Hey pussy. Angie knew she was there but didn’t look. Hey pussy. Yeah you the fucking scholar, come over here and eat me out. Oh yeah that’s right have your big-titted girlfriend do it. Angie stopped. It had been 5 weeks since her fight and her pussy was JUST starting to feel normal. Desi had abused and beaten her pussy making her bleed. Over the course of the last 2 weeks Desi had begun to stalk her. Angie had never been beaten as Desi had done to her. Normally her strength and ability to take punishment would win a fight for her. But… Desi had attacked her and forced her into the corner and began on her pussy and she felt incapable of fighting back. Then she bled and then Wendy appeared, stripped and did Desi. It had taken Angie 2 weeks to go back to work and then another week to actually go places. And then she noticed Desi hanging around. Wendy one Saturday night confronted Desi and point blank asked her why she was hanging around. I’m not done with 4 eyes. She escaped like the pussy she is. I’m going to beat and humiliate her more. Why? Why not? What if.. Fuck you big-tits, we’ve gone that route already. You’re great but this won’t end till she’s on her knees begging me to LET her eat me. Big, tough Angie Simpson I’m going to hound her till she does it. Desi had crossed the street where Angie was jogging. Desi had a tee-shirt and jeans on as usual. Angie jogging was NOT dressed as her usual provocative self. She had more sweat material on than you could imagine her ever having. Angie turned as Desi neared and did something that 2 months prior she wouldn’t have thought possible. She ran. She ran fast. She cried and sobbed the whole way. Finally when sure Desi didn’t follow she pulled into a grassy area and sat and cried for at least 15 minutes. Angie’s beautiful life had turned to shit.
For the last 5 weeks or whatever it was Jan believed were the best of her life. She couldn’t believe how happy she was with Susie Esterbrook, of ALL people. If Nancy believed her dull Susie didn’t seem to think so especially how Jan had thrown Susie on the breakfast table that morning and fucked her with this huge dildo the two had found in an Adult Bookstore 4 towns over. Susie had begged for mercy from Jan and received none. Jan fucked her on the table front and back and pulled her off by the hair and then fucked her in the mouth. Susie was especially turned on by the always feminine Jan wearing the humongous dildo and cursing like a sailor. Also the fact that in the past 4 weeks since Susie had moved in and turned Jan on to power lifting. Jan had gained 10 pounds and ate like a small Appaloosa. Susie was now a legit 140 and Jan 150 and fast approaching 155 and above. Jan’s arms exploded and her legs rivaled Angie who Jan no longer saw. She barely saw Missy accept for a jog through town. Jan had gone to the workout room THAT morning but didn’t speak to anyone. Missy and Angie both were still there with Buffy and Wendy. All were nude but there was not a hint of sex. Jan from her vantage point could still see the tear streaked faces of Angie and Missy. Buffy had called and said Missy had moved in with her. Cissy had moved out of the house and their lives moving to Michigan. MJ who had a relationship with Buffy was back and really hadn’t been apprised of the latest and greatest. Jan liked the little MJ but really didn’t know her well enough to gossip to her. Hmmm thought Jan, Buffy and Missy together. About time she thought, 2 peas of the same pod. Wendy called Jan once also and well confessed to Angie’s indiscretion with Nancy. Jan now smiled and said no problem. Nancy had caught Angie home, half drunk and horny and seduced her. Even drunk Angie had beaten the Goth up and the Goth kept getting up till Wendy had gotten home found the nude warriors and threw Nancy out herself and proceeded to beat Angie senseless. The alcohol confessed Wendy, she drinks and no matter what, I can beat the piss out of her. Angie had left the next day for 2 days. She returned apologized and promised to stop drinking. She also mentioned in passing she thought they, Angie were being stalked by the big black girl Desi. Wendy didn’t comment after that. There were no more workouts after that. Jan and Susie went to their gym and wrestled on an old mat. Jan introduced Susie to her parents as did Susie neither group appreciating the appearance of their daughters, both blaming the other girl for that appearance. Susie started to think about an entry into the Cissy Houston Bodybuilding Tourney but they both agreed that would be TOO weird. Oh yeah and then she caught Nancy stealing money from her dresser.
