Don't mess with my baby!
by DTM      email me at dtm352@hotmail.com
Tracy uses herself as bait to avenge Bob's attackers


At first glance, Tracy looked just like any other shapely 28 year old girl.  
Walking down the street at night isnt a big thing surely, but this was no 
ordinary street.  Turner Blvd. has been in the papers alot recently with a 
rash of muggings and rapes, and for the most part, you'd have to be crazy to 
come out here alone....especially at night. But Tracy was far from insane, 
in fact, she had planned this night all week long.  She had just come from 
the hospital, where her 30 year old boyfriend was staying.  He had been one 
of the latest victims of this mysterious gang of hoodlums.  She cursed 
herself for letting him walk back alone that night.  She didn't think he'd 
take this way home, and she was busy at the gym when he left.  She works at 
Power Builders Gym, and she does most of her own personalized working out 
late at night when no one else is there.  He had joined her that night, to 
watch his amazing girlfriend lift.  Sure he could have joined in, but as big 
as he was, at 6'3" 220 lbs, he couldnt hope to match her lifts. See, even 
though Tracy, at 5' 8" 135 lbs, looked no different than a very fit girl, 
she's actually much much stronger than her height and weight would have you 
believe.  MUCH STRONGER.  She doesn't look huge or grossly muscular, but she 
does look VERY much in shape, with all the curves in their right places, and 
then some.  Her boyfriend, Bob, loved to play and wrestle with her in fun.  
For even though he should be able to beat her 100% of the time no problem, 
after 3 years of dating, he has yet to win a match.  Actually, the night he 
was attacked, Bob planned to get home before Tracy to arrange a very 
romantic setting in their apartment and finally "pop the question".  What 
happened instead, was him ending up in the hospital with severely broken 
bones and bruises all over his body.  Just the thought of her seeing her 
boyfriend, whom she loved deeply, in that state, made her burn with anger.  
She knew that she would make an irrestible target for these men, and she 
would make them pay to what they did to her man.  Dressed in a short leather 
skirt, high heels and a very tight, chest hugging blouse, she was the 
perfect bait.  And if it didn't attract tonight, she'd continue to walk this 
way home every night until it did.  Though, as it turned out, that wouldn't 
be necessary.  "Hey, look what we got here boys" said a voice from out of a 
dark alley.  Tracey turned slowly, to the observer in fear, but in actuality 
  she could barely contain herself from breaking this man in two.  She 
wanted to dive right in there, but she wanted them all, so she waited until 
the rest of this gang emerged from the darkness.  "Damn Billy, this chick is 
super fine, wouldnt you say"
"You aint kiddin' Davey, looks like we aint gotta go far for our supper 
tonight eh?"  And with that said, laughter could be heard in all directions. 
  Tracy turned again to see two more men rounding the nearby corner.
"Shit, this bitch is stupid.  Dont she listen to the news, this is Turner 
Blvd bitch, you crazy walkin' round here alone at night.  You'd think you 
wuz lookin' for us or somethin'." Laughter again, from all 4 men, as they 
slowly moved in to surround their new prey.  Some of the men had weapons, a 
bat, a knife, a crowbar, but for 4 of them against just one woman, they 
simply tossed them aside....all the better to grope her with.
"So bitch, we gonna do this the easy way, or the hard way?  Either way, its 
gonna happen" one of the punks said with a smug look on his face.  She'd 
make him, and all of them, pay very very dearly.
Suddenly, one of the men grabbed her from behind in a bear hug, and 
proceeded, with a surprising amount of strain, to lift her slightly off the 
ground. "Christ, this bitch is heavy." he said, as two more came at her 
supposedly helpless body from the front.  Almost in slow motion Tracy raised 
her arms to brake the hold she was in, with little more effort it takes to 
yawn, it seemed.
"What the hell are you doin'?  Why the hell you let her go?" yelled one of 
them.
"He didn't"  her liquid cool voice was a far cry from their gruff manly 
voices.  "He couldn't hold me, just like all 4 of you together couldn't if 
you tried.  You see, you beat up my boyfriend last week.  Now he's in the 
hospital, and all the sadness I feel towards my baby, I'm going to turn into 
pain for all of you"
"What are you, crazy bitch?" one of them said "There's 4 of us, and only one 
of you.  And you're just a woman, what do you think you could do to us?"  
