Monica beats up a 530 pound Sumo wrestler. (Illustration) (Picture)

Monica beats up her Japanese girlfriends Sumo wrestling brother.

Monica Williams

Monica Williams is upset. Due to her Father's job capacity, he is being transferred. AGAIN! Every two years or so, he gets transferred somewhere else. She just gets comfortable with the friends she makes, then has to leave them. And this time of all the places in the world, he is being sent to Japan. Which means sixteen year old Monica will finish High School and graduate in a foreign country. She is not happy. The only positive thing she can think of coming out of this move, is a gymnastics coach. The Japanese are renowned for their gymnastic skills and their coaches. And gymnastics is Monica's one true love. She hopes to represent the United States in the Olympic games next year. So if she can find a good coach to help her hone her skills, then the move just might be worth it. But she is still upset that she won't graduate in the good ole USA.

She sometimes wishes her Father was a plumber or school teacher or maybe even a policeman. Because his job as a computer analyst and software designer put him in great demand to companies all over the world. And they have moved a lot. She has already lived in three other foreign countries, but that was when she was younger and doesn't remember much about them. He has been working in the United States the last eight years and Monica was hoping it would stay that way. At least until she graduated. But it didn't. So off to Japan they went. Monica's prayers were answered. Her first week at school she met a young lady who was going to be part of the Japanese Olympic team. They quickly became best friends and loved spending time with each other. Tamiko Kenji introduced Monica to her coach and he agreed to take her on as a student. Monica was elated, because she knew he was one of the best gymnastic coaches in the world. So maybe the move to Japan had been a blessing in disguise.

Tamiko spoke broken English but it was enough to get by. So the girls could understand each other and carry on a conversation. Monica agreed to help Tamiko learn English better if Tamiko would teach her Japanese. Between their love for gymnastics and teaching each other their native language, the two girls were always together. Tamiko's Father was a very wealthy man. He manufactured mini and micro chips that were used in electronic gadgets all over the world. They had a very beautiful home in the traditional Japanese style with sliding doorways and thin walls. In the back of the house there was one very large room. Two thirds of the room contained gymnastic equipment for Tamiko. The floor exercise mat, the balance beam, the bars and the vault were all there for Tamiko to practice on.

The other third of the room contained weight training equipment for her older brother Osaka. He was a sumo wrestler. Osaka was tall compared to the usual Japanese man which normally leaned toward the diminutive size. He was 6 foot 4 inches tall and weighed 530 pounds. He was once touted as the up and coming sumo wrestler of the future. But lately, things had turned sour in his life. About a month ago the twenty two year old young mans girlfriend broke up with him. When she left, she seemed to have taken his concentration and focus with her. He has lost his last three matches and is always in a bad mood lately. And the third match he lost was to one of the few American sumo wrestlers. To him, that was a big disgrace.

When Osaka found out Tamiko's new friend was an American, he was not pleased at all. Every time he looked at her he was reminded of his disgrace. And the two girls were there every weekend honing their gymnastic skills and tutoring each other with their language lessons. He tried to stay away from them as much as possible. But he wasn't always successful. Especially since their training equipment was in the same room. Osaka used to bully and tease his younger sister a lot when they were little. He was six years older and much larger. So picking on her was easy and fun. But when he turned twenty and became interested in sumo wrestling, he stopped. He would still occasionally do something and dare her to challenge his authority. Like take over the TV when they were the only two at home. Tamiko would just go do something else and let him have his way. But for the most part, he didn't bully or tease her much anymore.

But since everything seemed to be falling apart in his life these days, it was easy to vent his anger and frustration towards his sister. And her new AMERICAN girlfriend just made it more enjoyable when he did it. Tamiko had always let him bully her and not tried to say or do anything about it. But she was older now and more defiant. So one weekend when their parents were away on a little vacation, things came to a boiling point. Tamiko and Monica were in the dinning room brushing up on their language lessons. Osaka was bored with what was on TV and sick of listening to them. He decided to go to the weight room and work out. He was in there for about an hour when he heard the two girls come through the door. There was a petition between the two areas so he didn't think their presence would bother him. He went on with his arm curls and tried to concentrate on his reps. Until the CD player started blasting out music.

