Pinky Has Some More Fun
by M.C.
If Ray, Clint and Saul thought the little musclegirl was through with them they were in for a rude shock.


It's been four weeks since that memorable Saturday afternoon when Pinky, the
pretty little blond musclegirl that lives next door to me, battered and
humiliated my older brother and his two friends. The irony for me is that
while Ray, Clint and Saul would like nothing better than to bury the memory of
that day, Pinky and I have been going steady ever since as a result of it. Not
that I can blame my brother and his friends. After all, how could three large,
tough athletic guys reconcile themselves to the fact that they were all beaten
up by a five foot-three inch, 150 pound girl in front of three girls who are
their classmates? Not to mention the spanking she gave them afterwards and
then forcing them to be Candy, Roberta and Jill's 'boy toys' for rest of the
weekend. As I said, I'm sure it's something Ray and his friends would very
much like to forget about. Unfortunately however, fate - in the guise of my
little super girlfriend - wasn't quite through with them.

I was enjoying a lazy Saturday afternoon sitting on the living room sofa
watching a college football game when the doorbell rang. Since Ray and his
friends were watching the game upstairs in his room, I answered the door.
"Hello Pinky," I said somewhat surprised (today was her seventeenth birthday
and she told me she was planning to spend most of the day shopping for the
athletic items she likes such as weights, vitamins, sweatshirts, athletic
shoes, et al). "I thought you'd be busy shopping. Are we still on for your
birthday dinner this evening?"

"I finished my shopping early Billy so I could come over here and spend some
time with you since your parents aren't home. And yes, we're still on for
dinner. Are Ray, Clint and Saul around by any chance?"

"Yes they are. They're upstairs watching the game in Ray's bedroom. Why do you
ask?"

"Roberta and Jill are over at our house with Candy and my parents are also
away for the weekend. They asked me to send the boys over if they were here;
they want to have some more *fun* (wink)."

"But Pinky, they're watching the game now and I seriously doubt they'd agree
to go over there; not after what you and the other girls did to them four
weeks ago."

"Well perhaps I can convince them to change their minds Billy. It's amazing
what a girl can accomplish with a little *feminine persuasion*. So don't say
anything to them sweetie pie...I want this to be a surprise." The small,
powerfully built girl - her beautiful blond hair tied back into a long
ponytail with a pink ribbon (hence her nickname) - put her index finger to her
lips and smiled at me as she started to walk up the stairs. Although I could
feel the impending confrontation coming on, there was absolutely nothing I
could do about it.

I heard a knock on Ray's bedroom door and the door open. Then I heard my
brother's angry voice cry out,"what the hell are you doing here? No, you can't
come in! Hey, get the fuck out of my room!" Then I heard "WHAM! POW! SOCK!
CRACK! SLAM! SMASH! PUNCH!, and the whole house seemed to shake as if there
was an earthquake. Then I heard the sound of Ray and his friends yelling and
screaming; and a girl laughing. This went for about five minutes before
everything became quiet. And then I heard what sounded like spanking, followed
by crying...boy's crying; and a girl giggling.

A couple of minutes later the sounds of footsteps coming out of Ray's room
could be heard. I looked up in amazement at the sight of the three large, well
built boys slowly limping down the stairs; each of them had tears in his eyes.
Ray had some blood coming from his lower lip and a large welt above his right
eye. Clint appeared to have a swollen jaw and was holding his stomach. Saul
had his head up with a tissue over his nose; the tissue appeared to be very
bloody. All three were naked from the waist down and their buttocks were very
red.

Following them down the stairs was Pinky. She had a wide, pretty smile on her
face and not a single mark or scratch on her. "I'll be back in a few minutes
Billy," she said calmly," just as soon as I escort these nice gentlemen over
to my house; tee, hee, hee." Then, turning to Ray and his disheveled friends,
the beautiful little musclegirl said in a loud, firm voice, "O.K. boys,
forward march! Hup, two, three, four...hup, two, three, four..." and, just
like a Marine drill sergent (a Marine drill sergent with a long blond ponytail
tied back with a pink ribbon), Pinky marched them out the door and over to her
house.

"You see what a girl can accomplish with a little feminine persuasion Billy?"
Pinky giggled as she re-entered my home. She grabbed the remote control and
shut off the television. "You didn't really want to watch that silly game now
did you?" (Needless to say I shook my head). "Good, then let's go upstairs to
your bedroom and have some fun too; uppie uppie." I got off the sofa and stood
before her. Pinky bent down and lifted me up over her shoulder; then
effortlessly carried my 175 pounds up the stairs and into my room.

Placing me down in front on my bed, she took several steps backwards and
removed her training shorts and panties. My muscular girlfriend then went into
a handstand and wrapped her thick, powerful thighs around my neck. Pinky's
momentum carried her forward and forced me flat on my back on the mattress
with her straddling my chest; her gorgeous blond pussy only inches away from
my face."O.K. now loverboy, my pussy hasn't felt your tongue in nearly a
month; so let's get busy!" And busy I got.

