The fourth of five suggested drawings from SPARTAHHH on Deviantart, in the comments of an image that was taken down. This “going to full capacity” thing isn’t totally unprecedented- many hypers take it upon themselves, out of curiosity, to find their full limit. Even women aren’t immune to these foolish impulses, but it’s still almost always something that a hyper has to make an explicit choice to do.

Enter Aaron.

If people remember one thing about Aaron, and it’s not the fact that he’s short or a hyper, it’s that he’s unlucky. He reacts inconsistently to the medication for hypers that suppresses erections, he gets erections at inopportune times, his oversized balls churn out cum at an incredibly quick rate and make his (proportionally) smaller cock dribble out cups of precum at the drop of a hat. He’s also, if you remember, been put in quite an awkward situation in front of his friends.

Suffice to say, Aaron’s life is partially defined as fighting against part of his own body. He’s had more than his fair share of days where he’s tried to jerk off, only to find that his body, while definitely responding well to the stimuli, isn’t letting him cum. Like in the aforementioned story, most times it’s just been one session before his body finally gave him the release he wanted. There have been a few times where he struggled with two masturbation sessions in a row, to a dangerous and quite messy outcome. He gets pretty desperate with three skipped sessions in a row, which have happened, what, some ten times?

And then there was this one time…

Friday evening. With work behind him and a clear weekend ahead of him, Aaron ordered pizza and gamed through the evening, mowing down hordes of aliens with reckless abandon. Rounding out the day, he slipped off to the bathroom to paint the back of the stall and… nothing.

Fuck. Okay, fine, it’s just happening once. He can deal with this. He hobbles off with a heavier weight than normal between his legs, throws a nightshirt over his head, and flops on to his bed. Balls: 1'7" diameter, 275 lbs.

Saturday morning. Aaron wakes up uncharacteristically early and stumbles off to the bathroom to give things another try. Hopefully turning things off and on again has fixed his little error. …No? Again? Welp, there went his nonexistant plans to take a walk that day. He sets forth to do nothing over the course of the day. No way is he going to expose himself like this. Balls: 1'10" diameter, 394 lbs.

Saturday evening. Aaron sets foot into the shower again, with more determination this time. Fifteen minutes later, he stumbles out with basically nothing to show for it but more sloshing around between his legs. Achingly full, he stumbles off to bed and ultimately decides to sleep with his package off the side of the bed, resting on the floor. Balls: 2'2" diameter, 689 lbs.

Sunday morning. He groans as he stands up; he hadn’t felt this full in a year or so. Well, at least his body took pity on him back then, surely it’d do so now since he’s getting close to his tipping point.

Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck! Aaron collapses against the back wall of his shower, another fifteen minutes down the drain and not any of the dozens of gallons of spunk he must have by now. He drops his face into his hands as the arousal drains from his mind and he realizes the state he’ll be in until his body finally cooperates with him. Balls: 2'4" diameter, 843lbs.

Sunday evening. It’s almost been torture. Aaron’s felt the constant pressure behind the base of his dick slowly mount as the hours passed, a constant, simmering pseudo-arousal that never quite manifested and never quite faded away. All they did was keep churning, frequently demanding his attention and preventing him from actually focusing on anything. As the evening wore on, he could only sit in a haze and watch his problem get worse and worse…

Balls: 2'8" diameter, 1168lbs

Until he felt it, a shift in the pressure behind his cock. Stumbling up and dragging his balls behind him every step of the way, Aaron staggered his way to the bathroom. He tried cramming himself through the bathroom door, only to find his balls were far too wide to fit through. After taking a step back and feeding his balls through one at a time, he lugged himself over to the shower and (after realizing how much space in his shower were taken up by his balls) started masturbating like his life depended on it.

Ten minutes later, he finally slumped back against the wall, then collapsed to the floor. Between his legs and underneath his softening cock, his balls rested completely empty. There was backsplash that got in his eyes and made it impossible to survey how cum-caked his shower was, but at this point, it was probably for the best…

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