Winter Slip Up

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#10 of CBT One Offs

Sorry for the lack of submissions. I've been distracted by the wonders of ERP and spent too many hours doing that instead of writing actual stories :p

BUT I've returned and hopefully this rather short story will make up for my disappearance. This story has two endings since I couldn't decide which one I wanted to write so I wrote both.

Warnings: CBT, Castration, Ballbusting

Hope you enjoy! :D

There was an edit cause I messed up when I copy pasted the story here, should hopefully be all good now :)


Emmerich the beartic was on his way to visit his longtime friend, carrying a bounty of food to share with the weavile who'd given him many days of company. He was always excited to see the clumsy female but he knew to keep his guard up as she tended to get everyone around her hurt with her inability to have her legs beneath her. If there was ever a pokemon to give sharp claws to it wasn't her.

He saw her cave in the distance and readied himself to meet her, making sure that he was presentable and had brought her favorite snacks. Along the way, Emmerich remembered to step over a small rock that was just the right shape and height to catch his large pouch, a dreadful trap that he'd fallen to many times. He'd live to go around it but it happened to be right in the middle of the only path to his friend's home.

"Nora! I'm here!" Emmerich announced his entry, holding the hoard of fruit and berries in his arms.

"Emmy! It's been ages since you've visited," Nora exclaimed in excitement, jumping straight at him to give him a large hug. "You have to visit more often."

"I saw you last week," Emmy reminded her, trying to keep his haul from falling to the ground.

"That's not soon enough!" She complained as she tried to peer over his arms to see the delicious meals he had so graciously lugged along. "So... What'd you bring for me this time!"

His smile wasn't nearly as wide as the one she was giving him but it still helped to brighten up the room.

They sat together, reminiscing on various moments they'd spent together and making plans for future get-togethers. Nora kept close to him the entire time, her warm body pressed against him while they chatted away and picked at the berries he'd brought.

When it came time for him to leave, she ran to give him one final hug goodbye but stumbled on her own shadow, falling face first onto the ground.

"That hurt," Nora giggled, accustomed to the accidents that happened daily and unaware to what she'd done.

What she'd missed when she fell was the horrified expression on Emmerich's as her sharp claws grew closer to his malehood, cutting a gash down the middle of his sack and letting his full fruit drop out of their protective home. He felt the sting from the cut and grabbed his pouch in his paws, not yet realizing the full danger his genetic line was in.

"E-Emmy! Your balls, they aren't supposed to be like that!" Nora cried out, causing Emmerich to look down and spot the round shape of his pale cubmakers out in the open.

Now that he knew what state his prized jewels were in, he could feel the frigid air brutalizing the fragile organs, feeling sicker with every second that passed.

"I-it's too cold for them. W-we h-h-have to keep them warm," Nora proclaimed trying to grab her best friend's delicate bearhood.

"NO!" Emmerich yelled, pulling away from Nora. "I... I need to get home. I have to leave."

"You can't do that, they'll freeze before you even get close," Nora argued as she stood in front of him to block his way. "If you stay we can keep them safe."


(BAD ENDING)

"No... I'm leaving Nora, I have to get home," Emmerich stated stubbornly, pushing past the smaller weavile and hobbling away as fast as he could.

He ran through the thick snow, feeling the icy air biting at his balls and numbing them. In his frantic attempt to escape, he tripped on an unseen rock, letting his jewels dangle into the stone that had caught his low hanging berries before. Emmerich stumbled forward, pulling on the cords attached to his trapped nuts and yanking them from his body.

In an instant, he felt the ache turn into gut wrenching agony and lowered his gaze to watch his cords wave in the air, missing the hefty orbs they were meant to keep alive. He looked behind him and spotted Nora running to clutch two familiar lumps, crying as she held the stuffed cubmakers.

"E-Emmerich, are th-these y-your..." Nora stammered, failing to complete her question.

His legs crumpled beneath him, Emmerich completely stunned as he reached to grab his former pride. Nora's gentle handling of the dead jewels made him wish he'd listened. He took hold of his former right ball and drew it close to his chest as if he still had to keep them warm.

"You should've listened," Nora hissed, tightening her grip on Emmerich's detached jewel. "But you never listen to me!"

Emmerich winced, watching the orb form bubbles of nutflesh between her claws as she crushed it.

"N-Nora, please," Emmerich begged her. "My... My ball. You're gonna break it."

"It doesn't matter anymore!" She yelled at the stupefied beartic, launching her footpaw between his legs. "You can't even feel that! They aren't part of you anymore!"

"You went and castrated yourself because you didn't trust me, " Nora whimpered, letting his nut fall to the ground.

The cubmaker fell to the floor, leaking it's innards from several gashes that had formed from Nora's rough handling. It sat oozing Emmerich's genes while he stared at it, unable to process his impromptu neutering.


(GOOD? ENDING)

"O-okay," Emmerich agreed, letting Nora carefully carry his endangered cubmakers in her paws.

"Let's go deeper into the cave," Nora suggested, making him wince as she massaged his balls. "It should be warmer there."

They walked cautiously, treating every crack and pebble like an enemy. Nora was breathing heavily by the time they made it to the deepest part of her home, the spot she'd normally use as her room.

"T-these are huge," Nora stammered, awkwardly breaking the silence they'd been in since they left the entrance. "A-and ver-very he-heavy."

Emmerich stared at her, not sure of how to react, but his body rushing blood to fill his member as he remembered he had an attractive female holding his, albeit exposed, family jewels. His cock quickly rose from his sheath, making Nora blush furiously while she watched the pillar of male meat in awe, hugging his balls tightly against her chest.

"It's..." Nora gulped, breathing heavily and staring at the throbbing length. "It's impressive."

"My-My balls Nora," Emmerich groaned, gently reminding her of the delicate malehood in her grasp.

"O-oh, sorry," Nora mumbled as she gave his nuts more breathing room.

They stared at each other for a few minutes, unable to think of anything to say, until Nora broke the silence yet again.

"Can-can I?" Nora asked, bringing his left ball up to her mouth.

He could feel her hot breath washing against the sensitive organ, her sharp teeth lighting many warning lights in his head, yet he allowed her to continue against his better judgement. Nora's smooth tongue brushed along his ball, lighting up nerves in ways they had never been meant to and sounding many instinctual alarm bells which warned of imminent danger.

"O-Oh sweet Arceus!" Nora moaned, squeezing Emmerich's larger left jewel in a firm hug.

Emmerich yelped in pain as Nora demanded he go faster, mashing his plum and kicking it's twin as he passed against a sensitive clump of nerves inside her. He keeled over her, drawing another mind shattering punt from her footpaw.

"Yes, keep going," Nora cried out, mistaking his pained movements for enthusiasm.

She licked his ball while her arms formed a dent along it's center, forcing small "squick"s from the crumbling cubmaker. Her eyes rolled back as her walls collapsed around his member, joined by his left jewel. A rush of femcum splashed against Emmerich's lower half and copious amounts of testicular insides spilled onto Nora's chest, followed by a different spill in her depths.

He felt the urge to throw up yet held out until the end of his orgasm, stuffing his weavile friend to the brim with his cream. The prickle of Nora's claws tracing still intact lumps of ballmeat made him heave while he tried to sit back to witness his mangled orb resting on her chest.