THE OVERPROTECTIVE AMAZON GIRL
by DTM



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Heather's feminine hands grasped a hold of her boyfriend's collar, at first a
soft sensual act that ended with a devilishly sexy smile from her gorgeous
young face, instantly followed by a tightness of her surprisingly strong
fingers and then a flipping of the larger man's form up over her side, and
onto her bed several feet away. The teasingly playful 18 year old then pounced
on him like a jungle cat, her sexy smile still clear as crystal, as she used
her firm, powerful arms to entwine around his own and his neck, locking him
tight in a virtually inescapable hold, with her face just inches from his own;
hers a look of gleefully girlish confidence, his one of confusion and shock.

"Heather, what the heck...." Steve made out, his mind still reeling from his
smaller, though quite athletically built, girlfriend hip-tossing him across
her room, and the tight, secure locking of his upper body that followed.

"Oh, come now Baby, surely you know about my little after school activity" the
High School Senior cooed out, followed by a kiss on his forehead from her
full, soft lips. "You know, my judo lessons? I've been taking them for the
last 6 months now, and gotten quite good, if I do say so myself. My instructor
says thanks to my years of gymnastics growing up that I'm a natural, Yea Me!"
Heather excitedly continued on with a smile, before kissing both sides of
Steve's puzzled looking face as she did so. "Oh, well I suppose since my
classes always coincided with your baseball practices, that maybe you didn't
notice me getting home so late after school....though considering you've been
paying for my judo classes since the beginning, I'm not sure why you're so
surprised at the fruits of my labor, Sweetie" she concluded, then giving him a
sensual series of kisses on his lips, before shifting her position with
amazing speed and skill; now laying across his entrapped body in the form of a
T, her tight, shapely legs pinning one of his arms, as her own arms held his
other locked tight, both together holding him completely immobile.

"Me ... .I ... .I pay for them??" Steve returned confusedly, as he tried to
brake free from his girlfriend's hold, only to have her apply the perfect
amount of pressure from her firm physique, causing him a noticeable amount of
pain, and his struggles to cease near instantly.

"Yes Baby, you remember, that time over the summer when we were doing a little
sexy wrestling on the bed, and we both noticed how turned on it made you to
struggle so much against me?" she whispered out sexily, wiggling her full,
firm, rounded butt, which was hovering just above Steve's locked down face.
"You said the sex we had afterwards was the best Ever, and I'd have to
agree......" Heather continued on, swiftly shifting her shapely form once
again, now propping his upper body slightly off her bed's soft mattress,
having him lean against her from behind, as she wrapped her arms and legs
around Steve's neck and torso, once again locking his helpless frame in tight,
giving him a sensual series of squeezes as she held him still and unmoving.
"......so I whispered to you, ever so softly, about taking some classes, maybe
have us try that again in the future, and see if I can't get a few more pins
on you then?" Heather added on, licking Steve's ears from behind as she held
him snug within her judo trained body.

"That? I thought.....(ack).....I thought you meant a few classes
at.......(cough) ... ..at the Y or something" Steve replied, as he reached out
for breath that his girlfriend's arms were slightly denying him.

"Oh, now I never said that, did I Baby?" Heather cooed with a devious grin
over her beautiful young face, as she released Steve's own athletically built
body, causing him to gasp out for some needed air, which was swiftly followed
by Heather pulling him off the bed by one of his arms; an arm she then used to
flip-toss him across the room once again, landing forcefully on a full,
spacious couch she had laying on the other end of her large, girlishly styled
bedroom.

With a high pitched feminine giggle and youthful demeanour, Heather skipped on
over to where Steve lay, and grabbing another part of his body, flipped him
again, this time completely over her shapely shoulders, once more landing on
her bed, doing so with such force that he very nearly bounced off it upon his
landing.

On and on this went for the next several minutes, Heather using her much
practiced judo techniques to toss, flip and throw her larger, though clearly
out-matched, boyfriend all about her bedroom. Doing so with skill to match her
undeniable beauty, something that her girlish laughter only added to the
overall feminine effect. No words were spoken by her during this time, no
matter how much Steve protested, Heather simply continued to manhandle his 190
pound body all over the place, giggling like an excited schoolgirl, looking as
if she were having as much fun as he was looking frustrated.

