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Tia (All parts) Mar 14, 2024 22:04:21 GMT

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The Dancers by Ace

The dance/spirit team at Jefferson High had a great reputation. Yearly the squad would bring home the first place trophy for schools with an enrollment of 500 students or less. Unlike at many schools, being chosen certain of the dance team held more prestige than being a head cheerleader. The captain was chosen by the coach at the end of the first semester, based on individual scores of required dance moves and a short original dance routine.

It was assumed that either Joy or Sara would be selected because each had always performed well, had attended all practices and required meets, and in general, done everything required of them. The two girls were best of friends, virtually inseparable, and had already decided that they would share the title. They even told their coach before the school year began that they did not want to know who was first--if either won (and who else could it be?) they would be co-captains.

They were not, then, too worried when on the first day of school, Tia enrolled and joined the squad. Tia, like Joy and Sara, was 17, a junior in school. The similarities pretty much ended there. Whereas Joy and Sara were each about 5'7" with short brown hair and blue eyes, Tia was 5'9" with long black hair and bronzed skin that hours in the sun could never reproduce. Tia was the Philippine daughter of parents who were hired to teach in the local community college. They had lived in Japan for several years, which allowed Tia to study dance and other forms of Japanese culture.

The coach, not wanting to be play favorites, always hired a coach from another town to judge the competition for the captain's position. On the day of the competition, all three girls performed their required moves quite well. There was little to choose from between them. For the all-important original program, the order of dance was Sara, Joy, and Tia. Sara and Joy performed their routines to American music from the play, "West Side Story". They wore normal dance attire of black tops and black leotards.

Tia, however, danced to the music from "Flashdance". She wore a revealing outfit of short shorts and a shirt ******* high just under her breasts. The high-energy music had her in constant motion, and she showed off the sinuous lines of her body. Her taut belly seemed to draw everyone's eyes as she flowed around the gym floor. Joy and Sara were still expecting themselves to be the new co-captains of the team, and so, were totally shocked when the judge read only one name, Tia's, as the winner.

The girls were furious and left the gym in a huff, not even bothering to stay for the local photographer. "The nerve of her--coming in here and taking over our squad. We are the ones who gave up our free time to jump through all the hoops we were supposed to," said Joy.

"Yeah, then she comes in and shows a little skin. And what happens? She wins. Well, she's gonna be sorry", said Sara ominously. Joy asked Sara what she had up her sleeve, and her friend began to describe a plan. The next day in school, Sara and Joy made it a point to congratulate Tia on her victory.

"You're not mad?" asked Tia.

"Oh, we were a little disappointed at first, but now we're O.K. Actually, we were hoping you could stay after school today and teach us some of your moves," said Sara. The dark-skinned girl was relieved to see that there was no hard feeling and readily agreed.

That afternoon, the three girls met in their locker room to change clothes. As the girls were in their bras and *******, Sara and Joy suddenly jumped Tia. Sara punched Tia in the stomach and Sara hit her in the face.

Tia went down dazed, holding her stomach with one hand and her head with the other. "Why did you do that?" she said in a remarkably quiet voice.

"Because you took what belonged to us," said Joy, "now get up". Sara pulled Tia up and held her arms behind her. Joy then drove her fist to Tia's navel. The punch landed but did not sink in. Joy then punched her again in the belly, but there was no noticeable reaction. Joy then prepared to deliver her third belly punch, but the fist never landed.

Tia kicked straight up with one foot and caught Joy just below the belly button. Tia's foot sank in, and Joy doubled over with a guttural "OUGGGFF".

Immediately, Tia smashed her other foot down on Sara's bare toes. She screamed and released her hold on Tia. Tia turned and made a three-fingered spear and thrust it into Sara's abdomen, just below her belly button. Sara fell to her knees holding her belly.

Tia then turned toward Joy who was about to throw a punch at Tia's head. Tia caught the punch in her own hand and twisted Joy's hand behind her at the same time turning the girl around so that Joy's back was up against Tia. Tia then reached around to Joy's front and gave her two karate chops across her unprotected body. "OOUUGG" was all Joy could manage.

Tia then turned Joy around and gave her a vicious uppercut to the girl's solar plexus. The breath "whooshed" out of Joy as she struggled to stay standing.

Sara was just about upright, one hand over her belly. Tia punched her in the mouth and gave her a shot to the eye. Sara was wide open for the knee lift that crashed into her belly button. "OOOUGH", wailed Sara with her hands back to her belly.

"O.K., you girls want to fight? Fight each other", commanded Tia, "Go ahead".

The girls took timid shots at each other, but Tia said, "You've got to do better than that", said Tia, and pushed both girls. Sara stumbled against a locker hitting her head, momentarily stunning her. She was leaning back against the lockers, her hands at her side.

