Pinky has some fun
by M.C.
A very strong girl decides to have some fun at the expence of some neighborhood bullies.


It was a lazy Saturday afternoon. Candy and her two best friends - Jill and
Roberta - were sprawled out on the lounge chairs in her backyard near the
swimming pool catching some rays. As this was the last weekend of their summer
vacation, the three 17year-old girls were busy talking about the usual things
teenage girls talk about; boys, shopping, and how they felt about starting
their senior year of high school which would begin the the following Monday.
The girls chatted away, totally unaware that they were being observed.

"There they are," Ray grinned from the top of the ladder as he looked through
his binoculars into the adjacent yard. He turned around and smiled down at
Clint and Saul - his friends and teammates on the high school baseball team -
"just like I said they'd be."

"Let me see," Clint, the largest and strongest of the three, demanded. When
Ray got down Clint grabbed the binoculars and climbed up the ladder. "Oh
baby!" he exclaimed as he gazed through the bushes of the tall hedge that
seperated the two yards. He was gawking at the three attractive girls who were
dressed in sexy bikinis,"give me some of that you foxes!"

"Now it's my turn," Saul said and climbed up behind Clint. He attempted to
grab the binoculars but Clint refused to relinquish them. While the two large
boys, who weighed around 380 pounds between them, struggled over the
binoculars, the aluminum ladder began to shake and then twist under their
weight. Suddenly it collapsed, sending both boys hurtling forward through the
hedge and right into Candy's backyard.

"What in the hell was that? Jill asked. Then, when she noticed the two
uninvited guests, Jill turned to Candy,"were they spying on us?"

"Of course they were,"Candy replied,"like the perverts that they are." Candy
never did like Ray or his friends. Although they were all 17years old and had
lived in the same neighborhood for years, Candy always felt they were nothing
more than pompous, arrogant, self-absorbed jocks; the kind of boys she totally
despises.

"I figured it would be Clint," Roberta added, making no attempt to hide her
disgust either.

Now that their secret was out, Ray also burst through the hedge and stood near
his companions. "Yes, we were looking at you," he said unabashedly,"what's the
big deal?" Ray was soon joined by his 16year-old brother Bill who had been an
interested observer in all of this.

"What's the big deal? What's the big deal? Can't my friends and I have some
privacy right here in my own backyard without you horny guys salivating all
over us? You have absolutely no right to spy on us Ray, none whatsoever. So
take your brother and your friends and get the hell out of here; NOW!"

Instead of leaving, the three large athletes - with Bill in tow - began to
approached the girls. Each one of them stood around six feet tall and weighed
between 185 and 200 well-proportioned pounds. Bill was only slightly smaller.
The girls, by comparison, were only about five feet-six and 125 pounds at the
most. With her parents away for the weekend, Candy and her friends were
clearly at a disadvantage; but she didn't flinch. "I said get your pompous
asses out of my yard this instant!"

However wrong they might have been to be there, the boys were clearly not
about to back down; not before three much smaller girls, their pride wouldn't
allow it. "And what if we don't?" Clint snickered,"what are you girls going to
do about it...spank us?"

"Maybe they won't," a female voice called out from behind them,"but I will."

Everybody turned around to see the small but powerfully built girl coming out
of the garage and making her way towards them. Though only five feet-three
inches tall, Pinky - Candy's younger sister - was a power-packed, 150 pounds
of solid muscle; the result of her extraordinary genetic make-up plus over
four years of intensive weight lifting. Although her real name was Robin,
because of the bright pink ribbons she always uses to tie her long, pretty
blond hair into a ponytail, everybody calls her Pinky. She had been working
out with her weights in the garage as she always does - 2 to 3 hours a day,
every day - when she heard her sister's voice shouting at the intruders. Pinky
decided to go outside and see what was going on.

"Pinky, what are you going to do?" Candy asked, surprised by this sudden turn
of events.

"I'm going to do what somebody should have done a long time ago Candy, teach
these macho bullies a good lesson."

