**Hey everyone. Long story here, but it's broken into multiple parts. Each part involves a different kind of abuse.**

**This story involves individuals with super powers. Felix has a regenerative healing ability and is abducted by identical triplet sisters known as the ABCs, each of whom have a unique power of their own. Contains: ballbusting, castration, penectomy, etc. All characters are in college and over 18.**

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Part 1: Felix Meets The Triplets

Identical triplets Abigail, Beatrice, and Claire were often referred to as the ABCs at the small private college they attended in New Hampshire. They lived in a beautiful old Victorian home up on a hill that was situated just across the road from the campus below. They were gorgeous and popular, and you could typically only tell them apart by their hairstyles. Abigail wore hers long and straight, Beatrice had a ponytail, and Claire, the most eccentric of the triplets, wore these big crazy pigtails that laid on top of her perky breasts.

Despite how popular and well known they were, the ABC’s had two major secrets. First, they were secretly mutants, each with a different power. Kind of like the X-Men but in the real world. 

Second, they were all equally sadistic. They loved nothing more than watching young, fit, attractive men in excruciating pain, and thus a young man’s balls were their favorite targets above all else not only because of the pain they could inflict, but also because of the sheer terror it inspired in their victims. 

On this particular day, just as the sun was beginning to set, the ABCs approached a boy named Felix that Abigail had been watching for a while now. Shy, handsome, 6’2” Felix was laying out on a towel in the quad, enjoying golden hour and reading a novel. On prior occasions, the telepathic Abigail had read Felix’s thoughts, scanned his memories, and informed her sisters that Felix was also a secret mutant, one with a regenerative healing ability. 

“Like … Wolverine?” Beatrice had asked. 

Not exactly. Felix did not have super strength or a metal skeleton or claws or anything, nor did he have an exceptionally high pain tolerance even. But if injured, Felix’s body would heal itself almost instantly. He could even theoretically regrow limbs if one were severed, though nothing like that had ever happened to him. Felix had grown up knowing that he was different, but not knowing that there were others out there like him. People with special abilities. For now, Felix thought that only his parents knew about his unique ability. 

Currently, Felix noted that the golden hour was almost over and he was feeling a bit hungry, so he stood up, tossed his towel over his shoulder, and tucked his novel under his arm. Felix was wearing a small, off-white pair of trunks that sat low on his hips. A sudden breeze blew against him, making his little trunks cling to his body. And since he was not wearing underwear beneath his trunks, the ABCs could see his long, thick visible penis line which made them drool with anticipation of abusing him. 

Each girl was enamored with something different about Felix’s physical appearance; Abigail was a sucker for a guy with a cute, muscular butt whereas Beatrice liked his obliques and his deep, sexy V lines. Claire, meanwhile, couldn’t stop looking at his handsome face and his long, dark curls.

Abigail was by far the most powerful of the triplets, able to not only read minds, but also to control other people by issuing simple verbal commands while looking at them. And she was the self-appointed leader of the group.

“Felix,” Abigail said as she walked up to the handsome young stranger. “Take my arm and come home with me. And don’t ask questions along the way.”

Dropping his belongings, Felix took Abigail’s arm without hesitation and began walking home with them. He felt like he was having an out of body experience as they walked up the hill to the large Victorian home at the top of it. A large doberman was sitting on the front porch like a gargoyle. 

“Move, Cerberus,” Abigail said. The doberman sauntered away quietly.

The inside of the home was dimly light by candles and Edison bulbs. It reminded Felix of a witch’s house. At the end of a long hallway there was a dining room connected to a kitchen and a large, solid oak dining table in the middle. Across from that, a roaring fireplace.

Abigail began to remove her clothing starting with her yellow sundress. Felix’s eyes went wide. Beatrice and Claire started to remove their clothing as well. 