I knew you had an extra key. Nancy smiled, where’s your girlfriend? Work. Overtime. Nancy removed her black leather jacket. She had a tight black shirt with her breasts popping out and black jeans, punctuated by black work boots. I’m going to kick your blonde ass all over this apartment. I don’t enjoy beating girls up as much but in your case I’ll make an exception. Jan smiled as she stripped off her sweatshirt. She had worn sweats thinking she thought she had gained perhaps too much bulk. She had no bra on but rather a cut-off tee. Holy shit, Nancy murmured as Jan stripped. Jan posed. Put the money down and the key and leave or I will beat the shit out of you and leave you for dead. No stripping, no sex just pain. Nancy looked back at the dresser and put the bills down and Jan could hear the clink of the key. Nancy walked around Jan and headed for the door as Jan stripped off the pants and had nothing on but the cut-off and a thong. Holy mother of God whispered Nancy looking back at her ex-girlfriend. Nancy reached the door and reached for the knob. Nancy looked back one last time. I’ll fucking kill you. Nancy reached for the deadbolt and clicked it shut. I can’t leave. I know. An hour and a half later Susie finally got home. That asshole manager of mine just never knows when to quit. I was ready to leave 2 hours ago but NOOOOOOOOO. Hey babe have you been working out? You look flush. Yeah I have. With that a now topless Jan went behind the couch and pulled up a beaten to shit Nancy. Susie shuddered at the sight of Nancy. Her face was a mass of bruises and welts. Her once fine breasts dangled to her navel. They also had been worked over. Her right arm clung to her body. Nancy had clumps of hair pulled out, and her right ear was bleeding. Jan worked her into a full nelson and tortured her with it. Hey babe how about helping me put out the garbage. Sure no problem. Susie opened the window. Please mumbled Nancy. Please what? Please you live on the second floor. Jan walked her to the window and grabbed Nancy by the hair and her belt and threw her out the window. Nancy screamed all the way until she made contact in the dumpster. Jan turned around, shower?
Missy Ettinger was miserable. Her shoulder was beginning to feel normal after the second surgery to tighten muscles loosened due to her beating. Maybe I am too old, she said to herself. She had no kids, no husband and a girlfriend that would literally fuck ANYTHING on 2 legs, but at this point she felt closer to Buffy Singleton than anyone in her life. Buffy not known for compassion brought her back from the brink. Her tongue-lashing at the hands of Wendy and then Cissy took her to reality she had never thought of. What was her legacy? A broomhandle match? Maybe. Considered the best fighter of HER generation? Who cares. Missy went to work and came home. Buffy had gotten her drunk a week back and they had sex but Missy was in her mood the next day. Her shoulder felt great now but it was her psyche that needed shoring up. When that crazy red-head beat her up when she un-retired she was younger and besides hubby wanted to see her fight again. Now Wendy was right she was nearing 40 and who cares. Missy cared. Butch had beaten her up AND humiliated her in front of hundreds of people. She considered calling Angie and offering her a tag team match to fight Desi and Butch but the way Wendy was, that would have to wait. And then there was a knock. Missy opened the door and Wendy was standing there. Miss. Hi ya. How’s Angie? From the look of it about as miserable as you. That’s going some. Desi sexually assaulted her pussy. She made her bleed. Angie cries in her sleep. She said she ran from Desi yesterday. I know you won’t believe this, but I want and Angie NEEDS to fight Desi again. If she loses ok so be it and we retire to a quiet life but she has to know. And from the looks of it so do you. Hey Miss fighting is ok, I like it. I wasn’t a star but I could hold my own. If I never fought again I’d feel ok but you and Angie are something different. Missy for the first time in awhile smiled. Workout room tomorrow at 7:00pm. Ok? She’ll be there.
