This choice: You will be fighting Claire on Friday • Go Back...Chapter #6You will be fighting Claire on Friday by: karlmarx700   "You're fighting Claire, Brandon." Scarlet said, glancing at the schedule.
You sighed. Friday was two days from now. This wouldn't be easy. Claire was one of the toughest fighters you knew... And the threat of her breaking your balls was all too real. Even if she didn't do it to you in the rings, where such moves were technically legal but frowned upon, she could probably kick your ass and smash your precious little bits afterwards. You knew she was just enough of a cruel bitch to go through with it too.
Quickly, you rinsed off to finish your shower and put on a pair of tighy-whities, shorts and a loose shirt. You were going to take most of it off when you got home, but you had to try and keep up the appearance of being somewhat normal in public. You rushed out with your gym bag to your mother waiting outside.
"Hey, Brandon... Sorry you didn't win, but you tried your best, right?" Mom said.
"Yeah... Claire Silver said I'm getting kicked out of the league if I don't win my next match." You said, leaving out the part about ball-breaking.
If your mother found out she threatened to smash your balls she would only freak out.
"Oh. That's too bad, honey. I think you can do it!" Mom said, patting your back.
She didn't really seem to grasp the gravity of the situation, simply giving you the same words of encouragement she always said when you lost... But that was all right. Mom could be a bit aloof at times, she had a lot going on in her life too.
As Mom drove you home, you suddenly had a vision!
You saw yourself in the ring, naked, with your back against the wall. You looked down and saw that you had an obscene erection, and then...
The vision blanked out before you could see anything else. You sighed. Mom took notice.
"Brandon? Were you in a trance?" Mom asked.
"Y... Yeah, I had a vision." You said.
Mom clapped her hands for a moment and smiled, nearly losing control of the car and nearly going off the road. Your heart skipped a beat as she narrowly avoided crashing into a tree.
"So, what was it about? I always love hearing about these things!" Mom said.
"I... um... I'm naked with... You know, I'm not sure I want to tell you yet..." You said.
It was rather awkward to talk to your mother about erection, even though she had seen yours fairly often.
"Well, that's okay. You can tell me some other time, then. Oh, it makes me so happy my baby boy is using his powers more!" Mom said, smiling.
It wasn't long before you got home. You grabbed your things and got into the foyer, where you stripped back down to your tighty-whities, preferring to go around in your underwear when you're in the house. Your sister, Jenny, greeted you first.
"Hey, Brandon. How was..." You didn't let her finish.
"No time, Jenny. I need someone else's help, fast." You said, moving the diapered girl aside.
You knew there were very few people who could help you in this situation, and Jenny wasn't one of them. Quickly, you went down the hallway, searching for...
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