Ashley's Antidote commission

a sequel to the popular "Ashley stories" I posted up a while back. A college girl who gains near super strength and uses it to get back at her bullies with her friends. This one takes a slightly different direction, but more of the same kind of fun. And don't forget, I've got a Patreon linked on the main page. Check it out, because we just got to the goal where I start hiring artists every other month for story art.


Megan and the girls were hurting from the last beating. The bruises and bumps had all gone away, but they were starting to realize the futility of their rivalry. Natasha had bailed on the group entirely, wanting to move on and actually try to enjoy her college life rather than get her ass kicked over and over again. The rest of the girls were far more petty.

"This sucks ass," Kasey growled, pacing through the living room of Megan's house. The girls had gotten together to drink, sulk, and scheme in whatever order they showed up at their miserable little gathering. "I remember when we were the most popular!"

Meredith nodded along as she drank from her wine cooler. She was the newest of the bunch, but a drop dead blond and part-time model with double-D tits only matched in the group by Megan's mom. "I remember when being the hottest made you most popular, not some cheater fake drug thing," she huffed, making her breasts bounce in her top.

Amber squeezed a fist around her can of beer with a frown. "I remember kicking HER ass, not the other way around. If it weren't for that trashy juice in them, I could take them all down myself."

Debbie sipped some of her wine and nodded before glancing over at Megan. "You alright, hon? The shots getting to you, or the conversation?"

Megan shook her head. "No, I'm just thinking... I think I know a girl."

Bunny snorted and leaned back in her seat on the couch next to Gabriella. "Right. We all knew people. Now they know better to hate our guts or laugh at us," she sighed.

"No, bitch, I mean useful people. People who'd be on our side." She smirked and took a swig from her bottle. "And... people who could do something about those dweebs."

Everyone's attention went to Megan. "What?" Amber frowned. "Because short of stealing that stuff again, I don't know anyone on campus tougher than I am."

"And that's why you fuck it up," Megan grinned. "It's not force we need, it's nerds." The girls were quiet at this response. "It's how they got to where they are! Being sneaky and smart with their science and stuff! I remember there was a girl back in science class with me and Ash..."


The girls were soon down at the lab with Alexandria, though all of them called her Ali for short. She had long dark curls hanging over a pretty face. Unlike Kimmy with her short and mousey look, Ali looked like one of the girls. Contacts instead of glasses and well-dressed instead of a t-shirt and lab coat made her stand out much more than Kimmy as far as the eye was concerned. For science, though...

"Oh, gladly!" Ali blurted, wheeling herself up to her computer in the lab. "Kimmy won't shut up about how her formula works in her presentations and grants and shit," she muttered bitterly as the bullies followed. "The formula itself might be secret, but it doesn't mean it's fucking magic. And I am sick of that girl rubbing in my face how much smarter she is than me!"

Of course, Kimmy never did any such thing. The girl was so modest and socially unaware that her focus on her studies rather than what people thought of her was what pushed her ahead of Ali everytime.

"So you can fix it? I mean like, stop their serum?" Bunny pried.

"Turn them back into human beings instead of their super soldier bullcrap? Totally," Ali boasted. "I've been messing around with stuff like that in my spare time anyway. I've got all sorts of useful stuff. Sleeping pills, flavor enhancers, chemical birth control... even this stuff that can control people's minds."

Gabriella was leaning on the table, instinctively showing off her ass before she paused. "You know... the word is Sam's all over this new guy, Brad. Can't get enough of him, even if she's way out of her league."

"Way I heard it, that's not what Brad thinks," Meredith scoffed. "They're hitting it off pretty good."

"Ugh! It just makes me sick! Do you KNOW how many times that girl has spanked me now!?" Gabby blurted angrily.

"See? She took your dignity away from you!" Megan snapped.

"And your pants," Amber added seriously.

"This is why we need you, Ali! Fighting fire with nerd fire! They took all this from us, and we're going to take it back for the hot ones! We'll take their muscles, we'll take their popularity, and we'll take their boytoys!"



