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Looking for a story Title superman and the new world women it was on the brawna site but that site is down does anyone have it ????
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Now I'm looking for the He-man story where Tella gets the power and more strength than he-man and defeats hin sexually as well as physically or where I can search for it thanks
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Don't know if this is the one you mean, but it does involve Teela getting enormously powerful and muscular and pretty much taking over.

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Don't know if this is the one you mean, but it does involve Teela getting enormously powerful and muscular and pretty much taking over.

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thanks Iceman but that is not the one what I remember is prince Adam I think ) and teela are hanging off a cliff and he says the magic words BY THE POWER OF GREY SCULL and transfer the power to Teela and the battle between the 2 begins where Teela dominates
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Does anyone recall a story that was on Diana the Valkyrie where a teen boy was worked over by a younger girl and made to cry? Think her name was Sandy or Penny or something...
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Does anyone recall a story that was on Diana the Valkyrie where a teen boy was worked over by a younger girl and made to cry? Think her name was Sandy or Penny or something...
Sandy
By OldDave
A young girl reduces an older boy to tears

The following story is based on actual experience. I have taken a
series of short encounters and stitched them together into a single
encounter, with some embellishments for my, and the readers,
enjoyment. Hope you enjoy the story. Please post any comments,
criticisms or questions to the author’s message board. --OldDave

I was working in the yard next to Sandy’s house and she was sitting on
her lawn watching me pull weeds. Sandy was a 12 year old sixth
grader, an early developing attractive blue eyed blond about 5’ 1” and
110 lbs., with a small, sturdy body. She had narrow shoulders and a
nice firm little butt flowing into short, shapely legs, which I knew from
earlier experience, were very strong. Her calves were proportionately
large, not cut or anything like that, but with well-developed muscles.
Her short, firm arms had hard little biceps, solid forearms and small
hands which looked fairly weak but weren’t. Overall a normal
preteen, a small girl who was not particularly athletic but not soft
either, a typical girl next door.

I had an earlier experience with her when I was just turning 13 and her
family had moved in across the street. They didn't interest me much as
there were just two girls, the oldest about 9 or 10 and the youngest
about 5. My 6-year-old sister was thrilled to have someone her age to
play with so they were around a lot. One day I was in my room reading
when all three of them came in to bug big brother. One thing let to
another and before I knew it I was face down on the bed with this little
(4’10' 85 lbs.) 9 year old girl on my back with a full nelson on me. I
was about 5'4" and 110 lbs. but couldn't get out till she released me.
She taunted me about how weak I was and said she could get out if I
had the hold on her. I couldn't believe she could so she laid face down
and I lay on top of this little girl and put my arms under her shoulders,
locking my hands behind her neck. Her little butt was pushed against
my crouch and she took her legs, which were quite well developed for
her size and age, and very strong, as I was to find out, and wrapped
them around mine in a reverse grapevine. She spread her legs and two
things happen: the pain came and then I did. It was my first orgasm
and it was wonderful but I was confused by my emotions. I liked the
orgasm and wrestling with Sandy and the feel of her firm little body,
but was embarrassed to be subdued by such a little girl so I stayed
away from her for quite some time.

As I pulled weeds Sandy brought up our earlier encounter and bragged
that she could still beat me. I was about 15 at this time and a
sophomore in high school, a skinny 5’ 7” and 130 lbs. While not all
that strong, in fact I had been out wrestled by some neighbor girls my
own age, I felt that I should be able to take this little sixth grader.
After all I was in high school and she was just a little kid, a girl, and
just because she had gotten lucky a couple of years ago I shouldn’t
have any problems now. Besides, I really wanted to put “little big-
mouth” in her place. I looked forward to pinning her and making her
submit. In addition, ever since my first encounter with Sandy, I had
been turned on by wresting with, and even loosing to, girls, so the idea
of going up against that sexy little body excited me. I told her that I’d
be glad to make her say uncle any time.

Her mom and younger sisters were gone so she asked, “how about
now?” I put my hoe down and we went into her house. I was in jeans
and a T-shirt and went into the bathroom to wash up while she moved
the coffee table in the front room out of the way. Sandy was wearing
tight white shorts and a gray checked sleeveless blouse that showed
her firm arms and legs to the fullest extent as well as her nice butt and
budding breasts. With her hair tied back in a ponytail she was a sexy
little girl, cocky and sure of herself.