Suddenly the 4 punks broke out in laughter so hard, that Tracy could have 
escaped if she wanted to......but escape was not her plan.  She slowly moved 
her way to the crowbar that one of the men dropped, and slowly, almost 
sexily, held it at both ends.
"Dammit Joey, you let her take your bar"
"But, I was just....."
"Don't you boys worry, I'm not planning on using this on you, I'm just going 
to let you know what's going to happen to you tonight."  Then, with a gleam 
in her eye and a smile on her face, Tracy began to bend the crowbar as if it 
were no more than a piece of paper.  The men suddenly stopped breathing, and 
gasped almost in unison.
They could not conceive what was happening in front of them.
"Ohhhhh, good.  I'm glad you're all beginning to get the picture." Tracy 
cooed if she continued her unrelenting assault on the metal in her powerful 
hands.  The look of shock mixed with fear, made her feel even stronger.  The 
men stood petrified in their spots, unable to get their bodies to do 
anything but tremble.
Finally, Billy spoke out in defiance, "Nah, this is some kinda bullshit 
trick.  She can't be doin' that....that's impossible"
"But Billy, that's my bar, she didn't bring it"
"I don't give a damn about whose bar it is, it's some damn bullshit trick.  
Now get her, ya stupid bums."  At that, 2 of the other men rushed Tracy at 
once, thinking their weight and strength could push into the nearby wall, 
where she would be held for the other 2 to do her some damage.  They hit her 
alright, all at once, but she didn't move in inch. It was like hitting a 
tree!!!  They were pushing her with all their might, one at each of her 
shoulders, and she just wouldn't move.  She didn't even look like she was 
straining...almost, smiling really.
"God, I hoped you'd all be this stupid.  It would have been such a drag if I 
had bent your "mighty" weapon and then had to run and waste time catching 
you all again."  With that, she placed one of her hands on each of the men's 
shoulders, and slowly started to push them back. First slowly, then faster 
until both men were rammed into the opposite wall, with such force, they 
were nearly knocked unconscious.  They could do nothing more than slump down 
on the ground, and gasp for air. Suddenly, one of the other punks started to 
run.  She then quickly caught up with him, which as amazing considering her 
high heels, and wrapped both her arms around both of his as they circled his 
body.  With his arms trapped in her embrace, he was completely held 
immobile....and inches of the ground at that.
"This is for my baby's broken ribs" she cooed as she looked with a piercing 
stare at her captor.  Suddenly he let out a scream that would scare the 
dead.  She was using her masssively strong arms to crush her much larger 
victim.  An almost childlike, though evil, giggle could almost be heard over 
his screams.
"OH...GOD, HELP ME.....SHE'S KILLING ME......AHHHHHH, BILLY...HELP......"
Just then as his breath started to get weaker, and his yelling quieter, you 
could hear the sounds of crackling coming from his chest.
"I told you you were going to pay for what you did to my man.  Now, we'll 
see how quick you attack the next "helpless" victim that comes along."  The 
grin on her face was wide enough that even the other 3 remaining gang 
members could see it.  Suddenly the screaming stopped,
though Tracy held him up there still longer, wanted to get a few more good 
cracks out of his broken body.....which to her delight, she did. She then 
seperated her arms, and the remaining men watched their friend slump down 
like a rag doll.
"Now, for you two again, I want to save alittle something special for Billy, 
since he was so "nice" to my baby."  She had remembered Bob tell her that a 
man fitting Billy's description was the one that actually did the most 
damage.  Now the other two had already had a taste of Tracy's massive 
strength.  They tried to run past her but to no avail.  She simply slammed 
one like a linebacker into the wall, then quickly grabbed the other one by 
the back of his jacket.  She then manuevered them both into headlocks, both 
of them, one in each arm.
"This is for my baby's concussion."  she said, and as she powered her hold 
up, even just slightly, both men could do nothing but scream.  And scream 
they did.