It was like old home week and all the ladies were there working out. Missy, Angie, Wendy, MJ with a new women Beth, Lorna, Cindy, Susie and Jan. Beth looked like a pit bull with big boobs. MJ realized her relationship with Buffy was waning and met Beth on-line. Yeah but if I do this she’ll fucking kill me besides no one likes me anyway. Reason enough. Ok I’ll do it. The women were matching up and Angie matched up with Susie. Susie had a thong and nothing else on. Angie had baggy sweats. They locked up and Angie shrugged Susie away practically throwing her 10 feet. Susie waded in again and this time stepped under Angie driving her into a wall. Susie placed her forearm into Angie’s throat and right arm went down into Angie’s sweatpants. Susie attacked Angie’s pussy. Please don’t Angie whispered. Susie grabbed her pussy lips and tears came to Angie’s eyes. Please I submit. Susie kept at it. Angie screamed and now begged. In almost a child-like voice the 175 pound Angie begged. I’m sorry, too. Susie stopped and walked away. MJ confronted Susie, what the fuck was that? THAT was my fault, coming from Wendy. Angie cried and threw a coat on and left. I just wanted to see IF she’d fight. She won’t. Wendy grabbed her stuff. The tension in the room was palpable. Susie nodded to Jan, they dressed and jogged 5 miles in the opposite direction of where they lived. Angie after grabbing her stuff ran down the road opposite of Jan and Susie. Angie was crying and hyperventilating. Suddenly Desi appeared and drove her into the street. Angie screamed and they scuffled for a moment. Desi pinned Angie, sat on her chest and began to slap Angie. Finally Desi grabbed Angie by the hair slapping and backhanding Angie. Angie was almost out. Angie barely defended herself. Desi dragged the sobbing body into the woods stripping her. Get on your knees, bitch. Angie complied. Desi stripped. Do it and we’ll be done. Wendy appeared in the clearing. Please don’t Angie. Please, show some guts. The naked tear-stained Angie looked up with pleading eyes. Desi opened her pussy wide. Do it! Wendy dropped her coat and slapped Angie hard in the back of the head. Let’s go you pussy. Wendy stripped and jumped Angie and began to pummel her. Angie did not resist. After 5 minutes of wrestling herself Wendy stood, have at her, she replied softly to Desi. Desi smiled, looked down, will you eat me? Yes, came a voice. Desi pinned Angie and face-sat her. Wendy could hear the unmistakable sound of munching going on. Desi grabbed Angie by the hair and drove her face into her pussy, locking her thighs around Angie’s face. Wendy dressed and looked down into Angie’s empty eyes. You have 3 days to move out or your stuff will be on the lawn. Between your drinking and you being the world’s biggest pussy, I can’t live with you anymore. As Wendy left Desi had orgasmed and now Desi was dragging Angie up to do the other end. An act Angie wasn’t fighting either. Wendy wept as she left her former lover. Desi again smiled and realized she got what she wanted, her total defeat of Angie Simpson. After an hour of Angie doing her Desi dressed and left. Angie pulled her jacket over her and fell asleep in the woods.
As Susie and Jan headed back on their 10 mile odyssey Susie’s cell went off. They both stopped drenched in sweat. I’m not sure, I’ll ask. You want to fight now. Who? The desperate housewife, Cassidy. Jan sat down. Give me 5 minutes. I’ll call back. It was a toss-up as to who felt worse. Neither girl really felt like fighting. You want to? Maybe it’ll make us fell better. They giggled. Ok. Susie called. We’ll be there in 15. Who is this broad again? The NYU’ers and I got a 4 on 4 match against Cassidy and 3 of her friends. We killed them and especially Cassidy, who I stripped and well you know. She wants to fight again? Yeah and especially after you broke up her daughter’s fun in the parking lot. They good looking? Very. Matter of fact it might be a toss-up who is better looking. Really? Susie led the way and the duo ran another half mile to the exclusive part of town. Susie pressed the button and told the voice on the other end they were there. Jan stifled a laugh as they walked up the long, long drive, you know we just ran 7 miles. Any chance we could lose to these bitches? Maybe you. Again they both giggled. Susie had never been happier in her life. She had worked hard to leave her days of beating unsuspecting gals