Little Mickie, the superior athlete 
By Jeremy Wilson  shaneomacfan3@yahoo.com 
Incredibly fit and strong little girl shows off her athletic skills 


*Author's Note: This is a completely fictional story based on Youtube
celebrity Little Mikala, but in this version I plan on making her 18, so I can
put this story up at certain places, whereas I couldn't if I used her real age
of 11. But in this story I plan on making her sporting efforts more
outlandish, to the point that you know and I know it is complete, 100%
fantasy, but I still hope you enjoy it.*

The first time I saw Little Mickie, I couldn't believe my eyes! Here was a
girl, who didn't look to be that old, maybe in her mid-teens, but she had
muscles that few women could possibly have, and those women had to train years
and years to achieve the size and definition that this teen girl had in
spades! She was only 4'10 from what I could tell at my vantage point, but I
could only guess how much she weighed based on the thick, fibrous muscle that
she packed on her little frame. She had the prettiest black hair in braided
pig tails, her cheek bones were prominent, and when she smiled she had the
most adorable dimples.

Now let me say this before I go any further, I am NOT A PEDOPHILE, the simple
thought of hurting a kid Mickie's age is abhorrent to me, it makes me sick to
my stomach. But I am an admirer of muscle on females, I have been since I was
a little older than Mickie's age, which, I figured to be about 15 or so (I
later found out she was 18 the first time I saw her.) My mind was swimming
with the thoughts of how strong Little Mackie (and I use the term little
loosely) may be, and how big and strong she could become when older, hell by
the time she reaches 21, she could be absolutely frickin' huge and strong
enough to enter the World's Strongest MAN contest! But what I saw her do on
this day almost made me flip my whole perspective, because Little Mickie
showed that right now, at only 18 years old, she had the agility, strength,
speed, stamina, and conditioning that only the greatest male athletes in all
of sports could possess!

First of all, I saw her on a tennis court, and I saw who was playing on the
other side of the court, former pro tennis player Jim Jennings. Jim was at his
highest rank was 26th in the World, he never won a pro event, his highest
placement was the semi-finals of the US Open, and he at 35 is 6 years retired
from pro tennis, but still keeps his 6'2 frame in good shape at 190 pounds of
lean muscle. I sat down at a nearby bench, pretending to read a paper while
the match went on. Well, not a match, really, more of a massacre!

Little Mickie was just incredible out there! I almost couldn't believe my
eyes, she just controlled the whole match with seeming ease! She served so
hard that 50 percent of the serves Jim just couldn't return, and the ones he
did were soon sent back at him with zeal, the match was over so quickly that I
was flabbergasted! There was just no defense for him, her hits were so fast
and strong, the first time a serve of hers made contact with his racket, it
flew from his hand from the shock. Little Mickie was just too fast, too
strong, she completely overpowered him, seemingly without even breaking a
sweat. It ended 6-0, 6-0, and probably lasted all of 45 minutes! She didn't
just beat him out there, she dominated him! She humiliated him! Jim Jennings,
former male tennis pro was beaten with ease by a girl all of 18 years old! He
was furious, it showed on his face, while Mickie had a sweet, brace filled
smile on her face, not a smirk as I expected out of someone who so dominated
her opponent. He shook her hand, but it wasn't a nice shake, he powered on her
hand with his much bigger one, trying to make her crumble, trying to humiliate
her with his supposedly superior male strength, but Mickie surprised me
because she had the same sweet smile on her face, like she didn't even notice
the increased pressure that the much bigger man was squeezing her hand with.
She looked at his expression and then at his hand and understood that he was
trying to hurt her, so with seemingly no effort, she tightened her tiny hand
on his and immediately, he fell to his knees in excruciating pain. She let go
as he held his crushed hand and wept openly, not only from the pain, but the
humiliation of realizing that he would never be as strong or fit as an 18 year
old girl.

So I followed her to her next destination, we went inside to the basketball
court, where we saw two fairly fit looking white men playing a one on one game
against one another. They were sweating, looking like they had been at it for
a while, when Little Mickie came up to them and interrupted the game. She
walked up to these two guys, who were fairly big, one was 6'3 240 pounds and
the other 6'2 225 pounds, with some bulk, but fairly muscular, and she said in
a sweet, innocent voice, "Hey guys, can I play with you?"

