Ball-busting Slumber Party by MBP (MWFAN318@aol.com) A group of boys shouldn't have invaded the slumber party of the 8th graders. "It's going around school that you beat up Todd Munson," a surprised Heather said to her friend Jennifer, a pretty, slim, blonde 14-year-old. The five other eighth-graders stopped doing each other's nails and crowded on the bed. "But he's, like, 16, and pretty big," exclaimed Marcia. "How could you possibly?" "Yeah, Jenny," chimed in Sandi. "I've seen you in gym class. No offense, but you're not much of a jock." The other girls just nodded. Jennifer was dressed in a pair of pajamas with a tee-shirt type of top and very short bottoms. She finished drying the blue nail polish that she had just applied to her pretty size 6's. "I did kick Todd's ass," Jenny confirmed. The girls remained skeptical. "Look, I'll let you in on a little secret," Jennifer continued. "I'm not very tough or strong. I've been beaten up by a number of girls. Just the other day, John's sister, who is only 11, beat me in arm-wrestling. But I've never lost a fight to a boy. Ever." She waited for the inevitable questions. "That sounds queer, Jenny," noted Samantha, a 13-year-old gymnast who was the best athlete in the group. "How can you beat up boys and not girls? And how many boys have you fought?" "Probably at least 20 guys. A lot of them were much bigger and…" Jenny got out before Katherine interrupted. "Bigger? Look Jenny, how can you do this? I'd love to pay my brother back for all his abuse." "And my cousin" exclaimed Sally, the youngest and smallest of the girls. There were murmurs of agreement from the other girls as they thought of revenge against their tormentors. Jennifer just smiled. "If you let me finish, I'll tell you." "Boys are usually bigger and stronger than us. But they have one major weakness that we don't have. Their balls." "Their balls?" Sally queried. There were titters and giggles from the other girls. "You know, Sally: balls, penis, dick," laughed Heather. Katherine and Marcia were rolling on the floor, hysterical. Sally looked sheepish. "Oh." "That's right," continued Jenny. "Their balls. Boys think with it. And it's an inviting target when you're fighting with one." Nobody said anything. They were hanging on Jenny's every word. "There's lots of things you can do to attack a guy's nuts. You can kick it, knee it, grab it, punch it. In fact, any time you hit it, you'll cause the guy pain. It's pretty sensitive." Marcia added "So that's how you got Todd? His nuts?" "Uh huh. We were having a big argument and Todd tried to get physical. I got in real close and kneed him right in the balls. After that, it was easy. He didn't put up much of a fight. He really is kind of a wimp." "Do most boys give up once you get them?" Sandi asked. She was a small, but solid- looking 14-year-old with dirty blond hair and great legs. "Actually, most guys get really mad and try to hurt me. There are a couple of things you girls must remember. Number one: stay calm. If you get crazy or lose your cool, it will be tough to aim for the target. And most importantly, hit him as hard as you can." Katherine, who was almost 14, a redhead, pretty and tough, wanted to know, "But can't you hurt the guy, or ruin his sex life? It would be difficult for me to bust my brother's nuts hard. I mean, he's an asshole, but he's still my brother." Jennifer responded, "Well, Katherine, Michael is bigger and stronger than you. And older. He is using that as his advantage. So you have to use what you have. And don't worry: I've never seen a guy have any lasting problem. They're usually sore for a couple of days, but it wears off." "Have any of the guys you beat up attempted to get back at you?" asked the cute, tiny Sally. The little 13-year-old brunette was only 4'6. "Don't they learn to defend themselves?" "Yes, several boys have tried. It's even easier the second time. The guys spend more time trying to protect their balls with their hands, and I get free shots at the rest of their body. Then when they try to fight with one hand, they're at a big disadvantage, and I go after their balls again." Jennifer giggled. "Did you ever see guys fight one another? They seem to have an unwritten law to stay away from each others balls. I don't understand it." "Why doesn't the guy wear a cup before he comes after you?" wondered Heather. At 14, she was tall and well-developed, and VERY popular with the boys. "That's a great idea, Heather. I never thought of it. And fortunately, neither did any of the guys. I guess they don't think it's fair." The girls snickered. "Now let me give you some tips about fighting." *** Outside Jennifer's house, the boys planned their raid. It wasn't exactly a panty raid; actually, the boys weren't sure