Balls:
THUD!
“Oh-h-h-h-h” Billy trembled to his knees as the red rubber ball impacted directly with his testicles.
“I got him! I got him!” Gina shouted, jumping up and down, making her tits bounce in her tight white gym t-shirt.
“Right out of the gate huh?” Sergeant Lori (or as she was known on Tuesday mornings, Coach Lori) quipped at her cadet as he slumped down on the bench next to her. “Come on, a little rubber can’t bring you down like that.”
“They still hurt from yesterday’s class, sarge.”
There were nine players left in the game. Billy’s team still had Cyndi, Dawn, Michelle, and Johnny on the court. The other side still had all its players: Gina, Darren, Ryan, Noah and Elaine. There were three balls in play: one in Darren’s hand, one in Johnny’s hand, and one rolling around on the floor where it hit Billy before rolling up to Michelle.
“Come on team,” Darren said, “lets take them down before they have a chance to throw the balls back at us.”
“You got I!” Elaine proclaimed be fore winding back her hand to nail Michelle right in the face. Unfortunately for her, and less fortunately for her boyfriend. When Elaine wound up to throw the ball, it rammed right into her Noah’s crotch behind her, sending him to the ground. “Oops, sorry Noah.”
“You’re out,: Lori said, pointing at Noah.
“But he’s on my team,” Elaine protested.
“Friendly fire counts,” Lori shrugged. “Just ask his balls.”
“But- ow!” Elaine sucked in air as a ball hit her right in the tit. She glared at the curly blonde who threw it.
“You’re out too honey,” Cyndi smiled.
“The score is four players left to three players left,” Lori said.
“Not for long,” Michelle grinned as she launched her ball right for Ryan’s head.
“Get down!” Gina warned Ryan.
“What?” He said, not noticing fast enough.
Gina rolled her eyes and kicked Ryan in the balls. Ryan fell to the floor and the rubber ball went sailing over his head.
“Ha, you missed!” Gina stuck her tongue out at Michelle as Ryan writhed on the ground, still in the game.
“Thanks for giving me your ball,” Cyndi said to Johnny. Then she thought about it for a second, “though I guess compared to Steve, the ball you gave me wasn’t that important,” she giggled softly.
“Steve,” Johnny grimaced, “is he still in the infirmary?”
“I’m going to check on him later. Now get your head back in the game, they have all the balls.”
“Damn right we do,” Darren said, holding two dodgeballs in his meaty hands. “And we know how to use them. Ready team?”
“Ready,” Gina said, holding the third ball.
Ryan kept rolling on the floor.
Gina threw her ball at Cyndi.
“Johnny dear, would you stand here for me?” Cyndi asked.
“Uh? Ok,” Johnny got in position. “Why?”
Before there was time for an answer, Gina’s ball sailed into Johnny tenders, and he sunk to the floor across from Ryan as the ball that just hit him rolled to the other side of the court..
“Thanks Johnny. I’ll be sure to tell the sorority girls what a good boy you’ve become.”
Darren for his part launched one ballet Dawn and the other at Michelle. Michelle, for her part, jumped out of the way of the as the ball hit the wall hard. Dawn stood her ground, and the ball hit square between her tits, but instead of letting it take her to the ground, she stood firm and held the ball against her neck and chin until it stopped: Dawn had caught the ball.
“Caught ball,” Lori whistled. “Darren is out.”
Darren sighed and turned to take his seat on the bench. Before he could get there his nuts were assaulted by the sting of a red rubber ball. He collapsed on the ground next to the bench. “What the fuck? I was already out!”
Lori looked to Dawn who just shrugged, “Ooopsies,” she said. “It slipped out of my hand.”
“The game continues,” Lori said. “Three vs two.”
A ball hit Cyndi on the leg. She looked up to see Ryan getting to his feet.
“Two vs two,” Ryan said.
Cyndi gave a sporting curtsey and took her seat next to Johnny.
“Nice shot, Dawn,” Michelle said.
“I don’t need your approval,” Dawn said, turning toward the small asian underclassman who had been such a nuisance this semester. “In fact, if you weren’t on my team I’d-“ her sentence was cut off by Gina throwing a ball into the back of Dawn’s head. The throw sent Dawn’s head directly into Michelle’s tits and she struggled wildly to get out, motor boating Michelle vigorously in the process.
“Two vs one,” Lori said. “Gina and Ryan vs Michelle.”
All the balls were on Michelle’s side of the court.
Ryan really did not want to lose to this bitch.
“I have an idea,” Ryan said to his teammate, looking at the ball closest to their side. “You distract her, and I’ll get that ball over there and take her out while she’s aiming at you.”
“Got it,” Gina said, before she dove into a torrent of insults towards her roommate, as Ryan snuck closer to the ball. “Hey bitch, how does it feel doing your own homework again?”
“Fuck you!” Michelle launched a ball at Gina.
“Oh, come on,” Gina provoked. “Is that all you-“ a second dodge ball nailed Gina right between the eyes. Her tits shook as she spun. “Got?”
“Good thing you’ve got Ryan, cause after that hit you’ll be too stupid to do your own homework.”
“One vs one,” Lori said.
Michelle eyed Ryan, he was creeping towards a ball, it was in between the two of them. They both took off running for the ball. Ryan got to it first and crouched to pick it up.
“Oh no you don’t,” Michelle said as she kicked the ball directly into Ryan’s nuts. And for the second time this match, Ryan fell to the ground.
Dawn cheered.
Gina booed.
Michelle smiled.
Ryan moaned.
“This isn’t kickball,” Lori said. “Michelle is disqualified. Ryan’s team wins.”
“What?” Michelle asked.
“YAY” the team cheered, especially Darren, who, despite the pain, was glad to see Dawn and Michelle los.
Gina pulled Ryan up and danced with him excitedly, the movement hurting his balls. “You did it Ryan! WE WON WE WON WE WON!”
Michelle walked over.
“How does it feel to be a loser?” Gina asked to Michelle.
Michelle looked at the coughing Ryan as Gina draped his arm over her shoulder.
“Still kind of feels like I won.”