MUSCLEGURLZ ACTION SHOW

PART TWO

BETTY BRICKHOUSE spat into each of her
palms,then raised her fists,ready for battle.
"Momma",she said with grit teeth,"I'M GONNA
WIPE UP TH' FLOOR WITH YOU!"
WILMA BRICKHOUSE smiled and stepped in
front of her daughter with raised fists.
"Spare th' rod and spoil th' child",she said.
"THIS WHIPPIN' IS FOR YOUR OWN GOOD,
HONEY."
"YEAH? THEN COME GET SOME,B---"
KPOW!!!
Like lightning,out of nowhere,WILMA fired a
torpedo-like right jab dead center into BETTY'S
face,snapping her head back.Another jab followed.
And another.
AND ANOTHER! AND ANOTHER! AND ANOTHER! 
AND ANOTHER!
AND ANOTHER!
BETTY'S eyes were crossed.Her nose was 
bleeding.
A left hook to the stomach doubled her over.
A right hook to the gut made her squeal.
Another left hook to the tits.
A right uppercut.A left uppercut.
Alternating blows to the face rocked her jaw
again and again AND AGAIN AND AGAIN AND
AGAIN!
BETTY finally managed to raise her fist to throw
a clumsy overhand right,but WILMA knocked
her arm aside easily,then fired a series of
vicious lefts and rights to the face and body.
BETTY just could not avoid WILMA'S thundering fists opening cuts and
bruises in
her face.
WILMA was smiling and laughing as she
continued to punch her daughter's face
in.
"Sorry,dear",she said with each blow."But
momma just had t' give yo' a good spank-
ing."
Several more lefts and rights to the face and
body.
A right cross to the jaw.
A LEFT.
A RIGHT.
A LEFT.
A RIGHT.
A LEFT.
A RIGHT.
More punches to the gut.
A left hook to the tits.
And finally--A RIGHT UPPERCUT THAT LIFTED BETTY OFF HER FEET BACKWARDS.
BETTY BRICKHOUSE LANDED ON THE
FLOOR WITH A MEATY THUD!
She moaned in pain as she lay spread out
on her back.
WILMA stood over her,smiling in triumpth
with fists on hips.
BETTY'S body was battered and bruised.Her
face a slaughtered mess with two black eyes.
"Had enough,honey?" said WILMA."Ready
to apologize to your mother?"
BETTY raised her head slowly,glaring up at 
WILMA.
She was hurt,but still angry and defiant.
"Y-You fuckin' bitch",she said in a weakened
voice."I-I'm still gonna beat th' shit outta you."
"You have got to be kidding.Didn't that ass
whippin' teach you anything?"
"Yeah---it did."
BETTY rolled onto her side and struggled to
stand.
She finally made it,standing on wobbly legs
in front of WILMA with raised fists.
"You hit like an old woman."
"Oh,honey---you are gonna pay for that one."
WILMA raised her fists once more.
"C'mon,sweetie---COME GET SOME!"
BETTY charged forward---
AND WAS STOPPED HARD BY A DRIVING
RIGHT FIST TO THE GUT,DOUBLING HER
OVER AGAIN.
A left hook to the tits made her squeal.
MORE JABS TO THE FACE.
AN UPPERCUT.
A HOOK TO THE TITS.
ANOTHER UPPERCUT.
MORE BLOWS TO THE BODY.
TWENTY-ONE JABS TO THE FACE.
MORE LEFTS AND RIGHTS TO THE STOMACH.
THEN,A DOWNWARD HAMMERING RIGHT
FIST,DRIVING BETTY INTO THE FLOOR LIKE A NAIL.
She lay still,on her face,WILMA towering over
her again.
"Stay down,little girl",said WILMA."Don't make
me fuck you up WORSE."
Slowly,shakily,BETTY BRICKHOUSE pushed
herself up and struggled back to her feet.
She finally stood before her mother once more,
her face swelling,bruised,and bloodied.
She raised her fists,which shook slightly.
"T-That all y'got?"she said through bleeding
lips.
WILMA sighed and shook her head.
"Alright,dear",she said."Time for momma to
give you a serious lesson in discipine."
Once again,she raised her fists.
"Remember--YOU ASKED FOR THIS!"
END OF PART TWO