Story by: Runfast
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The Ex Cheerleaders
The blonde and the brunette had been enemies from the first day they met at cheerleading tryouts 12 years ago at Sagebrush High School a small town located in the south west and had remained rivals ever since.
Bridgette a stunning blonde standing 5’8” with long silky hair, blue eyed beauty with bright blue eyes, full pouty lips and a nice DD rack that had always had the guys hounding after her. She was use to and expected to get whatever in life she wanted because that is the way it had always been. If things were not going her way she would simply use her great look and womanly assets to bend things to her will. A perfect pampered and spoiled rotten woman due to the charmed life she had lived.
Susan a perky brunette standing 5’7” with perfect long hair, dazzling eyes, full eyes and round firm D breast was equally as beautiful but always seemly in the blondes shadow or second best. Susan was quite a success in life and would have had more success in life had it not been for several key events foiled by her rival Bridgette.
The first confrontation of many was the Cheerleading tryouts came about when it was time to choose a captain of the squad. Susan the obvious choice for captain with her great looks and cheery disposition was the best cheerleader on the team able to do many difficult routines and gymnastic feats. Bridgette on the other hand was lazy and not overly coordinated but relied on her daddy’s promise to the coach to buy new uniforms for the cheerleaders to even just make the squad. When it was obvious to Bridgette and everyone else she was not going to win the cheerleading captain position she resorted to blackmailing the boys football coaches who had voting rights as well. She entered the head coaches office after school one day wearing a short skirt and came on to him taking off her blouse flaunting her big hooters in bra that barely contained the fat creamy orbs just in time for a friend of hers to walk in and snap a picture of the two together. Bridgette threatened to show the picture to the school superintendant and get the coach fired if he did not cast his vote for her as captain. After Bridgette was awarded the captain job Susan was so disappointed but it was the beginning of a long line of shady disappointment and embarrassments at the hands of busty bombshell rival including being runner up for prom queen. Then the last one coming on the night of high school graduation when Susan had shown up late to a after grad party to find her boyfriend in bed with the blonde tramp. Since that night Susan had successfully managed to avoid crossing paths with Bridgette.
Now today the two women sat facing each other each reading a magazine in the waiting room of their pediatrician office both roughly 8.5 months pregnant. Each woman had followed similar paths since graduating high school marrying local boys being housewives, doing some part time modeling work and now at 28th still very attractive but ready to “POP” out there babies any day from their ripe guts. Each woman sat in the waiting room there over stuffed tummy’s protruding out from their thin maternity dresses, wearing high heels with perfect manicured nails and toes. Their normally large breast now engorged and fat with their pending baby’s milk.
The two women that did not have much use for each other were doing their best to ignore each other while they waited for the doctor who had been called away on a last minute emergency. That left just the two of them with the reception nurse in the office. Bridgette looked up from the magazine she had her face buried in to and saw that Susan was reading a Maternity magazine and much to her surprise Susan was on the cover! This infuriated her as her modeling agency had submitted her photos for the same issue and Susan was picked over her. The modeling agency had made up some lame excuse on why she did not get the cover.
Bridgette unable to let her anger pass blurted out: “I did not think that magazine was for fat cows”
Susan smiled and looked up and replied: “They do have their limits and SOME women don’t make the cut”
Bridgette getting angrier retaliated: “Looks like a magazine for mother about to breed stupid children”.
Susan now starting to get agitated shot back: “Look who’s talking, if your kid is anything like you it will be riding the short bus for sure!”
Bridgette a little slow witted could not take it anymore struggled with her fat belly to get up to her feet and with a rage of anger in her eye. “You bitch my baby will twice as smart as yours, and your baby will be playing second fiddle just like its mama always did”
Susan now enraged from years of abuse from the blonde bimbo hoisted her plump tummy up out of the chair to standing position yelled back: “The buck stops here you fatty bimbo with my beating you out for this cover” pointing to the magazine.
Bridgette could not contain herself and ran across the waiting room the two woman’s protruding bellies impacting each other each painfully. “OOOuFFF” they grunted, trying to grab each other but because of the distance between them caused by their stomach they only managed to grab each other’s hair. They waddled around on their feet like two dancing bears for a minute or two pulling each other’s hair, and delivery some minor scratches to each other faces with their well manicured hands.
