The Revenge of the Muscle Girls By M.C. Angered by the cheerleader's and their football playing boyfriend's constant teasing of them, a group of female bodybuilders decide to teach their antagonists a lesson they'll never forget. 1) In the University's Woman's Weight Room one afternoon "It really pisses me off," Jane said as she raised the barbell with the 250 pounds of weight on it after her tenth bench press and placed it back on the stand above her (without a spotter). "I'm really getting tired of this shit!" "What shit are you talking about Jane?" Sharon asked as she was simultaneously curling fifty pound barbells in each of her muscular arms. Jane and Sharon were going through their daily afternoon workouts in the university's women's weight room along with their friends, Jennifer and Beth. All four were juniors at the university, roommates and close friends - not to mention very strong and muscular female bodybuilders. "The way those slutty, conceited cheerleaders and their stupid jock boyfriends always make snide remarks about us behind our backs, just because we have muscles and are fit. I mean we're probably at least five times stronger than the cheerleaders and twice as strong as their macho boyfriends; and yet they treat us like we're freaks of nature. They should have more respect for us and I think that it's about time we did something about it." "And what would that be Jane?" Jennifer asked as she lowered and raised her 250 pound barbell during her set of ten reps. "I feel the same way as you do - being subjected to their arrogant and condescending remarks just because of who we are. But what should we do about it? We are, after all, very strong, muscular and confident females living in a world that prefers that members of our gender be meek and submissive." "I don't know," Jane replied. "But we should be able to do something. I've taken about as much abuse from them as I can stand." "I have an idea girls," Beth, a five foot-ten inch, 175 pound co-ed with long, beautiful brown hair said as she completed a perfect clean and jerk off the mats and held the 400 pound barbell high above her head in her powerful, outstretched arms. "Why don't we all teach those pompous cheerleaders and their macho football playing boyfriends a good lesson so that they'll have more respect for us; and also have some fun with them while we're doing it?" "That sounds like a great idea Beth," Jane said. "But exactly how do you propose to go about doing that?" Beth lowered the 400 pound barbell to the floor and flashed her girlfriends an evil smile. "Like this," she replied and motioned for them all to gather around her. And as the four female bodybuilders huddled together, they began to giggle as Beth began to explain her diabolical plan to them. 2) Twenty minutes later in the University's Men's Weigh Room The door to the men's weight room swung open and the large, strong, tough university football players stared in shock at the scene that suddenly unfolded before them. For as Jane, Sharon, Jennifer and Beth walked into the weight room, they were each dragging two cheerleaders by the hair behind them; one in each of their strong hands. The muscular girls dragged the crying cheerleaders to the center of the weight room and unceremoniously tossed them onto the floor. "You stay right where you are girls," Beth demanded, "while we deal with these boyfriends of yours." Then the female bodybuilders faced off against the surprised football players. "My friends and I have had enough of the snide remarks and insults that all of you make about our muscles behind our backs," Jane said in a loud and commanding voice. "So we've decided it's time we taught you rough, tough, macho guys and your pompous, conceited girlfriends a lesson in manners." While Jane was speaking, Jennifer closed and locked the weight room door so that nobody could either enter or leave. The four female bodybuilders were now all standing with their hands on their hips in the middle of the weight room near where they had tossed the crying cheerleaders. And even though they were completely surrounded by eight large college football players - each of whom was both bigger and appeared to be stronger than they were (although appearances can sometimes be deceiving as the football players were about to find out) - none of the muscular girls showed even the slightest trace of fear. To the contrary, they were all smiling! It was as if they were actually looking forward to the upcoming confrontation. "All right tough guys," Jane said after a tense pause, "let's get it on!" Ray, the six foot-three inch, 230 pound middle linebacker was the first to approach the bodybuilders. His girlfriend Joan was the head cheerleader and he was furious and wanted to avenge her humiliation but - CRACK! - Beth met him with a powerful right cross to his jaw which snapped the large athlete's head back, and the fight was on. "O.K. girls," Sharon