"Nah, we don't want to play with you, little girl, after all, you don't have a
partner to play with against us."

"No, I mean I want to play both of you at the same time, I think 1 of me is
worth both of you out of shape losers anyway."

"Hah! Yeah right, what are you, 14 years old? You look to be in good shape,
but we're both much bigger and stronger than you, it'll be a massacre!"

"First of all, I'm 18, second of all, you may be bigger yes, and yes it will
be a massacre, just not the way that you think, so what do you say? Or are you
too scared of a small girl to take her on in a manly game of basketball? Hell,
I'll even let you pick the rules, that way, when I beat yo asses, you'll have
no excuses."

"Okay, girlie, you asked for it, half court, we'll play to 21, no fouls, we
don't want no pansy ass stops, we play til we got a winner."

"I'm down, I just don't want you crying to yo momma when I tan your asses."

So he tosses her the ball hard and fast and she caught it with a smile on her
face.

"I guess that means I get the ball first."

She drove to the basket so fast that she zipped past the first guy and the
second guy barely had time to react, he barreled into her with a shoulder
right after she got a lay-up. The positioning of her feet being off the ground
and the shoulder to her abdomen meant that she was unprotected in mid-air and
this caused her to fall on her ass, but she was still smiling as the ball went
through the hoop, giving her a 1-0 lead. She hopped back up to her feet like a
gymnast and took the ball out again. She smirked up at the guy who was
guarding her, who was the second guy who gave her the shoulder block. "So, you
like to get physical, do you? Well, guess what, so do I!" With that she drove
her shoulder forward into his gut and knocked him down on his ass the same way
that she was knocked down earlier, but he wasn't smiling and he wasn't getting
back up quickly either. His midsection was definitely not as hard as Mickie's
superior six pack (almost 8, I marveled!) and I would suspect that her
shoulders had a lot of the same hardness and toughness that her abs had. When
he went down Mickie took the opportunity to make a pull-up jump shot, and the
score was now 2-0 for her.

Well, as you can imagine, the rest of the game basically was complete
domination by Little Mickie, even with their advantages in numbers, weight,
and height, they could do nothing to stop her from doing what she wanted to
do. She was just too fast, too strong, too agile for them, and she seemed to
be a whiz at dribbling the ball, she was just in complete control against 2
men. The final score was 21-3, the men were able to use their numbers
advantage to score 3 baskets, but if you ask me, from watching Little Mickie
play, I'm sure she could've very well kept the score 21-0 had she chosen, but
she wanted to give them a little hope, which in my opinion, only made her look
more dominant, because she controlled their fate in her hands, she may have
left a lasting impression on them by not even allowing them to score, but she
chose to be more magnanimous. Little Mickie giggled in glee as these two men
dragged themselves into the locker room, exhausted and defeated, by a girl who
was still not breathing very hard. She got herself a drink of water from the
fountain then went outside, I followed her, trying to look as nondescript as
possible.

What I saw when I came out was 8 men were having a friendly tackle football
game behind the main gymnasium of the YMCA that we were at, with Little Mickie
skipping up to them with a huge smile on her face. Oh boy, I thought, could
this girl be that strong! These guys were just about the size of the two guys
that she played basketball against, but from what I could tell, they were in
much better shape and looked to be bruisers, if she's doing what I think she's
going to do, she may be slightly overmatched.

Now, one of my most favorite fantasies that I've ever had is to see a girl on
the football field almost single-handedly defeat a team of much bigger men,
but I didn't ever think that it could happen in real life. Even as strong and
quick as Little Mickie has looked so far, I'm sure there's no way she could've
taken on this team of 8 big men in a football game. She didn't waste any time
in proving me wrong though, when she challenged all 8 men to a football game,
normal rules, first team or person to score 3 touchdowns would win.