The young nurse seeing the altercation going on during her shift stepped in a with a panic “Ladies I demand you Stop It This Instances”. Susan turned to face the younger woman balled up her fist and said “stay out of this bitch” and hammered a upper cut into the poor girl chin sending her out cold onto her back to the floor. She turned back to Bridgette and the task at hand.
Bridgette thrust out her big belly in act of challenge “Let’s find out who’s the better woman once and for all” Susan returned the move and each woman with hands behind their back stepped towards each other smashing their belly’s into each other. The bumping flesh making a larger “Smack, Smack, “ each time they met from the force. Each woman’s big milk jugs quaking on their chest from the reaction. It was fairly even at first both woman grunting loudly as they matched each other blow for blow. First one slam into the other and then the other one would return the favor.
This went on for nearly 5 minutes and then a pain look came upon Bridgette face and she was not returning the blows back as fast, she started grunting louder with each contact soon she was holding the underside of her belly trying to create more leverage while Susan hands remained behind her back. Also the busty Blondes jugs started to leak milk and she had wet stains appear on her chest. Bridgette began to whimper now with each blow and soon was backed into a wall while Susan did all the belly busting.
Bridgette knew she was beat and out of frustration balled up each fist and surprised Susan with several blows to her tummy from the sides. It was like she was beating a bass drum in a marching band. “Ohh, Ohh, Ohh, Ohh Susan uttered out each time the flurry of punches hit her engorged belly on the side squashing in one side then the other. Bridgette encouraged by the success of the cheap shots and the affect on Susan tired to pick up the pace as she thought she had Susan on the ropes of defeat. Susan took a step back to retreat and Bridgette followed, Susan quickly thinking took another step back dropped to one knee and leveled a hard punch using the blonde’s pregnancy induced extended belly button as a bull’s-eye.
The Blonde froze in her tracks grasped her stomach a cried out as she sunk to her knees “Owwwe my Baby” her big jugs now freely flowing the contents of her baby’s nourishment. Her eyes wide with pain and defeat as she sunk down clutching her gut and moaning. While this was going on the office nurse had regained conisenous and seeing the situation totally out of control crawled on all fours towards the door and high tailed it out of the door.
Susan looked down and smiled at the kneeling defeated blonde still holding her tummy, moaning and blubbering to herself. “who’s baby is better bitch?” Susan asked.
Bridgette just sniffled crying in her defeat.
Susan took her high heel clad foot reared back and let loose with a swift kick to busty bombshell baby maker connecting with the ex cheerleaders captain’s pussy. Bridgette’s head went white with pain inside exploding in her crotch. She slumped forward against Susan’s knees. “Who’s baby is better?” Susan asked again. Bridgette mumbled “yours is better”.
“Damn right cunt” Susan replied reaching down and grabbing the thin maternity dress material and ripping the dress off of Bridgette. The blonde too defeated to care that she had rivulets of milk flowing out from under her bra and down her tummy. Susan went behind the still kneeling slumping blonde undid her bra letting the big baby feeders flop to either side of blondes large tummy. The motion sending a spray of milk into the air and wastefully onto the carpet. Susan amused by the whole situation and amazed at the in mobility of Bridgette as she could do anything to her.
Susan went back around to the front of beaten blonde grabbed on to her nose pinched and lifted the woman’s head up.
“Time for you to go nightly night milky” Susan said holding Bridgette’s head in place as she leveled a punch to the chin sending the blonde onto her back and out cold to the carpeted floor.
The next thing the blonde remembered was coming to and something painfully pulling on her tits and pressing on her virgin anus. She found to her shock that she had been tied up to face down widthwise across the coffee table in the waiting room ass up and her. Her head and tits hanging off the table and fastened to each breast was a hospital industrial breast pump painfully sucking away at each of her now wilted and deflated teats. Each breast looked like old withered balloons. The breast burned and she could only assume they had been sucking away for quite awhile. She turned her gagged filled mouth and head to see a thin rose vase protruding painfully out her up turned ass. All the beaten blonde could do was hang her head and whimper, cry and pray for someone to come in and rescue her from the humiliating defeat at the hands of her former rival…….
Cut to 1 month later both women within days of each other gave birth to two healthily young girls which are sure to become town rivals like their mothers. Poor Bridgette was unable to breastfeed from the torture at the hands of Susan and her breast never regained there was hefty status.