So much so that Steve then did the unthinkable, and during her latest return
to his newly thrown form, he raised his mighty hand back in preparation to
slap Heather across her face; something that may have worked 6 months ago (not
that he would ever have tried), though now his all too skilled girlfriend
simply blocked his strike in mid-stream, returning with a jumping up in the
air of her highly trained form, where she locked her legs around his neck,
both of them then spinning down to the floor, Heather maintaining this locking
hold on his head and arm, as Steve harshly flipped at his highest point yet,
slamming for the first time Hard into the wooden floor below.

"AAGGHHHHHH!" he yelled out, as his offending arm was being held away from him
in Heather's unbreakable dual arm lock, while her solid legs circled his head
and neck, both tighter than ever before.

"Stupid Steve, real stupid" Heather spoke out through gritted teeth, as she
powered down on her clearly pain-filled hold once more. "I was only having a
little fun with you, tossing you around on soft beds and couches, not trying
to hurt you at all, none of which were cause for you to try and hit me in the
face!"

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry Heather! Please......AGGHHHH!!...please, I didn't
mean it!" Steve pleaded out, as Heather loosened her hold over him. She knew
that he was a good boyfriend, who would normally never resort to such physical
tactics, though knowing her judo bullying and teasing displays of female
dominance over and over were getting to him, she was understanding of his
sudden loss of control and lightened up her hold, while still pinning him to
the floor beneath her 140 pound frame. "Why are you doing this anyway, I ...
..I don't understand!?!" the confused boyfriend asked out.

"Ah yes, that's right, I was having so much fun I forgot how we started out
sexy little session tonight" Heather giggled out, shifting her body, with
Steve helpless to stop her, locking his sore and worn out form against her fit
frame, positioning her face directly above his own. "Well, I guess with your
baseball season over, I just wanted to show you what you would be in for from
now on. I mean, I guess since paying for my judo lessons as you are, I just
wanted you to know you were getting your money's worth, Baby" Heather spoke in
a girlishly teasing tone, pumping her locked limbs against her boyfriend's
body, causing him to grimace in discomfort with each powerful pump. "I know
other girls have their boyfriends buy them sexy outfits or jewellery, but you,
you go beyond that, and give me something I can actually use with you, for you
... ..on you" Heather sensuously whispered into her man's face, giving him a
few more pressure point squeezes, as she lowered her lips down to his mouth
for another series of passionate kisses. "And with you having so much free
time after school now, I can practice on you more and more, maybe even bring
you to some of my classes, and show the girls there how a strong, confident
man can take being beaten up by his sexy girlfriend. Hee hee hee"

"NOOOO" went off like a bomb in Steve's mind, while as pleasurable as being
this close to his fit, young girlfriend's body as this was for him, her
tossing him around like a child's play-thing, let alone doing so in public,
was much too much for his male ego to handle. "Wait ... ..wait ... ..what if I
buy you something else, spend money on the gifts your girlfriends are getting
... ..you know, instead of your judo lessons? How ... ..how would you feel
about that?" Steve somewhat nervously made out with a counter offer, hoping
that shifting his funds from judo to shopping would cease such physically
dominating sessions, which would surely get worse as time went on and she got
more and more skilled in this physical art.

"Hmmmmmm, I do like judo Baby ... ..but I Love to shop!" Heather beamed down
at Steve's near frightened face, giving him a kiss on his lips, before fully
releasing his hold over him, and back-flipping back up to her full 5' 9"
height. "You drive a hard bargain Honey......" she continued on, lowering a
hand down to him to help him back to his feet (which were more than a bit
wobbly with all that he had been through the past 10 minutes). "So, are you
ready!" the teenage beauty made out, flashing a wide smile to her man.

"What? You want to go shopping now??"

