The Other Riverdale - Chapter 2
by Archie Fan betty_cooper72@yahoo.ca
Archie and his friends learn the extent of what's going on in Riverdale


The following story was inspired by dmaynard's Sistas saga (incomplete at this
writing) Which can be found here
https://www.thevalkyrie.com/stories/dmaynard/index.htm

Chapter 2

Jughead, Reggie and Archie spent the night locked in the cell. For the first
few hours they desperately tried to find some way out, but the tiny window
that let in light had bars on the window and even if it hadn't it was too
small for any of them to fit. The door was locked from the outside and they
had no way to open it.

It wasn't until they had given up on trying to escape that Archie remembered
that he had his cellphone in his pants pocket. He pulled it out but there was
no reception.

"What are we going to do?" Reggie moaned. "Those crazy chicks are going to
kill us!"

"We've got to do whatever they say," Archie said. "We follow their rules and
we wait for our opportunity. I mean there are only three of them we should
eventually get a chance to escape."

"Yeah but if we get caught they'll kill us," Jughead said.

"You saw what they did to those other men just as I did," Archie said. "Chance
are they'll kill us all eventually anyway. Frankly I'd rather take my chances
trying to escape. But obviously we'll need to be smart about it."

"You're right," Reggie agreed. "We've got to try and escape. Remember our
state's motto, live free or die."

"Amen," Archie agreed.

"I'd rather not die, but I think I'd rather be dead than be their slave,"
Jughead stated.

With nothing else to do they all climbed onto to the bunks and fell asleep for
the night. They weren't sure how long they were asleep before they were awoken
by that massive form of Betty bursting into their cell. The faintest bit of
morning sunlight seemed to be creeping through the tiny window. Betty wore
perhaps the same denim cut-offs that she had worn the day before and a denim
vest that was not big enough to either reach her waist or be buttoned closed
against her breasts and it hung loosely just barely covering her nipples.

"Rise and shine you little weaklings," Betty said. "I don't know how you did
things in your Riverdale, but here we get up early to do our chores. Or at
least you guys do."

She laughed at her own joke even if the boys didn't find it funny.

"Don't think that we don't know that you're trying to escape," Betty said her
tone quickly going from jovial to menacing. "Lots have tried to escape and
none have succeeded."

Betty flexed her huge arms menacingly and smiled at the looks of fear on the
faces of the three boys.

"Well you're not completely stupid, at least you know to be terrified," Betty
said. "There's not a thing that my mother, sister or I can't destroy with the
sheer strength of our muscles." Reggie, Archie and Jughead exchanged glances
as they wondered if there truly was going to be a chance to escape and if they
could make it.

"Where are your mother and sister?" Archie asked boldly.

Betty glared at him.

"You don't ask questions unless it's clarification on an order, got it?" Betty
snapped at him.

Archie nodded that he understood.

"And you respond to anything I tell you with a 'Yes Mistress'," Betty added.

"Yes Mistress," Archie said.

Betty smiled with satisfaction that she had cowed him into submission.

"I'll indulge you with an answer though," Betty said. "My mother and Polly are
out hunting. We always need more slaves around here. We seem to go through so
many for some reason."

The boys were all certain that Betty knew exactly why they went through so
many slaves. What confounded them was how these three women had enslaved an
entire town, even if the population was only a few hundred.

"Anyway, you three come with me. You need to get your work assignments," Betty
said. "And don't bother thinking that just because there are three of you and
only one of me you stand a chance. I could kill all three of you in an instant
if I wanted and there's nothing you could do to stop me."

Betty led them out of their cell and upstairs and outside. Outside the house
they saw that their truck was gone but the trailer remained although it was
tipped over on its side. There was a pair of male slaves tending to the
garden, something that seemed odd and out of place.

Betty led them away from the house and towards the town. The town itself sat
down a hill on the edge of a small river. From the top of the hill where they
were they had a good view of the entire town. There were perhaps fifty or so
houses scattered throughout the town and at the far end was what appeared to
be a large mansion with similar architecture to the White House. There were
also four large square buildings which looked like they were the school, a
community center, a church and perhaps the town hall. However what was
strangest was the huge structure in the centre of the town. It seemed to be
some sort of stadium but it was far too large to be a football stadium. They
could see people working on scaffolding on the structure. But while they were
all curious none of them dared ask what the building was after Betty had
threatened them earlier.

But as they walked down the hill into the heart of the town they quickly came
to realize that they had been wrong about Betty and her family being the ones
to enslave the town. As they made their way through town they saw about thirty
other women some larger than Betty some a little smaller but all of them close
to seven feet tall and all of them bulging with giant vascular muscles. Even
more numerous seemed to be the slaves, all of whom were hard at work at menial
tasks. The women closely kept watch on the slaves.