I had a stirring in my loins looking at Sandy sitting there with her legs
crossed and her left knee pushing her right calf up, accentuating her
considerable muscle. On seeing her legs it occurred to me that that
this might not be so easy. While I was about 6 inches taller I didn’t
outweigh her by that much and, looking at her legs, it was clear that a
good portion of her weight was muscle, maybe more than mine. In
fact her arms, while shorter, were every bit as thick as mine, while her
short legs were clearly more muscular than my longer, skinny ones. I
suggested that we do two out of three falls. Sandy grinned as she
stood up and said that was a great idea. She could beat me as many
times as she wanted. Boy was she cocky while I was less confident
the closer we came to starting. Less confident but excited and a little
uncertain about what was going to happen and how I would feel about
it.

We stood facing each other and intertwined our hands in a “mercy”
contest. With my height advantage I was sure that I could bring her
quickly to her knees asking for mercy. Much to my consternation,
although I had all the leverage, she held me even. As I stood there
straining to force her fingers back Sandy took me by surprise,
suddenly moving our arms out and down, bending my fingers back.
Now she had the leverage and I was on tiptoe to lessen the pain. She
held me there for about a minute, looking up at me with a superior
smile, and then let go of my hands, grabbed my left wrist and, lifting
my arm up and stepping under it, put me in a hammerlock. As I bent
forward to try to escape she held my twisted arm with one hand while
stepping around in front of me and wrapping her free arm around my
neck. She now had me in both a hammerlock and a headlock and
applied painful pressure to both. She was showing me just how strong
those firm little arms were and how much they could hurt as she forced
me down to my knees. As I was pulling at the arm around my neck,
but not having much luck loosening it, Sandy let go of my neck and
pushed me face down on the floor. She then moved around and sat on
my back with my left arm still bent up behind my back. She had my
elbow under her leg in such a way that my arm was held in place with
her leg, leaving her hands free.

“I told you I could beat you” she gloated. “Not yet” I responded as I
struggled to free myself. I put my right hand on the floor and tried to
push up and roll her off but it didn’t work. She just grabbed that arm
and twisted it behind my back. Now she had me completely helpless,
on my stomach with both my arms pinned behind me, my face in the
rug and Sandy bouncing her butt on my back and laughing. “Give
up,” she ordered as she pushed my arms higher and more painfully up
my back. “You can’t get out of this unless I let you go and I’m not
letting go until you admit I’m better than you.” I’m in both pain and
ecstasy as each time she bounced she rubbed my erection along the
rug. “OK, I give” I said, “now let go.” “ Not until you tell me I’m
better,” ordered Sandy, giving my arms and extra push and her butt an
extra bounce. I had no choice, in less than five minutes this little sixth
grader, a girl, had me completely at her mercy and my arms and
shoulders were hurting like hell. I wasn’t going to get loose unless she
let me go so I reluctantly and insincerely said, “alright, you’re better
than I am, now let me up.”

With that Sandy brought my arms down and turned me over. She held
my wrists in her hands and forced my arms on the rug above my head.
With her face inches from mine, she informed me that this was just the
beginning. “When I’m done you’ll know that I can beat you anytime I
want.” Come on get off” I demanded, trying to push her off. “I
already gave up!” She held me there long enough to prove that she
could and then got up and stood over me with a superior smirk on her
face. “Ready to go again little boy?” she asked as she
condescendingly reached down to help me up.

I batted her hand away and got to my feet rubbing my sore shoulders
which hurt from the stretching she had given them. Looking at Sandy,
calmly standing there with here hands on her hips and not a hair out of
place, waiting for me to make the first move made me even madder. I
rushed at her determined to best her this time. She made no move as I
wrapped my arm around her neck in a headlock and squeezed as hard
as I could. Finally I had the upper hand and, still squeezing tightly I
tried to bulldog her to the floor. But I couldn’t move her. She just
arched her back and braced those strong legs, maintaining a fairly
upright posture. It was all I could do the hang onto her neck but, since
she was so much shorter than I was, she couldn’t break the hold by just
standing up straight. Nor could she break out by pulling my arms
apart. At least I was strong enough to maintain that hold. I asked her
if she wanted to give up since she couldn’t break the hold but she just
ignored me and began trying to pry one of my fingers loose from my
grip. She finally got a grip on my little finger and twisted it, forcing
me to let go. As I did I stepped behind her and put my arms under her
shoulders, locking my hands behind her neck in a full nelson. Just as
quickly she raised both arms and dropped to the floor, her narrow
shoulders slipping right out of my hold.

