The Burglars By MilesEn@aol.com [The attached story is a fantasy. That is to say it is one of my fantasies. If this isn't your fantasy that is fine. But DON'T write and tell me why you didn't like the fantasy or the situation. They are what excites me and I don't expect them to impact you the same way. DO write and tell me where the writing sucks, or where you would have done something differently to improve the story - I am trying to get better at this. I am not a professional writer, although I'm told the only difference is that I don't get paid for this. If you like stories of women far stronger and more skilled than the men they meet, you may find some enjoyment in these stories. Many of these stories are extremely violent, explicit, and graphic in nature. You must be over 18 to read this.] Send comments to: MilesEn@aol.com Jenny knew there was something wrong as soon as she came into her apartment. It was nothing she could identify, but she felt uneasy. She set down her duffel bag with her workout gear in it and turned on the lights in the front room. The room was a mess! Broken glass in the corner below the window showed where someone had broken in. All of the furniture was moved around and litter covered the floor. Her television and stereo were piled next to the window. Obviously, the burglar was still in the house, intending to remove these items as he left. She heard a crash upstairs confirming her belief that someone was still there. Furious, she threw her coat in the corner, revealing her amazing body. Jenny stood 5'11" tall with a hard, muscular body. She was a personal trainer at a local gym for ladies. She also taught the personal defense class - being a second degree black belt in karate. But it was bodybuilding that was her passion. Her hard body reflected the years of effort and dedication she had put into it. Her muscles were large and defined from long hours put in at the gym. Her shoulders were broad, tapering down in an impressive V shape to her tiny, 23 inch waist. The biceps were 15 inches with an impressive peak when flexed, which was often. Jenny loved to flex her body and see the impact it had on men. Often she would intentionally flex her biceps as she would put on lipstick, or some similar movement. The stares of amazement by the men as they saw her "guns" made her feel proud. She also would go to a local singles bar, buy a drink and wait for some creep to hit on her. It wasn't long usually before some macho stud would approach her. After talking to him for a few moments she would playfully challenge him to an arm wrestling contest. The loser had to buy the drinks. The men usually thought she was kidding, but she had never lost such a bet. It was always a real thrill to watch the mans face as he realized he was going to lose. Sometimes, she would prolong the contest just to watch the man squirm and struggle his face turning red and sweat forming on his brow. As impressive as her upper body was it was her legs that seemed to catch the attention of the men. Her thighs were huge, with incredible definition - each muscle stood out in bold relief from even the simplest exertion. She would walk around town in a short skirt and high heels, feeling the looks of men on her shapely (and deadly) legs. Her body was well tanned and was set off well by her long blonde hair and classic, aquiline face. She had been approached many times by men who had told her she must be a model or actress. She was well known, locally (by people who followed such things) or her many fitness and physique titles. Even stronger than she looked, she knew that few men alive could keep up with her when she worked out her body. She could squat 400 pounds for reps and could leg press almost a ton! Once, after watching a local weightlifting competition, she had wanted to prove to herself she was as strong as any man. She duplicated the three lifts the men had done in the powerlifting competition in her gym. Her deadlift of 795 pounds, bench press of 425 lbs, and squat of 515 lbs. easily smashed the lift totals of any of the men near her weight class (she weighed 175 lbs). In fact, only the Super Heavyweight champion, a man well over 250 pounds, had beaten her total. She reveled in the fact that she was stronger than most any man, yet had the beauty and femininity to arouse as well. She was also in fantastic condition. She ran 4 miles each morning, and performed the karate kata's often to maintain flexibility and agility. This guy picked the wrong person to rob, she thought as she carefully headed up the stairs. Jenny was careful to not make a sound. The creep might have a gun, she thought, but if he doesn't he is in for a shock. She was going to teach this guy a lesson she vowed. ----------------- Joe came around the corner carrying a sack of stuff from the bedroom. This chick didn't have much for jewelry, he thought, but the t.v., stereo, and appliances would make it a profitable trip. He normally did not like to split the take three ways, (it would take him longer to build up the money he needed for his big score) but Tom had insisted that his buddy Jack come along. Joe, didn't like Jack. He was a big, dumb, moron he thought and would not be his choice to bring on a job. Tom was supposed to be the muscle, and