As they passed by the huge stadium which was still under construction they
passed a section where they saw that there were perhaps two hundred slaves
working on it, all of them male. They saw one slave who was clearly suffering
from dehydration collapse from exhaustion. The other slaves made no move to
help but just continued on doing their work as one of the five women watching
over them stomped over angrily.

The woman looked to be almost the same size as Betty but she had dark brown
skin and long wavy black hair. She wore a tight black spandex bra and shorts
and nothing more. She reached down and viciously picked the exhausted slave up
by the throat.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing!" the woman screamed at him. "You
think that you can just take a break whenever you want?"

"W-w-water," the man gasped.

"Water? We gave you water already and you want more? You haven't earned it,"
she yelled.

She stuck the man's head in between her huge tree trunk like thighs and turned
around to face the other slaves. As she did she saw Betty walking by with
Archie, Reggie and Jughead.

"Oh good morning Betty," the woman said, her tone going from vicious to sweet
in an instant. "Got some new slaves?"

"Hi Nancy," Betty responded. "Yeah, just taking them so they can be given work
assignments."

"Well then this can be their first lesson on the dangers of slacking off,"
Nancy said.

As the boys watched in horror Nancy squeezed her legs together. The slave let
out a muffled cry of pain but it was ended almost instantly by a loud and wet
cracking noise as his skull caved to the immense pressure of her thighs. She
opened her legs and the corpse fell to the ground the squashed skull didn't
even resemble a human head anymore.

In what could only been a final act of humiliation Nancy walked over to a
large trough filled with water and picked it up over her head and then dumped
it on herself. The water on her ebony skin sparkled in the sunlight as it
washed away the bloody remains of the slave she had just killed. Nancy let out
a loud moan of pleasure as she rubbed her hands down the side of her body
feeling up her own large breasts, her big thick nipples poking through the
soaking wet spandex. She then brought her arms up in a huge intimidating flex.

"I hope you learned your lesson boys," Nancy said, her voice both seductive
and threatening at the same time.

The boys couldn't help but find themselves both terrified and turned on by the
display. However they didn't have much time to think about it.

"Come on you sissies," Betty snapped. "Get moving."

They continued following Betty having to walk quickly to keep up with her big
strides. She led the way to one of the larger square buildings. A sign out
front read "Riverdale Public School" in faded letters and was in quite a state
of disrepair.

As they approached the building they could tell that it had been heavily
renovated likely to better accommodate the height of all the women. Betty led
them through a huge pair of ten foot high double doors into the building. She
then led the way down the hallway and as they passed the various classrooms
they could see that they had been turned into large cells which held groups of
forty to fifty slaves. Most of the slaves were sleeping.

"They're the afternoon shift," Betty said answering an unasked question, which
left them with more questions.

The hallway came to a corner at a large pair of doors which were propped open
to a gym. Inside were about a dozen women of various sizes and ages pumping
immense amounts of iron. As they passed by a smaller girl who looked to be
perhaps 17 years old came out of the gym a huge pair of dumb bells in each
hand. Jughead whispered to Archie and Reggie that it looked like each one
weighed 500 lbs.

While she was not nearly as large as Betty the girl was still around six and a
half feet tall and bulging with hulking muscle. Her muscles were clearly
swollen from her intense workout. She had short black hair which had a bit of
a curl to it.

"Hey Betty, are these the slaves you captured yesterday?" the girl asked.

"Yes, although they were a lot easier to catch than most," Betty replied with
a laugh. "They gave Polly and I a ride home in their truck."

"That is funny," the girl agreed with a laugh herself.

She set the two weights down and then stepped towards the boys thoroughly
examining each of them. She took a step closer to Reggie and looked him from
top to bottom once more.

"You're a cute one," she said putting one finger under Reggie's chin and
raising his head so that she could look him in the eye. "What's your name?"

"Uh, Reggie," Reggie replied nervously.

"Nice to meet you, Uh-Reggie," the girl said with a laugh. "My name's Midge. I
hope we get to play later."

"You won't get a chance to play with anyone if you keep slacking off," Betty
said to Midge. "Get back to training."

Midge frowned but then nodded. She picked up the two heavy dumb bells like
they weighed nothing and went back into the gym.

All three of the boys were wondering why Midge had been so much smaller than
Betty and yet the two seemed to be almost the same age. However just like with
the purpose of the large stadium they didn't dare ask the question aloud lest
they incur Betty's wrath.

