The first thing Kate felt that morning was sun shining through the window landing on her face. She turned over and picked up her phone from her bedside table. 9:46 a.m. on June 6th. “Only one week until my birthday,” Kate thought. “Kate Howard is going to be 25 in one week.”
She stood up and looked around her childhood bedroom. She was home briefly before starting her first real job after college. Her mother was freaking out trying to make this Kate’s “best birthday ever.” Kate had thought it was strange that this birthday was such a big deal. It wasn’t like it was 16, 18, or 21. 25 was a pretty meaningless age. Kate knew that if she didn’t get ready for the day to help her mother plan the party, mom’s stress would just lead to Kate’s day being that much more annoying. She walked out of her room and as soon as she stepped out her door, her annoying brother, Kevin, was waiting for her.
“Good morning, Cow-tits,” he greeted Kate. Kevin first gave his sister this nickname when she was a C-cup. Now that she had developed into a DD-cup, the name only seemed more fitting.
“You are really lucky I haven’t popped your balls yet, you annoying shit,” Kate responded. Kate had busted her little brother’s balls harshly hundreds of times, and it always amazed her that she hadn’t castrated him yet. Before he could respond, Kate walked into the bathroom and closed the door. As she took her shower, she started fantasizing about all the ways Kevin could accidentally hurt his balls in his room. Shortly after stepping out of the shower, Kate heard a knock on the door.
“Kate,” she heard her mother say. “Can you come out here please?”
“Just let me brush my teeth.”
“OK. Just one question. Were you thinking about hurting Kevin while you were showering?”
Kate froze for a moment. “How did you know that?”
“That isn’t important. Take your time.”
While brushing her teeth, Kate returned to her fantasy. It ended with her brother laying on the ground and his lamp falling on his balls, and its sharp edge severing the precious gonads. Moments after this thought, she heard a bang from the next room.
Kate burst out of the bathroom wearing one towel around her body and her shoulder-length, blonde hair wrapped in another. She rushed to her brother’s room and saw the result of the fantasy she just had. Kate’s mother was standing above Kevin, holding his severed nuts in her hand. “Oh good, you’re done.” She bent over and held Kevin’s nuts upto the spot they were meant to be attached. The still beautiful mother muttered something and put a blanket over her son’s bare ass. “Get dressed and meet me downstairs. And maybe stop castrating your brother.”
Kate stood there stunned for a several minutes after her mother left the room. Still in shock, she walked to her room, finished drying off, and put on a bright, floral sundress while neglecting panties and a bra.
Meeting her mother in the kitchen, she didn’t know what to ask.
“I know what you’re feeling,” the mother said. “I went through the same thing when I was your age. It’s something that the women in our family have been going through for hundreds of years. Maybe more, but we only know for sure since the first written account in 1799. Over the next week, you will be developing powers over the male genitalia. I know this is a lot to take in, but I can show you everything you need to know over the next week to prepare you for being what we call a ‘ball witch.'” The older blonde woman picked up a large book she had next to her and put it on the table. The cover read “Cassandra Howard: Ball Witch.” “Everything you will need is in this book. It may look intimidating, but a lot of it is diagrams. I think it is best we start with part 1 now.”
