“They hunt in packs; and select an animal, then begin to chase it doggedly, snapping at its heels until it is finally goaded into turning to face its persecutors. When it does, it is doomed for as it faces one hyena, the others lunge at its belly, sinking their teeth into the unfortunate creature and overwhelming it with sheer numbers.”
Their instructress paused the Wildlife DVD and turned to her audience. “Get the idea?” she asked her students. They all nodded. The instructress wasn't sure they really understood, not yet. It was only theory after all, but they were, on the whole, clever girls who'd figure it out on their own now they'd seen the Nat. Geo. Training video. It wasn't, after all, rocket science.
“Alright then,” she said, clapping her hands, “get out there and show me what you can do. Remember, stay in your packs. There's eight of you, that should be more than enough...”
As the youngsters raced out the door whooping and hollering, the instructress grinned, 'So young, so impressionable.”
* * * * * *
She checked her watch. 'Twelve minutes,' she thought, her eyebrows raising. 'Put up a better fight than I expected. Oughta congratulate her.'
On the floor, 18 y/o Ariel Winter was straddling Charlize Theron's chest; her big breasts pressed over the face of the Oscar-winning actress, smothering her. At her left, Jenna Coleman was laying on Theron's right arm, pinning it to the floor. On her right, Sarah Hyland was sitting on her left arm, holding it up between her thighs, wrist bent painfully back in a compliance hold.
Behind Ariel, a trio of young 'hyenas', Hayden Panettiere, Demi Lovato and Ariana Grande after a struggle, had control of Theron's powerfully long legs. Hayden's arms wrapped around the blondes' left thigh, her leg bent; Demi's Anaconda Wrap of her right leg had pulled and stretched it wide, opening up a space between for Grande to dive on her exposed groin for the 'finisher', her Claw hold.
After only a few seconds of squirming and squealing resistance, the 40 y/o actress had screamed her submission, over and over and over, until Ariana finally relented. From there, Jenna Coleman, Vanessa Hudgens, Anna Kendrick, and Christina Ricci had done the easy part, stripping the proud and haughty blond of whatever remained of her workout attire after the uneven 8:1 struggle.
As Charlize lost consciousness and succumbed to Ariel's impressively supple young cleavage, a powerfully built young blonde emerged from the dressing room and walked over to congratulate her pupils.
“You've done well, my young hyenas,” she chuckled. “Hit the showers. I'll be along shortly to give each of you my 'personal' thanks.” As they scampered away like the children they were at heart, the instructress knelt and ran her hands slowly over Theron's bare body, touching her intimately and sighing happily at the sensation it gave her...deep inside.
“Oh, Charlie,” she sighed as she wiped the tears from her eyes. “I told you to 'hang it up'; warned you're too old for this game any longer. But you refused to listen. I even begged and you just laughed and dismissed me as if I were a child. Well, darling, see what the children can do? When you wake up, get out before it's too late!”
Then Jennifer Lawrence stood up and went to give her students their reward.
* * * * * *
When Charlize awoke, she looked around and groaned. Sitting up, she blinked, her eyes slowly coming into focus.
“Wha...?” she began, then stopped and struggled to get her oxygen-deprived brain to form the words.
“Yeah,” Lawrence said from her seat against the wall. “I found you there a few minutes ago. Figured I'd wait and see if you came to on your own. What happened?”
“A bunch of young thugs,” she groaned as she tried to sit up. “I know who a couple of them were. I'll get them one of these days.”
JLaw shook her head. “You still don't get it, do you?” she asked. “These kids today aren't willing to wait around another ten, fifteen, twenty, years for you and the rest of the 'old crones' to retire. They're going to push you out...one way or another. This was your first, and only warning. Get out or get got!”
Lawrence stood up, walked over and BANG punched Charlize in the jaw. As the old superstar slumped down onto her back, Jennifer Lawrence walked away shaking her head sadly. “Don't say you weren't warned, you stupid old....”