said as she charged towards the approaching jocks, "let's each pick out two guys and show these rough, tough macho men what female bodybuilders can do!" And so they did. To describe what happened in the men's weight room after that as a fight would be a gross misnomer - massacre would be a far more accurate term to use. For although there were eight guys - each of whom was quite a bit larger than any of the four girls - the poor football players never really stood a chance against them. It was pathetic actually. For so much stronger and quicker were the muscle girls than the football players, that they were even able to laugh and joke with each other as they proceeded to batter the totally outclassed guys around the weight room. WHAM! "I've always wanted to work out with real live dumbbells," Jennifer laughed as she smashed her right fist hard into the jaw of a 235 pound tight end and then POW! THUMP! put him on his back with two more solid punches. "I hear ya kiddo," Sharon agreed as she - WHACK! CRACK! - flattened another large jock. "Maybe you girls shouldn't be in such a hurry to finish them off," Jane said as she peppered one of the guys she was fighting with a blindingly fast combination of well-placed lefts and rights before quickly turning her attention to her second opponent. "Take your time, that way you'll be able to enjoy it longer." Beth had Ray and another equally large jock backed up into one of the corners of the weight room and was taking turns pounding them with her rock-hard fists; first one and then the other. "I have to admit girls - POW! - these guys sure do make great punching bags - CRACK! - tee, hee," the beautiful long-haired brunette giggled as she smashed them. "This is way more fun than the leather punching bags that we use in our weight room." "I totally agree with you on that Beth," - THUD! - Sharon laughed as she drove her right fist deep into the gut of a large, but totally outclassed, jock. SMACK! And then sent him to the floor with a powerful uppercut to his jaw . "Maybe we should use them instead from now on." Giggles could be heard from all four muscle girls when Sharon said that. Sitting on the floor in the center of the weight room, the eight cheerleaders watched in stunned silence at what they were witnessing. For here were eight of the largest, strongest and toughest guys on their university's football team (four of whom were their boyfriends) being battered all over the weight room by just four girls! And as they watched in horror, some of the cheerleaders began to cry again. But surprisingly and unexpectedly Joan, the beautiful head cheerleader and Ray's girlfriend, had a different reaction. For the more she watched these four amazing female bodybuilders pound the toughest guys she knows around, the hornier she found herself getting. Her attention was especially drawn to one of the muscle girls in particular - Beth. Finally, unable to hold it in any longer, Joan blurted out, "Oh Beth, you, you're, you're so strong, so tough, and so, so beautiful. I'm sorry that we, or me at least, teased you and your friends for being strong and muscular. I think you're totally awesome!" Beth, having knocked out one of her opponents and was about to finish off the second (Ray, Joan's boyfriend) was holding him up firmly by his sweatshirt with her left hand and had her right arm cocked back and was just about to unleash another devastating punch when she heard Joan say this. The muscular brunette paused briefly, turned around and looked at Joan. Then she smiled and said, "Why thank you. What a sweet thing to say. Your apology is accepted." "Your hair is so beautiful Beth. So soft and fluffy. I just love the way it swishes around while you're beating up these guys." Again Beth smiled at Joan. Then, remembering that she still had Ray pinned back in the corner, said, "I'll be right with you Joan, as soon as I finish taking care of this boyfriend of yours. And then we can explore this a bit deeper." Beth turned around again and smashed her right fist into Ray's badly swollen face. She released her grip on him and he slumped to the floor. The strong woman bodybuilder then fluffed up her long, beautiful brown hair and began walking over to Joan. Without so much as a single word passing between them, the mighty muscle girl and the beautiful cheerleader then embraced in a long, passionate kiss. While they were embracing, Ray - still conscious (though barely) - staggered to his feet and, noticing what Joan and Beth were doing, summoned all of his remaining strength and began to approach them. At first neither of the girls seemed to notice that Ray was approaching (or if they did they didn't pay any attention to him). Furious now, Ray cocked back his right fist, ready strike. But before he could get his punch off - WHACK! - Beth shot out her right fist and smacked him squarely in the jaw. So strong was Beth's punch that it spun the 