Becky Fixes Her Problem
by tannim
September 14, 2009

	"Ow... OWW! Miss Cunningham!" Kit tugged at the chair he was bound to frantically.

	"I know, kit, the injections hurt, but it's important they are numb." The mother bear scooted around on the carpet kneeling between the boy's legs.

	She set the syringe down and stroked the boy. Her hands ran over his well injected testicles through his scrotum and she smiled faintly. She was so horny knowing she was finally doing it. A glance to her largely pregnant belly reassured her that it was justified, even if only because she let it happen.

	As a young girl, Rebecca had gotten to help castrate some of her uncle's farm animals. She'd enjoyed it a lot but once he died she hadn't gotten a chance to do it again. The woman was surprised how hot it was making her. It was making her hotter than rubbing the twelve year old boy she'd gotten pregnant from.

	Kit had knocked her up after using her panties to masturbate with. He'd shot over them and gotten some onto her sex toy hidden in her panty drawer when he'd stuffed them back in after she'd come home unexpectedly. His moment of panic made for an impressive surprise. He'd been shocked when she told him. He'd been even more shocked when she told him what she was going to do about it.

	Becky thought about gagging him, but she didn't want to. He seemed quite happy with her hands stroking his cock and balls. When he became erect she pleasantly stroked him, squeezed him, and worked him as she'd caught him doing for himself before.

	"I know this is a bit extreme, Kit, but it's for your own good." She clenched her thighs and felt a kick from inside her womb. Her baby grew a bit more active while she was aroused for some reason, and that made her need sex more. The bear ignored it for the time being though.

	"But..." Kit tried.

	"No Buts, Mr. You can't go around knocking up women!" She squeezed the boy's balls to emphasize.

	He didn't notice.

	Becky pinched a nut, watching his face. No reaction. 

	She slapped his scrotum lightly. No reaction other than Kit watching with wide eyes at the lack of pain.

	Nodding to herself she gave the boy's balls a hard punch, squishing them briefly into the chair's edge. Rebecca saw kit jump, but it was from the sound of it instead of any pain. The woman leaned up and kissed him.

	"They're ready." She reached for the scissors.

	"Please, don't, Miss. Cunningham..." He had given up tugging at the bonds holding him.

	Instead he'd focused on the pleasure she'd given him waiting for his nuts to go numb. He was fairly close to orgasm, but it would take several more strokes to get to the edge. He saw her cut his scrotum and he closed his eyes.

	"No..." Kit moaned without watching.

	He could feel a tugging and a cold sensation, but nothing painful at all. He dared to look and found his eyes shutting again at the sight. Miss Cunningham had both his testicles pulled out and held between the fingers of her left hand.

	Rebecca was squirming as she worked. Her pussy demanded attention. Her clit pulsed and jutted up enough to feel the pregnantly distended belly brush against it. Her thighs were soaked. If only she had a free hand.

	The woman held them and looked at them, enjoying the pretty white with squiggles of deep blue. There was only a little blood and she dabbed that up with a paper towel. 'So clean', she thought happily.

	"You have very pretty testicles, kit!" She sounded like she meant it.

	"I... I'd like to keep them..." He mumbled despite knowing it was too late.

	He'd gotten out all his attempts at persuasion and argument early. The boy really had nothing left to say. He could only watch his boss and captor lift a pair of pliers up. Only watch her clamp them together. Only hear the crunch... the crunch. He winced at the expected pain, but felt none. She held the pliers for nearly a minute as hard as she could. She'd even dropped the other nut to use both hands.

	Miss Cunningham let up on the pliers and tugged at the ball and twisted slightly. It came away easily from the crushed cord near the middle of the flat area. No blood from either end, she was happy to see. The woman held it up proudly.

	"Don't you want to see how pretty it is, kit?" The woman slipped her other hand around his dangling exposed testicle while she waited for him to look. Her fingers lovingly stroked the surface in her hand. When he opened his eyes and dropped his jaw she leaned down to wrap her lips around his jutting erection.

	The bear woman sucked happily, bobbing her head rapidly though it too had been numbed with his balls. She looked up and pulled away. He had felt the very tip tingle a little and looked down, but that was all he'd felt. She sat back, resting his removed nut on her belly.

	"A taste of things to come when you're my sweet lovely geldy bear." His boss sounded as though she wanted to do a lot more with her voice husky.

	Kit heard another crunch as his other cord was crushed. He heard her moaning and looked at her again with a surrendered calm expression. He took in her swollen erect nipples jutting from her breasts, the flush to her cheek fur, and that sweet scent he couldn't really identify but knew it was her wanting him.

	Kit wished he hadn't panicked back then... He wish he didn't see her holding both his testicles in one hand and rolling them around like oval marbles. Like marbles a foot away from his groin. Kit looked down at his groin and saw the flat look to his scrotum. So deflated and wrinkled. A slight discoloration was all that there was on the thin fur on his sack to show where the cuts had bled. He couldn't even see the holes she'd made in it from his angle.

	Rebecca plunked the precious boy jewels into a clear fluid she'd gotten just for the occasion and screwed on the lid. She planned to send them to a specialty store later to have a necklace made with them in it. Until then she had other things to do.

	Becky tilted the chair back until kit was laying on the ground still bound to it, then squatted over him. Her heavy belly over his face, his pussy wet and needy with it. The pregnant bear drug it over his muzzle then back until she felt his still turgid cock poke into it. She knelt over him and took him in full.

	"My lovely gelding." She murmured to him as she rode the boy. 

	Kit couldn't feel her heat around most of his cock. But he could feel her on him. It felt good despite what had happened. Her hands rubbed over him pleasantly and he hoped he was just dreaming a really good bad dream and that it would end eventually. He heard her cum felt her juice wash over his hips and belly, and she just kept going. He could wait for it to end.

	Rebecca fell asleep next to him. Her pussy well satisfied. His last load inside it. She wondered if he felt it shoot but he hadn't seemed to have. Her muzzle rested next to his and she felt more relaxed than she had in a long time. Her hand rubbed her belly, not minding being pregnant at all. It had brought her many wonderful feelings... and a handsome gelding.