On the other end of things, the girls were doing great. The money from the bakery and Kimmy's research had let them rent out an off-campus house. Samantha, Ashley and Kimmy roomed together there, since their other friends didn't want to strand their existing roommates. Sam had been spending a lot of time out of the house anyway: she had fallen for Brad. They'd met at the carnival at their pie-throwing booth they're improvised. He was good-looking and a quarterback on the football team, and eventually she found out he came from a rich family. He'd been glad to talk with her ever since he saw her show at the fair, fascinated to learn more about the cute but powerful blonde. They'd even started using "the L word" around each other, and her friends were delighted for her.

Then one day when he asked what he wanted to do for dinner, he just got a reply of "Can't. I'm going out with Gabby tonight."

Her roommates passed her by, seeing her staring at her phone and then jumping when she barked out "THE ASS GIRL!?" Kim and Ash comforted her and convinced Sam to sleep on it rather than go flip out on her new boyfriend, but the next morning was less promising. Lots of selfies on Gabriella's facebook of her and Brad together. Any texts and calls Sam sent to him went ignored or getting noncommittal replies. Commitment wasn't a problem, though, apparently, because by the end of the week, there was some significant pictures and status changes: Brad had proposed to Gabby, and he had thrown some money around to get them married this weekend. The girls were braced for Samantha to burst into tears, but she just stood up with balled up fists.

"I'm finding that bitch!" she growled. "I am finding her and kicking that bitch's ass right off of her! You guys wanna come!?" Kimmy and Ash nodded, if for nothing else to make sure she didn't get too crazy about this. Also because they’d take any excuse to pay back the girls who had ruined their high school life.


Some basic searching online found out that the bullies were having a bachelorette party at Megan’s house. The trio drove over and threw the door open, finding Gabby and her girls laughing, drinking, and eating together. "Alright!" Sam demanded, fists clenched and ready. "What did you meddling bunch of shitheads do!?"
Debbie turned and looked surprised before swallowing the rest of your drink. "Oh, more guests. Friends of the groom, I take it?" she smiled widely at them.

Gabby rolled her eyes, sitting up with her tacky plastic tiara reading "Bride to be" across the front. "I don't get what you're so mad about, Sam. Brad just realized he had better options. Who could say no to an ass like this anyway?" Gabby gave her booty a smack, getting an encouraging cheers of the other girls.

Kimmy glared past the other girls at Ali. "What did YOU do?" she asked pointedly. Ashley and Samantha looked between the two of them as Kimmy pointed. "I know you were working on that compound for taming animals. This isn't just unethical, it's... gross and creepy!"

Ali laughed proudly. "I've been doing my homework, that's all. And what's a few favors between friends?"

"I'll talk some sense into Brad when I see him," Sam decided, stepping forward. "And I'll beat some sense into you girls first!"

"That's what you think!" Gabby cackled, stepping back as if to try to run. Instead, Amber beside her grabbed the punk bowl and threw its contents over the intruding heroines. The three of them gasped as the sticky red juice soaked into their skins and clothes, staring agape before Ashley growled furiously.

"You NEVER know when to stop!" she snapped, grabbing Amber by the collar of her blouse. The busty boxer smirked and shoved Ashley in the chest... sending her staggering back several steps as Ashley instantly lost her grip on the big bully. Ashley looked surprised at her hands, flexing her fingers testingly. "Uh... guys?"

Sam testingly shoved a nearby armchair, which only scooting an inch or so over. Kimmy's eyes widened and muttered a little "Uh oh..."

The rest of the girls smirked at their realization. "I'm starting to think these guests came uninvited," Megan announced to the party. "Let's show them out, huh girls?"

Megan stepped in and punched Ashley in the stomach. Her old victim grunted and doubled over holding her belly, but she turned back up and slapped Megan back across the face. She may not have her formula anymore, but she wasn't the same old pushover she was in high school. She'd also been in a half dozen fights since then, and she had long learned not to rely on nothing but her strength.