230 pound football star completely around before sending him crashing to the floor and down for the count - and Beth managed to do this while still embracing Joan! "My how rude of him," Beth said as she and Joan resumed their kiss. "Disturbing girls while they're smooching. That's just plain bad manners." Joan replied with a giggle and said, "Oh Beth, you're so wonderful. So strong, so brave, so beautiful!" Meanwhile, on the other side of the weight room, - POW! - Jane's strong left hook knocked out the last of the big, strong football players. Then she, Sharon and Jennifer took stock of the situation (Beth and Joan were still busy). The floor of the weight room was now literally littered with the eight battered and unconscious bodies of what was, until just a few short minutes earlier, the pride of the university's football team - all beaten up by just the four muscle girls! "Well," Jennifer said as they surveyed the scene, "that was a lovely workout; wouldn't you agree?" "It certainly was," Sharon replied. "We should definitely do this more frequently." The three girls all shared a giggle after she said this. "Let this be a lesson to you and your boyfriends," Jane said sternly as she stared down at the crying cheerleaders. "From now on you're to treat us with the respect we deserve - OR ELSE! After all, female bodybuilders have feelings too you know." None of the muscle girls had any doubt that their lesson would be forgotten anytime soon - if indeed ever. Gazing down at one of the large football players that she had beaten up, Sharon said, "This one's a real cutie pie. I think I'll take him home with me so that I can have some more fun with him." The strong and beautiful blond bent down and yanked the semi-conscious 225 pound fullback up, bent over and lifted him up over her shoulder. "What a wonderful idea Sharon," Jane laughed. "Yes, let's each take a guy back to our place so we can play around with them some more. Maybe we can make them our boy-toys" (The girls all live in a large, four-bedroom home that they rent together which is located just across the street from the university campus). Jane and Jennifer looked over the two guys that each had pummeled and, after making their choice, also lifted them up and placed them over their strong shoulders. Not to be outdone by her friends, Beth decided to take a guy home too so that she and Joan could have some fun with him. And who did she choose? Why Ray of course. "He'll make a great boy-toy for us Joan," Beth laughed as she hoisted the 230 pound, ex-boyfriend of her new lover over her shoulder. Wrapping her muscular left arm around Ray's ankles so he wouldn't fall off on the way - and gently taking Joan's hand with her right - they, along with Jennifer, Jane and Sharon, began walking towards their house; seemingly unencumbered by the large and battered football players that were hanging over their shoulders. Epilogue: One Week Later Joan finished her last class of the day at the university and began to make her way back to her new home (the pretty girl quit being a cheerleader as she no longer wanted to be around wimpy guys anymore. Now she just wanted to be with strong, masterful females like Beth and her bodybuilding friends). As she entered the house, Joan was greeted by a sight which made her break out laughing. For there, standing in the middle of the living room, were the four big, strong, rough, tough stars of her university's football team that Beth and her friends had beaten up and carried home the week before. But what really started to make Joan laugh hysterically was the fact that all the guys were completely naked except for one thing - they were each wearing a pair of women's panties! "The girls and I decided to see how the boys would look wearing our panties Joan," Beth said, (the muscle girls were also laughing hysterically as they sat around the humiliated former macho men). "We agreed that they look so cute in them that we've decided to make them wear panties all the time they're here from now on." Joan sat down next to Beth and they began to snuggle. "They do look cute Bethy; especially Ray. I think pink is really his color; tee, hee, hee. Was it difficult to get the boys to agree to wear your panties?" "Oh not really Joan. They did put up a bit of resistance at first. But, as you may have noticed, the girls and I have ways of persuading guys to do what we want them to do (wink)." "Hmmm, that would explain the black eyes and bright red behinds they all have; wouldn't it?" Beth simply giggled in response. Then the powerful, muscular bodybuilder got up from the couch and said, "Come Joanie, let's take Ray into our bedroom and have some fun with him." Beth reached into the pink panties that Ray was wearing, grabbed him firmly by the penis and then led him and Joan into their bedroom; as did Jane, Sharon and Jennifer. A long and erotic evening and night of female domination then followed.