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Volume 1: Chapter 17- Kiss and Tell

“Could you really hear me?” Kate echoed again with a tone that conveyed how pleased she was. Awaiting Jay’s response with great interest, Kate adjusted her position on the couch so that she was cuddled up to face to face with the hero of today’s football game rather than letting him spoon her. The TV still buzzed in the background, but both of them were now tuning it out.

“Yes,” Jay repeated with a smile.

It felt good that Kate had taken an interest in something that really consumed his whole life, it also felt good having her warm curvaceous body pressing tightly against him. As her arms nestled themselves around his broad upper back, his arms wrapped around Kate’s lower body. He liked to feel her hips, and her butt, just as much as he liked the feel of Kate’s large breasts pressing against his chest. In a feminine way, she had the perfect balance of fullness and softness to her features. However enjoyable their closeness was, he felt the need to add, “the guys on the bench were giving me crap about it.”

“Oh? Really?” Kate responded in a concerned surprise, “I’m so sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry. They just wanted to know details.” Jay clarified, as Kate stopped straining her neck trying to maintain level eye contact with him, and instead wiggled into a position where she could rest her head on his chest. She closed her eyes, let out a deep breath, and got comfortable before she responded. Jay could feel her soft tummy pressing against his abdomen.

“So, what did you tell them?” Kate wondered trying to give Jay the benefit of the doubt before she assumed the worst of his locker-room talk.

“Told them it was none of their business.” Jay answered proudly, as he felt an appreciative squeeze from Kate.

“Good man.” Kate hummed remaining in place. She felt so cozy right now. Jay’s body was like a space heater, she felt completely content. If they stayed like this for much longer, she could see herself falling asleep early tonight.

“I was wondering.. I know I twisted your arm into going. But did you like it?” Jay reluctantly asked, breaking Kate’s apparent tranquility. He hoped she enjoyed the game, it certainly sounded like she was having fun when he’d heard her cheering in the stands.

“I did.” Kate hummed quietly in response.

In truth, watching the game had been a lot of fun. She’d enjoyed the tailgate, and her friends had been fun too. Jessica and Lara got more into the game after halftime and their idle chatter became far less of a distraction. Despite Mia stealing her hot dogs, Kate was able to buy some replacements before the halftime rush really spiked.

She was still mad at Mia for acting like such a jerk, but her mood was in a better place than it normally would have been thanks to Jay. He’d made the play of the game to win it for Douglas University in overtime. He was surely the talk of the town this weekend and he still chose to forgo any victory parties in order to hang out with her. That meant a lot to her. She liked everything about the game and the way this night was going. Well, except when she saw Jay get absolutely trucked by a linebacker on one particularly uninspired play.

“Be honest.” Jay urged Kate, as he gently pressed his hands against her hips to get a more energetic reaction out of the chesty blonde. She seemed a little sleepy.

“I did!” Kate burst a little louder than she meant to. She’d perked up, arched her back and blinked her eyes back into focus. Gazing at Jay, she assured him that, “I had fun! Even my friends had fun.”

“Would you go again?” Jay asked unable to hide his pleased smile.

“For sure!” Kate enthusiastically nodded. Her long blonde hair was still in a sport ponytail and it was positively bouncing all over the place.

“Stop joshing.” Jay replied trying to get more of a rise out of Kate.

“I’m serious! Football’s not so bad when you’ve got someone to cheer for.” Kate admitted, as she tried to convince him she wasn’t just saying these things to say them. She meant them.

“It was nice knowing you were watching.” Jay warmly revealed, as his words motivated Kate to snuggle closer with a hug. With the girl he was crushing on in his arms, Jay added, “It’s been weird not knowing anybody. Back home my family would go to every game.”

“Are you feeling homesick?” Kate responded with some concern.

“Maybe a little I guess.” Jay acknowledged, as Kate once again released some tension in her hug and maneuvered herself so she could look at her guy.

“Well, since you liked me watching so much.. I wouldn’t mind cheering for you at your next game.” Kate offered, while Jay raised a curious eyebrow.

“Are you okay with traveling? The next game is on the road.” Jay explained not wanting Kate to promise something if she didn’t fully understand what she was getting into.

“I love traveling.” Kate assured him, while she appreciated his concern.

“Cool, then I’d like that.” Jay smiled with a bit more cheer on his face than there had been before.

Not knowing how to respond, Kate felt herself being pulled into his embrace. However, rather than accept the hug and continue to lazily cuddle on the couch, Kate’s eyes lingered on Jay’s lips. He had a bit of a bruise on his lower lip. He’d explained earlier that he’d bit his lip when he’d been tackled. It looked a little painful, but didn’t look so bad, in fact, Kate wanted to kiss it and make it better. So, she did.
 

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Volume 1: Chapter 17- Kiss and Tell

The second her lips touched his, Kate lost touch with her surroundings. It felt so good to connect with someone like this. He was attractive, thoughtful, and he really cared about her. That was the best part. Well, it was until her tongue sneakily goaded Jay’s tongue into playing a little frisky game of tag.

Their playful passions soon slowed into something more serious. While their lips were occupied, their hips got into the groove. Kate zoned out feeling his arm muscles, while the football stud used them to maneuver himself over her. They were still in their clothes, but they couldn’t help themselves. Kate could feel his arousal and she shared his enthusiasm.

Opening her eyes, Kate was actually surprised to realize Jay was on top of her. The fact she’d zoned out so bad was evidence that she was enjoying this.

“Wow.” Kate instinctively murmured quietly to herself. In the moment she realized something. She didn’t just want to sleep with Jay later tonight. She felt it was time for them to officially become boyfriend and girlfriend.

“’Wow’ what?” Jay paused sensing Kate’s mind was somewhere else.

“Nothing.” Kate’s expression tightened up. She hadn’t meant to speak.

“Tell me.” Jay calmly requested, as he leaned his weight off Kate so they could each sit up.

“Okay, so.. ” Kate bite her lip. She wanted to talk about making things official with Jay, but she couldn’t ignore an insecure thought which had suddenly just bounded into her head and wouldn’t leave, “I heard this rumor today.. and I was wondering if you’ve heard anything about it.”

“What kind of rumor?” Jay wondered looking tentative.

“Sorority bingo.” Kate revealed, as she looked very closely for Jay’s reaction. His face said it all.

“Oh.” Jay nodded not looking exceptionally surprised.

“You do know about it?!” Kate managed to say without letting herself gasp in exacerbation. She didn’t want to jump to conclusions. Though her fears crept into her consciousness, she managed to stave them off for the moment and give Jay the benefit of the doubt.

“Yeah, some guys on the football team are obsessing about it.” Jay admitted in almost a carefree sort of way. Was this honesty or was he trying to act casual to bluff his way out of trouble?

“Are you.. you know.. in on it?” Kate reluctantly managed to ask. She almost didn’t want to know the answer.

“No.” Jay promptly replied. Thank god.

“How can I know you’re telling the truth?” Kate blurted without even registering what she was saying until after she’d said it. It sounded so untrusting. It sounded so accusatory. She hadn’t intended to sound that way at all.

Not skipping a beat and not changing his unwavering tone, Jay responded calmly, “We haven’t had sex yet have we?”

“Don’t answer my question with a question.” Kate earnestly responded. She wasn’t trying to be dramatic, but she knew it probably was coming off that way. How brilliant of her to cast her retort so starkly at the boy she was hoping to start formally dating..

“Don’t you trust me?” Jay answered with a hopeful confidence.

“Yeah, I do. I just wanted to make sure.” Kate blurted without hesitating, “There are a lot of rumors going around about it and I guess I.. Umm.. Well I would like… *Ahem* Would you mind giving me the inside scoop about sorority bingo? I just wanna know the truth, trying to keep up with the gossip is exhausting.”

“You know I could get in a lot of trouble with the team if they find out I blabbed about the game to you.” Jay mentioned clearly considering giving Kate the information she was asking for.

“Really?” Kate tilted her head with a curious expression on her face. It was surprising that word about this game hadn’t gotten out sooner.

“Probably not, only like half of the guys are taking it seriously, but there will probably be some kind of hazing I’d have to put up with if they found out.” Jay nonchalantly spoke, while Kate’s eyes widened. She was, of course, assuming the worst.

“Hazing?? Like what kind of hazing??” Kate worriedly questioned, as her concern for Jay showed through.

“Hazing’s probably not the right word. But believe me, there would be some consequence. Maybe something with drinking..” Jay explained in an attempt to reduce Kate’s apparent alarm, “Or something embarrassing. Like maybe a naked lap.”

“I wouldn’t mind seeing you do one of those.” Kate admitted, while she almost immediately regretted saying that. Why did she have to sound so stupid! Trying to save face, Kate quickly added, “I’m sorry, that was really inappropriate.”

“Pfffft!” Jay nearly laughed in a way that put Kate at ease for her flirtatious comment, “It’s fine. Just don’t tell anyone you made me talk, okay?”

“Okay.” Kate nodded, while her ponytail did another big bounce, “So, how did you guy’s decide rules? And what are all the rules?”

“Look, I was pretty out of the loop when people were voting on it. I have a copy of the list they sent me in a group chat if you wanna check it out.” Jay offered, as he took out his phone, scrolled through it and then offered it to Kate.
 

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She took it without a word, and offered a murmured ‘thanks,’ while she looked it over. The apparently unabridged document Kate’s eyes were curiously scanning read as follows:

……………
The Game: Winner achieves a BINGO by sleeping with enough girls from each sorority/category on the BINGO board to form five-in-a-row either diagonally, horizontally or vertically. $20 buy in, winner takes the whole pot.

Rule 1: All previous hook-ups do not count for a BINGO space, if they occurred prior to the start of the semester. You don’t get to fill in B-5 when you play regular BINGO just because you had it in the last game, so the same applies here.

Rule 2: Since there are not enough sororities at good old Douglas for a full 5×5 BINGO board, several other categories of acceptable hookups have been added.

Rule 3: Sleeping with a girl from the sorority written in a space and getting the girl’s signature and phone number written inside the space is what it takes to fill a space. If you cannot get that, you must still be able to prove that you had an intimate night together for the space to count. Be creative.

Rule 4: If a girl somehow falls under more than one category on the BINGO board, it is at your discretion for what you want her to count as. Keep in mind, she may only count once. Sex with her a second time is not an exception to this rule.

Rule 5: Sororities/categories from other schools count. This is what verification is for.

Rule 6: While climaxing during intercourse of the space it takes to get a BINGO you must actually yell the word “BINGO!”

Tiebreak: In the event of a tie, the next person to get laid by anyone wins.

Last (and most important) Rule: Sex must be consensual! Don’t ruin the integrity of this game!
……………..

And with that, Kate felt she had a good understanding of what the heck had been going on with the guys this semester. Clearing her throat, Kate tried to appreciate the fact that Jay was just the messenger and that he was not playing this stupid game. Sounding sincere, Kate began, “Okay a few things, you guys put money on this?? This is f*cked up.”

“Only guys who have bingo boards actually threw money into the pot.” Jay corrected Kate.

“Do you have one?” Kate wondered.

“No, I never threw money in, although I heard somewhere that the pot is close to $4000.” Jay revealed, as Kate’s jaw dropped.

“Are you f*cking kidding me? That’s crazy. Guy’s really don’t have anything better to do?” Kate burst in disillusionment.

“I guess not.” Jay shrugged.

“So, you don’t have a bingo board?” Kate again asked to clarify.

“No.” Jay shook his head.

“Do you know if it’s true that Mia’s in the middle of the board?” Kate inquired, as she decided to put Hannah’s information to the test.

“Yeah, she was still single when they voted on it. People are pretty pissed she’s dating Trent.” Jay explained, as Kate seemingly couldn’t believe it.

“Understandable.” Kate vented, as she suddenly had to know something else. A piece of information that she might be able to use to her advantage later, “Do you have any idea if Trent happens to be playing?”

“I don’t know if he’s taking it seriously, but yes, I heard he’s got a Bingo board. So, he must have put money into the pot.” Jay rationalized, as Kate seemed shocked.