The sound of the music distracted him and he kept losing count. Finally he got tired of it and slid open the door, heading toward the two girls. The young American bitch was doing her floor exercise so it was her music that was forcing him to lose focus. Her shoulder length jet black hair was tied up in a ponytail and was flying around while she tumbled and flipped across the exercise mat. Her blue and white form fitting gymnastic outfit was a blur as her graceful body performed the athletic moves. Tamiko was standing on the side lines watching her. "TAMIKO!" The big man screamed at her. "That music is causing me to lose focus and throwing me off. Do an exercise that doesn't require music." "We did them this morning Osaka." She replied. "The floor exercise is the only one we haven't practiced today." She replied. "Then come back later or wait until tomorrow. Because I cant concentrate." "We are going to the movies later." She said. "And tomorrow, Monica will spend time with her family and won't be here. This is the only time we can practice."

"Then you will have to skip practice this weekend. Because that music is going to be turned off." The big man told her. "No Osaka, it will not." Tamiko replied. "We have just as much right to practice as you do." "Yeah." Monica agreed. "We are just as passionate about our gymnastics as you are for your wrestling." Already in a bad mood, Osaka's large body shook with anger when she spoke. The American bitch had no right to butt into family matters. "SILENCE! you American bitch. This family disagreement is none of your concern." Tamiko could not believe what she had just heard. "OSAKA!" "You dishonor the family name with such behavior. Apologize to my friend this instant." "I would not apologize to the American bitch if my life depended on it. Now shut the music off and get out of here right now." He ordered. Monica's anger was quickly growing.

"No Osaka, we will not. If you are having a problem concentrating, then you come back later. We are staying." She informed him. Tamiko's brother had never gotten physical with her through all his years of teasing and bullying. But with everything that happened to Osaka in the last month and a half, he snapped when his younger sister defied him. So she was surprised when he picked her up by her arms and shook her vigorously. "Do as I say Tamiko. Or I will hurt you." Monica saw him grab her and knew she had to come to her friends aid. The size of his massive frame never entered her mind for a second. Tamiko was in trouble and needed help. And she was the only one there to save her from harm. With her black haired ponytail flying, her 5 foot 5 inch 113 pound female body went into action. She took a large step with her left foot for momentum and quickly raised her right leg. She snapped her foot forward and slammed him in the ribs. "WHAM!" Osaka winced in pain and dropped Tamiko.

"YOU LITTLE WHORE! I WILL SQUASH YOU LIKE A BUG!" Tamiko instantly became afraid for her friend. Osaka outweighed her by over 400 pounds and she feared he would badly hurt Monica in his anger. "Please Osaka, do not hurt her. She was only coming to my defense as a friend. She really didn't mean you any harm." "Well I mean to harm her for kicking me. So stay out of my way Tamiko. Or I will hurt you too." Monica was fearlessly smiling at the gigantic young man. Her Father had done some amateur boxing while in the service and taught Monica how to throw and avoid punches. Although the young man was as big as a mountain, she was confident and unafraid. "Come on fat man, lets rumble. I'll whip your big ass like you was a little boy. Nobody messes with one of my friends without paying for it. So come and feel the pain I have waiting for you in these fists of mine. I'm going to beat you black and blue wimp."

Osaka charged her sumo wrestling style with his arms out wide. At the last second, Monica dodged to her right and ducked under his left arm. As he passed, she snapped a quick right to his kidney. "THUD!" She knew it hurt because she heard him grunt. When he turned to face her, a right and left drilled him in the mouth and nose. "SMACK!..SMACK!" She danced away smiling. Years of training to fight a certain way did not sway him to change his tactics because it hadn't worked the first time. He charged her again while snorting like a pissed off rhino. This time Monica's right leg drove her bare foot deep into his large stomach with as much force as she could muster. "WHAM!" It stopped his charge and bent him over while the air escaped his lungs. "CRACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" An uppercut to his chin was followed by a one two combination that exploded on each of his eyes.

