Sibling Rivals, no more.
by The " T.K.O Kidd " desio@adelphia.net 
a young cornfed country girl, punishes her older brother in a wrestling match...


Becky, to be addressed as Rebecca, when she grew older; had taught her older
brother a lesson one day in a backyard wrestling match.

Becky was just a thirteen year old at the time, being full of spunk, and
fire. Becky was definately a cutie then, and a healthy young girl, being
pleasently built for her tender age. Becky possessed the soft pleasent yet
solid figure a girl her age could, with most boys noticing, and with boys
slightly older then her also noticing. Becky would most always wear her thick
brunette hair pulled back into a ponytail, and with her soft creamy
complexion, with sporting a pair of short cutoff jean, with wearing a V-neck
sleeveless T-shirt most of the time, would make you see that this girl was of
the corn-fed class. Well in what other class would a girl be in, that was
raised on a farm?

Dale, Becky's slightly older brother wasn't too fond of his little sister,
even though he loved her very much, he still treated her as a younger punk
sister, as most boys i knew of would who had sisters. Dale would purposely
avoid alot of the chores around the farm, suckering his sister Becky in too
pick up on his slack. Well it paid off for Becky, because since she was nine
years old, Becky picked up on alot of the weight, for Dale in doing his
chores. The work that Becky would do in place of her brother, made her quite
the strong little girl.

It was told by some boys at school while in the company of Becky's brother,
and myself that there weren't too many boys willing too take Becky on in a
wrestling match. I looked somewhat surprised at Dale, thinking we were hearing
this in our school, in which we were attending highschool, and Becky was yet
in middleschool. Dale then asked the boy relaying the news of his sister
saying, " Really, you are talking about the boys from her school, and not here
? " The boy that told this of Becky answered Dale returning, " In her school,
there isn't a boy that would be a match for her. Really i heard that she has
had most boys in her school crying in tears during wrestling with them, and
not only that, i had actually saw her bring Brad Simmons too tears. " Dales
eyes widened, knowing that Brad was a starter on the wrestling team at our
school, and said to the boy bragging his little sister up, " You've got too be
kidding, Becky couldn't wrestle her way through a chicken coup, let alone take
Brad in a wrestling match, and it's a bigger joke too hear she had brought him
too tears! " The boy just looked at Brad with some unbelief of his own, not
understanding why Dale, would underestimate a girls wrestling skill, but
understood somewhat realising it was Dale's sister, and the reason why Dale
would have this doubts. The boy returned to Dale though, answering him, " Well
believe what you want, but i know what i saw. "

Dale looked at me still in doubt, with me having some of my own, then Dale
said to me, " Let's go Terry, i've got a family problem too deal with! " As we
were walking away from the school too Dale's truck, the boy spoke up laughing
some, " Hey, if that family problem turns into a wrestling match with your
little sister Becky, Dale, don't be surprised if you get your ass kicked! "
Dale looked at me, then at the boy making the comment, and said too him, then
me, " Yeah right whatever! Can you believe these guys? " Well i wasn't sure
whether too believe this guy or not, but Dale, and his little sister was soon
too relieve me of any doubts whether Dale's little sister could wrestle or
not. I am just glad that i wasn't the one that would be wrestling Becky, later
that day at Dale's place, well his parents farm.

When we pulled up into the back of the farm, in Dale's truck we noticed Becky,
and three of her girlfriends, that lived nearby, standing in the backyard
taking care of feeding the dogs. After Dale, and i made our exit from the
truck, and with Dale now strolling up to where Becky, and her friends were, he
was about too speak, but was cut off when Becky interrupted him saying, " Look
Dale, these are your dogs, and you should be taking care of them, and i'm just
a bit tired of pulling all your weight around here, doing chores for you, that
you should be doing! " I then saw anger shoot in Dale's eyes, then he spoke
angrily with his sister saying, " Oh, is that so little miss wrestler, well
after your done with these dogs, you can clean up the chicken coup! " Damn,
Dale was asking for it, he knew chickens running wild in a coup scared the
shit out of Becky, and he also knew that Becky rarely refused any chore for
him, when he wanted her to do it, but this time his figuring didn't spell out
for him the answer he was about too hear from his little sister.