The men of course, just like the basketball players earlier were not having
any of her games, and told her to get out of there, or she'd get hurt. She was
not scared by their taunts and she taunted them to the point that they had to
accept her offer. She said she would kick the ball off and took the football
with her hand. She punted it high into the air, a sort of free kick that
traveled 30 yards up into the air and 20 yards downfield. She sped down the
field, avoiding a block with her speed, jumping over another block, showing
off incredible agility, hurdling a 6 foot tall man like nothing. But she
wasn't done, a big 260 pound guy was bearing down on her, she just smirked and
ran him over like a Mack truck, he flew back 5 yards and was down on the
ground for at least 30 seconds. Finally she tackled the ball carrier, who only
caught the ball a second before and only gained 2 yards before being buried by
Little Mickie. Jake, a 6'3 240 pound guy was the quarterback, and while he did
see what Mickie did to Jimmy, the 260 pound offensive lineman, he was sure he
and his team could score easily on one tiny little girl. Especially when he
looked at the line in front of him, he had a wall of 4 guys, the center, Carl,
a 6'4 255 pound guy, Terry, a 6'5 280 pound guard who was the biggest,
strongest guy on the team, Dominic, a 6'3 250 pound guard on the other side,
and Kenny, a tight end that was 6'6 and 265 pounds, no way was Mickie ever
going to get through that kind of size, he'd have all day to throw surely!

Well, you have that d'j# vu feeling, like you've been there before? Well,
Mickie got down in a four point stance and just waited for Jake to call the
play, she had her eyes intently on him, and when the ball was snapped, she
hopped over Carl, but was sandwiched between Terry and Dominic, she decided
that it wasn't ideal for her to go after the QB so after separating herself
from the lineman she went back and intercepted a pass that Jake threw to
Kenny, the thing was, Kenny was 20 yards downfield. Mickie had jumped 10 yards
straight up and came down with the pass, and before anyone could see or
believe it, she was taking off towards her own end zone. Well, Dominic was in
her way, but he was brushed aside with a stiff arm that basically stopped him
in his tracks. Jake tried to tie her legs up, but her feet were churning to
such a degree that she escaped out of it, but it gave the men time enough for
Kenny to jump on her back. That combined with Jake's hold around her ankles
caused her to go down to the ground. Finally, she had showed some weakness!
But now she had the ball, and it seems like she knew what to do with it, she
said on 2 and when she hit two she ran back, then ducked her head and ran
forward, well, 2 guys Terry and Carl came together and thought they had her
stopped in her tracks, but her legs were never stopping, they kept churning,
and slowly but surely, Mickie started to move forward, she shook her shoulders
and Carl came off. With only Terry holding on to her, she slips past the line
of defense, Terry grabs a hold of her, but her legs start carrying her body
faster and faster, while 280 pounds hangs off of her body like a backpack.
There was no one stopping her after she got 10 yards past the line and she
sprinted down field with Terry holding on for his life. She finally shook him
off of her and crossed the goal line for the first score. 8 men were now
losing to one incredibly strong, jacked up little 18 year old girl.

As you can guess, they tried everything they could to stop her, and actually,
they were somewhat successful, on one play, Terry, Carl and Kenny all jumped
on her and drove her into the ground as Jake ran the ball for 15 yards, that's
because it took her 10 seconds to dispose of all three guys and sprint
downfield to catch him. They figured that was the way to stop her, to gang up
on her, but they didn't figure that her speed was such that she could just run
around their blocks to get to the QB in the backfield, and she did that many
times. On offense, she was equally hard to catch, they tried to tackle her up
high, she shrugged them off, they tried to tackle her at the waist, her huge,
muscular churning legs broke through their tackles with ease, they tried to
trip her, and her grace and agility proved that she was ungraspable. In the
end, it took her a total of 6 minutes 18 seconds to score all 3 touchdowns,
while they held the ball all of 1 minute 45 seconds, because of her constant,
relentlessness on defense. 8 men, 8 big, strong, athletic men, were shown to
be play things to an incredibly athletic, uncommonly muscular 18 year old
girl.