Sam made a run for Gabriella, furiously hissing. "You bitch!" She grabbed for Gabby's hair, but she stepped back and kicked Sam in the legs to trip her to the floor. Bunny and Kasey stepped over as the three girls laughed derisively as they kicked and stomped on the bigger girl, keeping her down and defenseless.

Kimmy ran to try to help her, even as the least experienced among the group. Meredith caught Kimmy by a handful of her hair, getting a pained squeal from the short geeky girl. "Come here, you nosey little pinata," she crowed, grabbing Kimmy's arms and holding her arms behind her back. Ali gladly stepped up, cracking her knuckles before she started to slap Kimmy's face around, knocking her glasses off.

Ashley went on fighting, pinning Megan against a wall before she was punched in the ribs by Amber. The smaller coed grunted and curled up holding her side, just for Debbie to grab her by the hair and throw her off her daughter. Ashley tumbled to the floor by the door they'd come in, trying to crawl over to help her friends. Megan just kicked her in the belly, knocking the wind out of her again and pinning her head to the ground by the hair.

"Get the point yet, bitch?" Megan gloated, looking to Ashley's pinned and battered friends. "No more powers, no more boytoy, no more winning! Hope you're feeling nostalgic, because things are going right back to the way they used to be. Hey, Amber! Help me take out this trash!"

The two bullies grabbed Ashley by the arms, literally throwing her out the front door to land on the lawn. A few seconds of shouting and cursing later and Sam and Kimmy got the same treatment, the bullies' laughter ringing through the night air as they slammed the door shut on the beaten girls.

"Sorry, Sam..." Kimmy mumbled, spitting out a bit of grass. "It... it must be something wrong with the formula. I... I can fix this. Really."

Sam was just quiet, laying on her chest on the lawn before she sighed. "Thanks... thanks, Kim. But it's alright. Let’s…” She sniffed and awkwardly pushed herself back to her feet. “Let’s just go home.” Ashley went to pat her on the shoulder and give her own apologies, but Sam wiped some angry tears from her eyes. “We’ll get them. You watch.”

Ashley smiled a bit at the sight of her driven friend and nodded. “Yea. Let’s get em.”


A short walk later, the girls were back in front of their house. Kimmy had taken some samples and found that the punch had the serum blocker in there. Some neutralizing compound that blocked any effects that they usually had.

"So we're back at square one?" Ashley asked.

"Maybe..." Kimmy mused. "I could try a stronger formula like that time. See if that works... but I don't know if I can make that overnight. If we don't stop the wedding, who knows what we'll have to go through to fix that. If I had an immunizer before I thought about a repellent, I could have done something. But this... just... ahhh dang it!" Even when she cursed, Kimmy was cute and nerdy. Kimmy kicked a rock, sending it flying across the road... and over another house's roof. She blinked up at it in surprise before she trotted over to the mailbox.

"Kim, what are you doing?" Ashley asked. Kimmy took one of the fence posts and pulled with a grunt, knowing she wouldn't be able to budge the firmly-rooted wood... until it popped up with a creak as it bent the nails on it.

"Guys! The serum! It still works!"

The girls looked up with some hope in their eyes. "Wait, so... what do we do about the antidote? If it's back, that means they can shut it off again, right?" Sam asked.

"Well, think of it like a virus. It's just a chemical imbalance that causes the real symptoms. So all we need's a little booster shot that blocks the reactions it causes. Filling in the cracks, you know? I traced the reaction that it caused in us and make a sort of antibody to counter-"

"Fix it. Right. Great idea, Kim," Ashley cut off. "Can you get it by tomorrow?"

Kimmy nodded eagerly. "And then some!"


The wedding was as fancy as it could get for such short notice. Gabby and Brad had reserved the ballroom of a hotel and set up a buffet-style row of caterers on one side. There was a complete dance floor and of course, a giant wedding cake waiting for the end of the ceremony. Gabby's friends and the groomsmen were already at the front of the wedding hall just beside the ballroom, just waiting for Brad to come down and then Gabby for things to start properly. Everyone was in their seats, waiting for what was about to happen; it was mostly fellow students at the hurried marriage, but there were a few puzzled relatives as well.