“Oh-my-gawd.” Kate burst out loud, as she needed a second to rationalize all this. Just wait until Mia heard about this.. She’d lose her mind.

“Again, you can’t tell anyone I’m telling you these things. The team will crucify me.” Jay reminded her, as she seemed to snap out of whatever daydream she’d been in.

“I know..” Kate muttered, as she felt some regret that she couldn’t just laud this over Mia.

“You okay?” Jay asked seeing the childlike disappointment on Kate’s face.

“Yeah, I just.. I’m just glad you’re not involved with it.” Kate articulated firmly, as she honestly admitted, “I was feeling like tonight would be the night we made things.. official. And, now I’ve got no doubts about it.”

“Really?” Jay enthusiastically exclaimed.

“Yeah.” Kate shrugged, “Besides, it was really hot seeing you in uniform..”

“If you want, I could bring my gear over next time if that’s what really does it for you.” Jay playfully spoke in a patronizing tone.

“Haha! No! Don’t do that!” Kate smiled, as she grabbed his hand and earnestly squeezed, “You do it for me. Not just the uniform.”

“But you do like the uniform?” Jay joked around trying to clarify, while Kate was being serious.

“Shut up about the uniform!” Kate playfully growled, as she wrapped her arms around Jay’s neck and brought him in for a kiss, “*Mhh!* Don’t make me change my mind.”

“If you want, I won’t say a single word the rest of the night.” Jay proclaimed in his joking tone, while a sh*t-eating grin began to escape from his face, “Oh and if I yell out ‘bingo’ when things are really getting serious, don’t worry about that. I have a condition.”

“Haha! I swear to God I’m going to kill you!” Kate laughed, while she tried to tackle Jay, but he playfully fended her off.

“Haha!” Jay laughed, as the two wrestled each other off the couch and onto the floor with a loud thump.

“Ouch!” Kate snapped, while Jay halted his victorious position above her to check and see if she was okay. Once he hesitated, Kate used his concern to her advantage and began the playful wrestling match all over again.
 

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Volume 1: Chapter 18- Bon Appétit

Mia was more than a little peeved once she realized Trent was dragging his feet, on purpose.

She wanted to leave his apartment so they could enjoy a quiet date night together, but it seemed that he only wanted to stay with his friends and pregame. Against her better judgement, Mia did her best to play the part of the good girlfriend and partook in the pre-party rituals with her man. She joked, she drank, she smiled, she laughed, but when she got Trent alone, she made darn well sure he understood that she wanted to leave.

And so, while later than Mia had wanted, she and Trent said goodbye to the party brewing at his apartment and began the walk to start their date. Any friction between them was tempered by the amount of alcohol they’d both indulged in. Even the damp weather outside didn’t seem that chilly. Although, that hadn’t stopped Mia from donning her poncho and fake belly combo again once they left.

As they walked, Mia enjoyed holding Trent’s hand. It was a nice change of pace from just sitting around and playing drinking games. She liked the fresh air. And above all else, she enjoyed passing by the scores of people beginning their nights and passing silent judgment upon them.

There was so much to take in. There were scandalous outfits girls were wearing to stand out at whatever parties they were heading to. There were hilarious antics and conversations to eavesdrop on. It was a real people watchers paradise. And at the very least, it gave Mia something to talk about with Trent. Well, something to talk about besides the obligatory discussion regarding what they should order for dinner.

Finishing the trek across campus, the young couple crossed the street. As per usual right when they were almost finished crossing, Mia let go of Trent’s hand and began walking on the other side of him. For Mia this wasn’t anything she consciously thought about, but Trent’s curiosity was piqued. He’d simply seen her do this too many times with no explanation.

“Why do you keep doing that?” Trent bit the bullet and asked rather bluntly. He wasn’t sure if she thought his hands were getting clammy from how tightly she held him, or if there was some other ridiculous reason Mia kept switching sides every time she crossed the street. Either way, the alcohol had loosened his tongue, he wanted to know.

“Mhh? Cause you should be between me and the street when we are walking.” Mia sweetly enlightened Trent, apparently finding it pretty amusing that he hadn’t known that.

“Are you serious?” Trent raised an eyebrow in disbelief. What was he doing? Dating a girl from the era of Victorian chivalry?

“Yaa, why? You want me to get hit by a car?” Mia responded, while raising her voice a little louder to convey her dramatic rationalization.

“Cars don’t drive on the sidewalk.” Trent sighed in disbelief that they were having this conversation right now.

“Whatever. It just makes me feel safer.” Mia proclaimed, as she sped up her walking pace and tugged Trent’s arm for him to keep up. After all, they’d reached their destination.

“Okay. Makes sense..” Trent relented, although he did not think she was making sense at all. He would have said as much, but it wasn’t worth arguing about.

Instead, he followed Mia through the yard, up the steps of the deck and to the front door while she searched her purse for her keys. It really only took a moment, then Mia wasted no time in opening the door. Everything seemed to be going to plan, then they walked into the house, and…

Silence.

Laying on the floor just underneath the couch, was Mia’s roommate Kate and one of the football players they’d watched at the game only a few hours ago. While the two rushed to scramble off each other and into a sitting position, it was evident they’d been fooling around. Trent was silent. The house was supposed to be empty tonight, Mia had told him as much. This certainly complicated things. Maybe he’d get to go to his party after all.

“What are you doing here??” Mia’s shrill voice echoed through the house. Trent could see her face beginning to flush with anger.

“*Ahem* We were checking under the couch for the remote.” Kate began to craft her obvious lie, but Mia wasn’t having it.

“I thought you were going out with Jess and Lara tonight?” Mia loudly accused. She was pissed. Kate being here meant that her dream of a quiet night alone with Trent was likely dashed entirely.

“Change of plans,” Kate explained, while innocently making eye contact with her partner in crime sitting next to her and unconsciously tugging her shirt downward to cover her slightly exposed soft midsection. Returning back into Mia’s evil eyes, Kate posed her own question, “I thought you were going to Trent’s place?”

“Change of plans.” Mia replied poorly mimicking the tone Kate had just taken in a vain attempt to spite her. It was clear something had to be done. Mia nobly decided to try and work things out in a civil fashion before she resorted to playing dirty. Offering up an olive branch, Mia asked Kate, “Can I talk to you in the kitchen for a second?”

“Sure.” Kate sighed. She didn’t really want to talk to Mia right now, but anything was better than fighting in front of the boys they were trying to impress.

“We’ll be right back.” Mia winked to Trent, as he felt the awkward sting of the whole situation. Trent was confident that Mia and Kate would work something out. In the meantime, he wasn’t looking forward to fudging his way through an awkward conversation with Jay.
 

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Once they’d made it past the steps, Mia forcefully grabbed Kate’s forearm and dragged her into the party room, closing the door behind them in a haste.

“Ouch let go,” Kate complained, as Mia released the blonde interloper from her vice-like grip.

“First of all, what are you doing here with the kicker?” Mia snobbishly demanded to know, while she placed her hands on her hips like a stern parent.

“First of all, his name is Jay. And it’s a free country, we are just hanging out.” Kate replied in a less than forthcoming manner. She’d mimicked Mia’s tone, but made it sound much more ridiculous and stupid.

“Don’t play dumb with me.” Mia oddly smirked, as she appeared to lighten up. Kate kept her guard up, but Mia appeared to really cozy up close to her before her voice overflowed with a tang of conceited energy, “I told you that you two would make a cute couple. Didn’t I??”

“I swear to God Mia, if you start..” Kate vehemently growled at Mia’s smug face without backing up an inch.

“Start what? I’m just saying you two are cute together. Don’t be so touchy.” Mia proclaimed with a bit of a forceful touch to Kate’s round tummy. She’d just tried to nudge the big breasted blonde to take a step backward, but Kate wasn’t having it. To her eyes, Mia was nothing more than a pudgy gutted brat in a pompous looking poncho trying to intimidate her like usual. Standing up straighter and sucking in the vulnerable excess flesh Mia had just prodded, Kate readied herself for battle.

“I’m not touchy! You’re the one acting all smug about it!” Kate burst, as her temper flared. She took a breath and more tactfully chose her next words, “I’m not hanging out with Jay because you thought it would be a good idea. I really like him, okay?”

“Okay.” Mia appeared to accept, while the smug look on her face slowly erupted into an excited energy that the bottom-heavy diva couldn’t contain, “All I am saying is that I’m a great match maker.”

“There you go!” Kate nearly laughed to keep herself from screaming, “Just because I like Jay doesn’t mean I forgive you for snatching up Trent after we agreed to let him choose!”

“We let him choose, he chose me! Get over it! Gosh!” Mia spat while feeling some enjoyment from the fact she’d just made Kate completely lose it. It served her right for being such a pain. Mia had wanted to keep this civil, but Kate was giving her no choice. She’d have to put her in her place.

“You’re such an unbelievable f*cking liar!” Kate fumed. It took all the restraint she possessed not to rip that stupid poncho off and punch Mia right in that shamefully overfed gut the brat was trying to conceal.

“Takes one to know one!” Mia childishly responded without losing a beat.

“Ugh! I don’t know what Trent sees in you, you’re such a high maintenance blabbermouth!” Kate retaliated forcefully in the heat of the moment. Things were getting out of hand. The girls had a history of getting heated with each other over such things, but normally cooler heads prevailed.

“Maybe he likes the way I blab my mouth!” Mia misfired before biting her lip in frustration, regrouping in a split-second, and firing back on all cylinders, “Whatever! The only thing boy’s see when they look at you is a brainless pair of jumbo-sized tits and a cheap f*ck!”

Kate’s reaction was visceral.

Stifling a cough and shaking with rage, the pudgy blonde didn’t back down. She saw Mia’s antics as the last gasp of a wounded predator. And more than anything else, she intended to land the killing blow at all costs. Summoning her most authoritative voice, Kate conveyed her discontent with a certain vengeful pride, “Jumbo tits?? A cheap f*ck?? At least my boyfriend isn’t dating me to score cash in a stupid bingo game!”

Direct hit.

The change on Mia’s smug face was equal parts flabbergasted and exacerbated. She did her best to bite her lip and conceal the damage Kate’s words had done, but Kate could sense the change in her normally iron-willed counterpart.

“Is that the best bullsh*t you can come up with? You really are a stupid bimbo!” Mia roared, as she produced a little shove to Kate’s soft gut to buy herself some distance from the irritating hot-headed ditz.

“You did not just call me a bimbo! You.. you!” Kate stumbled over her words in her attempt to promptly vocalize her retaliation. Mia was pushing her buttons in a way that drove her crazy! Her heart was pounding, she felt herself tensing up, this was her flight or fight reflex, but she wasn’t running, not this time.

“What?” Mia prodded Kate in a condescendingly vindictive voice, “Say it. I dare you!”

“You spoiled rotten..” Kate spat, as she resolved to dig this next part into Mia’s soul as best she could. Pointing to Mia’s round stomach with a venomous glare, Kate bellowed, “potbellied brat!”

Kate’s voice almost seemed to echo throughout the empty room for a moment after she’d uttered her defiant coup de grâce. She looked as Mia’s eyes widened with a dumbstruck surprise. It seemed she hadn’t expected Kate to go for her soft underbelly. Kate let loose a pleased smile, as Mia’s expression turned from exacerbation to apparent embarrassment.
 

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“Agh! I-I’m not potbellied! You-agh!” Mia stammered, while she appeared completely flabbergasted by Kate’s mean-spirited observation. Kate had never seen Mia get so furious so fast. She’d clearly touched a nerve. Mia’s looks were the roots of her impeccable social power at the university, and Kate had just taken an axe to that foundation. Stomping her foot down like a boisterous child, Mia regrouped and harshly demanded, “I want you two off the couch! Trent and I were going to watch a movie tonight!”

“We are not moving! We were here first!” Kate stood her ground, as Mia’s face steamed from her hot temper. Smelling the proverbial blood in the water, Kate decided to fire at her rival’s soft spot once again, “Why don’t you watch a movie at Trent’s place! Yeah, you two should hike back up campus! You look like you could use the exercise.”

