Drunken Super Chicks, Part I By Tryceps They were two fine looking women, sitting at the bar. One a brunette, one a blonde. I had been sitting with my girl friend a nicely curved, long legged red head and had become quite tipsy. But not as overtly drunk as these women had become. They did shooter after shooter. You'd think the bartender would have slowed them down. I think he tried to once, but was given the evil eye by the short one. You'd think that he'd stand a little firmer, but she just gave him a wink and pointed at her arm, and he waved his hands and said ok. Oh they were two pretty women. The blond stood about 5'11" in her pretty white four-inch heels. The Italian beside her, also in the four inchers, probably was around 5'7". Their most prominent feature, of course was their apparent chest size. They must have had 45 inch DD's, although it was hard to tell with those long, draping sweatshirts that they wore. They each had the tightest jeans on which hugged tightly to there nicely curved thighs and high into their asses. The more they drank the more and louder they giggled. They were obviously attracted to each other. I had trouble keeping my eyes off of them, but had a lovely lass to attend to myself. As we drank and talked, the night wore on. The night was one that I'll never forget. The bar we were hanging at doesn't get too crowded, especially on the weekdays. Being a Thursday, I figured there would only be a handful of people. The two luscious ladies at the bar stumbled over to the restroom leaving my lovely lady and myself to ourselves, at least for a while. With a sudden bang, the bar door flung open. Four hulking guys walked in. They were wearing dark leather, mostly and clutching Bikers helmets. Damn, I thought ... there goes our good time. Although the ladies had clearly marked their seats with their jackets, the good old boys took them over at the bar. I slouched in my seat, trying to hide a little. The last thing I wanted was a confrontation with these guys! One big hulking character made his way over to our table. Oh crap, I thought. "Mind if I dance with your date", he said mockingly! The 3 larger boys over at the bar laughed hysterically. "Ahem...", I cleared my throat, "perhaps not. She's with me." "She was with you, buddy", He said, the grin retreating from his face, "now she's with me." With that, he extends his hand out to grab my lady's arm. She glanced at me with great worry. I started to intercept, when suddenly... The two, totally drunken ladies came stumbling out of the restroom. It was a moment frozen in time. The big guy at our table refocused on the two, gorgeous and obviously drunk women bouncing out of the bathroom. The three gargantuan guys sitting on the stools were obviously just as amazed. "Looks like it's gonna be a good night after all, boys. Joe...go git the door! We are gonna have us some fun!" 6'3" 200lb Joe slammed and locked the door. The whistling began... the FUN started. Well the four of them surrounded these ladies. You'd have thought there would be some fear in their eyes, but no! They just kind of smiled at each other and wrapped their arms around each other's waists, hugging each other tightly. They giggled a little. Facing the men, they did a little biceps flex with their free arms. The short chick said to the other. "Hmmm...looks like its gonna be a fun night after all, Lori." "You got it, Fiona," said the other. They giggled and winked at us. They seemed to be steadying each other, keeping each other from falling. Yet, there seemed to be an unearthly confidence brimming from each! Finally they released each other, the circle around them closing as the big, muscular bikers shadowed over them. "Time we taught these macho faggots a little lesson, eh, Muscle Bitch?" said the tall one to the short, again breaking into hysterical laughter. "Who the fuck are you calling a faggot?", one of them pipes up. Suddenly, all hell broke loose, but not in the way we expected. Fiona, the short one, puts her hand between right on one guy's crouch and one one his chest. "Watch this!", she says.... "I'm watching, babe!" "...OOOOPHHHHHH!" Fiona uneasily lifts the 230lbers up over her head! Funny...bobbing back and forth...so drunk, yet so powerful! "Gulp. how the fuck did you do that?" Says one of the others, staring unbelievingly at Fiona. Fiona has no trouble holding him, but she is unsteady on her feet! "Now...Now take it easy lady..." The big dude obviously knows she's unearthly strong, still trying to grasp the situation, as this cute little amazon holds his body like it weighs nothing. "Shit, Fiona, that ain't nothin! Watch this...." Lori walks over to two of the guys and grabs each by a belt buckle.... With a little more effort "HMPPHHHH!", she presses both of them high into the air! "See, I told ya I could hold my liquor better than you..." The last man standing was in shock (along with us spectators). Lori held the two men high in the air above her shoulders. 400 lbs.! It was quite a sight! "Sid, make them put us down put us down!" yelled the guy held by Fiona. Fiona looked at Lori and rolled her eyes and stuck her tongue out. Each looked totally at ease. Sid walks over to Fiona. God, he must have weighed 230! He was hugely muscled and towered over Fiona. "I don't know what kind of trick you are playing, little lady, but I've just about had enough!" "Is this a challenge? Nothing better than a challenge from a macho, muscled-headed faggot!" Fiona blurted out, chuckling hysterically at the last part. She peers around big Sid as Lori concentrated on the two men she held over head. Lori drops them down over her shoulders for a rest, wrapping her arms around them in a superhuman Amazonian grip. She sat on a barstool, and crossed her legs still with the macho men in her enormous power. She wanted to enjoy the show, but show these muscle heads they shouldn't be tempted to misbehave! "Fuck, you, Bitch" with a mighty wind up, Sid throws a devastating Right into Fiona's midsection. Fiona recoils, almost dropping Joe on his head. Clearly, Fiona was having trouble balancing the alcohol, the four-inch heels, Joe