what to do except throw a little scare into the girls. The only one with an agenda was Todd. But there was a bunch of pretty, scantily-clad girls, alone in the house. That was more than enough for the boys. Mark, a 17-year-old junior and leader of the boys, asked Todd "Are you sure you can handle Jenny? We don't want you to get beaten up again. You can always try Sally." The boys laughed quietly, not wishing to alert the girls. Todd went scarlet. "I'll get that bitch. She won't surprise me again." *** "Did you hear that?" an alarmed Marcia whispered. She was 14 and kind of plain- looking, but was intelligent and had a great sense-of-humor. The girls often turned to Marcia for advice. The teenagers were immediately alert. "There's another noise," said Samantha, "do you think there could be a burglar in the house?" "It's too early for a burglar; mom and dad don't even bother to lock the front door, but let's go check," reasoned Jennifer. She and the other girls slowly crept to the stairs. Listening carefully, they could make out the voices of several boys downstairs. "I hear Robert, Mark and Todd," said Heather. "The boys decided to crash our slumber party." "I think you girls should practice what I taught you today. What do you think?" Katherine was itching for a fight. Jennifer had inspired her. "That's a great idea, Jenny. Let's split up." As in agreement, the girls spread out into the four separate bedrooms, with Jennifer and Heather sneaking down the stairs. Jennifer flipped on the living room light. "Hiya guys, glad you could join us." She and Heather raced back up the stairs with the boys in hot pursuit. Heather ran into Jennifer's room and shut the door, Jenny going into her parent's room. Todd saw the flash of her slim legs and immediately chased after Jenny. The other boys split up, two to a bedroom. In the guest room, Samantha and Katherine waited calmly for the intruders. Katherine was ready for battle; Samantha was an excellent athlete and was used to competitive situations. John and Robert burst into the room, and seeing who they located, hesitated slightly. Neither boy really wanted to tangle with Samantha, although they were both older and bigger. And Katherine had a reputation as a tough cookie. Even so, the sight of the two girls in the tee shirts that served as their nightgowns aroused the boys. John recovered more quickly and advanced towards Katherine, leaving Samantha for Robert. She advanced towards the still frozen boy. Heather and Marcia had drawn Paul and Mark. The best friends had gotten ½ lucky; Heather was who they both wanted while Marcia was not their cup of tea. A quick game of rock, paper, scissors decided that Paul got Heather. Although disappointed, Mark was still excited at Marcia's appealing appearance in her kind of sexy nightgown. He could do worse. The boys readied for their fun. Jennifer's brother was away at college, so Sandi and Sally waited nervously in the nearly empty room. Neither girl recognized the two boys who entered the bedroom. Seeing the small, pretty girls who stood in front of them, Michael and Steve leered confidently. This would be fun. Jennifer was having an easy time with Todd. His bravado with the boys belied how he really felt and quickly dissipated when he saw Jenny smiling at him. She was about 7 inches shorter and at least 60 pounds lighter than Todd. But as soon as she came near to him, Todd covered his nuts with both hands. Jennifer shot a right hand and hit Todd hard in the face and followed up with a kick to his shins. Todd dropped his hands and Jennifer drove her small fist into Todd's now unprotected balls. The sharp pain nearly caused him to black out, but he managed to turn his back to Jennifer and pressed up against the wall, trying to protect his nuts. It didn't work. Jennifer reached between his legs and grabbed his balls hard. Todd screamed. She guided him over to her parent's bed and hammer-locked his left arm behind his back, still keeping control of his nuts. Todd was afraid to even breathe; the pretty 8th grader could do virtually anything she wanted. Samantha was stronger than Robert. He was 15, tall and thin. Samantha was built like the gymnast Vanessa Atler, only about 4'9 but with well-defined biceps and muscular legs, and she didn't need any ball busting to control him. But she spun around anyway and kicked him in the balls. The blow was glancing, but hurt like hell anyway. Another kick drove Robert to his knees, and Samantha sat on one of the beds, disappointed. It was too easy. What was she to do next? John carefully approached Katherine. He had been in enough street fights to not underestimate his opponent, even if she was nearly 3 years younger and a girl. Katherine swung her foot, attempting to kick