Olive Settles Accounts




Toontown was abuzz! It seems that ever since their big match, Popeye was
two-timing Olive, with Bluetette no less! Of course Olive heard the rumors and
decided to go to Popeye's gym and find out if they were rumors or if there was
any truth to what people were saying. Sure enough when she got to the gym,
there was Blutette dressed in shorts that clung to her ass like a second skin,
and a halter-top that barely concealed her huge breasts. Popeye was "spotting"
her at the weight bench and from the look on his face and the huge erection in
his pants, they were doing more than working with weights!!!! "Popeye", Olive
shouted, "just what do you think you're doing??!!" "Olive!!!! Why I was
just..errr that is, I was just showing Blutette some excersises, that's all"
Popeye stammered. "Oh, I just bet you were, you dirty two timing louse, and I
can see exactly WHICH muscle you were trying to excersise" she fumed. She
turned towards Blutette with fire in her eyes!!!!! "You big over grown
she-ape!! You keep your hands off my man, you home wrecker you! Now you shoo
on home and leave us alone!" "Now listen here you beanpole. Your man is tired
of your scrawny sad pathetic little body and your whining, he wants a real
woman for a change!" said Blutette, and she emphasized her words by flexing
her arms and showing Olive her huge biceps, while at the same time pushing her
huge breasts out and smacking Olive right in the kisser with them and knocking
her to the mat. She threw some boxing gloves at her and said, "come on you
skinny bag of bones, climb in the ring and lets settle this woman to woman.
We'll see how interested Popeye is when I'm done with you." Fuming mad and
muttering under her breath, Olive quickly pulled on the gloves and climbed
into the ring, where she tripped over the top rope and fell flat on her face,
sending Blutette into gales of laughter. While Blutette was laughing, Olive
charged forward windmilling her arms hoping to catch the big girl with a
punch, and to her surprise actually smacked Blutette right on the kisser!!!
Blutette didn't even blink. "Oh my, oh dear oh dear" said Olive. "That the
best you got? Here, let me show you how to REALLY punch" and with that Bluette
wound up and shot out a right hand that smacked Olive right on the nose making
her eyes cross and her knees buckle. Another left right to the kisser changed
Olive's hairstyle to a "Veronica Lake" peek-a-boo, another quick left right
changed it to "Shirley Temple" ringlets, another left right and Olive
collapsed in a heap at Blutette's feet. "Oh no you don't, we're not done just
yet, the fun has just begun" and with that Blutette grabbed Olive's pony tail,
stood her up and blasted her with another right hand that sent Olive to the
mat stiff as a board!! The big girl stepped on her hapless opponent's feet to
stand her back up, another blast to the kisser sent poor Olive back to the
mat. Then she changed tactics and just stood on Olive's feet and battered her
like a heavy bag with lefts and rights to the face and body. Finally she wound
up with a huge right hand that shot Olive into the ropes where she spun head
over heels seven or eight times winding her up like a top. Blutette was on her
in a flash and as Olive unwound she held out her fist which pounded poor
Olives' face each time she came around. When Olive stopped spinning another
big punch to the kisser started her spinning again, each time Olives face came
into view Blutette would blast her with again, until Olive was again wound up
tight, and as she unwound her poor face was smashed again and again by her
rival's gloves. "Hmmmm, maybe a little chest "workout" would help build up
your little bitty titties ", said Blutette, and with that uncorked a big right
hand to Olive's chest that sent her flying backwards. The ropes stretched to
their limit and sent Olive hurtling back at her foe, only to be met with
another big punch to her tits sending her flying backwards again. "You know, I
think its working" chuckled Blutette as she blasted Olive again and again,
"pretty soon and you'll finally have something to fill up the empty space in
your sweater". When she finally came to a stop, poor Olive looked like
something the cat had dragged in, her hair was a sweaty mass of tangles, and
her clothes looked like she had been caught in a thrashing machine. "Well
sweetie, it looks like its time to put you out of your misery" chortled
Blutette. She tilted Olives chin up with one finger held her in mid air and
hit her with another big punch that sent Olive flying through the air and
smashing into the lockers clear on the other side of the gym!!!! She turned
and eyed Popeye's giant hard on like a starving wolf eyes a lamb, "why don't
we just see what we can do about that "condition" of yours" she purred, and
sidled up to the awestruck sailor reached into his pants and started stroking
his aching member up and down with a smooth steady rhythm that had the little
sailor gasping and moaning for relief. Meanwhile on the other side of the gym,
the locker that Olive had crashed into was Popeye's and as the door swung open
a can of spinach tottered and finally tipped over emptying its contents into
Olives mouth. Out of reflex she started chewing, slowly at first and then
quicker and faster as the spinach worked its magic, when all of a sudden she
shot to her feet fully revived and raring to go. She flexed her arms and
beamed as she saw giant bowling ball size muscles pop up, she felt her fists