“Something you should know about Felix,” Abigail said. “He’s a minute man. Always cums in less than a minute because every time he does, his regenerative healing power immediately replenishes his balls for him. So basically he has a completely full load at all times.”

Beatrice and Claire nodded approvingly. 

“How … how do you know these … these things about me?” Felix asked. 

“You’re not the only person in the world with special abilities, Felix,” said Abigail. “I can read your thoughts and scan through your memories by looking at you. I know that you thought you were the only one, and that only your parents know about your healing ability. Just as I know that because your body thinks that having a full load in your balls at all times is just some sort of natural default, you are pretty much horny all the time, but you’ve learned to distract yourself by reading your books and trying not to think about it.”

“Well … okay,” he said. “So … why have you brought me here? What do you want from me?”

“Oh, you’ll see,” Abigail said. “Remove your bathing suit.”

Felix pulled his trunks down and stepped out of them, revealing his big dick and an amazing set of loose, heavy low hangers. The ABCs licked their lips simultaneously.

Abigail continued to explain their powers. “My sister, Beatrice, has super strength. She is also super dumb, but that’s not a power, that’s just how she is.” 

Beatrice fumed in the background. Abigail considered Beatrice to be an imbecile and was constantly putting her down for it. 

“And Claire, well, her power is a bit strange,” Abigail continued. “When Claire looks at someone, she can sense their emotional state and she feels the exact opposite. If she looks at someone who is in pain, she feels an equal amount of pleasure. If she looks at someone who feels extremely happy, she feels equivalently sad.”

Suddenly Abigail bursted out laughing and turned to Claire. “He thinks your power’s lame, Claire Bear!”

Claire’s mouth was agape. “How DARE you?!” she yelled at Felix. “My power is NOT lame.”

“He also thinks you’re the least hot of the three of us. He thinks your pigtails are stupid.”

Claire gasped, genuinely stung by the comment about her pigtails. 

“I … I didn’t say that!” Felix yelled. “I didn’t think it, either. She’s making that up!”

Claire had always been overly sensitive about her power. Not only did it not provide any combat advantages like her sisters’ powers, but it had made her life quite difficult at times. Nevertheless, she had eventually learned to embrace her power, and she vehemently defended its personal utility.

“My power is AMAZING,” she said, stomping towards Felix. “Do you know how much suffering and sadness there is in this world? We’re surrounded by it at all times, and yet my brain turns it into pure joy. My power is the greatest gift in the world. Here, let me show you…”

Part 2: Claire’s Power

Claire lunged forward and rammed her knee between Felix’s legs, crushing his testicles into his pelvis. 

Felix and Claire both screamed and doubled over at the same time, grabbing their naked crotches, Felix in agony and Claire in ecstasy.

“Oh fuck that hurts!” Felix whined.

“Oh it feels so fucking good!” Claire purred as she looked at Felix. Whatever Felix was feeling between his legs right now, Claire was feeling the reverse of it between hers. “Make him get on all fours, Abigail.”

Abigail commanded Felix to turn around and get down on all fours, giving them all a nice view of his firm round ass, which was Abigail’s favorite part of him, and his big dangling manhood. 

Claire stepped forward and kicked him right in his big hairy balls, making him scream out loud. Claire nearly fell over from the pleasure she felt between her own legs. She started rubbing herself with her fingers and she was soaking wet. 

She kicked him again and again, and each time his sack would turn red but then it would heal itself within a second or two. Claire dropped to her knees, no longer able to stand because of her orgasm. She grabbed his scrotum and squeezed his balls down to the bottom of their bag and with her other hand she made a tight fist and punched them as hard as she could while he screamed, cried, and begged for her to stop. 

Part 3: Abigail’s Switchblade

Soon enough, Claire couldn’t really function as the abuser anymore. It’s hard to dish out punishment when you’re in the throes of an intense orgasm and your eyes are rolling back, so Abigail commanded Felix to sit up on the edge of the oak dining table.