"If you don't punch her in her belly, I'm going to punch yours", threatened Tia.

Joy then drove her fist into her friend's unprotected stomach. "OOUUFF"

"You b...", screamed Sara. Joy then punched Sara in the face. Sara rushed Joy with a flurry of punches. "I hate you," yelled Sara between punches to Joy's face.

"Go to her belly," commanded Tia. Sara responded by digging her fists into Joy's lower belly. "OOUUG". Sara then continued her attack with a punch to Joy's mouth and then a shot to her stomach.

As Sara was getting the upper hand, Tia grabbed Sara and held her hands behind her. "Get her," said Tia and Joy said, "Gladly".

Joy ripped off Sara's bra and freed her perfectly formed breasts. She drove hard punched into Sara's ******* and thrilled to the feel of the soft smooth skin under her fists. She then pulled Sara's ******* down until they were hanging on her hips. Sara's flat belly was wide open and vulnerable, and Joy unloosed a series of vicious punches low in her gut.

"OOUGH",

"OOUUGH",

"OOUUGGH".

Joy felt her punches buried deep in the soft flesh. She moved up a little and worked out on Sara's belly button. She seemed to feel internal organs move around as her fists smashed in. She was intensely enjoying this. Like most dancers, Sara's abs were well developed, but no amount of exercise could prepare a body for a belly beating like this. Joy looked at her helpless victim and was feeling hot at the sight. She knew Sara was hers to do with as she pleased.

She began to experiment. She came in close and nuzzled Sara's left ****** with her lips, then caressed it gently with her fingers. Sara began to moan and move her hips. Suddenly Joy stopped caressing and drove a perfect uppercut between Sara's legs. "AIEYYY".

A left and a right just above her navel silenced Sara. "Now step back and finish her off. You're a dancer, use your legs", ordered Tia.

Tia forced Sara to her knees facing Joy. Barefoot buried into the bare belly. "OOUUGGFF" Right to the belly button.

Another kick to the same place. "OOUUUGGF"

Another kick in the lower belly and Tia released the moaning girl to collapse at the feet of her friend.

Joy looked down at Sara, lying in a crumpled heap at her feet. She couldn't believe she had just punched and kicked her best friend nearly unconscious. Guilt came over her until she remembered her own situation.

She looked over at Tia and began to stammer, "I'm sorry we hit you; it was Sara's idea. Just let me go now, o.k.?"

"I thought you wanted to fight me and get revenge. Well, here I am". Joy backed away, fear etched in her face. Tia slowly walked toward Joy, her hands in the classic Kung Fu motion, fingers extended, moving left to right, up and down. Joy was transfixed by those hands and never saw the blur of Tia's foot as it shot up and out, not stopping until it was buried in Joy's belly, just below her navel. Joy's breath exploded in a guttural "OUGHFFFFF".

Joy bent over and staggered away, her hands covering her wounded belly. Tia quickly stepped in front of the girl and punched her hard, twice, above the protecting hands, "OOOHHHH". Like a skilled surgeon, Tia began a series of punches to Joy's face and stomach, one brought her hands down, the next one brought them up.

The punches hurt but did not knock out the girl. Joy was backed up till she was against the lockers. It was the work of only a few seconds for Tia to use a couple of strands of twine to tie Joy's hands to the handle of one of the lockers behind her.

Tia surveyed the scene in front of her. The young girl was facing her wearing her bra and *******. Her body was totally helpless and vulnerable. Her belly and stomach had already received several punches, and red splotches could be seen forming.

"I think I will give you what you gave to your 'friend'" said Tia, "but I need to see my target better".

"No', pleaded Joy as Tia pulled her ******* down 'til they just barely hung on her hips. Tia stepped to the side and ran her hand over the smooth, soft skin of Joy's lower belly.

"How far do you think my fist can sink in your belly," she asked Joy.

"No, please don't punch my bel--"OOUUGGFF". Tia slammed two karate chops across Joy's belly, just below her navel. The whole side of her hand disappeared in the brown flesh. Giving Joy no time to rest, Tia stepped in front and buried a left and a right in her lower belly. "OOOOUGHF"

"Let's see, I believe you were interested in your friend's breasts," said Tia, as she removed Joy's bra, revealing her shapely orbs. Tia was just about to punch them when she heard a noise from behind. It was Sara, struggling to her feet.

"Let me do it," she said with a sneer.

"Help yourself", said Tia. Sara walked unsteadily toward the helpless Joy. As Joy moaned, Sara drove punch after punch into Joy's breasts--on the *******, under each breast, and punches that made the ******* dance from side to side. Sara then drove her fists straight up between Sara's legs.

