To start off, my name is Amber and I'm a T-girl. I started taking hormones early in high school, so I looked pretty good by the time I started at the state university. I had great C-cups, a cute butt and long brown hair. I even managed to get a nice dorm room with a private bathroom, so almost nobody knew my secret. I would tell my friends, but anybody who just saw me from far off would have no idea I had a cock and balls.

Funny, I thought the hardest part of freshman year would be picking a major. Turns out I should have been worrying about something totally different.

It all started with Scott. He was in half my classes, so we quickly became friends. We studied together all the time because we had the same tests to worry about. I'll admit I kind of had a crush on him, but we were just friends. He said I reminded him of his little sister, and he didn't care that I had been born a boy because he just thought of me as a friend.

The problem was his girlfriend. Grace was short, blond and sexy, with a cute skinny body and glasses. She and Scott had been dating since high school, where I guess they were totally inseparable. But now she was in the honors program, in a special dorm across campus, and in none of his classes. Soon after we met, I caught her glaring at me, and she'd be rude whenever she could get away with it. She thought I was trying to steal her man!

At first I ignored it, but one day Scott and I were in the lounge studying and things went a little too far. We were next to each other on the couch, reading our textbooks and jotting down notes. Suddenly I heard someone yell "Scooott!" and when I looked up, Grace was running up to jump onto the couch.

She landed on the couch with a WHUMP, but I was in between her and her boyfriend. She scrambled across my lap to get closer to him. Now, I'm not sure if this was an accident, but what came later makes me think that it wasn't. While she was climbing over me, her knee landed RIGHT in my crotch. She either didn't notice or didn't care, she got in Scott's lap and demanded his full attention. I doubled over on my side clutching my balls, they had been hanging loose in my pajama pants and she squished them pretty damn good. I was breathing hard and waiting for the awful pain to die down.

Finally noticing me after about a minute, Grace said "Oh I'm sorry Amber! Did I land on your BALLS?" There were only a few people in the lounge, but suddenly they were ALL staring at me. I couldn't even move though, I just curled up tighter into a ball and tried to ignore them. The embarrassment was almost as bad as the pain... She obviously said it extra loud trying to humiliate me. She must be getting more and more jealous.

Not wanting any drama, I decided to try being her friend. I started inviting Grace over to hang out, without Scott there to fight over. We ate at the dining hall together, watched TV together, and things seemed to be going pretty well... Until midterms.

Not only was I too busy to hang out with Grace, but I was spending more time with Scott cramming for tests. Apparently that really pissed her off, because after about a week of that, she called me up and asked if she could come over.

At first I had no idea she was upset. She said she hadn't seen me lately and wanted to hang out for a while. Scott was taking a test and I was waiting to study with him later, so I said sure.

I was really confused when she showed up at my room, because for some reason she was looking really good. She had on a white blouse that showed off her perky C-cups, a short gray skirt, and dark stockings. And, of course, her cute oval glasses. I was just wearing a T-shirt and pajama pants. Still, we sat on my bed and chatted for a little while.

Suddenly her lips were on mine. At first I was so shocked I couldn't do anything, but then I started kissing back. What can I say? As a horny 18-year-old with a secret to hide, I didn't get many dates. I just went along with it as she made out with me, pushing me onto my back on the bed.

When Grace broke the kiss, I opened my mouth to ask why she did that, but she just shushed me. I felt a hand tugging my pants down, and she started going down on me. I don't get erections all that often, but it had been so long for me that I was rock hard in moments. She didn't seem all that into it, though, like she was just going through the motions. I found out why a few seconds later.

Her mouth let go of my dick and suddenly she was glaring at me. "So," she said, and her hands wrapped around my cock and balls, "Are you trying to steal my boyfriend?"

"Huh?" I asked, confused by the sudden change. Suddenly her hand squeezed my balls, and I tensed up at the sudden pain. I grabbed her by the wrists, but there was nothing I could do without hurting myself even more.

"I SAID, are you trying to steal SCOTT!" She made a fist and twisted my nuts around, and now I was really hurting, gasping for breath. Her fingernails dug into my shaft. I didn't say anything, so she started pulling my nuts away from my body, and my back arched, my entire body wracked with pain.

"Nonononono," I whined. "Just... Just friends!"

"You think he's hot, don't you!" Every time she said something, her grip tightened around my poor sack. I shook my head no and she growled, giving my balls a sharp tug.

"Don't lie! You think my boyfriend's hot!" I was crying now, and all I wanted was for her to let go, just for a moment. I'd do or say anything she wanted at this point. "Yeees!" I cried, and she released my aching nuts. My hands shot out to cup my balls, but she grabbed me by the wrists and pinned my hands to the bed. My entire body was in pain and I just didn't have much strength now.

"You fucking bitch," she said as she climbed to her feet. She was standing over me on the bed now, with me lying there completely helpless. My nuts were swollen and red, and pressed up against my body for safety.

"I'm NOT losing Scott to a fucking TRANNY!" she yelled and raised her foot. I could barely see through the tears, and my body refused to move, so I couldn't try to defend myself until it was too late. The heel of her foot came down hard on my balls, and knocked the wind out of me. They were flattened up against my body, and she stomped them again, crushing them against my pelvis. Then she stomped on my cock a few times, especially the base, which didn't hurt as bad but left one hell of a bruise.

"Stay away from my man or I'm going to destroy your little balls!" she ordered, and dropped her foot down on my balls again, grinding them down with her heel. That part hurt worst of all, as my nuts were ground mercilessly against the bone. All I could do was let out a groan, though, and I guess that was enough for her. She scooped up her things and marched right out the door, giving me another death glare.

It felt like an eternity before I even managed to roll over onto my stomach, propping myself up on my knees. I was utterly exhausted from having all the muscles in my body lock up, but of course my cock and balls hurt more than anything else. I just curled up with my hands around my swollen, bruised sack.

I'm not sure when I realized that my dick was still rock hard. Was I still horny from the blowjob earlier, or was this some kind of reaction to getting my balls crushed? One of my hands wandered along the shaft, feeling the sensitive bruises along the bottom. Touching it hurt like hell, but for some reason I didn't care. I ended up jerking myself off, cupping my massive nuts with one hand and pumping my swollen shaft with the other.

After a couple minutes, I came, shooting thick jets of cum all over my bed. It made my balls start aching all over again, and I groaned in pain and pleasure, milking organs that were larger than they'd ever been before.

I woke up hours later, when my phone went off. I barely managed to tell Scott that I couldn't study with him any more, and then went back to sleep, still cupping my massive balls.