“…” Mia silently appeared stunned. She knew Kate couldn’t comprehend the emptions she was both feeling and concealing. She had to be careful how she presented herself. The shock on her face was soon brought under control, as her posture became decidedly more defeated. Recoiling backward and resting her big butt upon the pong table, Mia appeared to bite her tongue and sue for an armistice, “Fine. Be that way. B*tch. I’ll get my fill of exercise and much, much more from Trent upstairs.”

“Maybe try having sex with the lights off, then Trent won’t have to see your spare tire jiggling around.” Kate rudely responded to show Mia what she thought of her little peace offering.

Rather than let her emotions get out of hand, Mia blinked the look of revenge out of her eyes and began walking toward the door. In poker terms, Kate had just showed her hand and Mia wasn’t quite ready to show hers. She’d let Kate claim victory in this battle. Besides, the war was far from over. Taking a defeated tone, Mia responded, “Have fun with Jay. You two look real cute together.”

“Gee thanks, bye.” Kate loudly droned in a purposely fake sounding tone.

“Oh.” Mia paused and turned toward Kate, “Before I forget.”

Kate watched with skepticism, while Mia dug her hand into her back pocket and pulled out some cash. Tilting her head in curiosity, Kate quietly wondered, “What’s this for?”

“It’s for the hot dogs I nabbed from you earlier and..” Mia began to explain, as Kate quickly counted how much money had been given to her.

“This is way more than what the hot dogs were worth. If you’re sorry you can just apologize.” Kate offered wondering if this was a covert attempt by Mia to plead for mercy.

“AND the extra cash is for the pizza and fries Trent and I ordered 15 minutes ago. It should be here soon. If you pay the delivery guy for me and throw the food in the oven on low to keep it warm when it gets here, you can have the other large pizza. It was buy-one get-one free.” Mia explained trying her best not to glare at the overweight bimbo she now planned to humiliate later, “Deal?”

“Sure, deal. But why don’t you just do it yourself?” Kate grunted pocketing the money.

“Trent and I are going to be busy.” Mia vowed in a suggestive tone before promptly turning her back to Kate and hurrying out of the room.

Kate made sure to savor how tightly Mia’s pants hugged her thick bottom. The blonde felt an overwhelming sense of satisfaction upon the formal notice she’d just delivered to Mia regarding her formerly coveted body’s unsightly expansion.

Both of the guy’s heard Mia stomping over before they actually saw her round the corner of the steps. She sent an annoyed glare in Jay’s direction but didn’t linger too long.

“Come on Trent.” Mia grunted, as she grabbed his hand and tugged him to follow her up the stairs to her room.

Jay really didn’t understand what that look was all about, but he was sure Kate would fill him in. It only took her a few moments to rejoin him on the couch, and when she did, she seemed preoccupied. She was also, out of breath?

“What’s wrong?” Jay wondered out loud.

“Nothing’s wrong.” Kate shook her head, while planting a horny kiss on Jay’s lips and eagerly mounting his lap. She felt heavier than Jay was expecting, but he could hardly complain considering her tongue felt sensational lodged against his own. They shared some passion for the better part of a few minutes, only stopping when Kate felt the need to catch her rather excited sounding breath. In the lull, Kate sent Jay a healthy smile and chirped, “I actually think I just won an argument with Mia.”

“What were you arguing about?” Jay tried to clarify, as Kate’s breathing steadied. She seemed torn between acting frisky and gloating about her victory.

“Everything? I honestly couldn’t even tell you specifics, my adrenaline is still pounding, but I feel like I finally put her in her place.” Kate explained in a bewildered amusement that Jay had never seen in her before. She continued expressively, “We even got a pizza out of the deal.”
 

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Volume 1: Chapter 18- Bon Appétit

Jay didn’t really have a moment to react, because Kate quickly wrapped her arms around him and gave him a tight hug. So, he quickly returned the affection, “Wow, I’m happy for you.”

“It was crazy, it’s like..” Kate began to speak, as a sudden barrage of noise from upstairs broke her train of thought.

*Smack* *Uhhh!* *YES!! Harder!*

“Oh-my-god.” Kate growled, as she let go of Jay and glared up the steps. Sure enough, Mia’s door was closed, but it did little to block the noise.

“Is that what I think it is?” Jay questioned, while he listened.

“Yeah, Mia’s pissed. So.. Either they are about to fake having loud angry sex just to try and drive us out of here, or.. They are actually about to have real loud angry sex to try and drive us out of here.” Kate sighed in frustration. Even in defeat Mia was a pain in the ass. Kate had more than half a mind to keep fattening the spoiled princess up to the point that Trent would feel compelled to dump her. Then she’d have nobody to make irritating sex noises with. That would show her.

*OOooohh Yeahhhh!!!*

Kate and Jay locked eyes at that latest noise. Kate felt she had to admit, “I can’t tell if that was real or fake.”

“Well is she normally that loud when she’s..” Jay tried to ask, but Kate saw through his question before he finished.

“Yes. She’s obnoxiously loud with it, always has been. It’s like she wants the whole world to know how awesome it is that she’s having sex.” Kate spat with a certain disgust in her voice, “F*ck I really don’t wanna hear her over the movie.. Would we be able to get any privacy at your place?”

“Not likely.” Jay frankly admitted.

“F*ck! That spoiled brat ruins everything!” Kate growled, as Jay tried to console her.

“We could just crank up the volume.” Jay offered.

“No, we’d still hear her!” Kate pouted, “Ugh! She’s only doing this to bother me!”

“Then don’t give her what she wants. If she wants us to leave, let’s stay.” Jay suggested.

“That’ll be a piece of cake.” Kate sarcastically responded, as she suddenly remembered something, “Oh! I forgot! I got you something.”

“Oh yeah?” Jay raised an eyebrow, while Kate ungracefully dismounted and scurried out of his sight.

“Yeah, I’ll be right back. Sit tight!” Kate promised, as she hurried into the kitchen.

She opened the fridge with a smile on her face, but quickly lost her grin. It was odd. She was positive she’d left her little surprise directly next to the soda, but it wasn’t there. Who could have.. Kate suddenly felt her temper rise once again, “She f*cking ate it..”

Stomping back into the parlor, Kate burst in an irritated tone, “She f*cking ate it!”

“Ate what?” Jay wondered seeing Kate’s frustration with some concern.

“I don’t know when she did it, but she did it! I bought two slices of chocolate cake for us to share as a treat after the game. And she f*cking ate them both!” Kate spat, as she digested the odd feelings floating around in her head. On the one hand, she was please she’d played a part in conditioning Mia to crave such fattening foods when she wasn’t around, but those pieces of cake were for something special and Mia had f*cking ruined it!

“Umm, we could..” Jay began to try and calm Kate down, but was cut off by a loud sound at the door.

*Knock* *Knock* Knock*

“One second.” Kate motioned to Jay, as she hurried over and answered the front door. She could plainly see it was the delivery guy, “Hello?”

“Mia?” The pizza guy asked, while he held the food over his left shoulder.

“Yeah, that’s me. How much again?” Kate asked, as she grabbed the money Mia had given her.

“$22.95 please.” The guy responded, while he held out his right hand.

“Cool. Here you go. Keep the change.” Kate smiled, as she paid the man, accepted the food, and closed the front door with her foot. She was going to bring the food to the kitchen, but then a devious idea crossed her mind. So instead, Kate returned to Jay and dropped all of the food onto the coffee table in front of him.

“What’s with that look?” Jay questioned with a hint of concern in his voice, while he studied Kate’s beautiful face.

“Mia wanted me to put it in the oven to keep it warm for them.” Kate explained with mischief in her eyes.

“What are you going to do? Put it in the fridge?” Jay incorrectly tried to guess Kate’s intentions.

“Nope. She ate our dessert. So,” Kate dramatically paused before finishing her thought, “we are going to eat her dinner.”

“We?” Jay sought to clarify.

“You said I win by making sure she doesn’t get what she wants. She wants this food, so she’s not going to get so much as a measly French fry! Understand?!” Kate growled with a little more pent up frustration than she intended to let out.

“Crystal.” Jay gulped, while Kate opened the first pizza box, reached in, and handed Jay a big slice.

“I hope you’re hungry.” Kate smiled, as she prepared a piece for herself too.

“I had a game today. I could eat a horse.” Jay shrugged, as the commotion from Mia’s room once again reached high decibel levels.

“That’s the spirit!” Kate grinned, as she turned up the TV and gave Jay a big smooch for all his steady support, “Mwah! Bon appétit!”
 

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The fan in the upstairs bathroom hummed a dull tone, while Mia readied herself for the ultimate act of revenge. She breathed calmly, as she touched up her makeup and combed all imperfections out of her long jet-black hair. Kate was in for the biggest surprise of her insubordinate life. Mia couldn’t help but smile in glorious anticipation. Breaking Kate’s power fantasy would be much more than karma at its finest. It would be the final nail in the coffin, forever sealing Kate’s impudent hopes of dethroning the undisputed Queen of Douglas University.

Mia wanted Kate to feel inferior to her in every way, and her final preparations were nearly complete. Her reflection in the bathroom’s mirror underscored the breathtaking allure of Mia’s domineering social status. Her almond-brown eyes glowed with a simmering intensity that could pierce the heart of anyone who dared oppose her. Her flawless face looked equal parts attractive, poised and elegant, while the posture of her seductive body exuded an unwavering confidence.

She stood before herself clothed in nothing, but an expensive Victoria’s Secret lingerie set that she only wore for special occasions. It had been a wake-up call a few weeks ago when she’d last showcased it for Trent. While her modest bust had never looked better wrapped in the blue hue of the pricy bra’s sexy and supportive embrace, the matching transparent lace underwear had proven to be an embarrassingly tight squeeze around the feminine curve of her well-padded bum. However, now the underwear fit better than Mia could ever remember them fitting before. Skipping class to hit the gym hard again had certainly paid off for her body in spades.

Unconsciously sucking in her breath and holding it in her chest, Mia adjusted her posture, so she appeared more upright. Gazing at herself in the mirror from this pose, Mia thought her b-cup bust looked firm, full and flawless. Looking a little lower and tightening her abdominal muscles, she smiled at the apparent flat, sleek, and sexy look of her tummy.

Letting out her breath and turning her back to the mirror, Mia peered her curious eyes over her left shoulder and appreciated, with a certain degree of relief, how her pear-shaped hips and femininely plump butt appeared equal parts athletic and shapely. Returning to her formerly more relaxed posture, face to face with the mirror, Mia lastly stared at her smoothly shaven legs, marveling at the way they possessed just the right amount of tone and ladylike softness to appear completely irresistible to the opposite sex.

Kate was in for a rude awakening indeed. Snickering with a bit of delight, Mia reached toward the doorknob and grabbed her partially inflated beachball- bandeau combo, securing the fake belly around her waist for what would be the last time. With the deception in place, Mia threw on a stylish silk robe that matched her lingerie both in quality and expense. Folding the robe properly and fastening the ribbons into an elegant bow, the disguise gave off the impression that she’d gotten more than a little chunky around her middle. Mia was satisfied Kate would fall for her trickery down to the very last moment. She couldn’t wait to ignite their next heated confrontation.

Mia could hardly contain herself. First, she’d ruin Kate’s night, far worse than the ignorant puffy blonde had already ruined hers. She’d hoped that using Trent as a noisy outlet for her uniquely angry and pent up sexual energies tonight would have been enough over the past two hours to drive Kate and her new boy-toy away from the premises. Since that plan failed, Mia created a new one.

Glancing at the tiny trashcan beside the toilet, Mia eyed the first casualty of her new plan, the box of condoms the two girls ‘shared.’ She’d absolutely shredded it to effectively prevent Kate from enjoying the same lustful passion Mia had just experienced with Trent. Mia weighed the pros and cons of leaving the remains so brazenly out in the open, but ultimately decided that she wanted Kate to see the proof. Mia wanted recognition for this spiteful act of retaliation. She wanted to make Kate more furious than she’d ever seen her, then and only then would Mia reveal the extent to which Kate’s pathetic plan to fatten her up had embarrassingly backfired.