"AIEEEE" was the hideous sound from Joy. Sara then made Sara's **** belly button her target and smashed her fists into the wide-open target.

"OOOUUGH", "OOUUGH". Joy's head slumped down.

Just as Sara turned to look at Tia, she was met by a vicious punch to the middle of her stomach.

"AAOOGHH". The young girl doubled over, her breasts hanging down. Tia drove a sharp uppercut into each tit. A punch to the eye straightened her up and left her body vulnerable to the sidekick that landed on her belly button.

Tia stepped forward and pinned Sara against the locker with her left arm over Sara's chest. Her right fist became a piston driving into the helpless girl's belly over and over. Each punch was buried into the nubile body and was swallowed by Sara's belly. One last huge shot sank in low in the belly and Sara was allowed to fall.

Tia turned and walked away, confident that these two would probably not be friends again.

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Tia (All parts) Mar 14, 2024 22:04:49 GMT

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Tia and Debbie by Ace

After the most run-in with Lynn, things were pretty quiet for a while. Tia concentrated on her dance squad duties. Joy and Sara stayed clear of her, but gave her looks that revealed that they hadn't forgotten.

Tia got a job at the local health club cleaning out showers, putting away towels, and doing other menial chores. She really didn't mind too much because she had a free run of the place and could exercise, swim, or use the weight machines whenever she wanted. She used the time well to further tone her already tremendous physique. She added a bit of muscle and strength to her arms, shoulders, and legs as well as further defining her six-pack of a belly.

Tia resolved to stay out of trouble and not get involved with others' problems. She had a strong streak of fair play about her, and she couldn't stand to see people, especially the weaker ones mistreated. Still, she realized she would have to look the other way, or she would constantly be involved in someone else's life, trying to defend them.

This resolve was sorely tested one day when Debbie, one of the regulars in the club, dropped off her young daughter in the child care room of the club. Debbie and her ex, Rob both still used the club, and occasionally ran into each other there. It was clear that the split had been an especially bad one because of the icy stare each gave the other. But on this particular day, Debbie had evidently not had a good day and seemed to be taking it out on the little girl, who appeared about three. The little girl could do nothing to please her mother, and received only remarks like "Shut up", or "You're so stupid" to the various questions the little girl brought up. Finally, Debbie swatted the little girl two or three times, harder than Tia, who had been observing the little drama, thought necessary. Wanting to intervene, Tia bit her tongue and walked away.

Later, after Debbie had finished her workout and showered, she went to her locker to towel off and get dressed. Tia's cleaning cart containing buckets, mops, cleansers, etc. was next to Debbie's locker, and although she was not crowded by the cart, she gave it a huge shove which sent it careening across the room where it turned over, sending its contents all over the floor.

"Why did you do that?" asked Tia, "I would have moved it if it was in your way."

"Shut up", said Debbie, "I'm the member here and I'll do what I want". She then added some comments about Tia being not an American. Beginning to get hot, Tia told Debbie that she was indeed an American citizen, and even if she weren't Debbie had no right to act like that.

Debbie's response was to use some misplaced ethnic slurs to Tia. "Take that back," Tia said.

"F----you", responded Debbie and pushed Tia out of her way.

"Take it back, or you'll be sorry", Tia warned. Debbie quickly turned and slapped Tia across the face.

Debbie tried to slap Tia again but was unable because Tia caught her arm. Tia tried to prevent Debbie from continuing. but she would have none of it and tried to pull the long brown hair. "Don't do this; you'll be sorry," warned Tia.

When Debbie aimed a knee toward Tia, the teenager turned just in time to catch it on her upper thigh.

"Fine, get ready for a beating," she said. Tia released Debbie's arms and pushed her away as she assumed her fighting position--body at a slight crouch, arms up ready to protect high or low. Tia was dressed in her usual gym attire: shorts and a tee shirt.

Debbie, who had just started to get dressed when everything happened was wearing only her red bikini pants and her matching red bra. She was quite voluptuous, standing about 5'2". She carried 110 pounds on an eye-popping 36-26-36 figure. She had a light tan with no visible tan lines anywhere. Debbie was about 26, and although she visited the health club fairly often, her smooth stomach and **** belly did not show any muscle definition. Her soft feminine curves were what caught men's eyes. Tia, on the other hand, stood about 5'8" and weighed about 120 pounds. Her naturally golden brown skin glowed with vitality. Her measurements were more like 35B-22-35.

If Debbie had any clue as to what fate was about to befall her, she would have apologized in a heartbeat, gotten dressed, and gone home.

Debbie charged her again and threw a punch at Tia's head that didn't come within 6 inches of landing. Tia leaned away and let Debbie's momentum add to the power of her own left fist that found a home in Debbie's solar plexus. "AOOUUGH".