She smiled when she saw the pain register on his face before she skipped away. Osaka decided to pile drive her to the floor with his very large arms and fists. They were five times larger then hers so he would only need to connect once. Fists that looked to be the size of basketballs came at the black haired female warrior with the intention of knocking her into next week. But his mighty strength was hampered by his wide girth, which made his thunderous attempts clumsy and easy to avoid by the female fighter. Missing with the wrecking ball punches quickly sapped the strength from his semi truck size body. His heavy punches came at her slower and slower while his stamina waned. Monica stopped moving her well formed young body and fired back with precise accuracy. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" She heard the cartilage in his nose crunch and watched as his mouth puffed up and his eyes swelled.

Monica was having a ball making the over sized man look like a fool. "You're in serious trouble fat man. I'm going to beat you like a tough steak until you're soft and limp. I'll own you when I'm through. You'll be whining like a dog, crying like a baby, and obeying my commands like a trained elephant." Osaka was filled with so much anger it was coming out of his eyes like death rays. The American bitch was acting like he was no threat at all. His anger filled him with renewed strength and he went back on the attack with venomous hatred in his eyes. Murderous punches with bone breaking power came winging at Monica while he tried to take her head off and shut her running mouth. Her athletic body began to dance again and she evaded all of his killer punches like a graceful swan. He again tired quickly and was vulnerable to Monica's retaliation.

Her hard fists peppered him like a swarm of stinging bees. "SMACK!..SMACK!..THUD!..THUD!..SMACK!" Then she quickly backed off and come at him from a different angle. The big man was totally defenseless against her attack. "SMACK!..THUD!..THUD!..SMACK!..SMACK!" She beat his face and enormous body without remorse. His features were rapidly swelling and changing colors. And his heavy set body was bruised and marked all over. He couldn't slow her down or stop her. He was just to big to move his body fast enough to get away from her assault. She on the other hand was so quick and light on her feet, dodging his pitiful attempts to harm her was easily accomplished. And she was relentless. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" Rights and lefts found their mark like missiles with built in guiding systems.

Tamiko stood on the side lines and watched with a surprised look on her pretty face. She was fascinated by how easily Monica was handling her gigantic older brother. If she wasn't seeing it with her own eyes, she wouldn't have believed it. In contrast to the sizes of their bodies, she looked like a petite child fighting a monstrous adult. But it was SHE who was making HIM look weak and helpless. Monica could tell her consistent pounding was taking it's toll on his large body. "THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!" His feeble attempts to strike her back were getting weaker and weaker. "SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!..SMACK!" Her hard feminine fists was snapping his head in any direction she wanted it to go. But his big heavy weight body was a different story. It remained stationary unless he moved it to try and hit her.

She decided to use her gymnastic skills to see if she couldn't unbalance him. Osaka was unprepared for her next attack, because he never dreamed she would use such an unorthodox method in battle. Monica placed her hands on the floor and sprang up into a hand stand. Easily balancing herself in front of him, she pumped her legs like she was swimming and slammed him in the face with the soles of her bare feet. "WHAM!..WHAM!..WHAM!..WHAM!..WHAM!..WHAM!" The maneuver worked to perfection. His mighty body was uncontrollably staggering back from her bare foot blows. She walked on her hands to follow and keep him off balance. "WHAM!..WHAM!..WHAM!..WHAM!" With him off balance and confused because of her unusual fighting strategy, she flipped over to her feet and threw a devastating uppercut to his exposed chin. "CRACK!" His large body toppled over backwards and shook the house when it slammed into the floor. "SLAM!"

