Sidney walked along a trail leading through the mountains, on his way to the next city. He planned to challenge the local gym leader and this was the shortest route. It was a desolate path, so he was a little surprised when he passed another person. He was going in the opposite direction, and waved Sidney down as soon as he saw him. When the man got close Sidney noticed several pokeballs hanging from his backpack.

        “Afternoon, stranger.” he said, assessing his appearance. “You seem like the trainer type.” Sidney chuckled.

        “That I am. What’s your angle? Looking for a battle?” he asked, hands on his hips.

        “Of course.”

        “I’ve got time to spare. You’re on.” Sidney said. He scanned around, then pointed off the trail to a clearing they could use. “Good spot.” The other trainer nodded in agreement. They walked to their battleground together and stood on either side of it. It was little more than a flat area of dirt and rocks, devoid of vegetation.

	Sidney threw his pokeball first, revealing his lucario. His opponent briefly pondered the choice, then chose a gardevoir to send out. The pokemon familiarized themselves in their new environment, then sized each other up while still a safe distance apart.

	Lucario wore a rigid expression, standing with his arms crossed and his feet shoulder-length apart. Subtly tucked between his legs was his sheath and a pair of balls, which were pulled close to his body in the chilly atmosphere. Gardevoir contrasted her opponent with a loose, aloof posture and a dress that tastefully covered her own bits. With a reserved look on her face, she locked eyes with the lucario and gazed into his aura, reading him telepathically to estimate his strength. She couldn’t detect any fear or uncertainty, but it was clear to her that she surpassed him in raw power. Her lips curved into an arrogant smirk as she predicted a trivial victory. Once they were both ready, the pokemon assumed their combat positions and the battle began.

	Gardevoir led with Confuse Ray, sending a blast of psychic energy at her opponent. Lucario ducked beneath it and dashed toward her. In a blur of motion he struck the psychic-type with an aggressive use of Quick Attack. She grunted and staggered backwards, taken off guard. As soon as the hit landed he followed up with Close Combat; disregarding his own defense, he sent a flurry of punches and kicks her way. She blocked or dodged some of them but was quickly overwhelmed. Before he had a chance to do any serious damage Gardevoir vanished into thin air and reappeared a short distance away. She frowned, realizing victory might not come so easily.

	Adapting her tactics, Gardevoir utilized Double Team to conjure a dozen false copies of herself. They flanked Lucario on all sides and encircled him. Lucario kept his eyes trained on the real Gardevoir, but as soon as he was surrounded by the decoys she teleported again. His stomach sank. Whipping his head side to side, he tried to keep track of them all, but it was an impossible task. Their motions were perfectly synchronized as they pranced in circles around him, ensuring continuous movement. He felt dizzy.

	Lucario knew that inaction against such a dangerous foe would spell certain defeat. Under pressure to find his real opponent, he lashed out at random with palm strikes and side kicks. Luck was not on his side, as each of his hits passed right through its target; every gardevoir he singled out happened to be a fake. His morale faltered and he grew increasingly paranoid, knowing she was still close by.

	While Lucario was distracted with the illusion, Gardevoir lurked among her clones, waiting for him to turn his back. First opportunity she got, the female kicked Lucario in the groin as hard as she could, burying her leg between his. Her shin met his scrotum with a meaty crunch and he let out a high-pitched yelp. The force of the blow lifted him onto his toes and caused his eggs to squirt out on either side of her slender leg. With nowhere else to slip away to, they were squished to a fraction of their width against his thighs.

	When she withdrew her leg Lucario covered his groin, his knees wobbling hard. His gut twisted and churned as pain radiated from his crotch, putting a nauseated look on his face. One by one each of Gardevoir’s false copies disappeared until only she remained. Moving to stand in front of him, she appraised the effects of her kick. Seeing him from the other side made her realize how good she got him. She gave a girlish giggle and covered her mouth with a hand. "Ouch." she teased. Lucario's face went red with humiliation and he growled at her.

	"Hey! What the fuck?! Unfair! Tell her not to do that!" Sidney demanded. Gardevoir's trainer shrugged.

	"What’s not fair about it? I didn't force you to pick a pokemon with testicles." he said, cheeky. "If they’re such a glaring weakness maybe he should defend them better. Or you could get him neutered so he doesn’t have to worry about it anymore." Lucario went pale at the opposing trainer's suggestion, and Sidney gave him a dirty look.