Debbie's hands went to her stomach as two quick jabs connected with her face. Debbie's hands came up but had another reason to come down as Tia fired a left and a right into the pit of Debbie's stomach just above her belly button. "OOUGH", "OOOUUGH".

Tia stepped in and drove the flat of her palm into the shorter woman's forehead, snapping her head back and up. Stepping quickly to the overturned cart, Tia picked up one of the mops and holding it with both hands aimed it at Debbie. Her aim was true, and the handle buried itself in Debbie's belly button. Her eyes bugged out, but no sound came as Debbie's belly was invaded by the handle. Tia threw the mop aside and punched her twice in the mouth, sending blood from both corners of Debbie's mouth.

Debbie was clearly beaten, but there was a part of Tia's make-up hidden deep inside her that wouldn't let a victory be enough. She had to dominate, to humiliate; and so with the older woman weaving in front of her, it gave Tia a real high to bury both her fists in Debbie's soft tummy. "OOOUUGH", AUGGHH".

Debbie's soft rounded belly might be a place a man might want to caress, her navel might be a place to nuzzle and kiss, but to Tia, it meant a delicious target. Tia dug her fists into Debbie's lower belly, and when Debbie's hands came down for unsuccessful protection, Tia simply came up to make Debbie's deep-set innie navel disappear with punches that had her full weight behind them. "OOOUUUGH", "OOUGHHHH".

Debbie staggered back, nearly out, and Tia prepared to K.O. her when suddenly, a man's voice rang out, "Stop, don't hit her anymore".

Tia wheeled around and was surprised to see Rob, Debbie's ex. "Help me", pleaded Debbie as she stepped toward him.

"Sure", Rob said, "I'll give you what you need, and something I've wanted to do for a long time." With that, he drove his big fist straight into Debbie's belly button.

"OOOUUUGGGHHH" she moaned and fell to her knees. "Want some help?" Tia asked.

"Yea, hold the b... for me," Rob said.

Tia easily hoisted the **** brunette to her feet and pinned her arms behind her back. Two punches from Rob dug into her soft tummy; another one found her stomach; a thunderous right disappeared just above her red bikini *****, and left smashed into her belly button.

Rob carefully removed Debbie's skimpy bra before gently caressing each breast. Debbie's ******* became hard and pointed under the soothing touch. Rob then backed up a step and drove his left fist into Debbie's right tit three times. Her perfectly formed breast was flattened against her rib cage.

"AAEEIIII" the woman screamed before an uppercut to her vulnerable stomach lifted her up on her toes and drove the breath from her body. Rob then worked over the other tit. "Time to finish her off?" he asked.

"Sure", said Tia. A right and a left to her wide open belly button and huge left to her lower belly met no resistance as his fists simply disappeared into the soft flesh.

"You do good work", said Tia.

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Tia (All parts) Mar 14, 2024 22:05:21 GMT

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Tia and Marie by Ace

"Now get out of here and don't let me ever see you on our playground again. And if you even speak to one of my students again, you will be in big trouble". Marie's tone of voice, posture, and the stern look on her face were enough to make the Jr. High kids promise never to bother Marie's third graders again. The two boys slunk away, crossed the street, and walked out of sight. Marie brushed off the two little boys, gave them a hug, and sent them on their way.

The school year had started well--her kids were responsive to her and there seemed to be a sense of peace in the faculty room. Linda, who learned the hard way not to mess with Marie, had requested and been granted a transfer to the high school. That in itself would provide some peace in the school. Marie had also heard that Krystal, Linda's stepdaughter, had come to enroll in high school and to live with Linda. K. was reputed to have a rough reputation in her previous school for fighting and general disrespect. Linda would have her hands full, Marie thought.

Thinking little of the recent episode, Marie had a pleasant evening and a good day at school the next day. After school, she took a cursory look at the playground and satisfied that everything was in order, went home. Once home, she changed clothes for her evening jog. Wearing her usual loose-fitting gray jogging sweats, she walked to the nearby jogging/bike trail. Marie enjoyed this particular route and went jogging there nearly every day. She usually had the trail to herself and enjoyed the trees along the path and the occasional little clearings along the way. She was just getting into her stride when she was aware of someone jogging behind her and gaining on her rapidly. A quick glance over her shoulder revealed a high school girl who was in a dead run.

"Probably one of those 100-yard dash runners", she thought to herself and prepared to ease over to the side to let the girl by. Instead of passing her, the girl suddenly pushed Marie very hard, sending her flying into a little clearing along the path. Marie went down in a heap, rolling over twice before coming to rest on her back. The girl quickly walked over to her.

