Christmas Ball-Busting

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A man and a women fight over a hard to find toy for a
Christmas present. The woman wins. (MF, v)

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Dan was a young man of 32, wearing his sweat pants and
t-shirt, out looking for the holy grail of toys for his
daughter, Pull-my-Finger Thelmo. All holiday season
long his daughter had talked about nothing else and his
wife made sure he understood there would be no sex for
6 months if their dear daughter did not get her dream
toy.

But Thelmo was the scarcest of toys this holiday
season.

As he walked up and down the aisles he wondered how
he'd get along with no sex, when suddenly, there it was
lying amongst a clutter of crappy toys, PULL-MY-FINGER
THELMO!

He was only distracted momentarily by a gorgeous woman
rapidly coming down the aisle towards him. She was
wearing a very short and tight black mini-skirt and she
had 3-inch black patent leather high heels on. Dan was
only brought out of his reverie upon discovering she
was reaching for the Thelmo doll! He quickly narrowed
the gap between them and also grabbed for Thelmo. Of
course they both took hold at the same time.

SHIT! Dan knew he was in for an argument now.

The woman rather grumpily said, "Sir, if you don't
mind, I had Thelmo first."

Dan would not be put off. He figured better end this
quick and to do that he'd have to get nasty. After all,
his daughter had to have a Thelmo.

"Listen lady, I saw him first so get your hands off.
You come down the aisle wiggling your ass and think I'm
going to hand you the last Thelmo doll in the state
because you think your hot or something. Well fuck
off!"

There, that should do it, Dan thought.

The woman became really pissed now and apparently had
the same idea about ending it quickly. "Okay, prick!
Get your fucking hands off my doll! I've been shopping
all day, dealing with assholes like you and I'm sick of
it. So get fucked!"

Now Dan was fuming. How dare she talk to him like that!
"Okay bitch, let go or else!"

"Or else what!!!"

"Or you'll get hurt, little woman!" Dan put the
emphasis on the 'woman'.


The 'woman' had finally had enough of Dan. "I think
you're the one about to get hurt, fuckface!" And with
that, the beautiful lady brought her knee up swiftly
into Dan's unprotected nut sack.

"OOOOMMMMMPPFFFFF!!!" Dan's eyes widened and he doubled
up a bit, but managed to keep his death grip on Thelmo.
"You fucking whore!!!"

This pissed her off even further and again, she thrust
her attractive knee into Dan's testicles.

Still, Dan clung to the doll.

The woman was surprised he was still standing after
what she had done. He must really want that doll, she
thought, but she was still fuming. So again she
assaulted his nuts with her lovely knee. Same results.
Bent but not broken.

It took all Dan had not to pass out; he was so
traumatized that he couldn't even go on the offensive.
But his daughter needed that doll!

The woman thought for a brief second about what to do
next. The thought hit her as she looked down at her
pointy high-heels. She looked back up at Dan and smiled
at him. She released the doll and took a slight step
back.

Dan thought he had won and so relaxed a bit, trying to
straighten his posture. He was wrong. He watched in
horror as the sexy woman swung her leg back, and then
kicked forward with all her might, releasing the
frustration she had built up all day Christmas
shopping.

Her shoe's pointy toe smashed into his left ball,
crushing it. Dan dropped like a rock as the woman
daintily picked up the Thelmo doll from the ground,
laughing. "Well, tough guy, looks like you're the one
who got the 'or else'!" And with that she kicked him
once more, this time catching him in his right nut.

Dan only groaned and vomited.

Just then on the loudspeaker the store manager
announced, "Attention shoppers, we have just received a
HUGE shipment of Pull-My-Finger Thelmo, enough for
everyone. Merry Christmas!"

The woman laughed hysterically at this and dropped the
Thelmo doll she and Dan had fought over right on his
injured groin. She'd get a new one, since Dan had
crushed the box when she kicked his scrotum. "Merry
Christmas, loser," she said pleasantly. "By the way, I
just love the Nutcracker Ballet, don't you?" She
laughed at her own joke and left to get a new Thelmo
doll, leaving Dan in the fetal position on the floor.

The End