The music started for Brad to come out down the aisle, but the door behind him burst open. Kimmy, Ashley, and Samantha hurried into the waiting room. They had brought Joyce with them to the wedding, just in case the worst happened and they needed someone who could fight without their powers.

"Sam? What are you doing here?" Brad said with a puzzled look on his face.

"Apologizing, mostly," Sam said as she caught her breath. "Sorry. Kimmy?"

Kim grabbed the would-be groom by the arm, rolling up his sleeve and slapping on what looked like a nicotine patch. Brad winced for a second before he looked at them blankly. "Um... Sam? Ash? Why am I in a suit about to marry Gabby?"

"Yes!" Kimmy pumped her fist in the air. "Neutralized!"

"Ah, we knew you could do it," Ashley assured her, giving Kim a quick hug with one arm.

"Hey!" Gabriella came storming out from a side room, fists on her curvy hips. She had clearly gone by the advice of her friends when it came to her wedding dress, because it made Ashley wonder if they had simply used a mock-dress from their failed sex toy shop. It ran way too low on her cleavage and pushed up on her breasts, and the trailing part of the dress was incredibly short so that it could show off some leg and not hide her proud ass. "What do you meddling shits think you're doing!?"

"Stopping you," Sam snapped, stepping towards her with a crack of her knuckles. Gabby sneered back and reached into her open cleavage, pulling out what looked like one of the little pouches of rice they gave out at weddings. She instead threw it onto the ground, where it went up with a pop like a firecracker and gave a quick burst of purple gas at the girls.

Sam and the girls gave a quick cough, and Gabby sneered. "Just came back for another ass-kicking, did you?" the fraudulent bride mocked, shoving Sam in the chest... who didn't budge. Gabby's smile dropped from her face as Sam jerked her thumb back at the smiling Kimmy.

"We got better." With that, Sam punched Gabby square in the face, knocking her backward into the aisle in front of the waiting crowd. The attending guests stared in quiet surprise for a moment, but Brad stepped through the door after her.

"Get her, Sammy!" he called after her as his smiling girlfriend stormed after the panicking Gabriella.

The crowd broke into laughs and cheers as Gabby looked to her friends for backup. They hurried down the aisle, though most likely because they hadn't realized that the other girls were immune to their weakening strategy.

Megan and Bunny lead the charge, but Ashley ran in to intercept them. She swung her arms in a quick clothesline to bring them both down before they could bother to ready a punch, especially in their constricting gowns. They both hit the floor with big, obnoxious grunts as the air flew out of their lungs, letting Joyce step up and slug Debbie in the stomach. The busty milf was bent over by the body blow, apparently her dress so tight-fitting that it was all it took for her breasts to bounce right out of her top. Joyce neatly blocked another swing from Meredith, grabbing her by the hair shoving her into Debbie until the two fell over into a slutty, noisy, tangled heap beside the pews.

"What is wrong with you idiots!? I gave you the way to stop them!" Ali snapped, stomping after them and going right for Kimmy. The geeky girl had caught Amber's arm with a speedy gesture and kneed her in the stomach. The big boxing blonde grunted hard, taking a few more knees before she was awkwardly shoulder-tossed into one of the tables stacked with gifts (that piled on top of her like an avalanche of sparkly wrapping paper).

Ali dug into a fold of her dress and produced the same pouch of counter-serum that Gabby had used earlier. "You just hit em with this and they're wusses again!" She threw the makeshift gas bomb at Kimmy's feet, getting a brief cough before she turned to her angrily. Alexandria seemed to get the hint and froze on the spot.

"Your perfume stinks," Kimmy said sternly, stepping up to her and grabbing Ali's hair. "By which I mean your gas doesn't work anymore," she added with a matching grim tone. "I wanted to make sure that was clear." With that, she turned and gave a sharp swing with Ali's hair, almost lifting her off her feet with the force as the rival bully shrieked and was flung back down the aisle until she slid noisily across the dance floor.