Betty led them around the corner to a room a few doors down from the gym. This
appeared to be an office and there was a huge desk with three normal sized
chairs and a larger chair behind it. An absolutely enormous woman occupied the
chair behind the desk and she stood up as Betty entered. The woman was around
the same size as Alice, who up until this point had been the largest woman
they had seen, as she stood at least eight feet tall. She wore a purple and
white checker-patterned cropped and sleeveless turtleneck top that had a huge
peek-a-boo cut that showed her gigantic tits and a purple skirt that didn't
even reach mid-thigh. She had a full head of pure white hair which was
currently tied back into a loose bun. They weren't sure if her hair was an
indication of her age or not. She looked down at the three boys with a pair of
ominous grey eyes.

"Hello Betty, so these are the slaves you and your sister caught yesterday?"
the woman asked.

"Yeah, although we didn't have to do much catching, just stick a big tree on
the road," Betty said. "After removing the tree from their path they literally
walked right into our house."

"Well they are males, they can't be expected to make smart choices," the woman
said with a chuckle.

"Thank you; you can go join your mother and sister on their hunt now."

Betty excused herself and left closing the door to the office behind her. The
woman stepped out from behind her desk as she started intently at the three
boys.

"Take a seat," she said indicating the chairs.

Archie, Reggie and Jughead all nervously did as they were told as the woman
watched them. Once they were seated she continued to stare at them for a long
moment before going back behind the desk and taking her own seat. She folded
her hands which caused her huge sleeveless arms to bulge with their untold
power.

"I'm sure that the three of you are wondering just what you've stumbled upon,"
the woman said. "And I will answer your questions, but first tell me your
names."

"I'm Archie, and this is Reggie, and Jughead," Archie said feeling a little
less fearful of this woman.

"An odd name," the woman said looking at Jughead.

"It's a nickname," Jughead said. "My given name is Forsythe."

"Hmm, I can see why you might prefer Jughead," the woman said. "I am Overseer
Geraldine Grundy, you can call me either Overseer or Grundy if you wish. So
what would you like to know?"

"Just what is this place?" Archie asked.

"This is the site of the birth of a new world," Grundy replied. "A world of
where it is the women in charge and the men do as we say."

All three of them felt that Grundy's answer was a little vague but it seemed
to be intentional. They decided not to bother with a follow up question.

"So what is an Overseer?" Jughead asked.

"Every woman here has a job and a title," Grundy answered. "The majority are
what we call Watchers; their task is to watch the slaves, to stop them from
escaping and to keep them motivated. Betty and her mother and sister are from
a smaller group called the Hunters; their job is to go out and find us more
slaves as we tend to go through them somewhat quickly here. There are also the
Trainers, their job is to train those who do not have a role yet and determine
what role they should fill. And then there is the Overseers, we are basically
the administrators working with all the other groups and co-ordinating tasks
and assigning slaves to specific jobs."

"So how come you aren't threatening us with death like every other woman we've
met here?" Reggie blurted out.

Grundy flashed Reggie a terrifying grin as she leaned forward on her desk
causing her biceps to swell menacingly larger as they framed her even larger
tits giving them a view of the deepest cleavage any of

them had ever seen.

"Because right now my job is to determine how best to utilize you three as
slaves," Grundy replied. "But don't think that if I find you unnecessary I
won't personally snuff your pathetic life out myself."

Reggie went wide-eyed and gulped with fear as Grundy stared at him before she
sat back in her seat.

"So any other questions?" she asked.

"Yeah, how did all of you get so big?" Archie inquired.

"Ah that is the one question I'm not at liberty to answer," Grundy said. "So
now it's my turn to question you."

The three of them all had more questions but they weren't about to argue.
They'd seen how quickly Grundy could go from nice to threatening and they
didn't want to push her further.

"You all look like young strong men, well for being pathetic weak males at
least," Grundy said. "So now's the time to tell me of any medical conditions
you might have that could limit your ability to work."

"Um, both Jughead and I get sunburns really easily," Archie said.

Jughead and Reggie both looked at Archie like he was crazy. They had taken
Grundy's earlier threat of finding them unnecessary as to mean not to answer
that question.

However Grundy stared at Archie for a moment before bursting out in laughter.

"Oh that is a new one," Grundy said. "Well as it happens you're in luck. We
have a tendency to go through cleaning crews in this facility on an extremely
frequent basis and we're currently a little short staffed, so you three will
be working here."

All three of them looked at each other not sure what to think. They had seen
Betty kill a member of their own cleaning crew the other night for something
as simple as wiping Polly's arm without getting permission first. Just then
there was a knock on the door.

"Come in," Grundy called out.

The door opened and in walked yet another enormous girl. This one seemed to be
about the same age and size as Betty. She had long brown hair with blonde
streaked bangs and had tanned skin that suggested she was Latino in origin.
She wore a white T-shirt with the sleeves torn off that read 'Muscle Bitch' in
pink letters and was tied off just below her breasts along with what might
have been a pair of pink yoga pants at one point but the legs had been torn
off to the point that they could barely be called shorts.