In a sneaky fashion, Mia left the bathroom and waited at the top of the steps, listening. This was the calm before the storm. Mia could hear that the TV remained on. Whatever movie Kate and that football kicker were watching hadn’t ended yet. Maybe that was a good thing. Maybe Kate’s guard was down. That would only make it that much easier for Mia to do what she had to do.

The first excited step Mia took down the old wooden staircase produced very little noise. So, did the second. The third step squeaked a little bit, but that one was always the loudest. Continuing, Mia carefully made it halfway down the steps without another sound. From her new position, she could see the parlor clearly. Much to Mia’s surprise, it didn’t look like Kate or the kicker were on the couch!

Excitedly wondering if her loud sex had actually succeeded in driving the two off, Mia hurried down the last of the steps and raced over to the couch only to quickly discover that her brash excitement was misplaced. There was one person on the couch. It was that football player, and he was totally snoozing. Like, snoring and everything. Gross. Had Kate really bored him that much that he’d fallen asleep? Pathetic.

Regathering her composure, and banishing her surprise, Mia’s ears alerted her to the sound of the downstairs toilet flushing. Kate was in the bathroom. Perfect! She’d have her all to herself!

Smiling sinisterly, Mia gracefully walked over to the bathroom and quietly knocked on the closed wooden door. A certain excited energy coursed through Mia once she heard some commotion in response to her presence. Mia adjusted her robe to make her fake belly look more pronounced, and then she decided to speak. Trying to impersonate an apologetic tone, Mia asked, “Kate? How is your night going?”
 

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Kate’s voice was a little slow to respond, but when she did, she sounded strangely deflated, “It’s going fine.. I’m looking for some tums.. I have a stomachache..”

“Was it the pizza?” Mia wondered.

Trent had asked her to bring up the food now that they’d sufficiently indulged each other’s sexual appetites. Mia hoped there wasn’t something wrong with what had been delivered. All things considered, she’d grown quite hungry and didn’t have a backup plan for dinner.

“Yeah, I just ate too much.” Kate’s voice admitted nonchalantly from beyond the closed door, “How was your night?”

“Couldn’t you hear? Trent and I worked up quite an appetite.” Mia smugly bragged, while she listened to Kate fumbling around with the cabinets under the sink. That was where they kept their tums, the dumb blonde probably would find them soon.

“Yeah right. Like pretending to have sex is really that tiring?” Kate’s voice barked from behind the safety of the closed door.

“We weren’t pretending!” Mia grunted.

Was that why Kate hadn’t left the house?? She thought she’d been pretending!? Mia wished she was looking Kate dead in the eyes for this. Then the chubby blonde would understand just how serious she was.

“You always pee after sex, literally always, and I didn’t hear a single flush of that toilet upstairs. Who are you trying to fool? You’re so pathetic.” Kate spat, as she correctly called out Mia’s behavior for what it was, “You just wanted us out of here.”

“I did pee! I was just in the bathroom!” Mia protested, while suddenly feeling like she’d lost control of the conversation. This was nothing like how she’d imagined this scenario going. She figured she’d ruin Kate’s night by telling her about the condoms, and then crush her soul with her brash reveal. This pointless squabbling was going nowhere.

“Did you remember to flush genius?” Kate condescendingly asked, as Mia almost blew a circuit. She didn’t have patience for this.

“Yes! Of course I flushed! I’m not a slob like you! Ugh!” Mia vented, while she stomped her foot down and proclaimed, “Whatever, you’re deaf!”

Kate had officially succeeded in pissing her off, again.

However, Mia could admit to herself that at least part of her heated temper was likely due to the hunger growling in the pit of her stomach. Maybe it was best not to rush Kate out of the bathroom for a confrontation just yet. A bite of pizza would help focus her mind and get her energy up for the battle ahead. Her mouth was agreeingly salivating at the thought.

“Meet me in the kitchen when you are done in there.” Mia ordered, as she left Kate to her own devices and turned her attention toward addressing her hunger.

French fries and pizza sounded like a heavenly combination to her right now. It had been a long day to top off a long week of hard work in the gym. She knew she deserved to indulge today, and Trent hadn’t complained about splitting pizza.

Entering the kitchen and gazing at the oven, Mia’s stomach growl approvingly in response. However, her eager anticipation was undercut by an astute observation. Much to Mia’s and her stomach’s dismay, Kate had stupidly forgotten to turn the oven on.

What a dumb b*tch! Now she’d have to wait ten whole minutes for the dumb old oven to preheat and then ten more minutes for the food to heat up properly!

In her frustration, Mia opened the oven to remove the food, but was surprised to see that it was empty. Weird. Maybe Kate had put it in the fridge? Mia was positive she’d told Kate to put it in the oven, but she had been upstairs with Trent for a long time. Giving Kate the benefit of the doubt, maybe she took it out of the oven and put it into the fridge so it wouldn’t burn or spoil.

Mia checked the fridge in an eager instant. Moving around the drinks they had on the bottom shelf, Mia came to realize the sad truth. The food she’d ordered was not being stored there. So, where the heck had Kate put it all??

Impatiently rushing back out of the kitchen and toward the bathroom’s door, Mia wanted answers. She was about so hammer home a loud knock, but the door swung open before she could.

Stepping backward with irritation, Mia glared at Kate’s traitorous face once the blonde slowly emerged from the bathroom. In an aggressive and accusatory tone, Mia burst, “Hey where is my food!? The oven is empty!”

“Shhhhh! Jay’s napping.” Kate motioned for Mia to quiet down.

Ignoring her, Mia repeated impatiently, “Where is my food?”

Looking annoyed, Kate looked toward the parlor and then back to Mia, before grabbing Mia’s arm and tugging her across the small connecting hallway and into the party room for some privacy. Closing the door and proudly noting how tight Mia’s robe clung to her belly, Kate answered with a hint of smugness, “Yeah sorry, we ate it all.”
 

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Mia’s hungry brain could hardly process what Kate had just said.

As if to clarify Mia’s apparent confusion, the big-breasted blonde embellished her statement by arrogantly patting her profoundly protruding stomach, and adding, “And boy ohh boy was it good.”

Mia hadn’t done so much as to hazard a glance at her foe’s body until this very second. And now that she was, her jaw dropped because of the mammoth food-baby Kate was sporting. It was clear that Kate’s hourglass figure looked decidedly fuller.

The impudent blonde was still wearing the same clothes she’d had on earlier, although the way they fit her swollen body had certainly changed. For once, Kate’s overly abundant cleavage wasn’t stealing the show, it was her belly. And that was saying something because Kate’s sizable breasts made her bra look undersized and ill-equipped to contain them. Kate had obviously graduated from d-cups to hefty dd-cups over the course of her recent unrelenting weight gain.

The fabric of her tight white tank top seemed so absorbed in covering her meaty chest, that the garment completely failed to extend its coverage anywhere near Kate’s deep looking belly button. Kate’s already pudgy gut appeared swollen firmly beyond recognition. It was like someone had inflated a beachball inside her tummy! It was so big, it not only forced the hem of her shirt higher up than it belonged, it was so pointedly rounded that it even forced the waistband of her sweatpants lower than it should have been!

Mia responded in the only way she knew, “Are you f*cking kidding me? You ate all of my food?? You pig! I told you to put it in the oven! Not your f*cking belly! Don’t you listen!?”

“Haha, sorry I was just returning the favor.” Kate hummed. She was clearly savoring the look of irritation on Mia’s face.

“Ugh! What are you talking about? You think this is funny? Trent and I are gonna starve.” Mia dramatically pouted in her frustration, while she crossed her arms just above her fake belly to make it look more pronounced.

“You don’t look like you are starving with that huge gut.” Kate teased and pointed with her finger. In response, Mia did her best to blush and take a defensive step back.

“You’re one to talk! Your gut looks way bigger than mine!” Mia reacted in an embarrassed fashion continuing to play along with Kate’s power trip.

She was pissed Kate had taken her food without asking, but she tried to keep a cool head. She was finally beginning to steer the conversation where she wanted. Like her dad always told her, she had to keep her eye on the prize. She’d let Kate lull herself into a false sense of superiority, then she would strike.

“Maybe by a little bit, but this is my tummy when it is full,” Kate motioned cradling her food-baby as if she was really with child. Giggling to herself, Kate continued, “Hmhm! And yours is just as big on empty!”

Looking down, Mia realized that Kate wasn’t exaggerating. Her fake belly looked almost equal in size to Kate’s real belly, how unfortunate, for her!

“UgH!! Whatever!! Do we have anything else to eat?” Mia grunted, while she bit down on her lower lip to keep herself in character. She needed to maintain the deception that she was just a dumb fattened damsel.

“We had cake, but you ate it all behind my back, lard-butt!” Kate spat with some irritation in her voice. In response, Mia’s hands rushed to grasp her large hinie, as if to confirm that what Kate said wasn’t true. Kate enjoyed every second of Mia’s worry. She loved seeing Mia so embarrassed and ashamed of the fattening consequences her gluttony had done to her once slender body.

“No, I didn’t. What are you talking about?” Mia honestly tilted her head in confusion, as her hands abandoned her cushy rear end. She thought Kate was trying to pull some trick on her.

“I had two pieces of chocolate cake on the bottom shelf.” Kate growled vindictively. She couldn’t understand why Mia was playing this dumb.

“I didn’t eat those! I moved them to the top shelf!” Mia righteously proclaimed sounding extra snobby, “Besides, cake doesn’t belong on the bottom shelf! That’s where drinks go!”

“Are you kidding me?” Kate doubted, as a sudden wave of doubt flooded her mind. She hadn’t even looked at the top shelf when she’d searched for her cake in the fridge. She’d just seen they were not where she’d left them and gone berserk.

“Go look. I’ll wait.” Mia said, while she leaned her butt against the pong table and glared at Kate as she pieced together what was happening.

“Fine.” Kate growled hoping against hope that Mia was wrong and that she was still justified in her extreme actions.

Hurrying out of the party room and over to the fridge in the kitchen, Kate only had one word in response to what she found waiting for her on the top shelf, “Sh*t.”

Dragging her feet in returning to Mia in the party room, Kate didn’t even make eye contact with Mia. She felt like such an idiot. Swallowing her pride, Kate muttered, “Well, you can have the cake for dinner. Sorry.”

“Thanks. You are so kind.” Mia paid Kate a sarcastic smile, while recognizing that this was her golden opportunity. Kate’s confidence looked shaken. It was the crack in her armor that Mia had been waiting for. Without a second thought, Mia coyly explained, “By the way… Not that it probably matters tonight for you and your… guy. But we are officially out of condoms.”
 

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“Are you serious??” Kate moaned in annoyance before her mind suddenly picked up on Mia’s tone. Mia sounded like she thought things had not gone well between her and Jay. Just because they’d eaten themselves into food-comas didn’t mean that they didn’t still want to have sex with each other!! And furthermore, Kate knew for a fact that there had been more than a few condoms left upstairs! What the hell was Mia saying??

That’s when it hit Kate plain and clear. Mia had purposeful trashed the condoms to spoil her night! What a colossal b*tch!! Venting her frustration, Kate demanded to know, “How many were left!? How many did you two use?!”

“I don’t know… You can never be too careful when practicing safe sex.” Mia shrugged playing dumb, “I’m not trying to get pregnant.”

“Ugh!” Kate growled not buying Mia’s bullsh*t justification, “Well what are Jay and I supposed to do? Huh?? We were planning on having sex tonight!”

“Go to the store and get a fresh box.” Mia coldly proposed.

“You just want us out of the house. You just ruined half a box of condoms just to cock-block me?!!” Kate realized, as the smirk emerging on Mia’s face told her that she was correct. Lashing out in irritation, Kate bellowed, “Mia that’s not fair! Something is seriously wrong with you!”

“You’re what’s wrong with me!” Mia snapped, “You f*cking ate my dinner because you stupidly thought I ate your cake, WHICH I DIDN’T!”

“Can you stop being so f*cking melodramatic? You stole my lunch! Remember!?” Kate argued, as Mia leaned her big bum off the pong table and stormed closer to Kate until she was right in her personal space.

