The Cheater

Mia was not happy.  Positively livid might be a better word for it.  The night before, she got a sneaking suspicion that her boyfriend Travis was cheating on her.  In the dead of night, while he snored like an asshole, she snuck her way onto his phone.  She flipped around through his socials, looked through his images, and dug through his catalog of apps.  Finally, she stumbled on some private messages with a girl named Lucy.

LUCY:  Are you coming over again?

TRAVIS:  LOL of course.  What time?

LUCY:  I’m always done at the gym by 4, so give me like an hour to shower?

TRAVIS: Got it babe.  And you look mad hot in those pink workout shorts.  JUICY is right. ;)

LUCY:  They call me Juicy Lucy!

Juicy Lucy, what a stupid name.  Now here Mia was, outside of the school gym, obsessing over this Lucy.  She just had to see what the big deal was.  She had to see what Travis was cheating on her for.  Mia considered herself top tier in attractiveness.  She had tan skin, long brown hair, and a killer body with almost no body fat on it.  People called her Twiggy all the time, but they were just jealous; she had the body people talked about in magazines.

Camped out on a bench, looking as inconspicuous as possible, Mia pretended to flip through her phone, which was essentially what everyone else in the area was doing.  She blended in perfectly with the other college kids.  It was 3:40, so Lucy should be coming out at any moment.  She hadn’t really thought about the long term of what she was doing.  She was confident she would see Lucy, but what then?  Also, was she going to break up with Travis after this?  She clearly should, but she was running on pure emotion at this point in time and hadn’t given any thought to what to do with any of this information.

Her eyes were glued to the waists of everyone walking out of the doors.  Most people were wearing black.  Also most people were dudes.  The girls that walked out were usually thin, and they definitely didn’t say ‘Juicy’ on them.  Just then, a girl with pink shorts walked out of the doors.  She was incredibly thick, much thicker than any girl Mia had ever seen.  Her ass was fairly large, and her legs filled out the gym shorts to the extent that they looked like they were trying to explode out of them.  She was fairly pale, and wore a white tanktop that could barely contain two enormous tits, each almost as big as her head.  It would not be an exaggeration to say she probably weighed over 200 pounds, but damn she carried it in just the right places.  Her voluminous breasts jiggled as she left the gym.  She had long, curly blonde hair a face Mia would consider ugly.  It could have just been the rage talking though.

The girl cut off the sidewalk and into the grass, turning away from Mia, whose heart plummeted to the ground.  There, on her big fat ass, was the word ‘JUICY’.  The middle of the word was stuck between her plump butt cheeks, but there was no mistaking it; this was Travis’ girl from the private messages.  Not only was he cheating on her, but it was with this cow girl that couldn’t have been more polar opposite in terms of appearance.  Were her looks not what he was into anymore?  Did he have a thing for curvy girls all of a sudden?

Her rage kicked into overdrive and she lost control.  Her phone dropped from her hand and she took off towards Lucy, not caring any more about anything.  She just wanted to tear Lucy’s head off.  Running at full speed, she was now gaining on her.

“YOU BITCH!” she yelled, diving onto her back.  The intention was to take her to the ground and pound on her from behind, but what she didn’t realize was Lucy was not only a lot stockier than Mia, but taller as well.  Lucy was around 5 foot 8, whereas Mia was closer to 5 foot 2.  When Mia collided with Lucy, Lucy barely budged, and Mia latched onto her neck.  Lucy, now looking bewildered, looked like she was carrying Mia around like a backpack.  Mia’s spindly arms were wrapped around Lucy’s thick body.  Mia’s right arm was squeezing her neck, and her left arm was grabbing anything she could, and there was plenty to grab.

“Get off me!” Lucy yelled.  Both of her hands reached behind her head, grabbing Mia by her head.  In an impressive feat of strength, she was able to toss Mia over her head and onto the grass in front of her.  Students from all around were now gathering to see this catfight.  Mia hit the ground hard, the wind escaping her lungs.  Everything was spinning, but she jumped to her feet anyways, probably prematurely.  Lucy wasn’t ready either, clutching her neck and trying to figure out what was going on.  Mia charged forward as hard as she could, hoping to shove Lucy back, but again, it was to no avail.  Lucy had too much mass, and Mia’s outstretched arms were merely pushed aside and her face collided with Lucy’s massive breasts.  They were so soft, but so perky, Mia couldn’t believe it.  Her arms wrapped around Lucy’s waist and she struggled forward, but couldn’t make any headway.

Lucy was at a weird angle, but managed to slap Mia in the face.  To Lucy, it wasn’t a hard hit, but for Mia it was like being hit by a frying pan.  Her legs gave out and she dropped to her knees.  Her hands grabbed a hold of her tank top in an effort to climb back up.

“What the fuck are you doing?” Lucy yelled.

Still a bit dazed, Mia managed to eek out an answer.  “You’re sleeping with my boyfriend Travis, you fat bitch!”

Lucy chuckled.  “Oh, you must be Mia.  He said you were skinny, but I didn’t think you were this skinny!”  Mia continued trying to lift herself up by Lucy’s tank top, her hand getting stuck between the fabric and her bulging breast.  “Don’t tug too hard, you might pull out my boob!  I’m sure Travis would love to see that.”  She grabbed the skinny around her neck, turned a bit, and wrenched her into a headlock.  Mia’s face was now mashed into Lucy’s sideboob, her tit oozing over her tank top like a monster trying to escape captivity.  She tried prying herself free, but with Lucy’s size and Mia being weakened severely, there was nothing she could do.

“Ugh… let me go…” Mia cried, tears now falling down her cheek.  She tugged and pulled at Lucy’s beefy arm, but it was no use.  With one last jerk, Lucy’s right breast popped out of her top, flopping into Lucy’s face.

Lucy giggled again.  “How cute!  That’s your boyfriend’s favorite titty too!”  She heaved Mia’s lifeless body hard, flipping her onto the grass with a loud thud.  Mia was seeing stars.  Lucy pulled her left tit out and smashed down hard on Mia’s abdoment.  Now sitting on top of her defiantly, Lucy puffed out her chest and flexed her arms in a mocking show of strength.  Mia could only see the top of Lucy’s head since her big boobs were in the way.  “I think I’ll call him up tonight, I have some new moves I want to try on him.”  She laughed, making her large tits shake.

“Get off me!” Mia yelled, exasperated.

“Want to test something for me?” Lucy asked without expecting an answer.  She quickly got up, turned around, and before Mia could react, planted her big ass down Mia’s face.  Her nose went straight into Lucy’s smelly, sweaty buttcrack, protected only by the thin fabric that read JUICY.  She wiggled around, burying her deeper in and taking her for a ride.  Her skinny arms flailed helplessly on either side.  “I think I want him to lick my butthole tonight, do you think he’ll like it in there?”  She lifted her ass a little and looked down, but Mia’s face was now planted between her cheeks and went with her.  Everyone watching this cat fight started laughing.  Mia wanted to die, though it was certainly possible that might just happen with this fat bitch beating the shit out of her.  “Hmm, I’ll take your silence as… yes!”  She sat back down and continued bouncing, her huge tits flopping around.

Eventually she got up, peeling Mia off of her ass, who then dropped to the ground, dazed and broken.  Lucy straightened up a bit, putting her breasts back in her barely there top.  She dusted off her waist, then casually said “On second thought, Travis isn’t even that cute.  You can keep him.”  She walked away, leaving Mia miserable on the ground.  This may have been the worst day of her life.