Trudi gets mad. By Bumsquashed. Two boys on a train pick the wrong girl to pick on Trudi was late. She hated being late. Her friends had caught the earlier train to school and that meant that she had to travel on her own. Nobody liked travelling alone because all schools used the same train and lone pupils were often picked on by bullies from other schools. She sat in the corner by a window and tried to read but the three noisy boys opposite made this pretty near impossible. Barely a brain cell between them but they thought they were the smartest wittiest sharpest guys on the planet. They were fifteen, over two years older than Trudi, and before long they were teasing her, being rude suggestive and abusive, and irritating the hell out of her. She had to let them because they were bigger and there were three of them , but she was mad. Then one asshole snatched her book and held it out of her reach and another mouthy one teased and obstructed her when she tried to get it back. She sized up the possibility of fighting for it, but it was only a book and there were three of these assholes. Except suddenly there weren't. Next stop one of them got off with high fives and brainless comments all round. Trudi now fancied her chances quite a lot more. One thirteen year old girl against two fifteen year old boys. But not here, a train would be too visible. She resolved to follow them. Even more so when one threw her book back at her and invited her to kiss his dick. She let them go first then quickly scooped up her books and jumped off the train behind them. As expected they lagged way behind everyone else, the way teenage boys do, and half way down the steps she judged they would be alone enough to challenge. 'Hey asshole! Show me your dick. I've got some toast caught between my teeth and I could use a toothpick!' Asshole was half way down the steps and looked back up. Trudi stood at the top of the steps and was turning to walk back to the platform, watching out of the corner of her eye to make sure he came back up. And he did. With surprising speed he dashed back up the steps, soon followed by his friend, Mouthy. Trudi dropped her books and ran back to the top of the steps. As he reached the top step she launched a two footed dropkick hard into his chest. Asshole's downward progress was even more swift. He flew back down all the steps he had just run up, bouncing and rolling and passing his oncoming mate on the way up. Mouthy clenched his fists and braced himself ready to dodge another dropkick, but Trudi let him come to her and then crouched into a fighters stance. Asshole wasn't doing anything for a while, it was now just Trudi and Mouthy and the bigger boy was spitting blood with anger at what she had just done to his best mate. 'Okay bitch. Time for a good kicking.' Trudi responded by running away along the platform and round behind a disused building, as expected Mouthy came after her and just as he caught up with her he swung his fist at the side of her head. Trudi's hand caught his fist and her body pirouetted underneath his arm. Mouthy was still moving forward but his arm was going first sideways and then backwards. Trudi didn't hang about, she pivoted her hip against his and using the armbar she had applied for leverage she slammed him onto his back. Mouthy howled and wriggled to get free. Trudi however knew an awful lot about using leverage to overcome any height or weight disadvantage. She held his right arm behind his back with her right arm, she spread her legs out so that her right leg passed under his right leg and over his left and hooked her foot behind his knee. His left arm was still free but so was hers. As Mouthy tried to thump her with his left hand she rolled away from him, her limbs entwined with his forcing him off the ground and on top of her. Her left arm wrapped round his neck and she tightened her left thigh around his left leg. Trudi lay on her back with Mouthy on his back on top of her. She squeezed all of her limbs together and drew another howl out of him. Still he wriggled and Trudi knew that she would have to disable him somehow before Asshole got here. She still had all of the leverage and rolled him on over, rearranging her right leg along the way so that he was now face down with her arms round his neck and right arm and his legs trapped between hers. She let him size up his predicament for a second and then she made it much worse. Her feet were locked behind his knees and now her legs began to force his apart. He may have been bigger, but he had no idea how to stop this chunky little thirteen year old from splitting his legs wide apart. However hard he squeezed his legs together she somehow was able to overpower him. It must be her position he reasoned and he tried to twist and force himself to roll over on top of her. Trudi released the strangle hold round his neck and put both her hands on his right wrist. The grapevine still kept him pinned to the floor and moaning. With a satisfied smirk she twisted his arm to its limit and then with both hands she arched her back and pulled. She felt the shoulder wrench in its joint just before she heard Mouthy live up to his name with a high pitched feeble scream. She whispered in his ear how she was going to break his other arm, then both of his legs and then strip him naked., and he trembled. The big strong fifteen year old boy really trembled in fear of the hunky little thirteen year old girl. She grabbed a handful of hair and slammed his head into the ground, then releasing the grapevine she turned round and faced his feet. He was too battered to seize his chance of escape and before he could buck her off she had hold of his feet and was bending his feet back until his heels were close to his butt. Then she sat on his feet and cupped one hand under each knee and leant back, pulling his bended legs into the air, bending his back to its limit and forcing another feeble scream from his pale lips. She held him there for twenty seconds making him beg and making him cry, and making him know she was far to much for him to ever think about handling. She