As she dropped to the floor I followed and jumped on her, trying to get
her pinned. She rolled me off and we rolled across the floor without
either of us being able to stay on top. Then, as I rolled her off for the
second or third time and started to move back on top she wrapped
those short, strong legs around my stomach crossed her cute little feet
and squeezed her legs into my body. Boy did this hurt but it also felt
wonderful. I was a skinny kid; probably with no more than a 25-inch
waist so, even with her short legs, she had no problem getting a good
tight grip around me. Those strong, sexy legs were massaging my
back and stomach in a painfully pleasant way as she alternately tensed
and relaxed her leg muscles. I tried to pry her legs apart but she
grabbed my right hand and pulled it up under her chin, rendering it
useless. Then I tried standing up but each time I got to my knees she
would pull my arm and twist her body, throwing me back down. She
would then put on bursts of pressure, letting off just when I thought I
could take it no more.

Once again I was helpless. I was on my back with one of her legs
under, me and the other across my stomach squeezing it tighter than I
thought it would go. Sandy was lying on her side, propped up on one
elbow with my arm pulled up along her body. I had done a little better
this time but she had defeated me twice in less than 15 minutes. Even
though I loved the feel of those strong legs around my middle, and
enjoyed running my free hand up and down her shapely muscles under
the pretense of trying to break the hold, I knew that I couldn’t get out.
All I could do was try to out last her, but she was enjoying it as much
as I was and she had the advantage of giving, rather than receiving,
pain. After another 15 minutes of Sandy’s legs alternating between
intense and just tight pressure, I gave up. Again!

“See” exulted Sandy, “I told you I could beat you easily” as she once
more turned me over and sat on me, her strong knees pinning my arms
to the floor. “Who’s stronger little boy?” demanded this little sixth
grade girl of the bigger high school sophomore boy. Completely
humiliated and confused and ashamed by my defeat and the thrill I was
getting from it, I replied, “you are, now let me up so I can go back to
work.” At that point I just wanted to get out of there but Sandy had
other ideas. “You can’t go yet” she stated, “we haven’t had our third
fall yet.” We don’t need to” I pointed out, “you’ve already won two
straight.” “You don’t need a third fall and I have to get back to work.”
“Chicken?” asked Sandy. “How about if I let you start on top, think
you’d have a chance then?” By this time my arms and stomach both
ached and I wasn’t sure where I started would make any difference.
Sandy may have been a girl, younger and smaller, but she had shown
me that she was stronger and a better wrestler.

I reluctantly agree and she laid down on her back with her arms on the
floor alongside her head and, smiling up at me, she invited me to sit on
her. With her arms in that position I could see the shape of her biceps
and wondered if I was strong enough to hold her down. I sat on her
stomach and griped her small wrists, pressing down with all my
strength. Sandy asked if I was ready and then began moving here arms
back and forth along the floor. As I concentrated on keeping her arms
still, not an easy task, she brought her knees up and suddenly arched
her back, throwing me over her head. She jumped up as I got slowly
to my knees and snaked her right arm around my throat in a chock
hold. Standing behind me with her arm tight on my throat she had me
again. “You didn’t last long on top little boy,” Sandy ridiculed me.
“Can’t you do any better than this?” I was pulling at her arm with
both of my hands but I couldn’t budge her. As I started to cough and
turn red in the face, Sandy released me and shoved me to the floor.
She lay down on my back and brought her arms up under my
shoulders, locking her hands behind my neck in a full nelson.
“Remember this little boy?” she jeered. “You couldn’t break it last
time and I’m a lot stronger now.” “Quit calling me little boy,” I
demanded. “I’m bigger than you.” “You sure don’t seem like it,”
responded Sandy. “You’re so easy it just seems like you’re a little
boy.” Enraged by her taunting dominance, I tried to brace one hand on
the floor and roll her off. Each time I tried it she jerked her forearm
up, pulling my arm up and my hand off the floor while pushing my
face further into the rug. I was completely beat and begged Sandy to
release me.

She did and this time got up without sitting on me first. Just as I was
getting up Sandy put her right arm around my neck and grasped her
wrist with her left hand, squeezing me in firm headlock. “Let me
show you how to do this,” She said as she pulled my head down with
my neck securely between her taut bicep and forearm and my cheek
pushed into her budding bust. Another painfully pleasant hold but by
now I wasn’t in the mood. I just wanted to get away from Sandy.
“Come on” I pleaded, “you won all three. Let me go!” “You’re the
one that said three,” corrected Sandy, “I said I could beat you as many
times as I wanted to.” “Remember?” With that statement she moved
so that I was almost draped over her back and then flipped me over her
to the floor. I landed hard on the floor with Sandy on top looking
down at me with her arm still locked tightly around my neck, her body
laying across mine with her butt pinning my right arm to the floor and
her bust rubbing my face.