Felix sat his cute, firm little butt up on the table, panting heavily, his rosy cheeks wet with tears. He begged for mercy, but they all ignored him or even laughed at him. Abigail whispered something in Claire’s ear and Claire smiled and giggled. Beatrice looked a little angry that she was being left out of whatever was happening.

Abigail left and quickly returned with an ornate, antique switchblade. Felix’s heart was pounding as she pressed a button and silver blade came flying out. 

She walked over to Felix and roughly snatched his balls, making him squeal as she squeezed them hard and pulled them towards her. 

“I’ll tell you what, Felix,” Abigail said. “If you can last more than one minute without cumming, you can keep this set of balls.”

She grabbed his big balls and yanked them towards her, making him gasp. She glanced at the clock on the wall until the second hand was at the top. “Go ahead, Claire.”

Claire giggled, spit in her hand, and started to stroke Felix’s cock. Despite the dire situation, his balls were very full, as they always were, and his cock got hard very quickly even though he didn’t want it to. Sitting down, Beatrice licked her fingers and began to rub her clit while she watched.  

“Please,” Felix said. Only a few seconds had passed but he could already feel himself getting close. It didn’t help that the ABCs were extremely hot and completely naked. “Please don’t do this…”

“45 seconds to go,” Abigail said, holding the switchblade under his balls. “You had better not cum, Felix. I can read your mind, so I already know how close you are…”

Claire stroked a little faster now and started kissing Felix’s shoulder and rubbing his inner thigh.

“Oh you are sooo big, Felix,” Claire purred. “Are you gonna cum for me, baby? Oh please cum for me, Felix, I want it sooo badly…”

With Claire’s wet fingers sliding all around his delicate glans, poor Felix just couldn’t hold it back.

“Oh … oh fuck!” Felix said as a long rope of cum shot out of him. 

“Better luck next time,” Abigail said, and with that she yanked down on his balls while yanking up on her switchblade, slicing them right off and making him scream. Claire, meanwhile, had to catch herself on the table because of the orgasm she was having.

“Fuck that was hot,” Beatrice exclaimed gleefully, only to become furious a moment later when Abigail chucked Felix’s balls over her shoulder, hitting Beatrice in the face with them. 

“Abigail, you fucking bitch!” Beatrice yelled. She picked up the fallen bag of balls and chucked them into the fireplace.

Something strange happened next. All over his body, his skin started rippling as there was a wave underneath. And then a brand new set of testicles dropped out of him and quickly grew a whole new scrotum around them. It all happened in just a few seconds. 

“Does he look a little bit … leaner?” Claire said. “Or is it just me?” 

“His body is taking mass from elsewhere to replace the mass that I removed,” Abigail said. “I’d say it’s basically using his fat cells and turning them into whatever kind of cells are needed to make him whole again. Muscle cells, organ cells, skin, cum, et cetera.”

“Please let me go,” Felix begged. 

“We’re only getting started,” said Abigail. “Hold still, Felix. Claire, he should be ready for another round now.”

Claire giggled and spit in her hand again. Despite the horror of what had just happened, Felix had a fresh set of balls with a full load inside of them, and even though he wanted all this to stop, he couldn’t stop himself from getting an erection as soon as Claire stroking his cock again.

“It’s so long and firm,” Claire said, stroking vigorously. 

“30 seconds down,” Abigail said. “Come on, Mr. Minute Man, you’ve got this. You can do it!”

Felix was already so close to summing again that he tried desperately to think of his grandparents, or his childhood pet that passed away, or starving kids in Africa—anything that might stop him from… 

“Oh fuck,” he said, as Claire bent down and put her mouth around it, pushing it all the way down until he could feel his cock sliding into her throat. 

Felix’s eyes rolled back in his head. There was no stopping it now. He squirted one rope after another into Claire’s throat while she kept her eyes closed so she wouldn’t feel his pleasure at this moment converted into her pain. When Abigail jerked up on her switchblade, Felix screamed, and that’s Claire opened her eyes again to feel his agony come back to her as an orgasm. 