Although Candy and Pinky were sisters, and only one year apart in age, they
couldn't have been more dissimilar; both in their personalities and interests.
Candy, tall and lean, was very outgoing and always interested in the latest
fashions. She spent a lot of her free time with her friends shopping for
clothes at the mall. Candy was very popular in school (she was going to be the
head cheerleader when the new semester begins) and very meticulous about her
appearence. She dated frequently and placed a great deal of emphasis on how
people thought of her.

Pinky, on the other hand, didn't seem to be interested in any of those things.
A tomboy for most of her life, as well as a superb natural athlete, she loved
sports and athletic competition. Pinky was the starting point guard on the
woman's basketball team and, though only a sophmore, set the high school
record for the woman's shot put; winning the city title in the process. It
wasn't uncommon for her to go to school dressed in her warm-up suit (something
Candy found absolutely atrocious) and she couldn't care less about what other
people thought about her. Pinky's main hobby now was weightlifting and,
despite being only 16years old, she had already won several powerlifting
competitions. Her interest in boys - if she had one - was only as competitors
on the athletic field. In fact, Pinky was such a terrific athlete - and
stronger than practically every boy in her school - that most of them kept
their distance. If this bothered her at all, she certainly didn't show it. But
despite their differences, the relationship between Pinky and Candy was fairly
good as they each did their own thing.

"This is your last warning Ray," Pinky said sternly,"take your brother and
your friends and get the hell out of our yard...or else!"

If Ray and his friends weren't going to back down before, when Candy demanded
it, they certainly weren't going to do so now. How would it look? Three large,
well built athletes forced to retreat before a small, 16year-old girl. Surely
either Candy or one of her friends would say something to someone at school
and then the word would get around."Oh c'mon girls," Ray said,"just think
about it. It's the last weekend of the summer vacation, your parents are away
and we have your house all to ourselves. Let's have some fun." (It was a
choice of words that Ray would soon regret).

Pinky stared up at him. "So, you boys want to have some fun, eh?" She looked
over at Candy and her friends and an evil smile slowly began to creep across
her beautiful face."Very well then," Pinky said after a pause,"we'll have some
fun...but we'll do it my way." If the boys were somewhat confused by what the
pretty little blond had just said, they didn't have to wait long too find out
what she meant. Pinky walked up to Ray, who stood a good nine inches taller
than she did and outweighed her by at least 40 pounds, and smiled,"and I'll
start with you."

POW! The muscular girl slammed her right fist hard against the side of Ray's
face. Such was the force of her blow that the larger boy spun around and
landed flat on his back. Before any of the other boys could react to this
surprising event, the powerful girl lashed out at Saul who was the closest of
the three left standing. She sank her left fist deep into his stomach and,
with a mighty right uppercut to his jaw, literally lifted the six foot Saul
several inches off the ground. He landed, stunned, right alongside Ray;
exactly where Pinky intended. Enraged at what this little girl had just done
to his two best friends, Clint began to approach her; fists clentched.

"Billy, if you're smart you'll stay out of this," Pinky warned Ray's younger
brother,"or else I'll have to pound you too." Pinky and Bill were both sixteen
years old and had known each other for most of their childhood. Although they
seldom spoke to one another, moving as they did in different circles, Pinky of
late found herself becoming more and more attracted to her next-door neighbor.
She didn't exactly know why this was - perhaps it was the delayed results of
puberty - but, for whatever the reason, she was relieved when Ray's handsome
younger brother decided not to enter the fray. "A wise decision," she said to
herself.

Clint threw a wild right hook at his much smaller opponent but Pinky easily
ducked under it. She then began to dance around the grass like a boxer, her
long blond ponytail bouncing up and down behind her as she did. Clint threw
several more punches but the surprisingly quick girl blocked or avoided them
all. When, out of the corner of her eye, Pinky noticed Ray was getting to his
feet, she suddenly darted over to him and whacked him again with her fist,
sending him back on the grass. For good measure she also punched Saul again.
"Boys," Pinky giggled,"they're such wimps."

Clint tried again and again to hit her but Pinky, moving with a speed and
grace that the one would not have expected from such a small, muscular girl,
easily avoided his punches. "Oh come on Clinty," she giggled,"is a little girl
too much for you? Tee, hee, hee." Her teasing, plus his inability to hit her,
infuriated the proud athlete; just as Pinky hoped it would. Clint began to
lose his temper and throw more wild punches; none of which even came close to
striking the elusive girl as she danced around on the grass.