“Where did you learn all this stuff?” I asked, utterly frustrated by her
wrestling ability. “From my dad,” she replied. “Remember he has no
boys so he taught me.” “I’ve been wrestling with him since I was
about seven but recently he has stopped and now just wrestles with my
little sister.” “I guess he thinks you’re too old for it and he didn’t want
to hurt you,” I said, absolutely overwhelmed by the thought of this
little girl wrestling an adult man. Her dad was not too tall but fairly
muscular and I wouldn’t have wanted to wrestle hem, even in fun.
“Maybe” said Sandy, “but I think the fact that I almost made him give
with one hold the last time had something to do with it.” “Oh sure,
you almost made your dad give,” I said sarcastically. “You’ll see,”
she said. “I’ll have to show you how I did it.” With that she let go and
got to her feet. I cautiously rose waiting for her to jump me but she
just stood there, hands on her hips and a dominate look on her face.

I started for the door but Sandy moved in front of me. “Where do you
think you’re going?” she demanded. “I told you I have to go back to
work,” I said. Sandy ignored my protests and, moved toward me. I
brought my hands up to push her out of the way, but she was too quick
and instead grasped my wrists and, pushing down and back forced
both my arms behind me. She pushed my arms up, holding me in a
painful but exciting embrace with her arms firmly around me and her
breasts pushing against me. “You’re not going anywhere till I say you
can,” Sandy declared, pushing my arms higher and forcing me up onto
tiptoe. “I’m having too much fun right now and besides, I have to
show you the hold that I used on Dad.” She pushed harder and I cried
out, “you’re breaking my arms, please stop.” Letting me suffer from
the pain while enjoying her body rubbing against mine for a little bit
more, she finally released me. She then immediately squatted down
and wrapped her arms around my upper legs and, jamming her
shoulder into my stomach, stood up with me draped over her back and
shoulder.

“Let me down,” I screamed. “You’re going to get both of us hurt.” I
was scared that she would drop me or hurt herself and get us both in
lots of trouble. Again she ignored me and walked across the room
and, leaning over, rolled me onto the couch. I was amazed and
frightened by this little girl who was strong enough to lift me up and
carry me about the room. “Please, no more,” I pleaded as Sandy
grabbed my arm and pulled me off the couch. “Please let me go.”
Pretty soon” she replied, “ I just want to show you a couple of more
things.” Sitting behind me on the floor she pulled my head between
her legs, hooked her cute little feet and put me in one of the most
exquisite headscissors I have ever had. She clenched her legs and her
thighs pushed against my head till they made my ears ring.

I swear I could hear the ocean roar. Each time she would tense her
legs my jaws would ache. I tried to loosen her legs but she just griped
my wrists, pulled my arms back and pinned them to the floor. She had
a lot of ways of rendering me helpless but I had never had bare legs
around my head before and, as much as it hurt, I had more pleasure
than pain. I was not about to give up. “Was this the hold you used on
your dad?” I mumbled through my compressed teeth. “Not yet, just be
patient little boy,” she responded. God, I hated her calling me little
boy and I hated the fact that I was unable to do anything about it. At
the same time I got a perverse thrill out of being overpowered like this
and I hated that too. After several minutes Sandy relaxed here legs
and let go of my arms, scooting back a little. She then grabbed my
hair and forced my head up. “Hear it comes,” she warned as she
placed her calves around my neck and crossed her feet with her left
heel on my breastbone. “Now you will find out how tough I am,” she
declared in a threatening tone as she started to apply pressure.

My neck was already sore from her full nelson and headlock and the
first jolt of pain brought tears to my eyes. It felt like my neck was in a
vice. “Please stop Sandy, I believe you.” “This hurts to much, let me
go,” I pleaded to no avail. Sandy just increased the pressure causing
tears of pain, frustration and fear to run down my face. While the
headscissors was exquisitely enjoyable pain this was outright torture
and I was afraid she was going to break something. I begged her to let
me go, promising I’d do anything she wanted but she just kept up
alternating the tensing and relaxing of her leg muscles. Finally Sandy,
with one more powerful thrust of those terrifying legs, let me go. As I
lay there whimpering, alternately wiping my eyes and massaging a
very sore neck, Sandy sat on my stomach and informed me, much to
my relief, that she guessed that was enough for today since I was being
such a crybaby. “Just remember little boy” she declared, “I can beat
you anytime I want to.” And she did.


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Here is a bit more info on the heman story I'm looking for I believe the fist time I read it was on the old DTV extreme strength website and I also sow it on the brawna story list web site if this help
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