Abigail showed Felix his own balls, cupped in the palm of her hand. “Pair number two,” she said, and then she chucked them into the fireplace. 

They watched the ripples again as Felix’s body recruited fat cells to make a fresh pair of big, full low hangers. Felix had already been in great shape at the start of the evening, but now he was starting to look ripped like a professional athlete. He had a well defined six pack now, his cheeks had become slightly more hollow, and there were long, thick veins running down his arms.

“I want to try something else now,” Abigail said. “But first, I have to admit, Felix, I do like this lean, ripped look on you… but I think you could go just a little bit leaner and it would be perfect.” 

“No, no, please!” Felix begged. “Not my balls! Please!”

Abigail shrugged. “Okay.”

She slashed with her switchblade without even looking and Felix gasped in pain as his cock hit the floor. And then he dropped to his knees and screamed. 

Part 4: The Kitchen Drawer

Abigail sat on the kitchen counter and spread her legs. There was a narrow drawer between them, meant to hold long, skinny kitchen utensils, though it was currently empty. She opened the drawer just a few inches.

“Felix, my love,” Abigail said. “Come put your balls in this drawer and your hard cock inside of me.”

“Please don’t make me do this,” Felix begged, even as he lifted his balls and dropped them into the drawer. Claire stroked him a couple times and then helped guide his erection into her sister’s warm, wet pink pussy. 

Felix’s eyes rolled back a little as he entered her because it felt so good. 

“Now I want you to fuck me as hard and as fast as you can,” Abigail said. “You’re gonna slam those nuts inside of that drawer with every thrust. Do it until I tell you to stop.”

“Oh god,” Felix said as he prepared for the first thrust. He grabbed Abigail’s ass and pushed his hips back, and then he slammed his hips forward, thrusting his cock deep into Abigail and also completely crushing his balls inside of the drawer as he slammed it shut. 

Felix screamed. As he pulled his hips back, his long heavy battered balls pulled the drawer back open. Over and over and over, he thrusted his hips as hard and as fast as he could, fucking Abigail’s brains out while also crushing his testicles every single time. 

Abigail commanded Beatrice to pick up a heavy, full length mirror so she watch Felix’s firm, round butt and his long, muscular legs as he thrusted into her over and over and over while crying out in pain.

“He’s cumming,” Abigail said. “I can feel it.”

Since Felix’s balls kept breaking and healing repeatedly, he came multiple times over several minutes. Eventually, his cum started flooding out of her, slowly filling up the drawer. 

Part 5: Claire’ Back Door and Beatrice’s Super Strength

Claire bent over the dining room table and spread her ass cheeks apart. 

“I’ve always liked it in door number two,” she said to Felix, winking at him over her shoulder. 

“Do it gently,” Abigail said to Felix. “She likes it slow and loving. Kiss her while you do it and say sweet, loving things to her.”

Felix had no choice, of course. He couldn’t control what he said or did after Abigail issued a command. 

So he stood behind Claire and gently pressed the tip of cock against her little hole, and he slowly and gently pushed it inside of her. She moaned deeply with her eyes closed. 

“Are you okay, my love?” Felix said. He was astonished that those words were coming out of his own mouth. 

“How does this feel?” Felix continued, gently sliding his cock in and out of her backdoor. 

“Soooo good,” Claire said. 

Felix kissed along her spine and gently reached underneath and cupped her breasts. “I love you so much,” he whispered. 

Beatrice walked up behind him. “I hope you don’t mind of I play, too.”  

“Beatrice is gonna hurt you, Felix,” Abigail said. “But just keep doing what you’re doing. Claire really loves this.”

Beatrice grabbed Felix’s balls from behind and whispered in his ear, “Be nice and quiet so I can hear them pop.”