Joe the brains. Jack was just excess baggage. But Tom said he needed someone to help him carry the big stuff, since Joe wasn't much help in that area. At 5'3" and around 120 lbs. Joe was the first to admit that physical strength was not his strong suit, so he reluctantly agreed to let Jack in on the job. The two big clods reminded him of all the jocks who used to give him such a hard time in school. At 6'4" or so both Tom and Jack were easily twice Joe's weight. They were weightlifting buddies and were always trying to outdo each other in the gym. They were always comparing their bodies to see who was bigger, much to Joe's annoyance. Tom always came out slightly on top, but both men were large hulks who were used to traveling through life on the basis of their brute power. Tom had met Joe while in prison for stealing a car. Joe was in for computer fraud. Tom had become Joe's protector, keeping him safe from the general population - for a price. In this case the price was for Joe to set Tom up for some big scores once they got out. Joe saw the use for a goon like Tom so he agreed to team up with him. Joe had big plans for himself, but he needed to make some spending money first. That was the reason for this job. A few more easy heists in these expensive apartment complexes and he would be ready for his real targets, Joe thought to himself as he started down the stairs. Suddenly, he ran straight into a wall. Upon closer inspection, Joe found that the wall was female. It was an understandable mistake because the body he ran into was unbelievably hard and firm. He looked up into the eyes of the most beautiful women he had ever seen in his life! Those eyes were now looking down at him in anger, and before he could react he found himself lifted off his feet and thrown down the stairs to the floor. Before he could get up the beauty lifted him by his shirt and snarled, "You are in big trouble, little man." She lifted a fist and smashed him in the face. He screamed in pain and flew into the corner of the room. The noise attracted the two muscle-heads who had been busy loading the stuff into the truck. They came in, saw Joe lying on the floor, blood pouring out of his nose, and the blonde muscle goddess standing over him and began to laugh. "What's the matter, Joe? The skirt too much for you?" Tom laughed. Jenny twirled around and surveyed the new situation. The two men were big and undoubtedly used to a fight. They may even be able to match her strength. Yet, she was confident she could handle them. "Oh, I'm too much for all of you," she countered, flexing her large biceps for the men to see. "Impressive," Tom asserted, "but you picked the wrong time to come home bitch." He tore off his shirt, exposing his own large body. Jack did the same. They both began to circle the girl, menacingly. Joe watched the confrontation in amazement. The two large men were stalking the blonde. They were taller, but he had to admit, that the musculature of the combatants was nearly equal. He had never seen so many muscles on a female in his life. Not even in the magazines and videotapes he had hidden away in his apartment. Joe had always had a thing for big, muscular women, and this women was the answer to all of his fantasies. He found himself hoping that she would somehow win this confrontation. As they circled, the men taunted Jenny. They rubbed their groins suggestively and leered openly at her body. Jack jumped in with surprising agility for his size and grabbed Jenny from behind. He held her arms back and invited Tom to punch her. Tom rubbed his fist under her nose and taunted her some more. "This is going to hurt bad, honey," he laughed. He drew back his fist and delivered a hard blow to her midsection. A loud pop resulted from the collision and Tom's fist seemed to bounce off of the girl's impressive abdomen. "Is that the best you can do," Jenny sneered. "I barely felt that." In reality the punch did hurt, but she did not want the men to know that. She knew she better do something fast and not give this behemoth more chances to punish her. She twisted her body in a quick movement and threw Jack off of her just as Tom started to wind up a second punch. She stepped into Tom and caught the punch in her hand. With her other hand she delivered three quick thrusts into his midsection. The big man went to his knees and Jenny followed up with a hard kick to the face before turning to face Jack. The other man had gotten up and circled behind Jenny and watched in dismay as the man he had always considered so tough, got knocked around by a woman. He stepped in, trying to put a bearhug on Jenny but she avoided it and kneed him hard in the groin. Jack went down in a pile, coughing and gagging in pain. As he got to his knees, Jenny approached him, grabbed him by the hair, and once again delivered a wicked knee - this time into his face. An audible crunch was heard as Jack flew backwards. Blood was evident on his face as he lay on the floor. He was out cold. This threat gone, Jenny went back to Tom who was still on the floor, his own face in bad shape from her powerful kick. She grabbed him by the throat with her left hand and pushed him against the wall. She began to punch him in the stomach and chest with her right hand. He attempted to