Greenvalley gets it

Greenvalley, like Pinkwhistle, was full of beautiful women, all over eighteen.

Greenvalley stood only a few short miles from Pinkwhistle, just down the road.

And Greenvalley was Pinkwhistle's ancient rival. Ever since Jolene Green, founder of Greenvalley, had snuck up on Christabel Pink, founder of Pinkwhistle, and stolen her gown while she bathed innocently naked in Pinkwhistle Lake, the two towns had been at war. Prank war. They'd stopped at nothing to humiliate each other at every turn.

Now, a curious fact about this prank war was that the inhabitants of each town exclusively targeted the women of the other. Local lore was full of such entertaining exchanges.

There was the Great Witch Hoax of 1699. Ten fair maidens of Greenvalley were persuaded, by a Pinkwhistler in face paint, that they could gain dark powers by dancing naked in the woods on a Sabbath morning. All their clothes were stolen, and the witch hunters were waiting for them in the village when they sheepishly returned. Since they could provide no satisfactory explanation as to why they were nude, they were convicted of being witches, dunked in the river and whipped naked through every village within a hundred miles.

There was the Molasses Raid of 1870. There was the Knickerbocker Incident of 1907, and the Sock Hop Surprise of 1964. More recently, there was the wonderful day when the Pinkwhistle girls had snuck itching powder into the spanky pants of the Greenvalley cheerleader squad the night before the big game. And literally thousands of other minor incidents, of course, too numerous to be mentioned here.

Yes, Greenvalley and Pinkwhistle really hated each other.

So when the boys from Pinkwhistle got the power to control women's minds, it only made sense for them to drive over to Greenvalley and see how much fun they could have with the Greenvalley girls. Who were, after all, just about as pretty as Pinkwhistle ones.