My eyes widened large, as well as Dale's, when Becky slammed the water pail at
his feet, soaking the bottom of his jeans, with her telling him, " Don't think
so little brother, i think it's time you wake up, and smell the coffee! "
Becky then turned to her three girlfriends, and said, " Let's go we're out of
here, this baby boy, can do his own work! " Just as Becky was walking away
with her three friends, Dale spoke up saying, " Hey you, just hold on fer a
minute, i've got a proposel fer ya!?! " Ooo,, i loved it when Dale grew angry,
that hillbilly draw would come right out of him, in his accent, and it would
almost make me laugh, and his little sister also had no problem in spotting
it, and returned too him asking, while giggling, " Oh, is thet so, and what
might thet be, thar pardner!?! " Becky finished saying, making fun of her
brother.

I didn't have too question the proposel Dale was holding, for some reason i
already knew he was going too challenge Becky too a wrestling match, and bet
my boots he did, ohhh boy!!!

Dale then returned to Becky saying, " Well, let's say we wrassle, you win, i
do my chores from now on. I win, you take care of thet damn chicken coup.
Deal!?! "

Dale's little sister's answer was but one word, with her kicking her tennis
shoes off, along with her socks, saying, " DEAL! "

One of Becky's friends said too her in asking, " Really Becky, you gonna
wressle him, do you really think you can beat him? " Becky looked at her
friend then me, and said to her friend, " Shore can, and his wimpy little
buddie there too, if need be! " Well that wasn't going too be seen, because i
wasn't about too take Becky on! Why not? Well this little farm girl had too
much confindence for me, and from what i heard at school from the one boy, was
enough to keep me cautious of Dale's little sister.

Becky looked at me while approaching her brother, and said too me, " So boy,
you want your ass kicked too, after i'm done kicking Dale's ass here? " I only
threw my hands up in surrender, and said, " Nope, keep me out of this one! "
Becky laughed at me, with my face turning red, she said giggling, " Figures,
you wimp! "

Well Becky, and Dale was now squaring off, and as i said earlier, i am just
glad it wasn't me wrestling Becky; because Becky took Dale down quickly to the
ground in a side headlock. " AaarrhhggGG!! " Dale's body fell hard against the
solid ground with Becky's hefty little body falling uptop of him some. Becky
then began cranking the side of Dale's neck, with her forearm, around his
throat, and her decently sized upperarm, working hard against his neck, and
head. " OOAAaaahhhgggGGG!!! " I could almost feel for Dale, as it appeared
that he was about too start crying any minute now, but Becky's girlfriends
were feeling quite the opposite with them cheering her on loudly. What i
couldn't believe was that one of Becky's friends who was somewhat smaller then
me, being a cute little redhead with two ponytails tied up into her hair, came
prancing up too me, then shoving me asking, " Boy wanna wrassle me, hmmm boy,
wanna wrassle? " Well my anwer too her was no. I couldn't believe myself, and
in what i just said, i backed down from a girl smaller, and younger then
myself, when she challenged me too a wrestling match, and surprised even more
by the fact, that it was fear that caused me too back down from this girl. The
cute little redhead then giggled while giving me a hard shove backwards, and
said, " That's right you little sissy, because i would hurt you! "

I stummbled back, and after regaining my footing, i returned my attention to
Dale, and his little sister. The redhead girl was now standing with her two
other friends, and looked at me giggling, and saying, " That's right boy, you
better stay put, if you don't want me to hurt you! "

Well Dale was now in tears, with Becky pulling up on his head while having an
arm now of his caught tightly in between her thick thighs, scissoring his arm.
" IiiieeaahhggGGG!! "

Becky giggled, laughing at her brother, and taunting him, " Ahhh po widdle
baby, does it hurt? teehee, tee,, teehee... " I could see that Dale was ready
too give up, but something was holding him back, i just couldn't figure what
it was, hell i would've cried uncle too Becky long ago. Becky taunted Dale
some more, embarassing him in front of her friends with her telling them, "
Look girls at the big cry baby, isn't he cute? Ahhh gee golly whiz, maybe i'm
just being too rough on him! " " IIIiiieeeaaahhhgggGGG! " Dale cried loudly,
then cried out the B-word, calling his little sister a bitch. "
IIIiiiiiieeeaaahhhggggggGGG!! " Dale cried out even louder now, with his
little sister pulling up on his head even harder, causing his neck too appear
as if it was actually stretching, like Gumby maybe would.

Becky continued a short time working Dale's head, and neck in the side
headlock, cranking his neck hard at a quick pace, using her arms in a
throttling motion. It almost appeared to be funny, but i just couldn't laugh
at Dale, and seeing his head, being taken from side to side, with Becky
working him in such a painful headlock. Dale's crying grew louder, and his
tears soaked his reddened cheeks, and his arm seemed forever trapped between
the thighs of his little sister.