“I remember prematurely spoiling your little chat with Hannah!! I remember you two gossiping about me and my relationship behind my back! I remember you insulting me because my boobs aren’t ridiculously swollen like yours! I remember…” Mia continued to prattle her complaints at Kate, until Kate cut her off.

“Stop it! I was complaining about spilling mustered on my boobs! I’m sorry you can’t relate to that! There is no need to be jealous!” Kate countered in an effort to irritate her hotheaded housemate even more.

“Ugh!! I’m not jealous!” Mia fumed briefly eyeing how fat Kate’s boobs appeared before bringing her attention back to Kate’s eyes. In truth, she was a little jealous about Kate’s biological edge in the attention grabbing department, but she’d never let her know it.

Noticing Mia’s envy, Kate began to add fuel to the fire, “Just because men prefer big boobs…”

“Shut up! Men don’t prefer big boobs if what they are attached to looks like a bloated heifer!” Mia burst unleashing her pent-up food-deprived rage.

For Kate, Mia had just crossed the line. Feeling the hair on the back of her neck stand up, Kate tensed up and threateningly snarled, “I dare you to say that again.”

Not shying away from Kate’s challenge, Mia changed her tone and decided to let her words do the damage, not her volume, “I shredded the condoms and trashed them. I admit it. Consider it a favor, I figured you didn’t want… Jay, seeing you naked since you’ve.. well.. let yourself go so badly this semester.”

“I went a little overboard tonight,” Kate admitted, before looking at how big Mia looked in that robe and continuing, “but if you think I’m the one whose let herself go, you should take a long look in the mirror you fat brat! You might not be happy with what you see!”

“I’m perfect, body and mind.” Mia hummed. She sounded calm and calculated, her almond-brown eyes narrowed on Kate’s significantly softened form, “And I’ve even got the perfect boyfriend. Unlike you.”

“Jay is 1000 times better than Trent!” Kate responded without hesitation.

“Only in your wildest dreams!” Mia meanly objected.

“What’s wrong with you?? Can you really not stand to see me happy? Do you always have to try and ruin things for me to make yourself feel better?!” Kate seriously asked, while Mia appeared uncaring.

“I’ve got nothing to do with it. You reap what YOU sow.” Mia artfully spoke, while she let her words linger.

Nervous of what Mia meant by that, Kate cleared her throat and wondered, “What’s that supposed to mean?”

“I think you know what it means.” Mia glared.

“No, I don’t!” Kate tried to assure her.

“I’ve been onto you the whole time.” Mia cruelly smiled, as she watched Kate squirm like the fat worm she truly was.

“I-I don’t know what you’re talking about..” Kate stuttered trying to remain calm. Alarm bells were going off in her brain. Her heartbeat skyrocketed. The worst kind of nerves churned within her painfully full stomach. Mia was looking at her as if…
 

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“I know about your little scheme to sabotage my diet.” Mia revealed with a certain smug satisfaction on her face.

Kate’s eyes widened. Her look of surprise was palpable. She wanted to question how Mia could possibly know, but she couldn’t form the words. Her mouth had gone dry. She couldn’t feel her lips. It was like she couldn’t feel anything. This had to be a dream. Like, the kind of dream where you are standing in a road and seeing a speeding car coming at you. You want to move. You know you have to move. But you can’t. Call it fear, call it whatever you wanted. It’s exactly how Kate felt.

Seeing Kate’s stunned silence as a success, Mia continued to layer on the theatrics, “You wanted to trick me into getting fat, so… I decided to trick you.”

With the satisfying taste of Kate’s humiliation ripe for the taking, Mia slowly untied her robe. Kate’s eyes fearfully followed Mia’s hands, as they unveiled her body. To Kate’s horror, while the silk robe’s removal exposed Mia’s blue bra, it also exposed something else where her fleshy stomach should have been. A large bandeau and a slightly deflated beachball. As the robe fell to the floor, much to Kate’s shock, so too did Mia’s fake belly.

Before her now stood the vindictive spoiled brat that Kate had thoroughly thought she’d been outsmarting all semester. This was a girl whose long jet-black hair appeared perfectly combed. Her face, flawless, just like her appropriately tasteful application of makeup. It made her almond-brown eyes really pop. They now pierced into Kate’s soul. Inviting her to look upon the body she’d tried to so methodically ruin.

Kate looked, and the truth hurt. Mia’s belly wasn’t a belly at all. Her narrow waist had been preserved. Her slender beauty was untouched by the tidal wave of calories Kate had attempted to drown her with. She looked as pristine and perfect as ever. This truly felt like a nightmare.

Breaking the silence, Mia decided there was nothing more she could say to break her pitiful rival than to simply point out the obvious, “It’s over Kate. Face it. Your plan to fatten me up backfired bigtime.”

“Backfired?” Kate was able to weakly echo, as her attention had a hard time pulling away from the domineering silhouette of Mia’s body. She was so… perfect.

“I know you have a hard time seeing past your bloated tits, but trust me when I say, the change is noticeable.” Mia coyly enlightened Kate with a condescendingly firm poke to her protruding belly. The pressure Mia’s touch forced Kate to experience in her aching tummy drew her attention to Mia’s next demeaning words, “Let’s start with your gut, do you remember it always being so round and squishy?”

Mia emphasized her tease with a cheeky grab of Kate’s excessive stomach flab. Her blonde friend’s face blushed in response. Her embarrassment was obvious. She looked horrified.

“Hmhm? I didn’t either.” Mia answered her own question, as she observed Kate look down and take in the size of her gut, “My handywork I’m afraid. You’ve been so focused on what I’ve been putting into my body that you haven’t been too careful about what you’ve been putting into yours. Silly you.”

Kate looked frozen like a deer in the headlights. Mia was positive she could detect Kate’s legs trembling.

Acting on Kate’s weakness, Mia continued to lather on the punishment, “That’s why the only clothes that fit you now are sweats. You’re fatter all over and it’s all because you mistakenly thought you were better than me.”

That got the blonde’s attention.

With Kate’s eyes now staring back into her own, Mia snobbishly proclaimed, “I beat you at your own game. You lost. I’ve still got the perfect body, the perfect guy, and what have you have? A shameful gut, stripper tits, and a silver medal of a boyfriend.”

Kate blinked. Her daydream vanished. With Mia’s last word, Kate had regained control over her motor functions. She hadn’t felt fat when she’d thought Mia had been the bigger of the two, yet now, the comparison had her feeling pathetically round. There was no doubt in her mind that Mia was making her feel far fatter than she actually was. Yet still Kate’s world felt flipped upside down. And all because of the beautiful spoiled b*tch standing in front of her.

Kate now knew her folly, she’d tried to trick the trickster, she’d tried to beat a cutthroat tyrant by becoming one herself. She’d fought fire with fire and gotten burned. Her emotions felt as wounded as her spirits. However, like a wounded animal she’d fight till the last breath before she’d allowed Mia to subjugate her like every other girl at the university. No matter what Mia said or did, she’d never convince Kate that Jay was some kind of silver medal!

“That’s not true! Jay’s way better than Trent!” Kate hoarsely cried, as she planted her feet, took a deep breath, and then blasted the rest of her retaliation into the air, “Trent’s only with you because he wants to have sex with you! Can’t you see that! If you were not so eager to put-out all the time, he would want nothing to do with you!”

“Just because Trent prefers to have sex with me, and not an out of shape couch potato like you, doesn’t mean you get to get angry with me. It’s not my fault you can’t keep your fat mouth away from junk food! Fatty!” Mia promptly returned fire to avoid letting what Kate was saying sink in.

“I’m not a fatty!” Kate complained. Her hands went to cover her swollen midriff.

“Well you’re certainly not a skinny!” Mia teased aggressively placing her hands on her hips.

“I haven’t put on that much weight! Besides, Jay likes the way I look!” Kate desperately justified, as Mia saw an opening in Kate’s defenses.

“Ohh, Jay likes bigger girls? Huh? I had no idea he was a chubby chaser. Good for you.” Mia responded in a mocking tone.
 

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“He doesn’t like ‘bigger’ girls! I’m not a ‘bigger’ girl! He’s not a chubby chaser! He likes me for me!!” Kate rallied despite emotional tears beginning to form in her eyes. This battle was taking a toll on her. She felt exhausted. She had to act fast otherwise Mia would bury her where she stood.

“Calm down fatty, don’t take your insecurities out on me!” Mia dismissed Kate’s proclamations.

“You’re the one with the insecurities! Deep down you know sex isn’t just the glue holding your relationship together, it’s everything!” Kate cried knowing this would agitate Mia to no end, “Hannah was right. Trent’s only dating you so he can get a leg up on that bingo game! And I think, deep down, you know it!”

“I was wondering what the heck you stuffed yourself with to get so fat, but now it’s obvious. You’re full of sh*t!” Mia burst appearing to lose her cool. Despite her best intentions, Kate’s words were sinking in.

Competitive until the end, Kate knew she shouldn’t have expected anything less from Mia. Even if Mia knew Kate was right, she’d never admit it. It wasn’t in Mia’s personality to back down. Wait a minute… That was it!

“You know what?” Kate began with renewed vigor, “Rather than slapping the sh*t out of you right here and now, how about we settle this our way? Tomorrow morning.”

“Ha! Is that a challenge?” Mia tilted her head regaining her composure. Her facial expression reflected her smug curiosity.

“You bet your ass.” Kate yelled, as Mia spied the inklings of a double chin jiggle a bit under her opponent’s face.

Mia was irritated Kate hadn’t completely crumbled at her feet. The girl’s cheeks appeared red from embarrassment and her body appeared inflated like never before, yet still she didn’t beg for Mia’s forgiveness. The blonde’s body had blown up in every direction and yet she still resisted with hurtful lies about Trent. Maybe Kate didn’t truly realize just how far she’d fallen down the social ladder. Maybe she didn’t yet realize her place in the pecking order as nature intended. Maybe she needed a more forceful reminder of just how inferior she truly was.

Not letting up, Kate interrupted Mia’s train of thought by loudly proclaiming, “If I win you can’t have sex with Trent again until summer break. See how long your relationship lasts then!”

This was a serious stake for the bet, even though Mia was confident that Kate could never beat her at anything, she still had to negotiate such a ridiculous demand, “Winter break.”

“Spring break.” Kate compromised.

“Deal! Even if I lost to you by some stretch of the imagination! Trent and I don’t need sex to enjoy our time together.” Mia justified, as she decided to claim her own ridiculous stakes, “*Ahem* When I win, I’m officially the boss of who is allowed in this house, at all times! You’ll have to beg for my permission to have anyone over! And I’m allowed to change my mind. If I say you and Jay have to leave. You get the f*ck out, no questions asked.”

“Deal.” Kate agreed without blinking an eye.

“Haha! Game on porky! You must be crazy if you think an out of shape ditz like you can beat me at anything.” Mia laughed unable to believe Kate’s misplaced confidence, “We’ll do a race at the track.”

“No. Track was your sport. I’m only gonna do this if I have a fair chance.” Kate declared, “If you’re so much better than me at everything, how about we settle this with a game of tennis?”

“I haven’t played any tennis since the summer.” Mia admitted, while she wondered how much of a threat Kate would be in her preferred sport.

They both had experience playing tennis. Kate played in high school but stopped when she’d gotten into college. Mia had played at the local country club every summer since she was in middle school, but she’d certainly never been on a team. Reflecting, Mia knew she’d lost more than a few tennis related challenges to Kate freshman year. Back then Kate had clearly had the edge in experience and conditioning, but Mia figured she didn’t have those advantages anymore. Still though, it was an unnecessary risk to bet the whole challenge on her tennis skills. Changing her tone, Mia proposed, “How about we make a day of it? A comprehensive competition. A three-part challenge. Best two out of three. We’ll have a race, we’ll play a game of tennis, and, if I somehow don’t win both of those events, we’ll settle the score with something else. So, what do you say? You in?”
 

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“I’m in, but we are not running a freaking 5k.” Kate refused remembering how much of a mismatch their first race of the semester had been.

“No, we’ll do something short to get the blood flowing. How about a mile around the track?” Mia suggested, knowing Kate would not stand a chance of beating her in anything long distance.