"Ooopsie," Pinky said when she noticed that Saul and Ray and were getting to
their feet again. She quickly went over to them and POW! WHAM! With one
powerful punch for each, put them on their backs - yet again. She looked over
at Bill and winked before turning her attention back to Clint. "O.K. Clinty,
I've played around with you long enough. Now, it's time to get serious big
boy." They met in the center of the yard - the six-foot, 200 pound baseball
star and the five foot-three inch, 150 pound musclegirl - and began to slug it
out. Poor Clint, he never stood a chance.

In a furious exchange of punches between the two of them, little Pinky proved
to be not only much faster than Clint, but her punches had far more power than
his did. When Clint did manage to land a blow, the smaller blond simply
giggled and continued to hammer away at him with her rock-hard fists. In less
than two minutes, Pinky had given one of the toughest boys in her school a
black eye, swollen lip and a bloody nose.

Candy, Jill and Roberta watched it all from the side with a mixture of
surprise and awe. Candy knew her little sister was strong - as her roomful of
powerlifting trophies attested to - but she never imagined Pinky could be
*this* strong; able to take on three large, tough athletes at the same time
and easily beat them all up. Candy never really understood why Pinky spent so
much time lifting weights when she could have been doing other things, like
shopping at the mall or dating boys. But as she watched her little sister
totally destroy one of the toughest boys in their school, Candy's respect and
admiration for Pinky grew. "You go girl!" she called out. That, coming from
her older sister, was the greatest compliment Pinky could have recieved.

THUD! Pinky's powerful right hook to Clint's jaw sent the 200 pound baseball
star spinning around. He fell on the grass next to Ray and Saul. After ten
minutes of pounding from Pinky's mighty fists, none of the three boys were
able to get up, let alone continue the fight. The pretty little 16year old
blond had beaten them all senseless. Pinky then put her left foot on top of
Clint's chest and proudly flexed her 15 inch biceps in a sign of victory. The
girls all cheered. Candy then quickly ran to her room and got out her digital
camera."Way to go sis!" she shouted when she returned,"now, how about a few
photos."

Bill just stood near-by, awestruck. He had worshipped his older brother and
his friends and always wanted to be like them. Now, after watching them all
get beaten up by his little next door neighbor, Bill's entire worldview was
suddenly turned upside down. Staring at the powerfully built, five foot-three
inch blond as she posed on top of each of the boys she had battered, Bill
suddenly felt like a boat cast adrift at sea, with no anchor holding it in
place. As he continued to watch Pinky's awesome display of muscles, Bill began
to feel something else, something which surprised him...he was getting an
erection.

"Well Billy, what do you think of your idols now?" Pinky smiled over at him as
she flexed her huge muscles while standing on top of his crying brother."And
what's that I see trying to get out of your shorts? Why you naughty boy you,
tee, hee, hee." Embarrassed beyond belief, Bill started to run towards the
hedge that seperated their backyards. "Oh no you don't," Pinky said as she
took off after him. Her powerful legs enabled her to catch up to the fleeing
boy before he reached the bushes. She grabbed him by the back of his shirt,
stopping him in his tracks. "You're not going anywhere Billy," Pinky scolded
him as she dragged him back to the place where he was standing before. "You'll
stay right here. I'll deal with you after I've finished with your brother and
his friends." Deal with him? What on earth did she mean by that? Bill felt
shivers go down his spine.

Without saying another word, the little supergirl returned to the three
battered boys lying on the grass and resumed posing while Candy took some more
photos."Are we having fun yet?" Pinky giggled. After a few more minutes of
posing Pinky turned to the girls and asked,"do you think it's time for their
spanking now?"