I pleasured her all afternoon. "Well now Billy boy, wasn't that better than
watching some silly football game?"

"Yes Pinky, it was...much better in fact."

She smiled, wrapped her powerful arms around my waist and gave me a strong
hug; almost causing me to pass out in the process. "Ooopsie, I guess I'll
really have to be more gentle with you Billy. You really are a wimp you know;
tee, hee. Now, let's go over to my house and see how the girls and boys are
getting along shall we?"

A familiar scene greeted us when we entered Pinky's house, one very similiar
to the one I'd seen four weeks earlier. Candy and her friends had the boys
completely under their control. My brother Ray was trapped in-between Candy's
legs and she was playfully tweeking his nose. Roberta was sitting on top of
Clint, her naked ass covering his face as she rocked back and forth giggling.
And Jill had Saul drapped across her knee and was spanking him (although
lightly). It's not that these girls were so strong that they could dominate
the three large boys - they weren't - but whenever Ray or his friends showed
any sign of resistance to them, the girls would simply say," wait until I tell
Pinky about this." Such was their fear and awe of my little blond girlfriend
after the beating she gave them earlier that, when the girls said this,
whatever resistance they had simply vanished.

"Hi girls," Pinky said as we entered," how's everything going?"

"Great sis," Candy replied,"and happy seventeenth birthday. Did you enjoy our
present?" She pointed at me and winked.

"Yes, I did as a matter of fact (Pinky squeezed my hand tightly, mashing my
fingers together); that was a great idea Candy." The beautiful blond
powerhouse gazed around at the three couples and laughed,"hey, I just had a
lovely idea; I'm going to return your favor." She walked over to where Jill
and Saul were and grabbed him firmly by the hair. "Saul," Pinky began in a
strong, firm voice," from now on you're going to be Jill's boyfriend. You're
going to treat her the way she deserves to be treated, take her out at least
once a week and do whatever she tells you to. You'll be her boyfriend for as
long as she wants you and if I ever hear that you've been the slightest bit
disrespectful to her, I'll beat you up so badly you'll be crying for a month;
is that clear?" With tears in his eyes Saul meekly nodded while Jill smiled.

Pinky then moved over to where Roberta and Clint were. "Clint, the same goes
for you and Roberta."

"But-but I already have a girlfriend," the largest and strongest of the three
boys said.

"Correction Clint, you *had* a girlfriend," Pinky said. She reached into her
pocket and took out her cell phone. "Now, I want you to call Susie and inform
her that you're breaking up with her and going back to Roberta; I never did
like that snobish cheerleader anyway."

"I...I can't do that."

Pinky sighed. "O.K. then tough guy, we'll do this the hard way." Pinky
motioned to Roberta to get up and then sat down on top of Clint's chest facing
him. With her open hand, the powerful girl began to slap the six foot, 200
pound athlete hard back and forth across his face. She soon had the large boy
in tears.

"Please, please stop hitting me," he begged.

"Awww, poor baby. Are you going to be a good boy and do what mommy tells you
to?" When he didn't respond immediately, Pinky continued to slap him.

"Yes...yes, I'll do it. Please stop!" His tears were running down his face and
onto the carpet now. Pinky handed him her phone and, hands trembling, he
called his girlfriend and broke up with her. Smiling at Roberta, Pinky got up.
"He's all yours now...but I really can't understand what you see in this
crybaby." Both girls laughed. " Well, that's two down and one to go."

I watched the incredible spectacle taking place before me with a mixture of
awe and foreboding. Four weeks ago Ray, Clint and Saul were my heroes. Large,
strong, tough athletic guys - all starters on the high school baseball team -
they were the guys I looked up to; the ones I wanted to emulate. Then, this
little five foot-three inch, 150 pound blond musclegirl beat them all up and
humiliated them right before my eyes. After she dethroned my heroes, Pinky
became my girlfriend. And now, as I watch her totally dominiate three of the
stronger boys in our school - ordering them around as if they were small
children - I can't help wondering...will she do this to me too someday?

Pinky walked over to where Candy and my brother were lying; Candy still had
her legs tightly wrapped around Ray's neck and was forcing him to watch."So,
what do you think sis? Do you want this guy? Or should I just give him a good
spanking and send him home?"

"Hmmm...well Pinky, he is kind of cute. And now that you've removed that
rather large chip from his shoulder he may turn out to be a rather nice guy
after all. Tell you what, I'll give him a try and see how it goes. You can
always spank him later if things don't work out." The two sisters giggled and
slapped each other five.

Suddenly, Roberta shouted,"hey Pinky, instead of just you and Billy going out
to celebrate your birthday tonight, why don't we all go? The boys can treat."