Sam was on top of Gabby, pinning the man-stealing, skanky bride and slapping her face and tits around as fast and hard as she could. Kasey managed to grab her from behind and pull her off, but Samantha just charged backward and crushed Kasey between her back and one of the pews where the guests were seated. Kasey yelped and let her go, just for Samantha to flip her over one of the pews so her ass stuck up in the air, keeping her busy as she tried to right herself without just falling flat on her head. It still required a lot of kicking of her legs, getting the crowd to laugh as her dress rode up and showed her panties to the guests.

Ash gave Megan a firm kick to the belly, sending her rolling out onto the dance floor. “Oh, I never get tired of paying you dopes back,” she mused, only stopping when she heard Bunny give a wild battle cry and try to rush her from behind, ruining her element of surprise. With her reflexes, Ash had plenty of time to whirl around and catch Bunny by the wrist that was brandishing a bottle of champagne that she’d grabbed from the table. The improvised weapon stopped harmlessly in between them, except that Ashley firmly chopped the top of the bottle. The shaken bottle popped right open and sprayed Bunny all over her face and chest with the foam as she screamed and choked on it.

Kimmy went after Ali, leaving Amber to try stumbling after her without tripping over shiny wrapping paper. Kimmy spotted an ice sculpture that Gabriella had gone out of her way to buy for the big event, and smiled as her mind found its way towards some punishment rather than science.

The chilly piece of art was a two foot-tall ice swan, thick and dense so that it would last through most of the ceremony. Kimmy grabbed Ali by the heels, dragging her rival over to the dining table where the sculpture was waiting. Kimmy tore at her rival's dress, ripping the lower half into shreds and then lifting Ali up and dropping her crotch-first onto the ice swan. With hardly anything to protect her thighs and crotch from the intense cold, Ali was left to bounce and jolt as she screamed in shock, awkwardly riding the sculpture while Kimmy and the crowd laughed on.

Joyce grabbed Debbie and Meredith off the ground, the two ladies too frantic and surprised to get up on their own before the teacher got to them. Joyce snatched them both in a headlock, grinning down at the girls' breasts hanging out of their too-tight dresses. She led them over to the long table full of food, lifting them back upright by their hair.

"No! No!" Debbie blurted, shoving at Joyce futilely as she saw what was below them. The teacher ignored them and dunked them down, burying Meredith's pretty face smothered in the chunky bowl of dip and Debbie's in the rich, red punch, the stuff splashing with their thrashing until it started to pool in between their breasts.

"Nice one, Joyce!" Samantha called across the dance floor. She gave Gabby another knee in the stomach, keeping the thieving bride winded before throwing her at the table. Gabriella hit it with her stomach, grunting as she flopped her upper body onto it. "Pass the punch down here, why don't you?"

Joyce shoved the big glass bowl to slide down the table and clunk lightly off of Gabby's head. It splashed some over the fraudulent bride's face, but Samantha forced her up and shoved her face deep in the red mess, letting her gag and gurgle as she splashed the dark color over her trashy and off-white dress.

Kasey caught up and got Sam by the hair, but her grip was immediately cut off when the angry blonde slammed her elbow back into the bully's stomach. Gabriella was able to pull her face from the punch bowl, grabbing both sides of it for balance. Samantha just snatched the phony bride by the back of her dress.

"Hey, Kim! Can you wrap this one up for me?" Samantha called, shoving Kasey over to her brilliant besty.

"Got it!" Kimmy called back, already having taken Amber into a headlock. She rushed forward, driving Amber's head into Kasey's stomach and stunning the both of them. She turned around for a quick spin before she threw both of the girls forward, slipping across a few feet of dance floor before they crashed into and fell over the DJ's booth.

Joyce nudged Ashley and nodded towards Debbie and Meredith, the two stumbling and still blinded by their faces full of food and drink. "Did you want to trade? My dates have been hitting the punch a little too hard," the teacher grinned.