"Yes Pinky!" Roberta said enthusiastically,"and please start with Clint."
Clint had dated Roberta briefly two months before, then dumped her for another
girl. Roberta couldn't hide her glee as she watched Pinky pound the boy who
had hurt her into the ground. And now to see him get spanked by a small girl!
Needless to say Roberta was in seventh heaven. Pinky smiled over at her as she
grabbed the helpless Clint and dragged him over to a chair,"and after I spank
him Roberta, I have another surprise for you." She winked at her sister's
friend and sat down on the chair. The mighty girl then yanked the large boy
across her knees, pulled down his pants and began whack his bottom hard with
her strong right hand. Within two minutes Clint was crying like a baby; much
to Roberta's delight.

"O.K. tough guy," Pinky said to him when she thought he'd had enough,"get up
and go stand in front of Roberta."

"No," he cried,"please don't make me do that, please."

"You'll do as I say or I'll continue to spank you until you do you pathetic
wimp!" Pinky whacked his buttocks hard a few more times."

"All right, I'll do it," he cried."Please, don't spank me anymore."

Meekly, the once proud boy rose from Pinky's knees and, head bowed in shame,
walked over and stood in front of the girl he dumped only a few weeks before.

Pinky smiled over at Saul,"it's your turn now honeybunch." When he hesitated
she added in a soft, sweet girlie tone," Sauli, if you don't drop you pants
and get you butt over here this instant, I'm going beat you up and spank you
it front of the whole school on Monday. Do you really want me to do that?"
Saul dropped his pants and straddled across her knees. Three minutes later his
crying form was standing in front of a giggling Jill.

Pinky grinned as she motioned to Ray with her index finger to come over to
where she was sitting. "C'mon Ray, let's have some more fun. And please don't
make me have to get up and get you; because then mommy's going to spank you
very, very hard." After witnessing Pinky's awesome power, Ray meekly submitted
to her indominiatable will. SPANK, SPANK, SPANK...

Pinky proudly looked over the scene before her. The three large, strong boys
that she had battered, beaten and humiliated stood half-naked before Candy,
Jill and Roberta."Now girls,"Pinky said,"why don't you take Ray's advice and
'have some fun'. After all, we have the house all to ourselves, don't we?"
Laughing hysterically, each of the girls grabbed a boy firmly by their shirt
and began to march them across the backyard lawn. "Thanks sis," Candy yelled
back over her shoulder as she entered the house with Ray in tow,"I'll never
get down on you for weight lifting again." She was followed by Roberta and
Clint, then Jill and Saul.

"Well Billy, it looks like it's just you and me now," Pinky said as she began
to slowly walk towards him. Without realizing it, Bill began to back up
towards a brick wall."What's the matter handsome, afraid of a little girl?
Tee, hee, hee."

"I...I didn't do anything Pinky, honest I didn't."

"I'm sure you didn't sweetie pie." As the powerful girl continued to approach
him, Bill continued to retreat. He soon found himself backed up against the
wall with the pretty little blond with the pink ribbon in her ponytail - the
one who had just beaten up and humiliated his older brother and two of his
brother's friends - standing directly in front of him; smiling with her hands
on her hips. "Poor Billy," Pinky teased,"where are you going to go now?"

"Please Pinky, don't hurt me. I didn't do anything." Bill was literally
shaking from head to toe, dreadfully afraid of what she might do to him. He
was on the verge of crying.

Pinky stared at Bill for a few moments, flush in her complete dominiation over
him. Without so much as laying a finger on him, she had reduced the five
foot-ten inch, 175 pound boy nearly to tears.

"Please, please don't hurt me Pinky," he pleaded again.

"There, there now,"she cooed softly,"mommy's not going to hurt you...provided
you behave yourself and do what I tell you to."

"Wha...what's that?"

Pinky walked up to him and bent down. She put her strong right arm around
Bill's ankles and lifted him up over her right shoulder." That, I'll decide
when we get to my bedroom." The mighty girl then effortlessly carried Bill
into the house. When she entered the living room, and saw what was taking
place there, Pinky burst out in laughter. There was Ray, lying on the floor
with Candy sitting on top of him. She was facing backwards so that her naked
rear end was sitting squarely on his face and she was slowly undulating back
and forth, quietly moaning as she did. When Candy saw Pinky watching - with
Bill slung over her shoulder - she smiled and gave her sister the 'thumbs-up'.
Lying near-by was Jill. She had her long legs wrapped tightly around Saul's
neck and, with her hand firmly grasping him by the hair, was forcing him to
lick her pussy. But the funniest thing of all was Roberta and Clint. He was
stripped completely naked and on his hands and knees while she was sitting on
his back, her legs wrapped around his waist. Roberta had a leather belt in her
hand and was slapping his behind."Giddyap horsie," she giggled as she forced
her ex-boyfriend to ride her around the room.