"The mall's are open til 9:30 tonight Baby, and I so saw this amazing
mini-dress that I'm just dying to wear to Tammy's party next weekend" Heather
girlishly gleamed out, excitedly bouncing in place before the larger Steve as
she did so. "Or, if you'd rather just stay here, I can show you a few more
flips and grappling moves I just learned" she sweetly, yet threateningly, made
out, complete with mockingly innocent batting eyes-lids and girlish swaying of
her firm, womanly hips to and fro.

"OK! OK, let's go then" he replied with more than a bit of fear in his tone.
"But you promise, I take you shopping, buy you things here and there, and I
don't have to pay for your judo any more, OK?"

"Baby, I give you my word that if you take me shopping, whenever I want, you
won't have to pay for any more of my judo classes. Deal?" Heather spoke out,
raising an arm out to him to shake, sealing the deal.

"Fine, but if you think I'm touching hands with you, after what you've just
done to me, you've got another thing coming" Steve made out with a hint of a
smile, followed by one from his incredible girlfriend, as they both made their
way out of her room and off to the mall for some much promised clothes
shopping. And shop they did, over the course of the next few hours, right up
until the time the mall itself closed (even a bit beyond), as the two young
lovers were the very last to leave. Steve now carrying an assortment of
department store bags in his powerful arms, each one filled with outfit upon
outfit for his lovely, but lethal, girlfriend.

"Hope that wasn't too much for ya, Sweetie. Maybe when we get home I'll try
some of these on for you, and we can see what comes up" Heather made out to
Steve in a sexily seductive voice, as they now reached his car (the last one
left in this large parking lot, as well as the farthest from the mall itself),
as she then reached her hand out to cup and massage his clearly stirring
erection, giving it a few passionate pumps through his stylish khaki shorts.

"Sounds good to me Baby.....and I'd do it all over again as long as we can put
those judo lessons far behind us" Steve replied with a clearly turned-on tone,
and relief in his heart, that this judo nonsense would now be coming to an
end, and things could go back to normal between them.

"Oh, silly me, it seems I've made a teeny little mistake, Honey" Heather
erotically cooed, as she raised her hands up his fit frame, pushing him
gently, though firmly, against his large vehicle behind him. "You never paid
for my judo lessons after all, my Daddy pays for them ... .." she continued on
with a soft, yet devilish, tone, " ... ..you paid for my crossfit classes,
Baby" she whispered with a smile, as she thrust her chest out full and thick,
puffing and expanding her physique to surprisingly full, thick and even
muscular levels. She then placed her hands under Steve's arms, and without a
hint of effort on her sexily smiling face, lifted up his 6' tall frame as far
as her arms could reach; leaving his feet dangling below him, and his mouth
widely agape with shock. "Now what do you think you could buy me to stop me
taking those classes, Baby? Hee hee hee" she spoke out with a devilishly
teasing look on her beautiful young face.

"And what do we have here, a lover's quarrel?" spoke out the sinister sounding
voice of a formerly unseen male, who along with his gang of four additional
men, came seemingly out of no where, clearly ready to make this young couple
(out alone at night, in an isolated area of this now empty parking lot) their
prey.

"Awwww, isn't that a shame, I so hate to see young love spoiled, maybe we can
help?" sarcastically spoke out another one of the approaching young men. "I
know, I bet you were arguing about those bags there, why don't we lighten your
load a bit and take them off your hands!" he continued on, as two of his
partners (one on either side of the shocked couple) grabbed the newly
purchased items, harshly dumping the various assortment of clothes all over
the ground seconds later, in their attempts to look for more valuable items.

"No jewellery, no watches, no rings, no nothing!" one of them cried out in
frustration and disappointment.

"Hmmmmm, relax boys, I think we might be able to get our score here in other
ways" the pack leader lecherously spoke out, eyeing up Heather's young, tight,
fit body, dressed in body-hugging T-shirt and yoga pants, showing off her
impressive cleavage and shapely lower half quite a bit.