like Buffy in ladies rooms. Hey I like to fight, now I just look them in eye first. Jan knocked and were shown into a room covered by plush carpet. They were facing 2 blondes. Jan whispered, my God which is which? The blondes faced them. Cassidy the mom is on the right. No shit, she’s gorgeous. Yes I am and so’s my daughter Jessica. Jan smiled. Lady you are beautiful and so is your daughter. I’m pretty good looking myself and so is Susie. I know for a fact Susie made you her bitch the last time and as the old saying goes like mother like daughter. If you two want to be our bitches for the night ok, but let my friend and I strip and THEN make up your mind. Jan grabbed Susie, and pulled her to the middle and whispered, strip. Jan pulled off the sweaty garments. Cassidy’s face was like stone. Jessica on the other hand, her eyes couldn’t get any wider especially after Jan flexed her arms and then thighs. Jessica actually mumbled, holy shit. Now I’m tired, we just ran 7 miles. But we love sex and we’ll kick the shit out of you and leave oh in 2 or three hours. What’ll be? Jan and Susie posed. Fuck you screamed Cassidy. Cassidy stepped out and stripped. She was maybe 5’9, 150 or so. She was dressed in the briefest thong. Jessica stepped out and stripped to a thong. Other than a few crows feet around the eyes Cassidy looked the same age as her daughter. Each had short blonde hair and a body even Jan was envious of. They were about 2 inches taller than Jan and much bustier, all real as it appeared. Cassidy the mom had better legs than Jessica, Jessica the daughter was probably more beautiful but not by much. They were tanned and toned. Cassidy posed her arms making muscles that not much in the past Jan would have been impressed with. Jessica had even more musculature. Jessica might have been 160, Cassidy 5 pounds less. Cassidy you’re beautiful and Jessica as much but Cassidy you couldn’t take Susie the last time and I helped Susie when Jessica and her friends jumped her. What makes you think you can take her and us now? Cassidy stripped and stepped up to the already nude Susie. I fucking hate you. I’m the best fighter in my group of women. You might wonder why a woman who has all that I do would fight? I’m fucking BORED. We’re fucking BORED. My husband was an asshole and her father left us early on with a sizeable portion of my fucking money. Jessie and I do everything together. I caught Jessie on-line one day scheduling a fight. The woman was in thirties and had huge breasts. The woman beat Jessie senseless and I sat there with a rapt look on my face as she stripped my daughter and smothered her out with her chest. She then challenged me. I didn’t know what to do. My daughter was lying there nude and this woman would have ravaged her. She stuck her finger in my cleavage and pushed me around the room. Mom, please. Finally I said ok. She beat me worse. I woke up later that afternoon. Both of us were tied up, nude. Mom, please. She wasn’t interested in us for sex but she wanted to humiliate us. So she tortured the 2 of us until… Cassidy’s voice broke as she spoke. Mom, please! Cassidy glared at Jessica. The bitch caused us so much pain she finally got us to agree to… Jan’s and Susie’s eyes bulged wide. …agree to fight each other. Jan and Susie looked at each other. Susie muttered holy shit under her breath. Cassidy continued. She released us and we stepped to the middle of the room, she had whips and such and she made us. Jessica stood no chance, I beat her ass good. But then… But then what? The woman said we couldn’t leave till I… You? Till I face-sat Jessica. Susie and Jan backed away. Tell me you fucking didn’t sit on your own daughter’s face. Cassidy looked down, of course I did. Jessica was wonderful. And she let us go. I was appalled at what she made us do. So we healed up and we went back and under the idea of me fighting her again we double-teamed her, damn near killed her. Ever seen a huge breast in a vice? As Cassidy said that Jessica turned and her breasts were erect and her nipples, too. Jessica smiled and leaned over and kissed her mother’s breast. So let’s fight. Sure as soon as we GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE!!!!!! Jan grabbed Susie and they took off. Through the door, down the drive and out the gate, dressing as they ran. As they ran Jan screamed, I’m screening all future fights. Underfuckingstand!!! Susie nodded in agreement.