"Remember girls," Pinky said," if these guys give you any trouble at all just
holler - I'll be right down the hall. And don't forget what Ray said... let's
have some fun."

"We are," the girls all laughed in unison,"we are."

Pinky carried Bill into her room and plopped him down on the bed."Well Billy,
what shall I do with you now?" The question was, of course, rhetorical as they
both knew she could do whatever she wanted to and there was absolutely nothing
he could do about it. Ironically though, Pinky suddenly found herself in
unfamiliar territory - she had never been alone with a boy under these
circumstances before. On the basketball court or the athletic field, in the
weightroom or even when beating up bullies in her backyard, Pinky knew exactly
what to do. But here, in her own bedroom, alone with the boy she had a strong
attraction to, the mighty girl was suddenly - and uncharacteristically -
unsure as to what her next step should be. "Pounding Clint, Saul and Ray was
easy," she thought to herself, "what the hell am I supposed to do now?"

The answer to Pinky's dilemma came from an unexpected source...Bill. As he lay
there on her bed, looking up at the girl who had so comprehensively beaten
three of the toughest guys he knew - the guys that he had always looked up to
- Bill again felt that same erotic sensation he had earlier as he watched
Pinky flexing her awesome muscles. He felt his penis getting hard and he had
an overwhelming urge to hug this five foot-three inch supergirl. "Pinky," he
said at last,"you're...you're absolutely incredible. The way you destroyed my
brother and his friends, beat them up and humiliated them. You're
awesome...totally awesome."

The powerful girl smiled down at the handsome boy lying on her bed; this was
the key she needed. Pinky then laid down on top of him and rested her head on
Bill's chest. Bill felt her strong but gentle hand reach into his shorts and
begin to fondle his erect penis. Guided by instinct now they began to kiss.
Pinky wrapped her powerful arms around Bill and sent her toungue deep into his
mouth. The sounds of the girl's laughing coming from from the living room -
along with the pathetic pleas of the boys - receded into the distance as Pinky
and Bill began to passionately embraced and then pleasure each other. "C'mon
Billy," the beautiful musclegirl said soflty,"let's have some fun too." And
they did; all through that afternoon and well into the night.

Epilogue: The following morning

Pinky sat in front of her dresser, smiling in the mirror at the handsome,
naked boy that stood behind her. Bill was brushing her long, beautiful blond
hair and, as he did so, he was getting an erection. The muscular girl reached
back and playfully began to fondle Bill's enlarged penis."You're a real stud
aren't you," she teased. When her hair was neatly brushed, Pinky directed him
to tie it back into a ponytail, using a pink ribbon."You did well sweetie pie.
Starting tomorrow (Monday) I want you to be over here every morning no later
than 7:30 a.m. so you can brush my hair; it'll be one of your chores boyfriend
of mine. Then we'll walk to school together."

"What are we going to do now?"

"Now, it's time for my morning workout with weights and you're going to come
with me. I need to toughen you up so you can perform better."

"Wasn't I O.K. Pinky?" Bill asked with a surprised look on his face.

"Yes, you were O.K. honeybunch," she reassured him, and then added," but I
want more from my boyfriend; I want great." After they got dressed, the
muscular girl took Bill's hand and began to lead him out towards the garage.
On the way, they passed through the living room. The girls were all fast
asleep; Candy and Jill on the large sofa, Roberta on the easy chair. Lying
face down on the carpet were Ray, Saul and Clint. They had their hands tied
behind their backs with their own underwear and the girl's panties stuffed
into their mouths."It looks like they had fun too," Pinky giggled."It was
awfully nice of your brother to suggest the idea. We'll have to do it again
the next time my parents go away for the weekend; tee, hee, hee."