	"Don't hold back, Lucario. You got this." Sidney said, trying to encourage him. Refusing to let the low blow stop him, the canine uncovered his crotch and returned to his fighting stance. His blue-furred sac dangled lower than usual and was visibly bruised. Breathing heavily through grit teeth, he tried to block out the pain so he could focus on winning.

	Lucario bared his claws and they took on a metallic sheen. He charged at Gardevoir with them, then took a swipe. She lept backwards and he raked the air instead. He followed up the first Metal Claw with a second, then a third, but he couldn’t land a hit. The pain between his legs made it difficult to move with any kind of grace. Eventually it caused him to stumble and nearly trip, leaving him exposed. Gardevoir exploited his misstep by lunging at him with a kick that carried the velocity of a running start. Lucario intercepted it a split second before she obliterated his testicles, holding both hands out to catch her leg. A shiver ran up his spine as he felt her ankle gently slap against the underside of his aching balls, slowed to a stop just in time.

	As soon as it was clear the kick hadn’t landed, Gardevoir went to withdraw her leg. Lucario already had a grip on it, though. She gasped as the canine lifted it into the air and threw her forward, sending her plowing into the dirt. She shook her head, disoriented, then scowled at him. Gracefully rising to her feet, her eyes darted up and down her opponent, looking for an opening.

	Lucario could tell she was thinking of a new way to hurt his balls. He shifted uncomfortably, bringing his legs closer together in an instinctual response to protect himself. Even then he could feel her eyes probing between them with malicious intent. It felt violating. He hesitated to go on the offensive again, fearful he would not be as lucky as last time.

	After some deliberation, Gardevoir decided her current approach was too direct when pitted against a fighting type. Instead she fell back on her powerful psychic abilities to attack from afar. She stepped back to create more space between them, then outstretched a palm in his direction and closed her eyes. Lucario’s heart lurched as it glowed pink with energy, confused about what she was doing. In a frantic attempt to control the situation he attacked using a move the female hadn’t seen yet, lunging at her with Iron Tail. He spun around at the last second like he was delivering a roundhouse kick, cleaving horizontally at her with the metal-hardened appendage.

	In the middle of his attack, Lucario felt a powerful grip on both of his ankles. It interrupted the swing and stopped him in his tracks. He wobbled back and forth with abruptly halted momentum, almost losing his balance as his feet became glued to the ground. They were enveloped in a similar pink glow as Gardevoir’s hand was, and it made his skin tingle unpleasantly. He was facing away from her when he was immobilized, rendering him vulnerable from the rear. Panicking, he tried to wrench his legs free from the mysterious force. Even when he used all his strength he could only move sluggishly, like there were cinder blocks tied around his ankles. Naturally, his next reaction was to protect his family jewels. First he clamped his thighs together, then he pivoted his hips to the side and covered himself with both paws.

	Lucario tensed up and squeezed his eyes shut, anticipating a blow any second but unable to see when it was actually coming. His plan was foiled when his feet slid apart from each other against his control. Almost instantly he was trapped in a partial-splits position, legs spread at an obtuse angle. After that the glow surrounded his paws, which were forcefully torn away from his crotch and pinned to the back of his head. When he tried to replace them with his tail that ended up levitated out of the way too. His coin purse was completely exposed, swaying helplessly in the breeze. Gardevoir giggled as she puppeteered him and ogled his bits from behind.

	"You're wide open." she said, sauntering closer. He began to tremble as he felt her standing right behind him. Glancing down at the furred pouch swinging below his sheath, he became acutely aware of how unprotected he was. Sweat formed on his head and his resolve faltered.

	"P-Please, not again! I surrender, I surrender!" Lucario pleaded. He thrashed around in place, fighting her telekinesis for control of his limbs. Gardevoir said nothing as she reached down and grabbed his balls from behind, trapping them in her firmly clenched fist. She pulled until his sac was taut, then started stretching them. He cried out as they were manhandled, causing a sharp pain to rip through his body. After a few seconds she let his scrotum go slack, allowing her to roll his balls around in her palm like a pair of marbles.

	“You really expect me not to go for these? They’re hanging off your body like a pair of ripe berries just waiting to be picked.” she said, giving them a painful squeeze for emphasis. He whimpered and curled his toes, his legs shaking. “See? I’m not even trying and you look like you can barely stand.” She squeezed harder and he went stiff, mewling like a kitten. He could feel in excruciating detail how her fingertips sunk into his ball meat like unforgiving spades, digging deeper and deeper. When she had a good enough grip she twisted and grinded her fingers in circles like she was stirring their contents. A soft cracking sound like an eggshell being stepped on could be heard as she rearranged the fragile sperm factories inside his balls. They quivered and contorted as they tried to escape her cruel grip, his nutflesh bulging out from between her fingers. He wailed as she flexed her arm muscles, making an even louder crunch; the pain was unbearable.