“How many laps is that?” Kate wanted to clarify before protesting.

“Four.” Mia sighed. How the heck did she not know that?

“Four laps! No way! Let’s do a sprint.” Kate shook her head. The shorter the distance the better chance she had of beating Mia before she really got going. Offering her counterpoint, Kate proposed, “Let’s do a 100-meter dash.”

“Fine. The length of the race doesn’t matter, I’ll still win.” Mia shrugged. She was confident her cardio was far superior to Kate’s.

“How many sets of tennis? Best of five?” Kate hoped. The more sets they played, the more likely Kate’s superior technique and experience would rise to the surface. Mia could get lucky and win a tough rally, but not a prolonged war of a game.

“Sure.” Mia conceded, as she felt her stomach growl. Five sets were a lot. She figured Kate would be dangerous in the first two sets, but, after that, all that extra weight she was carrying would probably slow her down, costing her any chance of a victory.

“And what about the tie breaker event?” Kate wondered. She felt confident she had a fighting chance to beat Mia in the sprint, especially if Mia got off to a slow start as she often did in their longer races. She felt even more confident that she’d dominate Mia in tennis. Still though, the last event of their grand challenge had to be something she could fairly win.

“Hmm, how about…” Mia paused, as her aching stomach actually spoke for her, “An ice cream eating contest?”

“A what?” Kate burst in confusion. Did she hear that correctly?

Mia blushed a little bit, she had no idea why she’d said that. She was actually craving ice cream, so maybe that was why. However, fumbling to come up with a response, Mia just said meanly, “Well, I want to give a fatty like you a chance to win something.”

“Oh, shut up I’m not fat! But if you wanna lose an eating contest, that’s fine by me.” Kate growled, as she decided not to look a gift horse in the mouth. She’d just eaten a full pizza by herself. Mia could never compete with that.

“Shame we’ll never get to the eating contest. You’ve got zero chance of beating me on the track and only a slim chance of getting lucky at tennis.” Mia informed her disrespectfully.

“Are you kidding? I’m way better than you at tennis! Remember all the times we played freshman year?” Kate gawked at Mia’s overconfidence.

“Maybe you had an edge in tennis before you inflated like a balloon this semester, but not anymore.” Mia smugly stated, as she gave a defining poke to Kate’s soft middle as if to underline her point.

“I guess we’ll find out tomorrow.” Kate huffed, as she swatted Mia’s hand away from her stomach.

“I guess we will.” Mia brazenly said, while she broke eye contact with her rival and turned around to gather her things.

Bending over to pick up her robe, Mia could hardly contain herself, this contest was fool proof. Not only would she nab an easy victory and claim total control over the house. Mia would make Kate see just how severely out of shape she’d become. This wouldn’t be a challenge; it would be a massacre! Mia had no idea what Kate was thinking.

If she had the power to read minds, she’d know that Kate was currently studying the fleshy cheeks of Mia’s butt, while she stood bent over picking up her robe, bandeau and beachball. In Kate’s head, her thoughts centered around a simple realization. Something she’d failed to notice earlier during the heat of Mia’s revelation.

Mia was wearing a lingerie set that Kate had replaced during a laundry session nearly a week ago.

The panties Kate was staring at right now were two sizes larger than the ones she’d replaced. And they appeared to fit Mia’s fleshy buttocks perfectly. Maybe Mia hadn’t grown a shameful belly, but she had grown somewhere. Thanks to the accumulated volume in the upper portion of her butt cheeks, Mia’s whole hindquarters looked much more swollen than usual.

The brat’s coveted bubble butt had inflated behind her back! Come to think of it, Mia’s thighs and hips appeared a little fuller and softer too. Mia body wasn’t a top-heavy hourglass like Kate’s, she was bottom-heavy pear! Mia clearly hadn’t gained as much poundage as Kate had, but maybe Mia had more of a reason to worry than she currently realized. The way Kate saw things, Mia could be in for a rude awakening tomorrow morning.
 

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The time for talk was over. The sun was shining overhead, yet only damp track turf lay underfoot. A stubborn breeze migrated peacefully across the university’s stadium until it reached the determined faces of Mia and Kate. Their chosen battleground remained completely waterlogged from yesterday’s stormy weather. The 100-yard expanse of faded red track before them appeared completely dotted with pesky puddles.

These were hardly ideal conditions for a sprinting competition, but neither girl would voice a protest. Each of them in their own way, had found their way to the starting line to prove something. To turn away now would feel tantamount to admitting defeat. And neither girl could live with that. So, the they merely waited, in a palpable silence, for the wind to die down. For once it did…

“On your mark…” Mia growled taking the lull in the breeze as the cue to finally get this forgone contest underway.

She allowed her vision to narrow on the finish line. Bending her knees, she planted her right foot behind her, and then lowered herself into her racing position. Mia recognized with annoyance that the abrupt motion had cause her underwear to bunch up. With her right hand she quickly attempted to tug her tight short shorts downward to alleviate the wedgie they were giving her. These were the same shorts she’d worn during the first challenge of the year and now they uncomfortably clung to Mia’s hefty rear. In the moment, she blamed her discomfort on Kate probably shrinking them in them in the wash.

“Get set…” Kate echoed reading herself.

The blonde had already had to squeeze her fleshy boobs into two sports bras to ensure her bust wouldn’t flop around uncontrollably and spoil her chances of winning the race, but, deciding more support wouldn’t hurt, she zipped up the top of her brown sweat jacket for good measure. Her sweat suit felt uncomfortably tight despite how stretchy it was supposed to be. While the outfit felt the tightest around her chest, she couldn’t deny that it was also dangerously unequipped to comfortably contain her bloated gut, and softened butt.

It had taken some time for the truth of Mia’s revelation to really set in, but now Kate had to face the facts. She’d let herself go something fierce this semester. She wasn’t exactly sure how much she’d gained, but she knew it was a lot. She looked like she’d gotten bigger everywhere, her face, her legs, her arms, her coveted hourglass shape had overflown in every direction. She’d clearly gained much more than Mia had. And what made it worse was that there was nothing she could do about it now.

Returning her attention to the task at hand, Kate put her self-pity behind her. Feeling bad about herself wasn’t going to help her win. Clearing her head, the busty blonde took a wider stance than Mia, leaning her weight more onto her back foot so she could spring full throttle into motion once Mia yelled…

“Go!!” Mia shouted, as both girls simultaneously sprang into action.

Off the starting line, Kate pulled ahead. Her smart posture allowed her to leverage more of her bodyweight into her first few strides. Even though she was the heavier competitor, she’d accelerated faster!

It was impossible for Mia not to notice, with serious alarm, how the pudgy blonde had managed to edge a small lead over her off the start. Mia’s strides were too small. Her leg turnover too slow. She felt a sense of panic stirring within her. It was like the starch was missing from her step!

As the race progressed millisecond by millisecond, excuses echoed throughout Mia’s mind as to why her legs suddenly felt so heavy. Had she taken her warmup across campus too fast? Perhaps this strange soreness was a product of her frequent gym visits this week? She’d worked very hard on the treadmill, maybe that was why her thighs felt like they were on fire?

Three more steps, and Kate pulled farther in front of her. Mia could see the blonde’s pudgy legs distinctly jiggle with each step, yet she couldn’t close the distance! This was a problem! Mia felt like she had nothing in the gas tank! All she’d eaten for dinner last night had been a large piece of chocolate cake. She hadn’t even eaten breakfast today. The morning had been far too emotionally draining for that.

With her next few forward bounds, Mia recalled the text she’d awoken to from Kate. A screenshot of her boyfriend’s cell phone, and a list of rules governing sorority bingo. Just under the screenshot was a promise from Kate that Trent, in fact, owned a bingo board.

Hustling to keep pace with her overweight rival as the sprint continued, Mia remembered the callous move. Kate had tried to dishearten her and weaken her resolve. Mia knew it was bullsh*t, but she just had to know for sure. She’d foolishly taken the bait.

Striking a puddle with her next step and sending a splash of cold liquid up her whole left leg, Mia winced as she remembered the walk back to Trent’s apartment earlier this morning. She’d lied and told him that she’d left her notebook in his room.

Kate was approaching the halfway mark, and she still had a lead! The blonde had stopped accelerating and was now moving at peak speed! Try as Mia might to move her legs faster, for some reason, the energy just wasn’t there. Something was holding her back. She thought back to when Trent had gone to his bathroom and given her a minute alone in his room. She didn’t know where to start so she searched everywhere. It wasn’t long until she looked under his bed and noticed a stray pair of her panties. Squeezing under to retrieve them, Mia stumbled upon a more concerning discovery.

Kate hadn’t been lying after all…
 

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Trent did possess a sorority bingo board! It was empty, but her panties had been right on top of it. For a moment, Mia had been relieved. Clearly Trent had gotten the thing earlier in the semester before they’d started dating. He’d never asked her to sign it, so he couldn’t be playing. But then Mia thought back to the rules Kate had sent to her and with horror, she remembered rule 3.

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Rule 3: Sleeping with a girl from the sorority written in a space and getting the girl’s signature and phone number written inside the space is what it takes to fill a space. If you cannot get that, you must still be able to prove that you had an intimate night together for the space to count. Be creative.
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Be creative…

Was hording her panties supposed to be f*cking creative??? Maybe her body felt so drained because she’d just learned that all of Kate’s hurtful words about Trent actually could have been true! Ugh!! And she’d had sex with him last night on and off for nearly two hours!!

In fact, maybe the sex had exhausted her…

No! It was the betrayal! It had to be the betrayal! Mia was feeling the betrayal weighing in her heart and on her burning thighs. She even felt it every time she sensed her butt jiggle in response to a forceful step forward!

Ugh! She’d been so furious she hadn’t even said goodbye to Trent. She’d just ran straight from his apartment to the track across campus as fast as she could. Dozens of sleepy college students on their way to a late breakfast had stared in awe and jealously as the sorority queen charged past the sophomore and freshman dorms in nothing but a sports bra and a pair of tight blue short shorts.

Where was that furious energy now when she needed it? Instead she was being treated to Kate’s enlarged heart-shaped butt bouncing its way to victory ahead of her. Stupid Kate! There had to be a logical explanation for Trent having that stuff under his bed. Maybe Kate’s new boyfriend had planted it there for her! Yeah! Kate could have stolen one of her pairs of panties when she was doing her laundry! Yeah! It was all a trick! Just like she’d tried to trick Mia into gaining weight! Well that plan backfired bigtime and this one would too!

Invigorated with a righteous fury, Mia’s stride narrowed, and her pace quickened. Her thighs burned both from the lactic acid buildup and the amount they were starting to chafe, but Mia used that pain as her new source of fuel. Over the next few meters, Kate’s formerly forceful pace showed signs of fatigue. Mia took her eyes off the rapidly approaching finish line and zeroed in on Kate’s chunky legs struggling to maintain their dangerous speed.

With a forceful concerted effort, Mia closed the gap! She registered in slow motion, Kate’s look of surprise as she passed her. The corpulent oaf looked horrified. Mia recognized Kate’s extreme struggle to keep pace and then buried the overweight busty blonde in her dust!

With jubilation, Mia crossed the finish line in first! In her joy, she took her time in letting her pace naturally slow down. Catching her breath and feeling the burn in her lungs, Mia turned around to see how her pudgy rival was faring. To her delight, Kate had collapsed just feet after the finish line. She was on her knees. It was a fitting place to beg for mercy.

“I think I pulled something!” Kate called to Mia before doubling over onto her back. Mia watched with pleasure as she wheezed in and out to catch her breath. Kate looked completely drained of energy. Her big stomach rose and fell every time she took in and let out a large amount of air.

“Excuses, excuses!” Mia exclaimed between attempts to catch her own belabored breath. In truth, Mia had crossed the finish line far more fatigued than she’d expected. Why had her legs felt so heavy? Had not eating breakfast really robbed her of that much energy? Whatever the cause may have been, she still was fairing far better than Kate, who looked like death.