With her super strength, she squeezed his balls together in her hand. Felix gasped, all the air rushing out of his lungs. 

Claire looked over her shoulder at Felix so she could feel his pain reflected back to her as pleasure. 

“Pop ‘em,” Claire said. 

There was a loud, wet sounding CRUNCH as Beatrice squeezed down hard, breaking Felix’s testicles inside of their bag and inside of her hand. He screamed and trembled while Claire moaned and orgasmed. 

Beatrice loosened her grip until she could feel Felix’s testicles reinflating themselves and becoming firm again instead of mush. As soon as they were whole, she squeezed again, popping them instantly. Felix screamed. 

“Don’t stop pleasuring Claire,” Abigail reminded him.

Felix’s long, lean legs were shaking badly as he attempted to gently sodomize Claire as he squeezed her breasts and planted light, loving kisses on her back. Meanwhile, Beatrice continued to squeeze his testicles until they popped and mushed between her fingers, and they would heal and reform within seconds, and then she would pop them again and again. 

It was a miracle he wasn’t losing his erection each time, but it seemed to have a mind of its own and Claire was purposely squeezing it with her sphincter, which was helping to keep poor Felix erect. 

Abigail sat down and watched, slowly fingering herself as she listened to the dozens and dozens of POPS and CRUNCHES and SQUELCHES and Felix moaning and screaming every time. She loved that every single time that Beatrice crushed Felix’s balls into mush, they somehow made a different, unique sound each time. Sometimes one nut broke before they other one, resulting in a CRUNCH and then a scream and then a wet SQUELCH and then another scream, and it was like music to her ears. 

Part 6: Cerberus

Beatrice could have gone all night with this, but Abigail told her that was enough.

Felix was dripping sweat all over the floor as his finally pulled back from Claire, his long softening cock slowly exiting her rectum and flopping back down between his hairy thighs. 

Claire rubbed Felix’s cheek which was hollow and sweaty. “Thank you, Felito,” she purred. “You did really well back there. My hole’s gonna be sore for a long time now. And that’s my favorite part because I’ll be reminded of it every time sit down for the next few days.”

Beatrice looked down at Felix’s softie and remarked, “You know I just noticed for the first time that he’s uncut. I kinda like the uncut ones. It’s kinda sexy.”

Abigail and Claire glanced at each other and then at Beatrice.

“Jesus Christ,” Abigail said. “Are you also noticing for the first time that his shit grows back when we cut it off of him? Were you expecting him to be circumsized? Don’t you think the foreskin would have, you know, grown back?!” 

Claire giggled as Beatrice’s face turned dark red as she realized how dumb her remark had sounded. Abigail reached out and tapped her knuckles on the side of Beatrice’s head. “Hello??? Is there anything in there???” Abigail said in a mocking tone of voice. “Jesus, how on earth did Claire and I end up with such a useless fucking retard for a sister? Good lord.”

Abigail turned her attention back to Felix. “We’re so sorry about our sister, Felix. Most people think ABC means Abigail, Beatrice, and Claire, but the B actually stands for Braindead Bih—”

The words got stuck in Abigail’s throat as Beatrice grabbed her the neck. Claire’s eyes went wide. Beatrice standing up against Abigail had never happened before. 

“What’s the matter?” Beatrice said. “Cat got your tongue?”

Abigail’s face was turning red and some veins were bulging out near her temples. 

Beatrice turned away her back towards Felix and lifted Abigail off of her feet. 

“Your power is useless if you can’t speak,” she said. “And the B stands from brawn. You annoying little CUNT.”

Felix saw a moment of opportunity that had not existed for the entire evening up until now. Abigail could see and hear Felix’s thoughts as if they were her own, and tried to warn Beatrice with her eyes, darting them back and forth between the two of them, and darting them repeatedly to the switchblade that was still laying on the table… 

But alas, Beatrice didn’t know what to make of Abigail’s darting eyes. Thus, Felix grabbed the switchblade and slammed it into Beatrice’s back. She screamed and dropped Abigail as the blade pierced her shoulder and came out on the other side. 