him in the balls. But John nimbly avoided the kick and grabbed Katherine hard, attempting to drag her to the bed. He was too tight to her for her to use her legs. But she remembered what Jenny had said, and drove a punch into John's unprotected balls. It hurt, but John held on. He managed to maneuver his groin into a better position where Katherine couldn't get to it. She was in trouble. Heather and Marcia were a study in contrasts. Heather relaxed as Paul advanced to her, inviting him into her arms, while Marcia covered herself up and tried to stay away from Mark. He stopped as he watched Paul take Heather in his arms and kissed her. Then Paul played with Heather's ample breasts and Heather suggestively rubbed the boy's shorts, causing a raging erection. While Paul concentrated on his ecstasy, Heather sneaked her well-manicured hand inside his shorts and squeezed HARD. Paul screamed and reached down to dislodge Heather's hand. But every effort by the big 17-year-old to get free was met with another painful squeeze and Paul stood there with his hands over his head, leaning on Heather for support. With Mark's attention diverted by the spectacle, Marcia rushed up and kicked Mark as hard as she could. She just missed a direct hit, but succeeded in getting his attention. As he came towards her, Marcia drove her knee into Mark's penis again and again. As he slumped to the floor, the captain of the football team could see the smile on the face of the brainy girl in front of him. Sandi and Sally shocked the two boys by attacking them. Mike had been busy staring at Sandi's amazing legs and Sandi used them to drive her foot and knee into Mike's balls. Mike was tough. He withstood her attack and tried one of his own, trying first to wrestle Sandi down and then swinging at her. He missed wildly though, and Sandi's strong, beautiful legs helped her stay upright when Mike tried to take her down. She continued her attack, raining kicks and knees into his groin area. Not all of them connected, but Mike was in agony. Sally was all over the guy in front of her. He was at least a foot and a half taller and looked older than Mike, who was 17. She went right for the groin, punching, kicking and grabbing. The guy thought of an annoying gnat when she started, but upgraded that thought to a bee as he was stung by her attack. Finally, he got a hold of her and just lifted Sally as if she were a doll. Upside down, Sally kept kicking and wiggling. When she got close enough, she grabbed his balls and squeezed as hard as she could with her tiny hands. Steve crumpled to the floor, taking Sally with him, and the two ended in a tangle. Jennifer preened in front of the mirror. Her pose had the desired effect on Todd, but not the desired affect. Staring at the slim, pretty girl with the lovely legs, pert butt and long blonde hair, Todd was totally turned-on. And he was humiliated. The small, gorgeous creature had manhandled (girlhandled?) him twice. His pride bade him to try again, but Todd's fear of Jenny won out. He remained on the bed. A disgusted and disappointed Jennifer walked over to him, "You are a complete wimp. You couldn't even beat a 5- year-old." Todd blushed, but held his position. He had already taken enough punishment. Jenny sighed and pulled him off the bed and ushered him into the hall. "Let's see how my friends are doing." Robert wasn't moving. He lay on the floor holding his nuts. Samantha thought Robert was either hurt, and just didn't want to tangle with her. Either way, Samantha was bored. The door to the room opened and Jenny and Todd nearly tripped over Robert. Throwing Todd to the floor, Jennifer joined Samantha on the bed. They sat together and watched Katherine. John was relatively small but wiry and tough. He was still a little bigger than Katherine, but she was holding her own. Katherine was never afraid to mix it up. Although she had major problems with her older brother, the fiery redhead used those sessions as experience and more than held her own when she fought. John was almost afraid to move. Every time he attempted to change his position so he could get better control, Katherine responded by slugging his groin. John's dick hurt, but he was still stronger than Katherine and managed to hang on. But Katherine came up with an idea. She grabbed his fingers and cruelly bent them back. The pain caused John to release her, and Katherine stepped back and kicked John sharply and perfectly in the balls. He doubled over, and she kicked him again. As he fell to the floor, Samantha and Jenny cheered. The guest room was littered with boys writhing in pain. Heather had finally released Paul's nuts and had maneuvered behind him, sitting on the bed. Her size 9's were pressed against Paul's cock, Heather's