"Get your fucking hands off her ... ..Ughhhhh!" Steve instantly yelled out
protectively, grabbing and shoving away the man approaching his girlfriend,
which resulted in a sudden and surprising shot to the back of his head from
this group's fourth member, a strike so vicious that it levelled his athletic
body to the ground in a flash, which was followed instantly by the comforting
form of Heather, as she held knelt beside him, holding him into her in a firm,
gentle embrace.

"See, you had to get all physical, so you forced us to respond ... ..of
course, since we were planning to have a little fun with your girl here,
chances are that was gonna happen anyway" he made out with a vicious tone and
an evil smile. "Come on Babe, let's not make this any harder than it has to
be"

"Steve, Steve Baby, I'm so sorry. Are you OK, I didn't mean to tease you
before, I didn't mean for this to happen. Please, tell me you're OK" Heather
sobbingly made out, as she tenderly stroked her boyfriend's head, holding him
softly in her lap, completely ignoring the array of violent men surrounding
her.

"Look Bitch, my buddy here said come on, so let's get go ... ..(SNAP) ...
..Aaaarrggghhhhh!!" yelled out another member of this vicious gang, as he
reached down to grab onto one of Heather's surprisingly hard shoulders, before
in a blink of an eye one of her hands grasped his, snapping it harshly,
breaking his wrist in the process. This was followed in a flash with the same
femininely shaped arm slamming back into his nearby groin, before grabbing
hold of his newly nearby collar, and tossing him several feet away, where he
landed with a harsh Thud, rolling around even further still due to the
incredible power of her one handed throw. A throw that came from a truly
shocking source to this band of deviant males, a source that then stood up
slowly between the remaining trio (after tenderly resting Steve's head to the
ground), her green eyes gleaming with anger and focus on the men all about
her, her tight little outfit giving off little tears and rips around her
muscularly hardening and expanding form; a sight that made these men feel both
intimidated and aroused at the same time.

Without a word, Heather whirled into action, grabbing a hold of one of these
would-be attackers, and flipping him up and around her with incredible speed
and force, throwing him into another of his friends, where they both landed on
the solid concrete ground of this mall's parking lot with a Crash. She then
grabbed hold of the third male's jacket collar, and with lightning speed
planted a foot on his stomach, before rolling backward, using her amazing
skill and momentum to flip his 220 pound form over her, his helpless body
landing right next to his friends several feet away, once more with a
noticeable Crash as he slammed into them.

Heather then, as if a woman possessed, ripped off the remaining fabric of her
newly torn and tattered clothing, leaving her tight, firm, surprisingly
muscular body clad only in red bra and panties, doing so almost instinctively
knowing that it would leave her free and unhindered for what was to come;
which was in fact her diving into this pile of three larger, though totally
out-classed men, as she bent, twisted and mangled them to screaming
submission.

Hold after hold after hold did this enraged teenage judo queen apply, crushing
and squeezing and bending the bodies of her attackers with the fury of a woman
enraged; doing so not just with an amazing amount of strength, but also with
much practiced martial arts prowess. Heather grappled and crushed any two of
these men at one time, switching her position with perfect grace, skill and
timing when the third one was about to escape, all the while growling like a
wild animal, a jungle tigress protecting her young, or in this case, her love.

Tears of emotion ran down her youthfully beautiful face, as she could only
imagine what her life would be like without Steve, the pain she would feel
being unbearable, pain which she was now inflicting back on this foolish
gathering of men here and now. Doing so over and over until she was satisfied
they had learned their lesson, or more specifically, when they were all limp,
beaten and unconscious at her feet. Feet that could kick with enough force to
knock down a locked wooden door, yet gentle enough to rub against her lover's
exposed legs when cuddling.

"It's OK Steve, I've beaten them all, no one will hurt ... .." Heather began
to speak as she turned her newly muscle pumped, rock solid form towards her
lover, only to stop dead in her tracks to see the first man she had dealt
with, the one with the shattered wrist (whom she foolishly forgot until now)
was kneeling down next to the unconscious Steve, a knife held at his throat,
as the threatening, though clearly frightened, man growled out to this
destructive young woman.