could have taken ages destroying him slowly and completely but the sound of steps made her look up. Asshole was at the top of the steps and looking for more trouble. Trudi dismounted Mouthy and stamped on his head to daze him, then kicked him with the point of her toe right in the balls. She purposefully walked out to face up to Asshole. He looked very angry. And true enough he was. He rushed at her, blindly forgetting any lesson he might have learned. Trudi simply drop-kicked him down again. But this time she followed it up. As he rose she slapped on a headlock, delivered a whiplash hip toss and turned the headlock into a sleeper and bodyscissor combination as they landed on the floor. Asshole pulled at her hard little arm around his neck and pushed at the thick strong thighs round his middle. He felt ridiculous at being beaten up again by a thirteen year old girl, but he could find no way of escaping her clutches or of hurting her back. As if to rub it in, Trudi let go with one arm and held a choke hold on with just the other one. Still Asshole could do nothing. Even as she tweaked his nose and his ears, he could do nothing. Trudi applied an almighty squeeze with each of her limbs and Asshole squealed in fright. The power was so intense he truly believed this girl was going to kill him. And she was loving it. Her fit little body had taken one bigger boy apart and now she was totally dominating another one. Mouthy was still curled up in a ball coughing up his breakfast and Trudi could take her time with Asshole. She stood over his cowering frame, put her foot on his face and struck a double biceps victory pose. Although he could see clearly defined upper arms bulging beneath her blouse, and very strong looking thighs up her short little skirt, and despite being beaten very badly already, Asshole lived up to his name as well and grabbed Trudi's ankle to pull her off him. Trudi let him pull her and fell over under his tug, rolling gracefully in the same direction he was pulling. As he rolled over to attack her she snaked both of her legs round his head and then just blew him away with a massive burst of skull splitting nose tingling sweet feminine thigh power. The boy choked in alarm and distress as his tormentress lay on her back, raised her legs in the air and then twisted her body over sideways pulling the frightened boy with her. She released the head scissors and pushed him face down, pulling his arms out to either side. As she did so she slipped her feet underneath his arms and then quickly locked her ankles and brought her legs together. His arms were now in a full nelson from her legs and his face was being pushed into the ground by her interlinked calves. Trudi had him at her mercy. Her legs squeezed and stretched his arms, and her fingers poked and prodded at his back, his sides, his face and pulled at his hair. All the while he felt his arms going numb and all the while she taunted him, useless little boy, feeble little girl, your ass is mine you big bitch, next time I see you I'm going to humiliate you in front of your school, your father, your sister, you will never get on my train again. She revelled in her dominance, but she wanted more. Again she stood up and this time she pulled him up with her by a handful of hair. He made no move to resist. His numbed arms wouldn't respond to his attempts to move them and he accused her of crippling him. Nice idea boy, she teased him, shadow boxing and slapping his face. Then she closed in and grabbed an arm. He tried to pull his body away but she held him easily in place. Held his arm at head height. Then launched herself up, wrapping her legs round his head and twisting her whole body sharply round sending him head over heels slamming to the ground, groaning as his back crunched against the concrete, grimacing as she twisted his already damaged arm then wrenched it hard using her thigh as a lever as she yanked his shoulder from its socket. She pulled him to his feet again and took his other hand. He kicked at her and she swayed aside and stamped hard onto his knee. He tried to pull away again and she pivoted on the balls of her feet, pulling him with her spinning him round and sending him crashing backwards against the wall. He bounced off, still on his feet but unsteady and Trudi danced over to him, backflipped twice and landed on his shoulders, sitting with her legs astride his head, squeezing her thighs tight and feeling his legs give beneath their combined weight. She put her feet out to cushion his fall and now stood with a kneeling bully's head clamped between her thighs. She piled on the squeeze, feeling him fade away between her luscious young thighs. Falling forward into a devastating somersault, keeping the tight hold round his head and flipping his whole body over her gorgeous young ass. He was out long before he landed. She removed his trousers and left him out cold. Mouthy was pulling himself to his feet as Trudi returned. He paled visibly and began to plead with her. He had not seen her beat Asshole but it was pretty obvious that she hadn't a mark on her and he was nowhere to be seen. And those howls had not come from this little girl's mouth. Trudi smiled at him. She was a cute girl, a real looker, but this smile was anything but. This smile was vicious and he backed away up against the wall. Trudi languidly swung her foot up and held his neck against the wall with it. He tried to move it with his hands, then he kicked out in frustration and anger at her standing leg. Before his foot was half way toward her Trudi's standing leg was already flashing in an arc into his jaw. Pounding the side of his head with all the brutal power of her delicious musclebound honey tanned thigh, breaking tooth and bone as her foot despatched victim number two. Landing catlike on her feet as he began his less elegant face forward collapse. Another trophy pair of trousers and another humiliated bully. Trudi saw them both again, but never for long. She knew a lot of their friends too, but none of them knew because none of them were exactly keen to share that sort of information.