directly in the groin with a deafening crack of thunder. Dialga watched in horror as the muted Palkia’s face contorted in what looked to be an unimaginable level of pain while his mouth hung open, stuck in a silent scream. Two more spheres shot forth, each one with the same force. Palkia’s eyes opened wide, nearly bulging from his head as the second sphere caused his left testicle to explode; He screamed himself into a merciful unconsciousness when the third sphere did the same thing to the right one.

“And now it is your turn,” Arceus said in Dialga’s mind. “For a master of time, you have a disappointing lack of foresight.” The Plates shifted again, this time settling on Fire. Arceus’ eyes light up again, and shot forth another sphere of light; this time aimed at Dialga’s weak spot.

The force of the impact squashed both of his balls nearly flat against the ground, making him scream an unheard cry of anguish like Palkia had done. Instead of merely hitting and disappearing like they did with Palkia, this sphere stayed in place keeping a constant pressure on the Temporal Pokémon’s male-hood. As the initial jolt of pain subsided and made way for the constant ache of having flattened testicles, Dialga suddenly noticed another type of pain that had been masked at first. He did his best to try to thrash free of his invisible bindings and gave a fresh cry of pain as the incredible heat the sphere was emanating slowly cooked his scrambled eggs. Though it seemed to last for hours the sphere finally dissipated after a few minutes and Arceus, satisfied with the results, moved on to Giratina.

“Now we move onto you, the cowardly member of the group. I thank you for joining us outside of the Distortion World you tried to run back to; you’ve made my targets much easier to aim at.”

Dialga (wishing for either death or unconsciousness, whichever was quicker) watched as the Plates shifted one last time, stopping at the Ghost Plate. The sphere that was fired this time, upon hitting their target, sank completely into Giratina’s scrotum. Like the two Pokémon before him, Giratina became a living mirror of agony. He tried to trash in place while his also-mute cries sprang forth from his mouth. Dialga, able to see Giratina’s crotch, watched in a ghastly awe as the twin orbs lying between Giratina’s hind-most legs began to swell. Soon the swelling caused the pouch containing them to stretch tight while Giratina’s eyes shut even tighter. Just as the swelling and stretching looked to Dialga like it couldn’t go any further, a loud squelching noise uttered forth from Giratina’s ball sack and it quickly deformed; devolving into a lumpy mash while causing Giratina’s head to smash backwards into the floor, knocking him out.

The light overhead went out as Arceus left the room. The last thing Dialga heard before the room went pitch-black again was “Rest up you three, after your balls heal we can do this again for the next one thousand years.”
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FacelessBuster · Posted: Nov 10 2013, 6:00am Post subject: Wow.

Wow. One thousand years. It seems like a fate worse than death for those Pokemon.

FallenArts · Posted: Nov 21 2013, 12:29pm Post subject:

I guess I should reply here too. I really enjoyed this story a lot, I have a thing for these 4 going at each others throats...or balls.
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