Stunned, Marie lay there for a few seconds. Gradually re-focusing her eyes and regaining her senses, she noticed the girl who had pushed her standing over her in a menacing manner. "Wha-what's the matter with you? Why did you do that?" Marie managed to blurt out as she checked herself for broker bones. Satisfied that she was still in one piece, she slowly got to her feet and faced the girl. "I said, Why did you push me? And then I expect an apology", demanded Marie.

For the first time. the girl spoke, "My name is Tia I'm here to teach you a lesson, and you're the one who's going to apologize before I'm done with you".

"You want to fight me?" said Marie incredulously. "That will be one of your biggest mistakes ever", said Marie as she stepped back to shed her bulky jogging clothes. She quickly stepped out of her sweats and faced the girl wearing a pair of light blue shorts and a cut-off tee. Marie's appearance must have given the girl a momentary second thought, but she hid it well.

Marie stood 5'8" and weighed about 135 lbs. If there was any fat on her body it was well hidden. Her legs and arms were well developed and showed that Marie did not spend her leisure time as a couch potato. Her midsection was the same medium tan of her legs and as she flexed, her upper abs and obliques fairly rippled with definition.

By comparison/contrast, Tia appeared as a younger version of Marie. She too was a brunette standing about 5'8", weighing maybe 130 pounds. She quickly shed her jogging duds and revealed a lithe body with good muscle definition in legs. arms, and stomach. Marie couldn't help but think that she was fighting herself at age 17.

All thinking was put aside as Tia suddenly launched a sidekick toward Marie. Just in time she saw it coming and was able to take some of the impact on her arm, most of the forced landing just below her ribs on the right side. Tia quickly followed up with a jab that caught Marie on the jaw. Faking another jab that brought Marie's guard up, Tia had a momentary wide-open shot at Marie's midsection.

Never one to miss an opportunity, Tia powered a right uppercut into Marie, landing the punch in that smooth flesh midway between Marie's breasts and her navel, just peeking out above the top of her shorts. It was one of Tia's favorite moves: the effective left jab fake at her opponent's face followed up by the devastating right uppercut to the stomach.

As Tia delivered the punch, she remembered the reaction of the other girls she'd fought--her fist ripping into their flat stomachs, penetrating the thin wall of muscle, and coming to rest deep within them. She remembered their reaction--their breath being forced out of their lungs in a convulsive explosion, their groans of pain as their hands gave up any pretense of offense and quickly found their way to their wounded stomach. Tia expected the same reaction as her powerful uppercut rocketed inwards. But this time her fist met a wall of steel muscle she didn't know could exist...her fist bounced off Marie as a small tremor of pain radiated back up her arm...how could this be happening? Her best shot landed on solid rock. Tia's disbelief must have been mirrored on her face for Marie said, "I told you this was a mistake".

Marie quickly stepped in with a left and a right each hooking into the sides of Tia's stomach--her obliques taking the punishment. Tia was firm there and didn't groan, but Marie noticed the flicker of pain that showed in Tia's eyes and remembered. After the failed body attack, Tia tried a flurry of punches to the head. Some of them got through, due to Tia's quickness, but there was not enough power to do any real damage. Too often (from Tia's perspective) Marie picked off the punches with her arms and returned quick, stinging body shots.

Marie was like a surgeon, delivering hurtful punches to Tia's sides, to her solar plexus, and just above the waistband of her shorts, on her belly button, and slightly above. Tia was wearing down, the constant punches sapping her strength. Even though she was in the fight and determined to win, Marie found herself drawn to this plucky girl who for whatever crazy reason wanted to fight her. She didn't want to punch her in the face unless Tia wouldn't go down for any other reason. Finally, a punch to Tia's right side and a sharp punch to the solar plexus brought a "UGGGNNN" from Tia and she fell to one knee holding her stomach.

"Let's end this now, I'm only going to hurt you more. Besides, I need to know why you're doing this", said Marie. Tia's response was to lunge at Marie, knocking her down and landing on top of her. Tia throws punches at Marie, but they have no power behind them and Marie easily catches them in her hands. Finally, Marie gives Tia karate chops on either side under the ribs, and Tia rolls off.

Marie jumps up and Tia struggles to her feet. She can barely breathe now, and her midsection is aching from below her ribs all the way around to the front. Marie's punches are sinking deeper, now, and Tia's abs and obliques are breaking down. She knows she can't take much more. She launches another attack at Marie, but the woman merely catches the punch in her left hand and sends her right fist to the pit of Tia's stomach. The punch grazes the top of Tia's shorts as it buries itself in Tia. Marie feels the punch dig in and knows how it must hurt the teenager. Surely she'll give up now! Tia sees the punch coming but knows she can't prevent it. She tries to flex, but to no avail. The punch digs into her stomach destroying muscle fiber as it plows deep inside her.