alternately block the punches and remove her grip from his throat but was unsuccessful in both cases. He began to yell in pain and she continued to hit him. Soon, his eyes glassed over and he slumped unconscious. She continued to hit him for another minute or so anyway. His body was turning red and then purple from the terrible pounding she was giving him. Finally, she released him and he flopped to the floor, unmoving. Joe could not believe what he had just seen. The woman had totally pummeled the two, large men in a matter of two minutes! She was barely breathing hard. This was the most amazing woman he had ever seen. Jenny turned and seemed to suddenly remember that he was there. She began to walk towards him. Joe, knowing what she was capable of sank to the floor and begged her not to hurt him. "All right lady, you win - please don't hurt me," he pleaded. "Come here, you little wimp, I'm not finished with you yet," she replied angrily. She reached down and lifted the little man off the ground with one hand. Placing one hand on his chest and the other on his back she began to squeeze. Joe watched in amazement as her biceps appeared to grow and swell right before his eyes. The pressure on his chest was immense and he felt the air being pushed out of his lungs. His feet dangling off the ground, Joe began to panic. This woman had the strength to kill him without really trying. He tried to plead to her, but had insufficient air to talk. She noticed his predicament and dropped him to the floor. Joe hungrily gulped the sweet air and tried to get to his feet. He failed. Jenny was having fun watching the little man try to stand up when she heard one of the other men start to come around. Jack was awake and contemplating his next move, how to get away from this psycho bitch. Before he could formulate a plan, Jenny rolled him over drew back her right arm, and with a loud yell - Keeeeah! - smacked Jack in the jaw. Jack felt a second of excruciating pain before he again fell into unconsciousness. She turned back to Joe, smiled and said, "Now, where were we?" Joe was truly terrified now. He knew that Jack was going to be eating from a straw for a long time after that blow, and Tom was still lying unmoving on the other side of the room. If she could do this to these muscle-bound jerks, how badly would he get hurt? He began to cower before the strong woman. "Oh God, please don't hurt me. You're too strong for me," Joe began. "I'll do anything, just don't hurt me." "You're damn right I'm too strong for you." Jenny's eyes lit up. "Anything, huh? Well, I'll have to think about that for a minute. What could you do for me?" "Anything you want," Joe repeated. "I'll be your slave, cook your meals wash your laundry, just don't hurt me any more." He crawled over to Jenny and began to kiss her feet. He worked his way up her legs. Even after seeing her in action he was amazed at the hardness of her calves and thighs. "Did I say you could touch that?" Jenny slapped Joe off of her legs. "It seems you still have to learn some manners. Go upstairs, get undressed and wait until I call for you. What's your name, my little slave." "Joe," he answered. "What are you going to do with them?" he asked pointing to the still unconscious men. "Well Joey I'd be more worried about what I'm going to do with you." Seeing his terrified look she began to laugh, "Oh I'm not going to hurt you - much, I'm just going to give you a little test to see if you have any talent for serving a lady. Now run along upstairs and wait for me like a good little boy." Joe ran upstairs and Jenny watched him go. She then called 911 and told the operator to send the police and an ambulance. While she was waiting the men began to come around. She decided to amuse herself by abusing them some more. She grabbed Jack and carried him over to where Tom was laying. Then she put Jack in a headlock, grinding down on his abused head with her steely arms. At the same time she wrapped her legs around Tom's midsection and squeezed him in a vice-like body scissors. Both men began to scream in pain and Jenny decided to see which man would hold out longest. She clamped down both her arms and legs with all her prodigious strength. The men were delirious with pain and begging for her to stop, but she paid them no mind. She continued to squeeze, stopping only when she felt Tom's ribs giving way before her strong legs. She looked down to see that both men were unconscious again anyway. The cops arrived and asked her what was going on. They didn't want to believe her story at first, that she had beat up these two men, but changed their mind when the men came to and begged to be taken away. Anything to get away from her. The ambulance came and surveyed the two men. Jack had a broken nose and jaw and was suffering from a severe concussion. Tom had several broken ribs and was probably bleeding internally. After, getting all of the paper work taken care of Jenny escorted the police out of her house. She said she would go down to the station the next day to sign the statement and give a more full description of the guy that got away. She seemed to be having trouble remembering what he looked like. As they left she smiled to herself and called out. "Oh Joey, get down here - we got work to do!"