Here’s a poser: I was reading a book with my wife where a major plot point revolved around the intense pain of an injury to a man’s balls. This lead to a discussion of just how much being wacked in the nuts hurt - the immediate incapacitation caused by this sort of injury.
Thing is, I don’t know if there is really a comparable pain to which a woman can relate (not that other pains are not worse, but they don’t have the same particular quality). While every guy has experienced this at one time or another, naturally no woman has except for the transgendered … how would you describe what this feels like to a woman?
I would compare it to menstral cramps multiplied by a factor dependant on the situation. teste’s and ovaries arrise from the same fetal “organ templates” and have similair nerves connected, so it is a good guess that the pains involved would be similair.
As most guys will attest(icle) (sorry couldn’t resist the pun) it doesn’t take a major “whack”. Just a little tap, in the right spot can produce incredible “results”
Mother nature has seen fit to make the scrotum a very sensitive area, no doubt to insure reproductive success. Critters with “numb balls” would be more likely to lose them to accitdent and injury. This proves that Mother Nature is a bitch.
One of the things veterinarians do to cows involves palpating their ovaries per rectum in order to determine where they are in their cycle. In veterinary school it was suggested that male students keep one hand in their pocket, and squeeze the ovary no harder than they were comfortable squeezing their own teste.
So, I would assume, being wacked in the balls is similar to being wacked in the ovaries.
The deepest, yet sharpest, ache you can imagine, radiating in overwhelmingly agonizing waves from your crotch up into your lower abdomen - accompanied by an overwhelming tenderness in the affected glands. There’s also an element of primal fear thrown in.
The last time I got myself really good, this was accompanied by total physical collapse and drooling on the floor for five minutes. And afterwards I had to walk like a bowlegged cowboy and pull my pants and underwear forward, because even the touch of my underwear against my scrotbox was too painful to bear - for an hour. My female friends thought it was hilarious. My male friends were wincing in sympathy.
In addition to the normal pain in the immeduiate area, a blow to the testicles also starts a profound pain deep inside, that makes it feel as if someone is trying to inflate one’s urinary bladder (via the 4th dimension? It doesn’t feel as if it’s going in via the penis), and none too gently, either.
I have a friend who is a very big, scary looking dude. At the end of his marriage, he was toe to toe with his wife. She was screaming in his face, while he tried to control his anger. She finally flipped out and kicked him as hard as she could, right in the nuts. Except that she landed (unknown to her) a little off center.
So, my friend wound up with a nasty bruise on his upper/inner thigh.
When she (thinking her kick was on target) saw him not even blink, her face went white and she ran. He likes to tell people that she is, in all likelihood, still running today.
Having been kicked in the nuts before, I am completely incapable of laughing at anyone else suffering the same injury. I wish there were some way to convey to someone who lacks testicles what the pain is like, but I don’t believe it is possible.
Imagine the most pleasurable orgasm you’ve ever had.
Now imagine the exact opposite of that.
Now on the other hand, I’ve suffered pratfalls that other people have laughed at that, in retrospect, I’m able to laugh about. Stepping onto an ice-covered ramp, causing my feet to fly up into the air and landing flat on my back was one, but the best was replacing on an outlet. The vibration caused a poorly mounted cuckoo clock on the wall above to fall down and hit my head. The laws of the universe required that the clock actually make the “cuckoo!” noise as it hit. My niece was in the same room, and laughed her head off, but honestly I think Ghandi would have laughed in that situation.
I remember a fight I got into in high school. It ended with me getting a firm kick square in the nuts. I just stood there and stared at the guy who spun around and ran off as quick as possible. After that I just stood there.
And stood there.
And stood there.
It’s not like I could move or anything, hell I could hardly breath, I just stood there.
I’d say it’s like someone has placed the blades of a large blender in your lower abdomen and hit puree. Almost as awful as the actual pain is the fact that - at least this is my experience - there’s always a split second between the time of impact and the time you actually start to feel the heat and then that twisting pain. So if there’s a blender in there, is works its way up to puree from the low settings and gives you just enough time to think about how much this is going to hurt.
A duality of pain and nausea, rippling through the mind and body. That is how I would describe what it’s like for a man to see another man get wacked in the balls. I wouldn’t attempt to describe what it’s like to actually get wacked in one’s own balls.
Well, when removing the ovaries of a dog/cat, the effect can be seen. With appropriate anesthesia, respiratory rate and heart rate are level until you tug/squeeze the ovary. Then you can see a sometimes dramatic rise in both parameters.
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