"OOUUUUGGHHH"

Tia is badly wounded, but will not give up.

"Why are you after me?" Marie demands again. Tia does not reply; instead, she incredibly swings at Marie again. Effortlessly, Marie blocks the punch and sends a wicked hook below Tia's ribs on her already damaged right side.

"UUGGNNNNNNHHH"

Marie's fist plows through the already tenderized oblique. Tears come to Tia's eyes as Marie asks her again why she's there. Marie prepares for a face punch that will end it when Tia gasps "Krystal, she said...." The sentence is left unfinished as Marie lowers her hands. "I won't hit you again; tell me what Krystal said".

There was silence broken only by the rough breathing of Tia. Marie lowered her hands as she asked, "What did Krystal say?" Tia was standing on wobbly legs, her right hand holding the right side of her stomach, which was rapidly developing the ugly red splotches caused by Marie's punches. Wild thoughts ran through Tia's mind, "Maybe I can get in one more good shot, maybe I can weaken her with a low belly punch. Her hands are down. But why are her hands down? She could have finished me off...Could I have been wrong about her? Something a little sad in Marie's eyes caused Tia to put aside any more thoughts of attacking this strong young woman."

"Well," she began, "Krystal told me that you were really mean to some of her Jr. High friends the other day...you roughed them up and threatened them."

Marie sighed. "Do you know I'm a teacher? I love kids and would never do anything cruel like that." Marie went on to tell Tia that Krystal's step-mom hated her, and this was an attempt to get back at Marie for what happened between Marie and her step-mom.

By the time Marie finished, Tia had slumped to a sitting position. She held her head in her hands, and between sobs apologized to Marie. "I can't stand it when people become bullies and throw their weight around. I just assumed you were one of those kinds of people. I only wanted to help those younger kids."

Marie was touched by the honesty and sincerity of the girl, and more and more, saw a younger version of herself.

"Let me help you up," Marie said gently, "I wish you had told me at the beginning...none of this would have happened. We're a lot alike, you know. I've been fighting a one-person war against people like Krystal and her mother for a long time."

"Are you going to be OK?" she asked.

"Sure", said Tia. "I don't think I'll be eating anything for a while". Tia looked down at herself and saw the red marks of Marie's fists on her obliques and just above her navel and below her breasts. "

How'd you learn to punch like that?" she said ruefully, gently massaging the pit of her stomach. "How could you take my best punch and not even flinch. Your abs were like a rock!".

"The right kinds of exercise and nutrition plus the practice of Aikido", Marie responded.

"Could ah, would you teach me how to punch like that and how to take punches?" the teen asked shyly.

"Sure, It would be fun to work with you" Marie responded.

Tia's smile faded, and Marie asked what was wrong. It's Krystal--she set me up. I can't ignore that. Marie sighed, "I know", but don't do anything for a few days. We need to work on a few things

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Tia (All parts) Mar 14, 2024 22:05:59 GMT

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Tia and Krystal by Ace

During the next two weeks, Marie worked with Tia almost every day after school. At first, there was not too much strenuous work done, because Tia needed healing time. Instead, the two jogged, talked about what was important to each of them, and generally became big sister/little sister. Finally, after several days, Marie drove to the area dojo and introduced Tia to her sensei, Mr. Asai.

"There is much to learn about Aikido", he told Tia, "You will find that over time your mind will become stronger than your body".

He demonstrated the principle of the unbendable arm and Tia was amazed. "You will become a different person", said Marie, "and you'll like the differences".

Marie showed Tia some of her specialized ab crunches, tailored to different parts of the body, and as Tia healed, she was able to begin to exercise on a regular basis. Over the next few days, Marie worked with the ******* good punching techniques. She showed her how to use the strength of her shoulders and legs to maximize her punches.

Finally, about two and 1/2 weeks after Marie and Tia fought, Tia confronted Krystal. Krystal had asked her how it went, but Tia was very close-mouthed. She also did not wear any stomach-baring clothes, so Krystal had no idea what had transpired. Tia asked Krystal if she would come over to her house to see some pictures. Krystal agreed and came over, alone. This was unusual because Krystal usually hung around with several other tough girls, who many people thought were a gang.

Tia took Krystal downstairs to a former rec room that had been converted to a workout area. It didn't take Tia very long to unload on Krystal and tell her what happened, and that she knew Krystal had lied to set her up. Tia demanded an apology. "Forget it", Krystal sneered, "I'm outta here, loser".

Krystal turned to leave, but Tia caught her arm, turned her around, and told her to apologize or else.

"Are you looking for a fight? I'll give you one", Krystal said.