“I’m not making excuses!” Kate protested, as she lay sprawled out in every direction. Her brown sweat suit appeared so stretched and strained containing her chunky body that it looked like it might just rip any minute now. This was a treat. It was evident looking at Kate now, all of her athletic features were long gone. She’d turned into a roly-poly pudge ball, exhausted and gasping for air.

Approaching her defeated rival and noting the way Kate’s pudgy lower belly roll poked out from the bottom of her tight brown sweat jacket, Mia couldn’t resist cruelly noting, “Hey isn’t that the same outfit you wore yesterday?”

“This sweat suit is all that fits me right now…” Kate sighed with some lingering regret on her face, but in a resigned acceptance. Mia had won this battle, but she hadn’t won the war just yet!

“Hahaha! I told you that you got fat!” Mia giggled uncontrollably, as her hands fixed a wedgie the race had given her, “You should have seen the look on your face when I passed you! Did you really think I’d let you win?”

“Just shut up…” Kate growled. She was too tired to act on how much Mia was irritating her. Besides, she had other concerns. Looking at Mia, Kate asked, “Can you help me? My leg hurts.”

“Where does it hurt?” Mia sighed impatiently.

Grunting as she rolled over, Kate managed to point her finger against the back of her right thigh, before saying, “Right here.”

“That’s your HAMstring.” Mia mentioned snidely, while her eyes lingered on Kate’s enlarged butt. Kate’s breasts were so attention grabbing that Mia hadn’t paid the blonde’s caboose that much attention until now. It was almost unrecognizable compared to what it had looked like at the beginning of the semester. It looked bigger everywhere. It’s heart-shape looked full to bursting in those tight brown sweatpants.
 

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“Can you not insult me when I’m in pain.” Kate complained, as she rolled back around.

“I’m not calling you a pig, that’s honestly what it’s called.” Mia assured her, although Kate still looked skeptical.

“Why does it hurt so much?” Kate complained, as she eyed Mia’s trim waist with a certain jealousy.

“Did you stretch?” Mia judgingly questioned, while she put her hands on her hips like a disinterested parent.

“Yeah!” Kate responded quickly. She didn’t appreciate the superior tone Mia was taking with her.

“Did you stretch your HAMstring?” Mia teased, as she tauntingly slapped the back of her thigh. The noise produced quite a loud slap. Even Mia seemed a little surprised by how much thump her thigh had produced.

“I guess not…” Kate admitted, while she rolled her eyes. This was the fate she’d have to endure if she failed in the next two challenges. A sour feeling began to burn in her stomach. Kate relaxed on the ground, defeated, as she tried to banish the ache in her tummy.

“Then that’s why piggy!” Mia meanly joked, as she approached Kate, offered her an unexpected hand, and explained, “Stand up. Walk around. The movement will help.”

Biting her tongue, Kate grabbed Mia’s hand and allowed her to help her up. Mia grunted a bit exaggeratedly during the process to shame Kate even more, but Kate didn’t acknowledge it. She had more pressing issues to worry about. After taking a few steps to each side, she complained, “It still hurts.”

“But you’re walking fine. You just need to stretch.” Mia rationalized, as she impatiently started tapping her foot, “Now hurry, up I wanna play tennis before I cool down.”

Kate didn’t enjoy feeling like Mia was rushing her. Demanding with some force, Kate growled, “I need a break.”

“No. Stretch and then let’s finish this.” Mia disagreed. Unlike Kate who was wearing a long-sleeved sweat suit, Mia’s sports bra and short shorts combo hardly could protect her from the cool breeze that the day continued to produce. If she stood around doing nothing for ten minutes while Kate stretched, she’d be cold for tennis.

“I’m serious.” Kate firmly stood her ground.

In response to Kate’s defiance, Mia wanted to remind her how their little challenges worked and who was in charge, but a sudden and uncomfortable rumble from her tummy dissuaded her.

“Fine.” Mia relented, as she felt her stomach churning for nourishment. Not having breakfast before these physical competitions was clearly a mistake on her part. She needed food before playing tennis, and Kate needed a break to stretch her leg. Maybe they could agree to a mutually beneficial change of plans. Striking a bargaining tone, Mia asked, “If you want a break so bad, how about we head home do our ice cream eating contest next instead?”

“Ice cream before tennis? That’s a bad idea.” Kate commented, as she wondered if such an ordering of events could play to her advantage.

Kate certainly thought she held an edge in both tennis and eating. The only thing was that Kate wasn’t feeling all that hungry at the moment. She’d eaten the largest dinner of her life yesterday, and she’d felt so bloated this morning that the only breakfast she’d allowed herself to consume was a paltry banana that still made her feel like she was going to explode after eating it. She was kind of hoping on winning tennis before the ice cream contest so she could work up her appetite.

“Whatever, you want a break and I didn’t eat breakfast. We’ll kill two birds with one stone. Well actually… I guess three birds with one stone.” Mia corrected herself, while she remained determined to convince Kate.

Trying to follow along, but uncertain of what Mia was saying, Kate inquired, “What’s the third bird?”

“Well when I win the eating contest, we won’t even have to play tennis so your leg hurting would really be a moot point.” Mia rationalized in a totally serious manner.

There it was! That stupid smug confidence that drove Kate crazy! Mia thought she was so f*cking superior, didn’t she?? Kate couldn’t believe this snooty brat’s audacity.

If Mia had succeeded in one thing all semester, it had been in insuring that Kate had become a master at overeating. If Mia thought she’d have the edge in eating, she’d be in for a rude surprise! Kate didn’t want the title of being the heavier girl, but she currently was, so she’d use it as an advantage if she could. There was simply no way someone with Mia’s slim stomach, could compete with someone with a belly Kate’s size. It was just science. Even if Kate knew she wasn’t feeling that hungry, it didn’t matter. She could force the ice cream down just like she’d forced Mia’s dinner down last night. Lacking a better retort, Kate spat, “You’re a moot point. You’re on!”

“Ha! You sound just like my sister.” Mia laughed at Kate’s childish response.

“Do you torture her as much as you torture me?” Kate wondered, while she hardened her resolve.

“Of course not. She doesn’t deserve it. You do.” Mia emphasized with a firm poke to Kate’s soft gut. It didn’t feel as firm and full as it had last night, but it was still far too large for a young lady without a medical condition. Trying to sound as mean as possible Mia informed her corpulent competitor, “I’m jogging home. Try and hurry up. I don’t have all day to wait around for you tubby.”
 

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Kate could hardly believe the nerve of that girl, as she watched Mia jog off and into the distance. Moving carefully so as not to aggravate her leg, Kate worried about her chances. Sure, she figured beating Mia in an ice cream eating contest wouldn’t be too hard, but her hampered hamstring gave her worries for tennis. If she couldn’t move as freely as possible, it was more than likely that Mia could dominate her.

As she slowly made her way toward the house, Kate took a few breaks to try and stretch. She wanted to buy time both for her leg to heal and for her hunger to grow. However, by the time she arrived home, both problems remained at the forefront of Kate’s mind.

Walking inside, Kate could see that Mia had thrown all of the ice cream they’d stored in the freezer onto the kitchen table so it could thaw. When the bottom-heavy diva joined her by the table, Kate suggested that they could use the microwave to more quickly thaw the frozen treats, but Mia stood firm and accused her idea of being barbaric.

Fed up with Mia’s antics, Kate decided not to argue. She could use the extra time to stretch and so she did. Kate even grabbed a heat pad to help sooth her tight hamstring. After about ten minutes, the mood of the room suddenly changed.

Both girls realized that the time for their second challenge was finally upon them. Kate’s leg was feeling much better and, according to Mia, the ice cream had thawed to perfection. Kate still wasn’t feeling very hungry, but she put her faith in the superior size of her chunky gut.

Sitting across from one another, eight Ben & Jerry ice cream pints stood between the fierce rivals. Kate’s first choice in flavor was chocolate chip cookie dough, Mia’s was strawberry cheesecake. The two of them agreed to time their contest with Mia’s phone. After some bickering, they settled on 10 minutes as the amount of time they’d shed all social graces and eat like they’d never eaten before. They readied their shiny spoons, licked their lips, and traded one last combative stare down before Mia moved to begin the countdown for the timer.

Five seconds seemed far longer than necessary, but Mia clicked for it to start, nonetheless. Once the time slowly ticked down and the phone beeped, both girls dug into their icy treats with equal fury!

Kate could see in her peripheral vision that the scoops Mia was forcing into her mouth were rather large. It took time to swallow that much cold ice cream, time that Kate used to take smaller, more frequent scoops of her own ice cream. Unlike the last contest, this was a marathon not a sprint. Nobody could eat as fast as possible for 10 minutes, fatigue would be a factor here, so Kate paced herself.

Bite after bite, and gulp after gulp, both girls continued to gorge themselves in the same fashion for almost two minutes straight. Mia was slowing down in terms of the number of scoops she was taking into her mouth, but it appeared she’d doubled down on her strategy because she was taking larger and larger amounts of ice cream into her mouth with each bite. Kate almost found Mia’s antics laughable until Mia threw her empty pint to the side and grabbed the nearby pint of chubby hubby! Kate had wanted to take that flavor next!

Astonished at the progress Mia was making, Kate forced herself to eat with more gusto and finished her first pint of ice cream as well. Kate reached for the nearest pint without regard for the flavor to save time. Her first bite of the mystery flavor rewarded her with a refreshing chocolate fudge brownie taste. This was one of her favorites! Humming with approval, Kate continued small bite after small bite. She wanted to hazard a look at Mia’s progress, but she knew she couldn’t risk wasting the time. She’d check on Mia’s progress after this next pint was fully inside her rapidly filling belly.

As Kate slowly gave into her inner glutton and began to enjoy the unorthodox amount of food she was selfishly consuming, breathing became a labored task. Her inflating gut and large bust were threatening to burst the fabric of her sweat jacket! The double sports bra and tightly zipped sweat jacket combo had been perfect for ensuring her big tits didn’t harm her chances in the sprint, but now the constrictive upper wear was constricting the size of the breaths she could take between bites. With every subsequent gulp of ice cream, Kate felt like she was slowly drowning, and her pace was slowing down as a result!

Wasting precious seconds that she could have spent stuffing her face with ice cream, Kate grabbed the zipper of her tight brown sweat jacket and tugged it all the way down! Freeing herself of the constrictive clothing did help improve Kate’s breathing, but it also had an embarrassing consequence. Immediately feeling ashamed, Kate could sense the tight skin of her belly completely exposed to the cool air in the kitchen. Her tank top didn’t fit! It couldn’t even cover her expanding stomach! Her belly and love handles were embarrassingly hanging out over the strained waistband of her sweatpants! She was getting so bloated her belly was practically beginning to spill out onto her lap!

As humiliating a realization as her expansion was, Kate swallowed her shattered pride along with ever increasing amounts of ice cream to keep herself in the fight!

Six minutes down and Kate had finally worked her way through the last of her second pint. Tossing the empty container to the side, Kate recognized, with dread, that Mia was already onto her third pint! Impossible! How could such a skinny girl eat so freaking much?? It wasn’t fair!!

Kate’s own stomach hurt from the sheer volume of ice cream she’d forced into herself so fast. She was not feeling like she was nearing a brain freeze, but her belly felt like it couldn’t take the pressure anymore. The logical part of Kate’s brain wanted to admit defeat and spare herself the damage she would do to her softened and overfed figure by continuing. Her skin felt like it was mere moments away from bursting, how much more food could she take before her belly button was forced to pop from an innie to an outie??

In despair, Kate thought back to her ruined night. Both her and Jay had wanted to take their relationship to the next level, but they’d grown too full and sleepy to make good on their desires. Plus, the dark-haired b*tch sitting across from her gobbling down ice cream like it was her job had stolen all of the condoms. Even if her and Jay had felt up for it, they wouldn’t have been able to do it thanks to her.

Kate knew that if she couldn’t find the strength to shove aside the growing discomfort in her belly and eat with renewed vigor, Mia would win this challenge and seal her fate for the year. Mia would never let Kate enjoy her life if she lost right now. She couldn’t stop eating! She wouldn’t stop eating!! Not as long as Mia reigned supreme!
 