"Are you ready to apologize and leave us alone wimp? Or do I continue showing you how pathetic and weak you are?" She asked with a smile. The big man shook his head to try and clear it. As unbelievable as it was, the bitch had knocked him down. Shame spread throughout his enormous body when the reality of that thought entered his mind. He must get up and reclaim his honor at all cost. Osaka climbed to his feet and faced the American demon who was humiliating him. Pride in who and what he was drove him forward. "You should have stayed down fat man. Can't you see I'm to much for you to handle. Now I have to completely destroy you to get it through your thick head. Start begging when you finally come to your senses and I'll stop. Until then, pain is going to be your constant companion." Monica told the hard headed male.

Monica didn't waste any time showing him he made a mistake by getting up. Hard feminine fists ripped into his face and mountainous body with astounding accuracy. "SMACK!..SMACK!..THUD!..THUD!..SMACK!" He didn't stand a chance in hell against the black haired gladiator. She was on a mission to prove it to him quickly and painfully. This time her female fists were backing him up repeatedly. His thick, stout legs were getting to weak to stand up to her onslaught of punches. His big enormous body was turned into a punching bag that Monica was beating the stuffing out of. He was completely helpless against her solid fists that took him where ever she wanted him to go. Osaka became a puppet and Monica was the puppeteer who controlled his strings. "SMACK!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..THUD!..SMACK!..SMACK!" The poor mans face was multi colored and swollen beyond recognition. His large beefy body was beginning to sag from the terrible pain she was inflicting on it. His ribs felt like they were cracked in some places and his kidney was in so much pain he thought it might be ruptured. "SMMMACK!" A hay maker right cross to his temple buckled his thick legs and he collapsed to the floor like a structure that had been imploded.

Monica humiliates Osaka.

Osaka tried to raise his head but it was flopping around on his wide shoulders like it wasn't attached to him any longer. Tears welled up in his nearly closed black and blue eyes when Monica placed her bare foot on his battered face. His head dropped back to the floor and he cried like a baby. In that moment, his will snapped, his heart dissolved, his courage fled, and his spirit was broken. "Have you had enough you overgrown sissy? Or do I continue to demonstrate how weak and pathetic you are?" She asked. "NO!PLEASE! I SURRENDER! YOU WIN!" He screamed in dispair. "Kiss my foot to show me you're sencere." She ordered. Osaka had no other choice. His swollen lips pressed against her sole and gently kissed it. "Good boy. Now get on your knees and face your sister." The beaten sumo wrestler struggled to his knees. His gigantic body was shaking with heavy sobs while tears flowed from his nearly closed swollen eyes like a hard summer rain.

"Now beg your sister for forgiveness. And it better sound sincere or I'll spank your big ass until it's raw." Osaka bowed his head in shame. The humiliation of being beaten by a smaller female was unbearable. And having to obey her commands because he was afraid of being punished was ripping him apart. But he had no pride left to resist. "I..am..tr.truly..sorry..T.Tamiko. Pl.please.. forgive..m.me." He whimpered. "It's OK Osaka. I forgive you. I know how difficult it has been for you since you lost your girlfriend. But you must control your emotions better. Your actions today greatly dishonored our family." She replied shaking her head. "I..regr.gret..th.that..also." He whined. "Then the beating Monica gave you was not in vain."

The big man turned to Monica and pleaded with her. "I..ap.apologise..for..my..actions..today.. Monica. Pl.please..do..not..tell..my..f.father..I.. dishonored..our..fam.family..n.name." He pleaded. Monica looked at him and felt pity. He sounded sincere and she felt he was truly sorry for what he had done. She didn't see any reason to make him suffer more by telling his Father. "Alright Osaka. I accept your apology. And I won't say a word to your Father. She said. "Thank you. You are most gracious. I will never act that way toward you again. I give you my solumn word." "That's fair enough Osaka. Lets just forget it." The big man bowed to her and left the room. "That was the most amazing thing I have ever seen Monica. Do you think you could teach me to fight like that?" Tamiko asked. "Sure Tamiko, any time you want. Then you can teach your brother a lesson if he steps out of line again." "That is why I am asking." Tamiko replied. "Just in case." The two girls smiled at each other and went back to practicing.