Both girls took off their shoes and walked over to the mat on the floor. The two girls were about the same size, 5'8", 130 pounds. Krystal was a dishwater blonde compared to Tia's brunette locks. In their shorts and cut-off tees, they appeared to be an even match.

Tia took the initiative and jabbed at K.'s face. The blonde staggered back and fell against the wall, looking helpless. Tia stepped up to work her over, but was surprised and hurt by the kick that came from the seemingly defenseless K. the kick thudded up between Tia's legs causing her to scream. "You're no street fighter", Krystal leered as she threw Tia against the wall.

It was quick work for K. to rip off Tia's shirt and bra and leave her half-naked and vulnerable. Krystal laughed as she punched Tia's naked breasts. "AEEIII" "OOHHHHH".

Krystal's rough fists set Tia's breasts on fire as they plowed into the silky skin. Krystal then threw a left at Tia's belly button. It connected hard, but Tia was able to muscle up and protect herself. The tables were quickly turned as Krystal telegraphed a huge right hand aimed at Tia's face. Tia had the presence of mind to duck the punch and land her first punch of the fight--a solid uppercut landing just above K.'s navel. "OOOOFF", she grunted and backed away.

This gave Tia a little breathing room to recover from the pain in her breasts and between her legs. There was precious little time, however, as the street fighter rushed her again throwing wild punches and even succeeding in pushing her down. Landing on top of Tia, K. punched at her face repeatedly. Remembering the similar position she was in versus Marie a few weeks earlier, Tia used a similar strategy and karate chopped K. under the ribs on each side. Tia then kicked free of Krystal and in the tangle, was able to get to her feet holding Krystal's tee in her hand. Krystal had gone bra-less that day, so there was now nothing between her ******* and Tia but the air.

The two girls stood facing each other when suddenly, motivated by who knows what, each girl slipped off her shorts, leaving them clad only in their bikinis. Compared to Tia's fairly sculptured body, Krystal was voluptuous, with a gently rounded **** belly complimenting her full breasts. Tia looked at her adversary and knew what her plan would be.

Tia and Krystal faced each other warily. Each had been hurt by the other--Tia by Krystal's tricks and Krystal by Tia's strength and ability. Krystal was motivated by jealousy of Tia. Anyone who succeeded because of preparation, good choices, or just because they had a will to win was "just sucking up" according to Krystal and was a "goody-goody".

Krystal covered her own inadequacies by joining the "Ravens" a local girls' gang. She was a new recruit and had to prove herself by beating up one of the "goodies"

Tia, on the other hand, never fought just to win, but always out of the need to defend someone or in the case of Krystal, to exact revenge for a wrong committed or to punish an evildoer.

As Tia looked at Krystal, she knew the blonde's weakness and where she could provide the most pain. She knew Krystal's body was her weak area. Although not "fat" in the overweight sense, she was soft. Her lightly tanned stomach and belly showed little if any muscle definition with upper abs and obliques displaying no development. Tia recalled how Marie's punches to her own well-developed obliques had made her moan with pain--she wondered what Krystal's reaction to the same punches would be.

When Tia looked at Krystal's lower belly, she saw only a good bikini body, but no evidence of lover's abs. She wondered how far her fist would sink into Krystal's lower belly. With a slight smile, she knew she had to find out.

In her street fighter manner, K. came after Tia, grabbed her in a clinch, and tried to throw her down. As Krystal lunged toward Tia, she made use of the Aikido lessons she's learned from Marie. Using Krystal's strength against her, Tia grabbed her arm and instead of resisting, pulled Krystal in the direction she was lunging. Krystal lost her balance and landed hard against the wall on her left side.

She was momentarily stunned and was stunned 90 degrees away from Tia. Tia responded quickly and drove two sharp jabs on Krystal's right side under her ribs. As Tia suspected, there was not much-protecting muscle there, and her sharp fists elicited a groan of pain from Krystal.

The blonde swore and turned to face Tia. Not an especially good idea, since Tia was waiting for a jab that landed on Krystal's mouth, loosening teeth and cutting her lip. Tia stepped away from the wild head punch aimed by Krystal and then quickly sent an overhand right that landed on Krystal's left eye. The punch was not meant to hurt Krystal that much but only to set her up for somebody's punishment.

Tia faked another jab to the face, drawing Krystal's guard up and leaving her midsection open. Tia quickly found the open target with two jabs to the plexus.

"WUFFFF", "OOOOFFF"

Before Krystal could react, Tia powered a left into Krystal's midsection, just above and to the right of her navel. "UUUGGGHHH"

The hard fist penetrated Krystal's obliques and sent throbbing pain through Krystal's right side. The seventeen-year-old was in trouble now and knew it. She couldn't stand erect because of the pain but instead listed to the right. Krystal braced away from her tormentor, but not fast or far enough. A couple of light jabs to the face kept Krystal's hands up, and Tia suddenly powered an unexpected shot to Krystal's lower belly.