"AHHHHH, GOD.....MY HEAD....SHES BREAKING MY SKULL....."
"BILLY....DAMMIT....AHHHHHH.....GOD, BILLY...HELP US......."
But Billy did nothing, he could do nothing, he knew he was doomed.  Or did 
he?  He then remembered the bat that he had dropped earlier.
"Feels like your head in a vice grip, doesn't it?  Feels like I could
crack both your skulls like eggshells, I'm sure.  And maybe I'll do just 
that.  You hurt the man I love, and for that, you'll hurt so much worse."  
Again, a sinister grin formed on her lips, as her grip slowly crushed two 
"big, strong" men to whimpering babies.  Ohhhhh, how she loved this feeling. 
  She'd done it many times before, but never with Bob, never this hard 
anyway.  She loved Bob very much, and just thinking that these men beat him 
so badly made her feel stronger than ever, to make them pay.  Billy, seeing 
Tracy was lost in an almost trance like state, torturing his two screaming 
friends, slowly began to lower himself towards the floor......to his weapon. 
  Just as he reached it, he heard to loud cracks, and then looked up to see 
his friends weren't screaming anymore.  They were motionless and still being 
held by this superhuman amazon.  Their bodies as limp as dishrags.  Billy 
then quickly grabbed the bat, and started yelling at her.  "Come on, you 
dumb bitch.  You aint got nothin' that me and my Louisville Slugger here 
can't fuck up.  Come on, you fuckin' freak."
"Ohhhhh, finally, one with a little spirit.  Oh, don't hurt me with your big 
club, please" she taunted him.  "Come on, right here, your best shot." she 
said as she pointed to her stomach.
"You asked for it bitch." Billy yelled as he swung his bat as hard and as 
fast as he could.
Oh, it hit her right in her abs, and to his utter amazement, broke into 
splinters.
"Mmmmmm, I didn't even have to flex there."  She then slowly and sexily made 
her way to Billy.  "Now, it's my turn."
Tracy began to beat Billy with her fists with a skill that would make Mike 
Tyson and Bruce Lee cringe.  "I'm not just strength here Billy, I can fight 
with the best of them.....well, more like 10 of the best of them really.  
But I'm going to finish you off with my strength alone. I'm just so alive 
when I see a man's face when he finally sees that this "little girl" can 
destroy with with just strength, no matter how big he is."  Tracy then 
turned him around and picked him up so that his back was lying flat on her 
shoulders.  "God, I so love this hold, you can just fall in love with the 
men screaming in this position."  She then placed one of her hands around 
his neck and the other around his thigh, and began to push downward.  
Billy's screams were immediate and louder then any heard before that night.  
She was bending his back the wrong way over her shoulder, with what seemed 
like simply no effort at all.
"You're going to suffer the worst Billy.  And for that, I'm going to make 
you wish you were never born."
Billy screamed til he thought his lungs would burst, and then more.  The 
pain he was experiencing now was unlike any he had ever felt in his entire 
life.  And all at the hands of this little girl.
Tracy just started giggling again.  "Well, I guess you've had enough Billy, 
time to finish you off"
"No...please.....AHHHHHHHH.....Ill do anything...OH GOD...Ill 
confess....please.....stop.......AHHHHHH......" Billy cried out.
"Tell me Billy, did you have mercy on my man when you beat him?" she pulled 
down more, and he screamed louder.  "Or did you all just sit around and 
laugh as he lay there beaten and bloodied?"  She pulled down even further, 
with horrifying screams from her victim.  "I dont
think you gave my baby mercy, so why....should....I ....give.....you?" she 
near screamed as she powered down so forcefully, that there was a loud  SNAP 
and Billy immediately went limp and motionless.  She then bounced up and 
down slightly to make sure she had done her job.  She then flung him off her 
shoulders, to which he landed with a THUD.

The next day, while visiting her boyfriend in the hospital, she passed thru 
the intensive care ward, where she saw her 4 "attackers" in their hospital 
beds.  She went over, and whispered something to each of them.  Something 
that made them all tremble and shake in terror.  Well, all but Billy.....he 
was left paralyized from the neck down, all he could do was wet his 
bed....which he did.