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Volume 1: Chapter 20- Let the Games Begin

Wasting a moment to grab a flavor that would hold her interest, Kate selected Vanilla Caramel fudge for her third pint. Before beginning, Kate noticed Mia was working on downing a pint of chunky monkey. What luck! That was likely a huge mistake! While the banana ice cream was yummy to the extreme, it contained huge fudge chunks and walnuts that Mia couldn’t just swallow without risking choking. She’d have to chew them. Chewing mean time, and that time would be all Kate needed to catch up and finally beat miss perfect at something for the first time in over a year!

Pushing her steady pace to the next level, Kate didn’t care that her stomach had reached its limit so soon. The pain in her gut became the fuel she used to push herself past her limits! While, Mia struggled to consume her newest pint with the same fury that she’d attacked the first two with, Kate got busy gulping down vast swaths of fattening dairy goodness. The caramel taste offered enough of a contrast to the ice cream that Kate could push past the fatigue her taste buds were experiencing after consuming so much of the same sugary thing.

As the last minute of the contest began ticking down, Kate was briefly paused by a disorienting sound.

*Bbbuuuuurrrrrppp!!!!*

The deepest, manliest belch she’d ever heard had just came out of Mia’s snobby mouth! She had ice cream sloppily smeared all over her lips, but the expression on Mia’s face was one of pained relief. Was her stomach fighting indigestion? Or maybe she’d gotten a brain freeze? It didn’t matter, she’d stopped eating!

Kate drastically hurried to scrape what remained in her pint into her mouth before eagerly swallowing it all before time ran out!

Having finished three full pints of ice cream, Kate had ensured she was a narrow winner over Mia’s equally impressive two and three-quarter pints consumed. But had this been a pyrrhic victory? Kate’s gut felt no less than ten times heavier now that all that fattening ice cream was sitting safely in her belly. Three more gulps of ice cream and she just might have ruptured her stomach.

“Ughhh! Oh f*ck…” Mia moaned with a pained look on her face. She was leaning back in her chair clutching her now visibly swollen midsection. Kate tried to sit more upright so she could get a better look at miss perfect’s fabulous food-baby. Mia’s stomach looked taut to the naked eye, completely stuffed to its limited capacity. The newly rounded shape of her center had descended as far as it could to carry all the ice cream had forced down her throat, but it hadn’t been enough to out eat Kate. Noticing Kate’s stare, Mia demanded weakly, “Get me some *uuurp!!* tums… I can’t move…”

“Just give me a second… I’ll get them…” Kate agreed, as she wondered just how impaired her own mobility would be from the enormous ice cream binge she’d just endured. Her own belly appeared far larger than Mia’s even though they’d just eaten roughly the same amount. Kate didn’t think that was fair at all, but her body was still struggling to process all the food she’d gorged herself on from dinner yesterday. Even though her body had much more capacity to fill itself with ice cream, a lot of that space had ready been in use before they’d even started.

“I don’t think I’ve *bbuuurrpppp!* eaten this much ice cream in one sitting since my last breakup…” Mia frankly admitted looking completely zoned out and exhausted. She was clearly feeling so pained she couldn’t even complain about her close loss.

Kate would have rubbed in her victory, but she was probably feeling even more pain in her gut than Mia was. Although, Kate was surprised by how much the diva was burping, she was normally never this gassy. Was Mia lactose intolerant? Did this b*tch actually have a human weakness?

Trying to keep her possibly significant observation to herself, Kate played along with Mia’s wistful tone, “Tony?”

“Yup…” Mia mused, as the memories played in the background of her mind… At least until Kate finally managed to lumber to her feet and start walking past Mia. All at once, Mia saw the true extent of Kate’s pure beefiness. Exclaiming in laughable surprise, Mia chuckled, “Haha! Woah, you’re so swollen! I didn’t think you’d blow up so much!”

“Oh shut up! Check out the big ol’ belly you’re sporting!” Kate smiled in triumph with chocolate dripping down her softened face, as she leaned over and prodded Mia’s vulnerable looking food-baby.

“Don’t touch it! Do you want me to throw up!?” Mia pouted, as a quick flash of worry went through her head.

Why didn’t she save the eating contest until the end?? Could she even play tennis on a full tummy like this? Ugh… She wanted a nap not a tennis match…

Luckily for Mia, the feeling was mutual with her competitor. The girl’s decided on a half-hour break so they’d have some time to digest. Mia chose to lumber over to the sofa and nap during her free time, and Kate chose to walk around the house and continue to stretch her legs.

After the brief intermission from combative activities had ended, the girl’s grabbed their rackets and set out to the university’s tennis courts. Half an hour had done enough to allow the girls to walk relatively freely, but both worried about how playing a competitive game would feel with their full stomachs.

It was clear by now that the day’s events had taken a toll on both combatants. The aftermath of the ice cream contest had Kate’s belly feeling heavy and stretched. Mia’s starter-gut felt equally cumbersome. The sprint earlier in the morning had left Kate the worse for wear because her hamstring still didn’t feel quite up to 100%; however, Mia was not unscathed from the contest of speed. She felt a surprising amount of soreness on the insides of her thighs, and her legs still felt heavy. To make matters worse, she was feeling a little sleepy from her recent food-induced nap.

While Mia let out more than a few burps and yawns on the way to the tennis courts, Kate’s mind was on the fact that she’d been unable to get her sweat jacket to zip back up after the ice cream eating contest. She’d been forced to leave the house in nothing but her tight brown sweatpants and a tank top which couldn’t fit her enlarged chest and painfully swollen belly. She prayed nobody would be at the tennis courts and her prayers were answered once they got there.

The place was deserted, while the two combatants took their positions. The sun was equally flying overhead, so there was no advantage to be had by claiming either side of the court. Like the track, the court was a little damp, but neither side was particularly worse than the other. Slipping might be an issue during this game, but it would be an issue that both girls would have to account for on their own.

After a surprisingly quick discussion about who would serve first, Kate held the tennis ball and readied herself for a clandestine serve. For some reason Mia hadn’t wanted to serve first at all. She’d given Kate exactly what she’d wanted. That was a first. Kate didn’t know her strategy, but it didn’t matter. She intended to blow Mia out of the water from the first serve.

While Kate bounced the tennis ball on the ground a few times and tossed it in the air a few more times for good measure. It must have looked to anyone passing by that a professionally fluffy couch potato had challenged a former college tennis player, in the early stages of pregnancy, to a deathmatch. No more words were traded, no more teasing insults exchanged. They each knew winning three of five sets were necessary to achieve victory.

Changing her rhythm from slow to fast, Kate caught Mia off guard with the speed and power of her first strike.

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Volume 1: Chapter 21- Beneath the Beauty

Breathing deeply to try and calm herself, Mia took a moment to take stock of the worsening situation unfolding around her. The tennis match, or mismatch, was not going well for her. Trying to quell her frustration and remove another wedgie from her shorts, Mia thought back on what had went wrong for her over the last two sets of tennis.

Kate was absolutely on fire. Ever since her first serve the plump blonde had owned the court like some kind of tennis goddess. Mia hadn’t even scored a single point during the first set, although her pride held onto the fact that she’d made Kate work very hard to earn the winning point.

Mia recognized her poor performance was likely due to a couple of distinct problems conspiring to hinder her strengths. For starters, perhaps because of her inexperience, Mia hadn’t known that it would be so much harder to return a ball on such a wet court. Not only was the ball bouncing strangely lower than usual, it also seemed weighed down by the accumulation of water droplets around its periphery. What this essentially meant was that whoever controlled the serve had a tremendous advantage. And Mia had given Kate the first serve, like an overconfident idiot, because she thought it wouldn’t matter.

Additionally, the second major problem hurting Mia’s performance was her bloated stomach. All that ice cream sloshing around in her tightly packed gut was far from comfortable and it certainly cost Mia the advantage she’d expected to have in agility. Instead, both of the competitive coeds were playing like out of shape newbies, huffing and puffing around the court unable to play to their full potential. In particular, changing directions proved to be highly problematic with a bloated tummy. Not only did it disrupt Mia’s natural center of balance, the quick movements were causing her to develop a distracting stomachache.

To Mia’s further frustration, it appeared that Kate was managing to use the adverse conditions to her advantage. The top-heavy blonde was ruthlessly leveraging her extra weight into her serves. In fact, Mia thought all of Kate’s winning swings appeared to be far more powerful than normal. At the very least, they were far stronger than what Mia could muster in return. Once again, Mia found herself outmatched by someone she considered physically inferior to her, and she didn’t like it one bit.

Over the long course of the second set, the two encumbered competitors had traded some rather long and drawn out rallies before Kate ultimately prevailed. It was hard for Mia to compensate for the vast difference in striking power. However, unlike the first match, Mia was at least able to score some points. Starting with the serve helped, but it wasn’t enough. Kate had still gotten the better of her.

What made it worse was that Mia felt like she wasn’t getting out played by Kate, at least not anymore. When Mia would score, it was usually the result of her outlasting the pudgy blonde in a long rally. Yet, Kate’s power proved to be the great equalizer. Even if Mia outworked Kate in every single engagement, the blonde would routinely get lucky with a hard swing from out of nowhere.

Unless… Unless it wasn’t luck. Was this Kate’s strategy? Volleying the ball back and forth, making it easy for Mia to return, and then turning the power on at the last second to throw her off? Was Kate just toying with her??

Deciding to test her theory at the beginning of the third set, Mia was more careful in her observations. She stopped messing with her wedgie and got down to business. Kate was breathing a little heavy, but so was Mia, she’d had to use far more effort to keep up with Kate’s skill up to this point. Over the course of the next rally, Mia recognized the moment Kate planted her feet before the big scoring swing.

Sure, Kate earned the first point, but now Mia had a strategy. When she saw Kate plant her feet like that, she’d move to the other side of the court like her life depended on it. She would not let Kate score like that again. The pudgy blonde had to be tired, if Mia could win this set and make Kate work harder, the pudgy blonde’s fatigue could give Mia the momentum she needed to turn this game around!

After a few volleys that seemed to drag on without an end, Mia noticed her shift in strategy bearing fruit. Kate was finally being forced onto the backfoot and she seemed to be breathing heavier. As they battled it out, Mia felt sweat collecting on her sports bra. In between points she spotted, a bit smugly, that Kate’s sweaty cleavage had soaked the front of her white tank top. Those huge flopping tits Kate had to lug around with every swing had to be a nuisance. Although, the look of Kate’s gorged belly was probably a bigger concern for her rival at this point.

As Mia tied up the third set 30 apiece, Kate took notice of the big change in Mia’s play. It was like she was continuing to get faster and faster with each passing point! Kate wanted to end this contest already, but the momentum of the game had clearly shifted.

Mia’s technique was basic and predictable, but she had remarkably good fundamentals. Kate was getting irritated by how difficult it was to score on Mia. She couldn’t afford to keep dragging out this game. Not only had Kate’s forearms started to fatigue from how tightly she’d been gripping her tennis racket, her forward posture was starting to produce some pain in her upper back from having to hoist her large chest into position for every return swing.

Kate hated to admit it, but she was wearing down fast. She wanted to put Mia down in this set, but the longer it seemed to drag out, the more Kate could feel her performance deteriorate. Mia was making a lot less mistakes than she had early in their game. Kate knew she had to power on through, but deep down her reserves of energy were starting to dwindle.

It all came to ahead when Mia abruptly took back the lead and won the set after more than a few hard-fought rallies. The setback was crushing to Kate’s moral. She only had to win one more set to take this challenge over Mia, but she couldn’t help feeling like she’d just blown her best chance to win.

Continuing with the contest, Kate’s initial success seemed to mean little now, while the blonde slowed up, Mia demonstrated her ability to return every ball Kate desperately lobbed at her. Toward the end of the fourth set, Kate just couldn’t keep up anymore. Her hamstring was tightening up, her feet hurt, her ankles hurt, her knees hurt… She wasn’t used to playing tennis while feeling so heavy. Her body had put up a valiant effort, but now it was betraying her. What use was leveraging her excess bodyweight into swings if that very same surplus of flab hindered her ability to transverse the court in time to fend off Mia’s increasingly accurate counterattacks? This game was over.
 
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