shapely but strong legs wrapped around Paul's waist. She was controlling one of his arms with both of hers, his other arm flailing ineffectually. Paul was 6'2 and over 200 pounds, but he was under the tall 8th grader's control. Every time Paul would try to escape, Heather would jab her feet into his balls. Sometimes, she'd alternately rub his penis, which was dangling out of his shorts, with one foot then the other. Paul had no defense, and the erection he wore just made it more painful. Mark considered Marcia a nerd and was totally embarrassed that she had floored him. He had been distracted and the bespectacled girl had taken full advantage. "That won't happen again, Marcia," barked Mark as he swiftly approached her. Taking advantage of Mark's forward momentum, Marcia ducked under his arms and through his legs and threw her best punch as she went by. Marcia couldn't hit very hard, but she connected solidly and Mark's balls were already sore from her knee lifts. He yelped and lost his concentration. This allowed Marcia to quickly get to her feet behind him. She swung her foot up as hard as possible and connected with Mark's nuts. He went down as if he were pole-axed, crying and gasping for breath. Marcia grabbed his arm and managed to turn Mark over and stomped down hard. Mark couldn't even scream. His body convulsed involuntarily and both he and Marcia thought he was going to die. But after a few tense moments, Mark recovered his breath and just lay there. With Paul under control, Heather managed to release his arms and applauded for her friend. Sally recovered more quickly and saw Steve lying on the floor, with his head farther away from her and his groin completely unprotected. An interesting idea occurred to her. She got on her knees, and head-butted Steve's balls like a rhinoceros, then did it again. The guy screamed in pain, and Sally had something interesting to tell Jennifer later. Scrambling to her little feet, the tiny but perfectly-proportioned girl leaped into the air and came down hard on the older boy, catching mostly his lower abdomen with all of her 70 pounds. Steve's breath left him, and Sally did it again. With Steve mostly incapacitated, Sally moved to Steve's head and wrapped her legs around his next, lying reverse to him in a "69" position. More than a foot and a half shorter, Sally barely reached Steve's nuts, but reached into his shorts and grabbed them with fervor, causing tremendous pain. Steve was worn out from the quick fight and Sally had attached herself to his big body and he couldn't move. Steve had no defense. Sally continued twisting his penis and Steve could only groan and scream. It had taken the tiny 13-year-old barely a minute to wipe out the much bigger, older guy. She felt great! Michael had no defense for Sandi. She was quick, and he just couldn't stop her attack. Sandi's amazing legs were still beating a tattoo on Mike's balls when the rest of the girls filed into the room. Katherine's green eyes widened when she saw her brother. "Hey, Sandi, that's my brother Michael," Katherine exclaimed excitedly. "Let me have a turn." "No problem. But you said he was tough. He didn't give me any trouble," Sandi said as Katherine drove her knee into Mike's balls. "But who is that other guy?" None of the girls seemed to know, so they went and dragged the other boys into the room. Mark was sick to his stomach at the sight of Sally and Steve. It could have been from the beating he took from Marcia, but this was a different feeling. "That's my cousin Steve," whispered Mark, "he's a junior at State." "A junior at State!" exclaimed Jennifer, completely amazed at what little Sally did. "Why would a college student invade the house of a bunch of 8th graders?" "He was home and we told him what we planned to do," replied Mark. "He just figured to come and watch. But what Sally did to him…" Mark couldn't finish the sentence. He was too humiliated for his cousin. But Mark also thought about his ignominious defeat. The two cousins were badly beaten up by a couple of small, 8th grade girls. He looked at Marcia, who posed sexily. "Hey, Steve," cooed Jennifer in a voice designed to embarrass, "my older brother knows some guys at State. I'll let him know what happened, so they can spread it around the school. What do you think about that?" Steve, still under Sally's control, didn't even respond. The other girls giggled, and the group of boys felt even more humiliated. Sally finally released Steve, who took several minutes to rise. Following the other boys, their shoulders slumped, their egos shattered, Steve was the last to leave Jennifer's house. The excited, happy girls decided to have a party to celebrate. There would be some good rumors floating around school next week.