Ashley laughed and gave Megan a shove, tripping her to make her fall right into Joyce's grasp. "Sure. Isn't a mother-daughter dance a tradition or something anyway?" Joyce grinned back and casually tossed Meredith back towards Ash to keep her stocked on playthings. The teacher punched Megan in the jaw, hard enough to send her stumbling into her mom. The two grabbed onto each other for balance, but Joyce came barreling after them and threw a high kick into Megan's back. The mother and daughter screamed as they were flung back hard enough to crash into the food table, snapping it in half beneath them and spilling the rest of its contents over them.

"Hey, Ash! Over here!" Ashley looked up with her pair of opponents to see Samantha waving her over. She was still dragging the beaten and messy Gabriella after her by the hair, standing by the wedding cake. It was tall and elaborately frosted and iced, and topped with the little plastic bride and groom.

"Oh sweet," Ashley grinned, even as she turned and punched Bunny off her feet and flat on the floor. It left her laid out and knocked silly, looking like the party drunk. "Mind if we have a piece?"

"Sorry, but the bride gets the first taste," Samantha said with a grin. She spun Gabby around, letting her stumble dizzily into the table that held up the cake. Her ass bumped into it, rocking the cake in place while Sam grabbed the edge of her dress and punches her a few more times in the gut. When she looked like she was ready to be sick, Samantha delivered a huge uppercut to her jaw. It didn't exactly send her flying, but the mad and extra strong Sam hit hard enough to lift her briefly off her feet, and that was all she needed to send her flying into the fradulent wedding cake. She smashed into it, the mass of cake and frosting smearing and collapsing all over her. She tumbled head over heels through it, and the crowd and the girls laughed as her rolling made her shapely ass leave an imprint in the middle of the white mess.

With the bride seeing stars and a mess of frosting over her face, the rest of the girls joined in, gathering the rest of them and hurling them into the mess of cake. Ashley dragged Bunny over into it to toss her limp form into the practical pit of dough, and made sure to grind some into Meredith's face before she threw her in as well. With the bullies left powerless and groaning, and the crowd laughing and cheering (especially Brad), the band of friends looked over their handiwork.

"So what do we do with them now? Think they got the point?" Joyce asked the rest of them. They had more experience dealing with the bunch of bitches than she did.

"I think they need a little something extra," Sam decided. "Kimmy? Can you find out if Alie has any more of that mind control stuff?"

Kimmy waded through the mess carefully before tugging off Ali's dress, dumping out its contents. "Looks like a little more, yea. She must have been ready for it to wear off."

"Is it enough to dose up all of them?"

"Barely... probably just enough to last about five minutes. Maybe ten."

"Perfect. Load them up. I've got an idea."


They borrowed Kimmy's laptop, dragged the messy girls into a corner of the main lobby, and filled the bad girls up with the mind control gas. Given their instructions, the bullies even  acted happy to do it. They recorded the video and released it on Facebook, the same way they'd released their wedding invitation.

It showed Gabriella's face smiling at the camera up close. "Hi, everyone! Hope you didn't mind my little prank this week. Brad was nice enough to go along with it."
Ali moved the camera aside to face her next. "We know him and Samantha are super in love, so I was just messing around. I wouldn't get between them."
Bunny took it next. "Just wanted to say, best of luck you two! Hope you can have an actual wedding some day!"

With that, the girls giggled and turned the laptop to show the crowd of guests that had gathered for the wedding, trying to hide their snickers and laughter. The bullies ran back around into view, prancing and giggling as it was revealed they were stripped entirely naked, wearing nothing but the stains of punch, food and icing that had creeped under their clothes. They waved and blew kisses and groped each other playfully, just slutting it up for the camera in general. Ashley picked up the laptop after about a full minute of that, smiling with Kimmy, Sam and Joyce behind her.

"Hey, for real, though. Good luck out there, future Sam. We love ya." She switched off the webcam, turning back to the party to tie up the bullies while they were still compliant and full of mind control drugs.