Missy was saying to Buffy, well that couldn’t have gone worse. Angie finished? Beyond our help. What that Desi did to her will be with her forever. Wendy walked in. Desi beat up Ang and Ang kissed everything on her but her ring. Buffy, cast and all flopped back. How could it get worse? Wendy dropped and sat next to Buffy as Missy stretched. Her thoughts of the moose Butch were never far from her thoughts. Angie and Missy were both raped that night. Butch placed her hands where no one but her husband and lovers had been. Miss? Yeah it just got worse. Missy turned and saw Butch at the door in nothing but a robe. She dropped the robe. Butch had muscled up. She was ugly, tall, built, no breasts but now firm and muscular. She had a pale complexion with curly hair and flat saggy breasts. You, ready? Oh yeah. The 200 pound Butch came out and met the 145 pound Missy Ettinger in what Missy would regard as probably her last fight. Butch noticed Missy acting cautiously, smiled and grabbed Missy by the hair and bludgeoned Missy’s back with a forearm driving her to her knees. Another forearm drove Missy further down. Butch grabbed by the hair and pulled up. Missy was on her knees and Butch applied a full nelson. Missy’s arms were flopping around. Butch with a 4 or 5 inch height advantage picked Missy off the ground. As Missy hung there Butch began to kick her in the back. Butch dropped Missy back to her knees and now sensing the fight over Butch put her arms around Missy and grabbed her breasts. Missy groaned, smiled and kicked her head back breaking Butch’s nose, spurting blood everywhere. My God screamed Butch. Missy stood and using her fists decimated the larger Butch. Butch’s eyes got wide. Come on bitch fight me. 5 minutes ago you wanted feel me up and humiliate me. Butch crawled away. Butch’s nose ran blood down her chest. Finally Butch stood and raised her fists and Missy hit her low above the navel. Butch expended air and went to her knees. Missy pushed her back and Missy began to pummel the defenseless Butch. Missy’s fists were crimson. Wendy jumped on her back. Get off of me. Missy you’ll kill her. Good. No one would miss her. Well, ok, but that’s not getting us anywhere. Missy’s adrenaline waned and she and Wendy began to walk out. Suddenly Missy turned and kicked Butch right in the snout with a roundhouse kick. Now I’m ready to leave. Butch was down and out.
Angie woke in the woods. She was being poked and prodded. She turned over and a middle aged woman in a jogging suit was standing above her. You ok? Yeah I guess I am. The woman touched Angie’s face. Must have had a good time. Why? Why, she laughed, you fucking have love juice or cum all over your face. You’ve been eating pussy. Want to eat my pussy? No. Why not? I have a really nice body and obviously so do you. Sleeping here you must have had some fun and fell asleep. Actually someone beat me up and made me eat her. So you’re a pussy who likes to eat pussy. No I’m not a pussy. All those muscles and you can’t fight? You must be a pussy. My name is Dolores and I’m 57. My late husband left me some money, ok a lot of money and I pretty much do what I want. Everyone else is working and I’m jogging. As she spoke Dolores was stripping. Angie gave her the once over. She did have a nice body for 57. Maybe 5’7, 135 and small breasts but firm and firm everywhere else. She was toned and her biceps made a muscle when stretched. Why don’t you crawl over here and eat me OR I’ll kick your ass and THEN you’ll eat. Tears came down Angie’s face. You are a pussy. I haven’t even messed you up yet and you’re balling. Takes the fun out of it. Nah it really doesn’t. Dolores slapped down at Angie and pulled her by the hair to her knees. Oh my God muttered Dolores when she finally saw how big Angie was, body and breasts. You’re fucking huge. Dolores leaned over and kissed Angie hard. Angie pulled away. Baby girl kiss me or I’ll beat the shit out of you. You won’t be the first, I’ve beaten up. I used to fight other women for my husband’s enjoyment. Dolores pinned Angie’s arms at her side and worked the large breasts over. Angie moaned. You ready to start licking? Dolores pinned Angie and began to bite her protruding nipples. Oh my fucking God, screamed Angie. Dolores began to slap the breasts and finally slapped Angie. Angie blinked as if to say, why am I having this OLD fuck beating me up? Angie grabbed Dolores by the wrists and forced her back. Pinning Dolores Angie worked her way over Dolores sitting on her stomach. Ah the old lady I’ll let he go, Angie thought as Dolores spit in her face. Pussy has some strength. That was the last thing Dolores said that DIDN’T have some kind of begging or pleading in it. Angie picked her up and drove her into trees. She stood her up and pounded her with her fists. If Dolores had nice firm tits to begin with she didn’t when Angie was done with them. Finally Angie picked Dolores up and put her into a backbreaker. Dolores was ready to hand Angie all her money just to be released. Angie shrugged her off and Dolores landed with a thud. Angie stood above her and flexed and screamed. Desi was next.