"You ... ..you back away now! Leave me alone ... ..let me get to my car, or
... ..or Ill kill him! I swear I will!" he barked out, holding a long, sharp
knife at Steve's neck, a sight that scared the seemingly invincible young girl
to death.

"No! Don't, please, don't hurt him!" Heather instantly reacted, as renewed
tears began to run down her face. "Go, just go, leave us alone and Go!!" she
yelled out to him with the utmost emotion, as the man rose up to his feet and
ran the opposite way from her, as Heather instantly made her way to Steve's
limp body, cradling him into her protective form once again, rocking him back
and forth as she did so.

Something she did over the next 30 seconds, vowing to protect him always, from
anything and everything that would hurt him or do him harm. She would build
her body bigger, stronger, train it in any form of martial arts that she
could, make sure that he would never be threatened again, and those that did,
would pay a very dear price - those like these men, specifically the man
running away towards a large black van, as thoughts of his escape whirled
about her vengeful female mind, her intense eyes now raising from Steve's face
to that of his running form, as her blood boiled red with rage.

Without much effort on her part, thanks equal parts her crossfit training and
the rage enhanced strength she now felt, Heather lifted Steve up off the
ground and placed him gently into his car, where all of this took place near.
She then locked him safe and secure inside, giving him a soft, tender kiss on
his forehead before she did so, and then ran off full speed down this
expansive parking lot, her focus on one thing, making this last man Pay!

Reaching him just as he himself reached his vehicle, making up the distance it
took him minutes to do in a fraction of the time, Heather tackled his larger
form into the newly opened side-sliding door, which immediately Slammed shut,
leaving the two alone inside its spacious interior, where the Massacre was
about to begin, and what a Beating it was. The van instantly began shaking
back and forth, as sounds of a man's pain-fulled screams, mixed perfectly with
a young woman's enraged growls, could be heard from within. The only sounds
echoing louder than this across this open night's sky, was the series of Pops,
Snaps, Cracks and Crunches coming from within, each one following by a high
pitched male scream, which in turn was followed by his crying and pleading.
Though Heather would have no mercy for this man, one who was mere seconds away
from ending Steve's life, and for that, he would Pay Dearly!

About five minutes later the side door slid open, and out came Heather's
underwear clad form, looking more pumped and powerful than ever; as she
emerged from within. Behind her could be seen a mangled, beaten mess of a man,
one noticeably larger than his female destroyer, yet was utterly outclassed
and overmatched physically in every way. A man who she would guarantee would
never threaten anyone again, even after his several month hospital stay, and
the equally long jail sentence that followed.

Heather then returned to the car to check out her now slowly coming-to
boyfriend, quickly throwing on one of her newly purchased outfits (which now
seemed noticeably tighter against her pumped up physique) before joining him
in the car. Heather softly held Steve's still groggy form into her, as she
drove down to the local After Hours Medical Center for him to be checked out.
His injuries thankfully were minor, and after several hours of him laying
there for observation (Heather watching over him lovingly the entire time) she
brought him back to her home, making their way up into her room, where she
laid him comfortably on her bed; the same bed that just a few hours earlier
she was tossing and flipping him onto like a ragdoll, though her handling of
him now was anything but. Heather's judo skills now instantly transforming
into the gentle, tender touches of a heart-broken lover who so desperately
wished to look after her man; taking care of him with all that she was,
protecting him from all that would ever do him harm.

"Shhhhhh, you just rest, my Baby, rest on me now" she cooed ever so slightly
into Steve's ears, as she rested him on top of her laying down form, his head
on her firm, comforting breasts, her body wrapped tenderly around his, her
fingers softly dancing about his head, rubbing gently and lovingly through his
hair. "Shhhhhhh, I'll take care of you now Baby, I'll always take care of you
... ..always look after you ... ..make sure you never hurt like this again ...
..my Darling Baby" she emotionally whispered, as she gave her boyfriend a
gentle kiss on his forehead while continuing to hold him into her firm
physique; the last thing he could remember that night before falling asleep in
his girlfriend's embrace, her final series of words, which would become more
true than he could ever possibly imagine from this day on.