Abigail gasped, sucking in a huge breath of oxygen. She opened her mouth to give a command, only to feel the sudden impact of Felix’s fist colliding with her throat. Felix was huge compared to Abigail, so she went flying backwards and thudded across the floor, grasping her neck and wheezing loudly. 

Felix was just about to turn his attention to the last remaining sister when he felt her tiny little foot smash into his testicles with such force that they cracked open against his pelvis. He gasped loudly and dropped to his knees. He didn’t know Claire was capable of a kick like that. He grabbed his balls and vomited. Meanwhile, Claire crumpled to her knees, having the best orgasm of her life. 

Inside of his hands, Felix could feel his testicles returning to their normal size and shape. He reached out and grabbed Claire’s head and slammed it into the side of the dining room table. It made an awful sound against it, leaving her momentarily dazed. Then he stood up and grabbed each of her pigtails in his hands. 

“Uh oh,” Claire said. 

Using her pigtails, Felix yanked her head towards him as he drove his right knee into her face, breaking her nose. Blood started running out of her nostrils a moment later. 

“Owie,” Claire croaked. And then she slumped over unconscious. 

Felix jumped over her body and went sprinting down the hallway, unlocking several locks on the door and flinging it open. He got one bare foot onto the porch when he heard a single word from behind him, uttered in a rasping, sputtering voice…

“Stawwwp.”

Felix froze and his blood ran cold. A long moment passed, and then Abigail walked outside. 

“Go and sit on the bench,” Abigail said, gesturing to a wooden bench on the front porch. 

Felix walked over and sat down. He looked down the hill at the college campus below. Night had fallen, the quad was empty, and every building was dark and deserted. 

Abigail sat down next to him, as naked and as beautiful as ever. She spread his legs and crossed one of her own legs over his left thigh. Beatrice stumbled out onto the porch with a switchblade sticking out of her should, demanding to be taken to the hospital. Abigail told Beatrice that she had forgotten her place tonight, and commanded her to stitch up her wounds herself, tend to Claire’s broken nose, and go to bed. Beatrice turned and went back inside, slamming the door shut behind her. 

“You know, I was just about to send you home, Felix,” Abigail said, still rubbing her bruised throat. “But since you hurt me pretty bad back there, I think I’m going to have to keep you as a pet now. And while I don’t give a shit about Beatrice, you hurt Claire pretty badly as well and that is something that will have to punished accordingly.”

“I’m sorry,” Felix said, tears welling up in his eyes. “I really am sorry.”

“I know you are,” Claire said, hocking a big wad of spit into her hand. 

Cerberus sauntered over to them out of curiosity. He sat down in front of Felix and, sensing his owner’s mood, he began to growl and curl his lips, revealing large white teeth.

Abigail began to stroke Felix’s cock. Within a few seconds, it was long and hard and covered in veins. His balls were full and heavy and were hanging over the edge of the bench.

“I can read your thoughts, Felix,” Abigail said, “and yes, you are correct about the command that you’re afraid I’m about to give.”

“Please don’t,” Felix begged, crying. “Please don’t.”

“Shh,” Abigail said. “Take your punishment like a man now. And you know what, Felix? I’m tired of giving commands. I think it would be fun if you did it this time.”

“Please, Abigail. Please. I’m so sorry I hurt you. Please, I’ll do anything to make it up to you.”

Abigail spread Felix’s legs open a little bit wider. 

“Give the command, Felix,” she said firmly.

Felix closed his eyes, squeezing tears out of them that ran down his cheeks. He didn’t want to watch what was about to happen. 

Felix opened his mouth and in a trembling voice he said… “Sick balls.”

Cerberus lunged for them. Felix screamed. Abigail stroked.