It was then that I noticed that I wasn't alone. 3 men were standing right
beside me, their faces fuming. It was Jim Jennings, and the two basketball
players. She turned around, and saw us standing there. "So, you're all here to
gang up on me, are you? Is the fact that I beat you so easily hurting your
male pride? Well, if I did, I'm totally sorry, sorry that you can't accept
that an 11 year old girl is your superior in every way. Sorry that when you
recount this day to your daughters, that you will not think that they can be
as strong as a man, but now you know that they can. And you" She said as she
points to me. "I know you've been following me all day, and I don't know why,
but if it's because I'm a little girl, then I'm going to forget I'm a lady and
beat the crap out of you until you're begging me for mercy, got it?"

"Yes, I'm sorry I've been following you, I just marveled at your athletic
prowess, from the tennis match domination, to the basketball court
humiliation, to what just happened here, you were just incredible. But I'm not
attracted to you that way, I know you're too young for me, much too young, and
I would never cross that line, but that doesn't mean I can't look, does it? I
mean, you definitely can take care of yourself, I've known that from the first
time I looked at you. That's part of it, I'm a fan of female muscle and
strength, and I've never seen anything like you've done today, hell, I don't
remember the last story I've read that had this kind of utter female on male
domination in it. So, I'm sorry that I may have been a little bit sneaky, but
I would never take advantage of you, never, I swear."

"You couldn't if you tried, you fat ass. If I didn't want you to get within 50
feet of me, you wouldn't be. I just wanted to show off, and I'm glad I got an
admirer because of it. I've got a little more I want to show off as well.
Marcus!"

With that, a black boy who looked similar to Mickie, and who I guessed was her
brother, came out of the YMCA with a long rope, which he had trouble carrying
because of how long, thick, and bulky it must have been. The men were looking
at the rope, then back at her, then back at the rope again with wild eyes.

"I know what you're thinking and yes, that's exactly what I plan to do, isn't
it obvious, I just beat 8 big, strong men in a football game so easily that I
didn't even get tired, meanwhile, all of you men have been beaten, both
physically and mentally by a girl, your bodies are screaming with aches and
pains, yet I'm not even breathing hard, and this is one more chance to show my
superiority over men, do you think I'd let this chance go by, so all of you,
the 11 men that I have beaten in sports, and you Mr. Muscle Admirer, I want
all of you to get on one side of the rope, it's your last chance to show that
there is some strength in your gender."

We did as we were told, we were motivated to prove that one little 18 year old
girl couldn't possibly be stronger than 12 big, fairly strong men put
together. But then again, I was the only fresh guy on my team, I'm fairly big,
6'1 230 pounds, though I felt small next to some of the football players.
Marcus got a block of wood and pounded into the ground so that Little Mickie
would not be pulled forward by our general weight advantage, a combined 2640
pounds between us against her, I guessed by her physique to be 110 pounds
soaking wet. When all parties were ready, Marcus threw up a flag and then
lowered it, signaling us to begin.

"Come on, men, put your backs and legs into it, no way is a girl that young
and small stronger than a bunch of tough, strong men." It was Jake who said
this, and then he started a count. "1.2.3 PULL! 1.2.3 PULL!"

Well, I could bullshit you and say that finally, we found a thing that men
could beat Mickie at, but that wouldn't be the truth now, would it. While our
combined weight and strength finally showed Mickie to do some actually
straining, the end was a foregone conclusion, after securing her grip, she
started pulling us back, first using her whole body and after a while of our
useless struggling, she only needed to dig her heels in and pull us towards
her using nothing but her arms! You read that right, the bodies of twelve men
that averaged a weight of 220 pounds was being pulled by nothing but an 18
year old girl's arms! That was our final defeat, it was without doubt one of
the worst days in the life of being a man, to be nothing more than a plaything
of a young girl. With one final yank we flew as a group to the ground, at the
feet of our tiny smiling conqueror.

"Awww, too bad guys, I actually had to try on that one, for a little while at
least, but good try anyway. I hope you have learned today, not to judge a book
by it's cover, and that girls have all the tools it takes to be as strong, or
much stronger than any man."

With that, Mickie threw down the rope and started skipping away, whistling an
upbeat tune. Marcus was trailing behind her, whistling along with her. We
continued lying there on the ground, exhausted, beaten, depressed, but with
the hopes that the little girl who did this would never cross our paths and
humiliate us again.

The End