get hard as sledge hammers, and stalked on over to Blutette. She grabbed the
brunette by her long shiny black hair and tossed her head over heels back into
the ring where she landed right on her big shapely butt and slid backwards
smashing into the ring post, "we're not done, you big overgrown moose" growled
Olive. "Why you little runt, I'll murderlize ya" said Blutette as she jumped
to her feet and launched back at Olive with a flurry of lefts and rights, hell
bent on destroying her opponent. But when they landed it was like hitting the
Rock of Gibraltar and bounced harmlessly off Olive's chin, "what's the matter
dearie" smiled Olive, "don't tell me that's the best you can do!" With that
she curled up her fist and knocked Blutette clear across the ring and right
out of her clothes!!!! The groggy brunette got to her feet shaking her head to
clear it, Olive was on her in a flash and launched a series of rights and
lefts that came so fast it that it looked like a tornado was in the ring. At
one point Blutette tried to get away only to have Olive's long arm grab her
and drag her back into the fray. She battered the big girl from one side of
the ring to the other in an unending volley of punches. A big right hand sent
Blutette sailing through the air across the ring where Olive was waiting,
another right hand sent the big girl sailing back to Olive who was once again
waiting the on the other side. Another big right hand sent her flying into the
opposite ring post and bouncing back out to a waiting Olive. "Gee, I bet those
big ole titties of yours must be a nuisance sometimes" said Olive, "why don't
we see what we can do about that", and started hammering Blutettes big globes
like they were twin speed bags. Her hands were a blur as she knocked those big
milkers up and down, back and forth, in and out and around and around,
battering them mercilessly as the big girl stood and groaned in pain. "Hmmmm,
I'm not sure this is working too well, maybe I'm just going to fast. I better
slow down and see if that works any better" said Olive. Taking her time, she
measured each one and started whacking them with huge uppercuts, making them
slap Blutette in the face with every punch. She pounded those flesh sacks
until poor Blutette's once proud breasts hung down and rested on her stomach
like two big sagging sacks of crap. "Oh, my" said Olive, "that didn't work one
bit. I guess I should try fixing those funny bulges in your stomach". Olive
then started pounding Blutettes "six pack" with thundering lefts and rights
which lifted her a foot off the mat with each punch, slowly at first then
faster and faster until the battered bully seemed to be hanging in mid air.
When Olive finally stopped she smiled and said "ahhhh, success!! I think that
worked! I've got all those nasty lumps out of there" and she was right,
Blutettes stomach sagged down and hung over her shorts like burlap bag full of
jello. Olive measured her opponent wound up and popped her with a huge
uppercut sending her flying upwards towards the ceiling where her hair got
caught up in the fan, tearing most of it out by the roots!!! She dropped like
a stone back towards the mat, hit once bounced and landed on her feet wobbling
in front of her tormentor like a drunken bum. Her arms hung uselessly by her
side, her once proud upthrust breasts were beaten black and blue, and drooped
so low that they rested on her now mushy sagging belly. Both eyes were black
and swollen shut, her face a mass of lumps bumps and bruises, nearly hairless
and nude, she looked like she'd been put though the sausage grinder. Olive
wound up and sent one more big uppercut crashing to Blutettes chin sending her
hurtling through the air and smashing her head through the ceiling. She hung
there suspended for a second, then came tumbling back towards earth, her legs
splayed wide. She was helpless as her pussy came smack down on a ring post,
impaling her like some giant dildo, she gasped loudly then slumped forward a
battered, beaten, sagging limp rag doll looking thing. Olive turned and
sauntered towards Popeye, "I can see that you really enjoyed that," she said
as she eyed his throbbing boner. "I just bet I know some thing that'll make
that feel better". She reached into his pants and grabbed him by his hard on
and started stroking it up and down in a slow, leisurely manner. "Oh Olive,
that feels wonderful, please don't stop, I needs some relief!!!" Olive worked
his boner until she had him teetering on the edge cumming, and just at the
moment he was going to pop his cork, she grabbed the end of his hard cock with
her fingers and squeezed hard. "Olive!" Popeye groaned, "what're you doing?
Yer killing me please let go and let me cum!" Olive just chuckled and squeezed
harder; "I don't think so big boy! I'm having too much fun, besides you
cheated on me with that stupid cow and maybe a little case of blue balls will
teach you a lesson." She reached down with her other hand and grabbed his
balls, "oh boy Popeye they're really full, maybe I should give them a squeeze
too", and with a wicked grin on her face squeezed till she felt something pop.
Popey shrieked, gasped, sputtered and then passed out. Olive held the limp
little sailor up by his limp member wound up and smacked him flush in the face
sending Popeye sailing into ring where he bounced once and landed draped over
the ropes next to Blutette. "Hmmm, I wonder what Bluto is doing," said Olive,
and smoothing her hair she walked out to find him.

The End