Marta Hernandez was a lot of things. She was pretty, pretty. She was pretty Hispanic with her mother being white. She was pretty big, being 5’8 and about 140. She was pretty busty with VERY nice sized breasts. She was pretty tough having been in 2 or 3 girl/girl altercations. But she wasn’t pretty crazy and that’s what it took to get into a fight with that black girl Desi. Unfortunately it was Desi with her fingers pointing and hitting Marta in the chest. She was afraid if she swatted Desi’s hand away Desi would swat her away. Hell she heard how Desi beat the piss out of Angie Simpson TWICE. Desi was VERY tough and VERY crazy and Marta didn’t like girl/girl sex and had no intentions of doing anything to Desi. Marta was a freshmen at the local junior college. Marta was standing next to her car and the car next to the woods. Desi had all intentions of getting Marta in the woods and beating the piss out of her and then… The parking lot was pretty empty so Desi forgot about tact, grabbing Marta by the hair and dragging her into the woods. I loved attacking Pussy Angie’s pussy but in your case I fucking love your tits, ripping Marta’s shirt apart and pawing at Marta’s bra. Pretty soon Desi had Marta and pinned on the ground. My God girl you’ve got GREAT tits. Desi was groping, pawing, fondling Marta’s chest. Finally she bent down and began to lick and suck them through the bra. Marta defended herself but Desi was too big. Suddenly Desi’s head pulled up and Marta was soaked in red liquid. Desi bent back at the impact of Angie’s knee to her face. Get the fuck up. Desi was a mixture of pissed and amazed. You? You? Yeah me. It took getting pinned by someone old enough to OUR mother to really piss me off. Angie was dressed in sweat pants and a tee-shirt. Desi’s hand went into Angie’s pants. Yeah yeah. Angie grabbed the hand and pinned it. Next Angie stomped it breaking 2 fingers. Desi screamed. Hi ya I’m Angie. You’re? Marta. Wanna get up? Marta rolled away and also stomped Desi. This time it was her face. Desi lunged at the smaller Marta, Marta attacked Desi grabbing her hand. Desi reeled back. No double-teaming. Angie picked Marta up. Great tits. I should know I have great tits, too. Angie stripped her top. Yeah you do. Angie waded in and bear hugged Desi driving into a tree. She then kneed Desi in the crotch. Desi slumped. How? Desi mumbled. I said I was getting my ass kicked by a 57 year old and got pissed. Wanna get eaten out, Angie asked? By her? No way, she’s a slut, I wouldn’t touch her, Marta said getting dressed. I don’t like girl/girl stuff but with you I might change my thinking. Ok, Angie dropped Desi and walked to Marta kissing her full on the mouth. Jesus, they both whispered. Desi tried to stand, Angie broke off and picked her up and drove her into a tree sideways. Desi screamed. Angie grabbed Desi’s belt and bound her hands behind her. Desi was almost out lying against the tree. That should take care of… Angie turned, holy shit, she mumbled and Marta was topless behind her. Marta stepped and kissed Angie full on the mouth, their breasts mashing together. Suddenly I heard the commotion and got your call, I… Wendy ran up seeing the topless twins embracing. You miserable fucking whore, I loved you. And when I had my problem you dropped me for being a pussy. I ah, ah. Marta walked up to Wendy and unbuttoned her shirt. I’m Marta and honestly I’ve never done this before but I’m SO horny and excited I can’t believe it. I can tell Angie still has feelings for you and you for her. You know, I’ll leave and let you two be.. No Angie grabbed Marta’s twins from the back reaching forward to grab Wendy’s head and bringing it into Marta’s shoulder. Kiss me. Wendy and Angie kissed as Angie groped Marta and Marta undid Wendy’s shirt and bra. Oh my fucking God. I thought Angie and I were built. Marta played with Wendy’s breasts. Finally Wendy and her huge juggs began to rub Marta and her very large chest. Both women’s eyes popped. Angie who was now really smiling for the first time in a while, stripped Marta and found she had an equally nice ass. While Wendy was a woman, Angie was an athlete body-wise, Marta was still young and had baby-fat that Angie found, well, enticing. Angie began to lick and kiss Marta’s ass and reached up between her legs. Desi stayed strapped and the 3 stayed for over an hour, taking time to reach Wendy’s and Angie’s place. Marta called her mom and told her she would be spending the night, at a friends. Oh what a night. Thus the Breast Bunch was born.