	When she finally relaxed her grip and allowed his balls to slip from her palm, Lucario let out a shaky sigh and loosened up. He was damp with sweat and panting heavily, his knees threatening to give out from beneath him. Before he caught his breath, Gardevoir’s hand was replaced by her leg in a well-placed kick with the intention of driving them into his throat. Lucario screamed and doubled over, wrapping around the leg buried between his thighs. She released him from his telekinetic restraints, but the damage had already been done.

	Lucario crumpled to his knees and his hands flew to his crotch, cupping himself and holding on for dear life. After demonstrating his soprano he went silent, his abdomen tightening up and flooding with nausea. He was sure he could feel his nuts lodged somewhere in his stomach, but when he checked with his hands he found they were both still intact and mostly in the right place. The revelation did nothing to ease his pain, though. His body trembled violently and tears of agony unique to his sex streamed down his cheeks. He hunched over with his forehead against the ground, pale in the face.

	“Oh dear. You don’t look so hot. I didn’t break them already, did I?” Gardevoir asked with needless cheer. He was too wracked with pain to respond. She leaned down  to his ear and whispered, “I know you gave up already, but you’re still awake, so I'm not done with you yet.”

	Lucario gasped when he felt the familiar tingle of Gardevoir’s psychic grasp envelop his scrotum. He was filled with dread as it slowly constricted, forcing the rubbery eggs into a smaller and smaller space. Trying to pry her influence off, he scrabbled at his balls, but there was nothing physically there that he could grab onto. No matter what he did to protect them, the psychic-type had an untouchable grip on his testicles.

	Gardevoir held her hand out like she was cupping an imaginary pair of balls, her palm glowing. In a swift motion, she clamped her hand shut into a fist. Lucario let out an agonized howl. Feeling sympathy pain, Sidney fidgeted in place and covered his own crotch, though he tried to play tough and pretend like he wasn’t. The torturous ball crushing dragged on painfully long, the lucario’s cries echoing off the mountains and down into the valleys. Gardevoir grit her teeth as she squeezed harder, causing her opponent’s voice to jump an octave. He clawed desperately at his crotch, giving a futile attempt to rescue his balls from the invisible vice. Slumping forward, he planted his face into the dirt while moaning and shaking violently. His hands remained buried between his legs and his butt stuck up in the air. Within his grip his balls shrunk to about half their size, compressed in a way an organ was never meant to be. The canine yowled and wept, his eyes going unfocused and seeing double.

	After what felt like an eternity, Gardevoir loosened her grip until she was gently hefting the psychic orbs in her hand. Lucario wheezed and panted, his cheeks drenched with tears and his scrotum covered with purple and black bruising. His balls reinflated to their usual size, then swelled up significantly beyond it as they pooled with blood. Every time they brushed against his thigh or were caught in the breeze it felt like he was being stabbed in the gut.

	“Still conscious after a squeeze that brutal? You’ve got some endurance. I almost feel bad for you.” Gardevoir teased. “I bet the only thing you want right now is to pass out, right? To escape the pain?” she asked, smirking.

	Before Lucario even had a chance to answer, he yelped as the burning ache between his legs was reignited. Gardevoir closed her grip and used her powers to stretch his tescticles away from his body, pushing the limit of their elasticity. Then, without warning, she yanked much harder and he screamed. She refused to let go, and wound up dragging the dog around the arena by his nuts. He slid backwards on his hands and knees, shrieking as he was repeatedly pulled in circles. Reaching between his legs, he tried to get ahold of his balls to keep them close to his body but failed. They were stretched too far and his arms just weren’t long enough. It made him look silly as he contorted himself to get closer, only to be slid in erratic zigzags and shaken loose by Gardevoir.

	A full minute of testicle yanking was what it took for Lucario’s strength to sputter out. After being pushed so hard for so long, his body buckled under the pressure. He went limp but his butt remained suspended in the air, held up only by his testicles. A wave of electricity tore through his body as his weight was suddenly put on his scrotum and spermatic cords. Twitching violently, he clutched at the base of his sac, which was as far as he could reach. Foam formed at the corners of his lips and frothed up until it filled his entire mouth. He made gurgling and choking sounds as it ran down his chin.