Several months later ... ... ... .

SPLASH!!

"Oh hey man, I'm so sorry, I didn't see you there, really" Steve yelled out to
the top of his lungs, screaming out over the loud Metallica music playing all
about him at this group's concert. He, while looking around for Heather, who
left for a few minutes, had accidentally spilt his beer on another man - a
rather large man, covered with leather and tattoos, who didn't seem very happy
at the young 19 year old klutz standing before him.

"Sorry?? Man you're gonna be sorry when I'm done with you!!" he gruffly
growled out, as he grabbed onto Steve's shirt collar with one giant hand, the
other being clenched into a tight, powerful fist, which was now being
powerfully pulled back, just seconds away from slamming into the Steve's
handsome face with all of its force - that was until ... ..

WHACK!

SLAM!

FLIP!

THUD!

"Hey Baby" Steve made out with a smile, as he looked at the sight before him,
that of Heather standing tall and proud, holding this much larger male
helpless on the ground beneath her in what seemed like an inescapable martial
arts grip. Her manhandling of this former brute taking mere seconds, as her
now greater strength and more enhanced fighting skills had just shown, ending
with a hip-toss of his 250 pound body to the floor of this arena's busy
mosh-pit.

"What am I going to do with you" Heather jokingly asked her lover, teasingly
shaking her head back and forth, as if in a playfully scolding tone, done so
in a way that showed barely any effort at all as she held Steve's would-be
assaulter at bay. "Now you......" she growled out, looking down at this
floor-bound male with a more serious look about her beautiful young face,
while twisting his wrist and pressing down on his head with her
foot".....you're going to apologize right now for trying to hurt my man here!"

"But.....but, he spilt his drink all over, Arrrgghhhhhh!!" the man protested,
before having his body further twisted and tweaked with incredible skill and
power (a shocking amount from such a "little" girl, this man thought to
himself).

"That's not what it looked like to me, it looked like you were just being a
bully, and were just about to pound my Baby's face in.....and Nobody Hurts My
Baby!!" Heather made out angrily, yet girlishly, as she continued to cause
this man pain with her expertly placed martial arts hold.

"I'm Sorry, Please, I'm sorry already!" he yelled out to Steve, hints of tears
welling up in his eyes, which caused Steve to smile, not to mention his cock
to spring to life, as nothing these days made him Hotter than seeing his
girlfriend use her amazing body in such powerful ways. Heather then let this
man go, who then stumbled up to his full towering height, stretching his arm
and feeling his newly bruised areas where Heather had beaten him. "Yeah, I'm
sorry ... ..sorry for you two!!" he growled out, as behind him appeared five
more men, all roughly the same hefty build as this enraged man, all looking to
tear these troublesome teenagers to pieces.

"Heather, are you sure you can....." Steve questioning asked.

"Shhhhh, just sit tight Baby and stay out of the way. Oh, and if you could
hold this for me......" Heather spoke out as she casually handed her purse to
her lover, which was followed by her grasping onto the low-cut neckline of her
body-hugging Metallica T-shirt, which was then torn in half a few seconds
later by Heather's fingers, revealing an upper body that took all watching by
surprise.

Her formerly fit, tight and toned physique was now filled with impressive
amounts of female muscle, 160 pounds of which in fact, which Heather then
spent the next minute flexing and hardening into marble, as she moved her body
into various martial arts stances. Her legs, clearly shapely and firm looking
before, shown proudly in a pair of denim short-shorts, now seemed thicker,
harder and stronger than they were previously. Legs that could kick through
cinder blocks, fists that could smash wooden boards to splinters, and a body
so hard it could take powerful impacts in stride, even if she decided not to
use her fighting mastery to avoid them. The perfect package of Power and
Beauty, which was just seconds away from being unleashed on this very
unfortunate group of drunken brutes who foolishly tried to hurt her man.

"Whenever you're ready, Boys - KAIII-YAIIII!!"

1 Year later ... ... ... .

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