"UUUUGGGHHHH" Tia felt her right fist sink into the other girl's belly about two inches below her navel. Cascades of pain flowed through Krystal's belly as Tia's knuckles forced their way into her gut. Krystal's eyes bugged with the pain and she was almost in shock. Unable to move her arms, she could do nothing to prevent Tia's left from following the same path as her right a second earlier. If anything, this punch did more damage and caused more

pain because Krystal's lower abs were no longer a factor. An agonized "HHUUGGGHHHH" was forced from Krystal's lips.

For variety, Tia came up about a foot on Krystal's voluptuous body and used her ripe breasts for punching bags. Uppercuts and straight punches

landed right on Krystal's ******* or on the underside of her ****.

Recovering her breath, Krystal screamed, "AAAIIYYYY".

A finishing uppercut to the jaw would have ended the fight, but Tia wasn't ready for that. Krystal was a wreck: there was a trickle of blood coming from the corner of her mouth, her breasts were bruised, there were ugly red splotches on the right side of her stomach, and her lower belly showed the results of the punches there. Tia felt no sympathy for the girl who had lied, tried to wreak vengeance on Marie through Tia and had been the cause of Marie beating her up. Tia wanted vengeance.

She shot a punch to K.'s left breast, mashing it flat against the chest wall.

"OOOOOHHH" moaned Krystal as she covered the wounded *****. Krystal had no defense for the next assault, a punch like the one that had brought tears to her own eyes a few weeks earlier. Tia landed a vicious punch to K.'s right side--totally pushing through the flaccid obliques there. The uppercut nearly lifted K. off her feet and sent paralyzing pain coursing through her.

"AOOOUUGGHHH" Tia felt the rudimentary muscle pushed aside in Krystal as the fist traveled deep into her mid-section.

Krystal put both hands to her stomach and held them there trying to massage away the pain. "Stop, please. Don't hurt me anymore", Krystal

begged through her sobs.

"Not yet", said Tia grimly.

Tia roughly pushed Krystal against the wall. Krystal just stood there, a "deer caught in the headlights" look in her eyes. "Now I'm ready", said Tia.

Krystal could see where she was going to be punched. Tia's eyes were locked in on her lower belly. She saw Tia take a step forward, and start the punch low. She saw the punch coming--knew it would land with devastating force in her belly. Barely able to stand--no strength left to tighten her abs, hands at her sides, Krystal could do nothing. Even though her mind told her she was going to be hurt badly, her senses were not prepared for the shock of Tia's fist, which began its journey at about knee level and landed directly below Krystal's deep-set navel. Tia's small hard fist forced its way in and up into Krystal's unprotected, vulnerable belly.

The blonde's eyes opened wide in shock as incredible pain radiated through her belly. Tia's fist plowed through Krystal's poorly developed lower abs and displaced organs deep inside her. A long, low guttural moan was forced from her "UUHHHUUUHHHHH" as Tia left her fist in Krystal's naked belly.

A spectator standing to the side would have seen Krystal bent slightly, hands still at her side. Tia's fist could not be seen, so deeply was it embedded in Krystal's soft belly. Incredibly, Krystal remained on her feet after Tia removed her fist. Both Krystal's hands were pressed to her lower belly. They might have been the hands of a lover caressing the blonde's **** belly. but in reality, they were the victim's hands trying to make the pain go away.

Tia stood in front of Krystal, deciding what to do. Tia decided not to punish Krystal anymore just yet. Instead, she picked up Krystal's purse and began to rummage through it. She quickly found what she was looking for--Krystal's address/phone book. Marie and Tia had developed a plan for Tia to infiltrate the girls' gang and then try to bring it down. The address book had the name of the girl who was supposed to be the gang's leader, April.

Tia called April and asked her to come over. In a very few minutes, April swaggered in and then stared in amazement at the sight of the battered, nearly ****, Krystal. "Just thought you'd like to see how well one of your members takes care of herself in a fight." sneered Tia, looking tough.

"Help me", wailed Krystal.

April walked over to the wobbly Krystal. "Sure, I'll help you".

With that April belly punched Krystal right on the navel. "OOOUUGGGHH" With no protecting muscle, April's fist buried itself in Krystal's gut. Krystal screamed as April's knee landed between her legs. Her head jerked down just as April's fist was coming up. The resulting collision of the fist to the chin sent the blonde to Lala land.

Stepping over the body of the former gang member, April said to Tia, "Now let's talk about a replacement for that sack of garbage."

"Why not?" replied Tia.

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