I guess Becky had though her brother had, had enough with her releasing him.
Dale lied on the ground balling like a baby, with Becky now standing too the
front of him, with her hands placed on her hips. Becky then spoke up telling
her brother, " Well pansy boy, it's time you clean up the chicken coup,
because i won't be doing your chores fer ya no more! " Then i guess Dale had
too much stubborness in him with him returning to his sister saying while
still balling, " You little bitch, you will do as i tell you! "

Dale's mistake was that he couldn't see his sister growing up some, and with
making that mistake he paid for it, and paid for it dearly! The next thing
that happened was that Becky was litterly pulling Dale up too his feet by
taking a fistful of his hair. After Becky got her brother too his feet, she
began marching him over too the chicken coup, with her three friends
following. After Becky had gotten Dale of too the chicken coup, with him still
crying, and trying to break free of his little sister, she slapped him hard
with an opened palm, and told him, " Stop you whining you wuss! I said you
will do your own chores, like it or not! Smack smack!!! " IIiieeaahhggGG
aarrhhggGG!! " Becky delivered two more wicked slaps too Dale's face, causing
his cheeks too turn a bright crimnson red. Dale still resisted, and was
suddenly forced too the ground beside the fencing of the chicken coup.

Becky wasted no time, in taking a place beside her brother, and swiftly took
her legs about his waist taking him into a sissors. " AArrrhhhgggGGG!!! " Dale
groaned loudly with Becky squeezing him hard about his waist, with her inner
thighs making contact some with his chest. " OOOoooaaahhhgggGGG,, Pleeeaseee
stop!!! " Dale cried loudly in agony, and pain, crying a river of tears. I
couldn't believe it, Becky had a nice set of thighs for her age with them
being pleasently thick, and solid in their appearance, but i hadn't realised
how much strength she possessed in them, until now.

Dale was screaming tears, and crying mercy like i had never seen in my life.
Becky was brutal, and held nothing back with her thighs thickening, and
pressing hard into Dale's upper body. I could see in Dale's reddening face,
that he was having alot of difficulty staying consience, and having more
problems with just trying too breathe. Dale was gasping, desperately fighting
for air, and pawing futilly at his sister's thighs, but that came too a still
with his arms falling too the ground. Dale could only paw at the patchy
grassed dirt, weakly, with his arms growing numb, and losing what strength
they had before coming too no movement at all.

Becky's three friends were still cheering some, knowing that Becky was the
boss, and the cute little redhead gave me another look along with a warning, "
Count your lucky stars little boy, because that could be me, hurting you! "

Becky then left up on Dale, allowing him some oxygen. Dale's mind spun with
numbness, as he regained some senses, but would soon desire to have been out
cold now, with Becky taking some muddied dirt, with a mixture of chickenshit
mixed with it into the palm of her hand. With Becky still holding Dale tightly
in her thighs, she brought the palmful of mud, and chickenshit, too Dale's
mouth, and nose, and said to him, " Boy, now one more time, you will do your
own work from now on, right ? RIGHT !?! " Dale could only agree with his
little sister, knowing if he hadn't he would be having his mouth filled with
the lucrid mixture of chickenshit, and mud. Dale cried loudly, with Becky
bringing her hand cupped just an inch from his mouth, " YES YESS YESSS,, I'll
do my own chores, now please don't make me eat that crap! "

Becky then whipped her hand back from her brother's face, allowing the chicken
crap, fly from her hand. I could see relief sweep over Dale's face, and more
relief when his sister pulled herself free from him, releasin' him from her
thighs. Dale still lied on the ground afterwards sobbing heavily in tears,
with Becky now standing with her three friends.

Just before Becky, and her friends decided too leave, Becky said too Dale, and
with the cute litte redhead making her way up too me. " Now Dale, i expect all
of your work too be done, before i get home, and i don't want too hear no cry
baby excuses why it wasn't! "

The cute little redhead then pushed her body into mine taking me back several
steps while saying too me, " Boy, and just too think, it could of been me
putting a whupping on you, but i would of made you eat the chicken turds,
besides just hurting you badly! "

Then the cute little redhead returned too her two friends, and with Becky,
with the four of them now leaving, leaving me too aid Dale who was still lying
by the chicken coup fencing holding to his stomach, and still crying his eyes
out.

I didn't have too ask if Dale was O.K. I could see he wasn't.

The end...

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