"Oh Ginger good, I was just about to send for you," Grundy said. "I've got
three more slaves here that I'm assigning to the gym cleaning crew."

Ginger looked down from her towering height at the boys eyeing them like a
hungry dog looking at a piece of meat.

"Hmm, I would have thought they'd have been sent to work on the stadium, or
perhaps the fields," Ginger commented.

"Well they requested an indoor placement because two of them sunburn easily,"
Grundy replied.

Both women laughed. Reggie glared angrily at Archie as it seemed that the
placement he had gotten them was a death sentence.

"Ginger here is one of our Trainers," Grundy said once she had finished
laughing. "She's also in charge of the cleaning staff for this facility so
you'll be reporting to her. If you'd like to take them now Ginger I've got a
status meeting to attend."

"Follow me," Ginger ordered rudely as she left the office.

Reggie, Jughead and Archie all hurried to follow. Reggie made sure to throw an
elbow to Archie's ribs as punishment for getting them this awful assignment.
Grundy followed them out of the office but went in a different direction down
the hall as Ginger led them back to the gym.

"So listen up wimps," Ginger said over her shoulder. "You now work for me
which means that your lives are mine. So you try to run away, you don't do
what you're told, you cause any kind of problem; well this is your one and
only warning to not do any of that."

They reached the gym and as they entered the smaller girl they had seen from
before, Midge, approached dragging a male slave behind her by the leg.

"When you left to go see the Overseer this one tried to escape," Midge said.
"I think he thought just because I'm smaller he could out run me."

"Well he thought wrong," Ginger said. "Even the smallest of us is superior to
any feeble male."

"So what do we do with him?" Midge asked.

"Well you caught him," Ginger replied, "So that means you get to punish him."

Midge grinned sadistically as she looked at the man lying on the ground at her
feet. She grabbed him and lifted him up over her head holding him there like
he was a blow up doll. She then brought the man down back first onto her
thigh. His back could be heard cracking as he was bent unnaturally across her
leg.

Midge then let go of the man, letting him flop to the ground groaning in pain.
She put one foot on his chest powered into a flex to show her dominance.
Archie, Reggie and Jughead all noticed that despite the fact that his back was
broken and the pain he must have been in, the slave seemed to be sporting an
erection through his shorts. Midge seemed to notice as well because with a
hungry smile she grabbed a hold of his shorts and tore them off exposing his
semi-hard cock.

"Do you think this would be a good demonstration for them?" Midge asked Ginger
as she licked her lips.

Ginger nodded in agreement and Midge then knelt down and proceeded to stroke
the man to get him hard, her big biceps bulging with the motion. It did not
take long for the man to get hard but then he proceeded to ejaculate almost
immediately, his jizz spraying on Midge's arm, breasts and abdomen.

"You useless, premature ejaculating piece of shit!" Midge yelled her mood
going from happy to enraged in the blink of an eye.

Still clasping his cock she clenched her hand into a fist and the man let out
terrifying scream that Archie, Reggie and Jughead had ever heard as his cock
was crushed flat in Midge's grip. Midge pulled her fist away tearing his dick
off, blood oozing from in between her fingers. The slave's scream only seemed
to get louder.

"You fucking worthless male!" Midge shouted. "I'll give you something to
really scream about!"

She smashed her other fist into the man's face shattering his orbital bone and
crushing his left eye. She continued to smash both fists into the man's head
over and over until his skull was broken open and his squashed brains were
leaking out. His face had been so utterly mangled that no part of it was even
identifiable anymore.

Midge stood up and stomped her foot down on the remains of his head crushing
it further one more time before her rage instantly dissipated.

"Well that was fun," Midge said with a smile.

Archie, Jughead and Reggie could only look at each other in disbelief.

"I think this has been a good lesson," Ginger said. "If you try and escape we
will catch you and we will come up with a fun way to destroy you. Now you
three have a mess to clean up."

She pointed at a cleaning cart with various cleaners, rags, towels and a mop.
There was also a large bin and a shovel.

"Put his remains in that bin and leave it by the door," Ginger said. "After
that you need to polish all the weightlifting equipment."

The three of them all looked at each other and then got to work. It was
disgusting and it took everything they had to not vomit but they cleaned up
the remains.

In the meantime many women came into the gym and lifted obscene amounts of
weight. All the while the three boys cleaned whatever equipment wasn't in use
and did what they could to stay out of the way.

When darkness had finally fallen they were forced to clean the entire gym once
more and then Ginger took them to a room that looked like it might have once
been a janitor's closet. She forced them in and stood in the door to stop them
from getting out.

"You'd better be ready to work in the morning," Ginger said menacingly before
slamming the door shut.

Archie, Jughead and Reggie could only stare at the door through the darkness
as they all wondered just what they had gotten themselves into.