	Gardevoir grinned as she watched Lucario writhe and convulse. Raising her hand into the air, she yanked them upward even further until he could no longer reach the ground with his knees. That was when he really felt the hurt. The pain made his throat close so he couldn’t even scream, let alone breathe. Slowly, his vision faded and his eyes rolled up, disappearing into his head. After a few moments he became completely unresponsive, dangling limply in the air by his horribly abused jewels. Gardevoir finally opened her hand and let the spheres of psychic energy roll out. The glow surrounding Lucario’s sac went away and he promptly flopped onto the ground, laying in a motionless pile.

	Gardevoir took a deep breath, mildly winded from exerting her psychic powers for such a length of time. Still, she didn’t break a sweat the whole fight. It was clear the battle was over. The unconscious Lucario was enveloped in a red glow as his trainer returned him to his ball.

	“Your move, stranger.” Gardevoir’s trainer proudly announced.

	“I’m done with this fight.” Sidney told him.

	“What? You only have one pokemon?”

	“No. The rest of them are male, and I’d like to keep them that way.” he said. Sidney stuffed Lucario’s pokeball into his bag, then took out a wad of reward money instead. He threw it on the ground and turned to walk away, giving him the finger. “Go torture someone else’s team.”

	“Ha! Easiest fight all week!” the trainer boasted. He turned to his Gardevoir, looking just as smug as she was. “Let’s beat it, champ.” She levitated the money into her master’s hands and they marched off together, heading in the opposite direction.

	As Sidney continued on his journey, he stopped at the nearest shelter he could find. It turned out to be a small cave entrance at the base of a mountain, which was good enough for him. He went inside to a spot that was hidden from plain view then released Lucario from his ball.

	Lucario appeared in front of him, curled up in the fetal position. He was rocking himself back and forth, squirming around while yowling pathetically. The human recoiled, loath to witness it. He took a bottle of healing potion out of his bag and approached his companion.

	“Let me help you, bud. Open your legs for me.” he said, kneeling beside him. The pokemon shook his head no, fighting back tears. He kept his thighs clamped together with his hands buried securely between them. “I promise I won’t touch them. I’ll just spray, okay?” he said softly, trying to coax him. Lucario hesitated, then reluctantly moved his hands away. He spread his legs too, though only the tiniest bit. Sidney reached down to open them wider and accidentally set off Lucario’s reflexes, making him scramble to cover his balls back up. When he realized he was only touching him around his knees he settled down and let go again, sweating anxiously.

	Before he did anything, Sidney took a short time to inspect the dog’s lopsided scrotum. “Wow. Somehow they’re not broken.” he remarked. Lucario squirmed uncomfortably when he said the word broken. It put a frightening image in his head. “Definitely not looking good though. That bitch really did a number on them, huh? Well, here. This should help.” he said, pointing the nozzle of the spray bottle at his genitals and dousing them. Lucario twitched at the cold sensation the fluid brought to his skin. The fur on his ballbag, the bottom of his sheath, and his inner thighs were wet. As the chemical soaked into the mangled tissues, his pain eased and the swelling subsided.

	Sidney kept spraying until the bottle was empty but his balls still looked beaten up. The liquid soon evaporated, leaving the area dry and ready for another application. He took a second potion out of his bag and started spraying again. Lucario whimpered and his legs trembled as pain radiated from his groin, stubbornly refusing to go away. It wasn’t until the fourth potion that they were back to normal and didn’t hurt anymore.

	Lucario breathed a sigh of relief. He took his balls into his paw and rolled them around, feeling for swelling or tender spots but finding none. His scrotum was once again a healthy blue, with all bruising and discoloration beneath the fur gone. The canine sat up and pulled his trainer into an embrace, licking his face while wagging his tail. Sidney snickered and gave him a few strokes on the head, letting him get it out of his system.

	“All better?” he asked. Lucario gave him a smile. “Good. And uh… let’s take it easy with the psychic opponents.” Sidney suggested. “I’ll have you sit the next gym out. I heard she’s really into those types.” Lucario turned pale and his tail stopped. Just the thought of fighting another pokemon that could crush his nuts from across the room made him queasy. They shrunk up against his body in response, like they were trying to run away and hide. He covered them back up with a paw and agreed with his trainer, nodding vigorously.