"Why Roberta, what a lovely idea. You girls finish your business (wink) and
then get your boyfriends cleaned up and ready. We'll leave in an hour." Pinky
took me by the hand and led me up to her room. Once inside she picked me up
and tossed me onto her bed; then jumped on top of me. "Why the long face honey
bunny?" she asked in her cute little-girlie voice,"what's the matter?"

"It's...it's when I see you pounding and spanking guys like my Ray, Clint and
Saul like you did today, and what you did to Robert Wilson earlier this week
in the weightroom; well...I'm just afraid that someday you'll be doing that to
me."

The pretty blond supergirl then put her head down on my chest and sighed.
Pinky knows she's very strong and tough; she'd been working out with weights
three hours a day for years to get that way. But there's also another part to
her - her 'little girl' as she likes to call it. It's the part of her that
likes to be called Pinky instead of Robin; her real name. It's the part that's
always giggling, sometimes at seemingly inappropriate times - like when she's
beating up bullies or humiliating them."I just can't help it," she told me
when I first asked her about it shortly after we started dating,"sometimes
that little girl in me takes over and there's nothing I can do about it." The
incident with Robert Wilson in the weight room was a good example...

Pinky along with some of the other girls on the high school basketball team
(on which Pinky is the starting point guard) were in the weight room lifting
after practice. A few of the football players were there also. Pinky wanted to
use the leg press at the same time as Robert Wilson did."Tell you what big
guy," she smiled up at the large athlete who towered over her," why don't we
arm wrestle for it." As her challenge was overheard by everyone in the
weightroom, Robert had no choice but to accept. Although he knew Pinky was
strong - one has only to look at her massive 24 inch thighs and 17 inch biceps
to see that - the six-foot four inch, 250 pound all-league offensive right
tackle couldn't see the five foot-three inch, 150 pound girl giving him too
much of a problem.

Everyone in the weightroom stopped what they were doing and watched as the
pretty little blond and the huge football player lay down on the floor
opposite each other and clapsed right hands (because of the discrepency in the
length of their arms, Pinky had to rest her elbow on both her history and
biology books)."You can begin whenever you feel like it big boy," Pinky said
with a grin.

As they started to push their arms against one another everyone watching
noticed a very strange and unexpected thing. While the large, strong boy was
straining hard, Pinky hardly appeared to be trying at all and she had a smile
on her pretty face. For all of Richard's struggling, he only managed to push
the girl's arm down a couple of inches which, without too much effort, Pinky
quickly returned it to the point where they started. It was at this point that
she began to giggle and tease him as the 'little girl' in her came out.

"Oh my goodness, is the little girl too strong for the big bad football
player; tee, hee, hee." Robert tried to push even harder but the muscular girl
still held his huge arm upright."Oh Robbie, you're turning such a pretty shade
of red; tee, hee." Pinky was using her left hand to support her chin and,
while Robert pushed with all his might, she simply looked across and smiled at
him. As the contest continued, and Robert began to weaken, Pinky reached back
with her left hand an calmly began to play with her ponytail; twirling it
around and giggling while the large boy strained. The entire weight room stood
in stunned silence as they watched Pinky's awesome display of strength.
Finally, after Robert's energy was nearly exhausted, the muscular girl reached
over and playfully fluffed her ponytail in his face; then easily slammed his
arm to the floor. While the girls on the basketball team cheered and Pinky
laughed, the humiliated football player ran out of the weight room in tears.

"I know I can be immature at times," Pinky said softly as she rested her head
on my chest. "Having *her* inside of this super body of mine can be like
letting a six year girl old drive down the street in a 50 ton tank. I did
apologise to Robert the next day; he's a nice guy and didn't deserve what I
did to him. But when that 'little girl' in me takes over this body, there's
almost nothing she can't do. But Billy, I'd never beat you up. You're the
first boyfriend I've ever had, the first boy I've ever had sex with; the first
boy I've ever loved. I'd never hurt you Billy...never.

"The reason I came down on Ray and his friends so hard is that they needed it.
Clint really hurt Roberta when he dumped her for Susan. She's my sister's best
friend and it wasn't right. And Jill has had a crush on Saul for over a year
now but he just ignores her. Ray and Candy have been neighbors for years and
never even speak to one another. I won't force them to stay together, I just
wanted to give them a chance. My methods may be a little harsh at times - like
what I did to the boys in your brother's room earlier today - but they were
nasty to me and that 'little girl' got angry and decided to teach them all
good lesson. I'll bet they'll never be rude to me again (giggles).

My little super girlfriend looked up to face me now. "But you Billy are a
nice, sweet guy and I promise you I will never lay a hand on you in anger, so
please, don't you ever be afraid of me again; or else I'll kick your ass," she
laughed. Pinky sat up on my chest and scooted forward. "Hey Billy, we still
have 45 minutes before we have to leave for the restaurant (she was now
dangling her irresistable pussy directly above my face) so, how about a
little... appetizer?"