and Sid's rock hard fist. It didn't hurt her so much as knock her off balance! "Cmon 'Hercules'- I thought you faggots could hit harder than THAT!" With that she put Joe back on his feet and winked over at Lori. Lori nodded her head and set the two she was holding on the ground. Sid was rubbing his fist. "What the hell? It's like hitting a brick wall with a sweat shirt on!" Clearly, the beefy boys were now embarrassed. Their heads were whirling, and if they had their thinking caps on, they would have walked out of the bar and cut their losses! But no. These were macho men. They had their way with women. No woman was going to get the best of the four of them, especially in a physical contest. To make matters worse, my date, clearly feeling confident in their abilities yells "Go on ladies, time to kick some macho ass!" The stage was set. The two beautiful women facing the four macho bikers. Defiantly they stood, hand on their hips, awaiting their adversaries. It was now time for Lori to pipe up. "If you fags are man enough, which I doubt, I'll let you do this to my Muscle Bitch". With that she pulled Fiona to her for a long hard kiss, their massive breasts compressing tightly as they embraced. Clearly, the boys were getting turned on. "Yeah", yelled Fiona "...and if you sissy picks can defeat us, we'll let you touch these". With that Fiona lifts her top off and Lori's top off to reveal... ...Not only firm rounded DD tits, but some off the hardest, densest muscle I've ever seen on a woman! God, they were beautiful. Both Fiona and Lori had thick chiseled arms. They must have been on the order of 20 inches in diameter. Their abs were thick and chiseled, obviously having gone through years and years of intense training! The again face each other, Fiona running her hands gently up and down and around the beautiful body of Lori. Gulp. I was aroused my self. "Mmmmmm, Lori, have you been working out?" Lori let out a moan of her own. "Yes, baby.. I have...and I think it's time for my next one..." The four machos, grinning from ear to ear were clearly aroused, each bulging at the crouch! The immense strength exhibited previously by these women had become a faded memory. Testosterone flowed everywhere. First, they would kick some ass, and then they would rape these fine lasses endlessly until they begged for mercy! Two baseball bats, one wood, the other aluminum, hung behind the bar. Joe and Sid each grabbed one. "Just an insurance policy", said Sid, his Fist still smarting from his first encounter. Fiona and Lori step forward facing the men, the giggles clearly had receded. Topless, they face their attackers, hands on their hips. Fiona gently raises her hand and gives the 'come and get it' sign. "Get her Bob, show her what you got...You too Al!" directs Joe, the obvious informal leader of the gang. Suddenly, Bob and Al begin furiously unleashing left and rights into Lori and Fiona's midsection. One after another. Lori and Fiona begin to moan, but not in the way you would expect. It was a sexual moan! They appeared to be getting turned on by these macho assholes attempts to dominate them! It was crazy! "MMMMMM"...more" yelled Fiona "more...." Her eyes glazed over with sexual delight. "You want more, bitch, you got it!" With a wild swing of the bat, Sid slams into her muscular abs. "MMMMMMMM.... YES!!!!" screamed Fiona "More, sissy prick...harder!!!" Swing! SLAM! "AHHHHHHHhh.....more!!!! MMMMMMMMM! "Now me" yelled Lori...clearly turned on by what they were doing to Fiona.... So, Joe grabs his bat! WHAM! "Unnnnnnnnngggggggghhhhh!" screams Lori in sexual splendor! Again and again the wail on the thick hard abs of the women...sending them into a sexual fervor.... However the boys are not amused! This ain't going how we planned! Take this.... Sid takes a wild swing aiming directly for Fiona's beautiful, Italian face. Quick as a cat Fiona's hand darts up and catches the bat, inches from her face, simultaneously ripping it from Sid's powerful grip! "Not the face, you shit head! You'll mess up my makeup!" Lori take the queue and rips the bat out of Joe's hand. The boys are all worn out, and the ladies are looking wildly refreshed. "Have we made our point yet, sissy pricks?" Lori and Fiona step back in unison. Fiona holds the bat and hold it at arms length. "You know what they call me, Dickheads?" states Fiona, "They call me Mighty Fem... "... And here's why!" Slowly she begins to flex her awesome pecs the underlying muscle in her chest thrusting her nipples outward, her mighty arms grow rock hard. Lori gently rubs her hands over Fiona's right arm... "MMMMMMmmmmmm" Lori moans.... Feeling the mighty arm...yet observing the fear of the four macho men now huddled together in the corner. The bat begins to deform, to slowly bend.... Suddenly a loud crack emerges as the bat snaps like a toothpick. A low mummer is heard among the men, after this display of awesome power.... "MMMMM...now my turn." Lori grabs the aluminum bat! "They call me 'Muscle Goddess!'...You should too." Lori began to flex, Fiona held onto her muscled arm, feeling it's every growing power.... They both moaned at the immensely muscled body of Lori slowly, purposefully bend the aluminum bat in half, the top and bottom meeting in an amazing display of female strength...Mighty Fem and Fiona moaned in sexual delight..."mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm". Clearly frightened by these supernatural beings, the four macho guys bolted for the door. Fiona, with catlike reflexes and Lioness like strength was a stride ahead of them. She made it to the door first and gently placing one arm, leaned against the door. "Too late boys, me and the Goddess are just getting started!" Bob and Joe gripped the steel door handle. Joe inserted the key and unlocked the door. Sid and Al tried to pry Mighty Fem's arm off the door, but to no avail! "Cmon, boys! Ya got to try harder than that! You all are a bunch of pussies!" With a swing of her free arm, Fiona backhands the 4 beefcakes to the floor. Click! Fiona locks the door. She then takes the key and snaps it into two with her mighty thumb! (To be continued)