Miranda Seaver wasn't my girl and had never been my friend. . In fact, she'd always been cold to me. She'd never yelled "HELLO!" to me from across the street, or even acknowledged me in public. No, unfortunately, she hadn't been the typical girl-next-door. No, not the cheerleader and perky, pretty blonde, who would yell a greeting across the street to my parents and who would bring us brownies and cookies during the holidays. She hadn't invited me across the street on warm summer nights to swim in her pool, or invited me to church. Nor had she pretended to know me at school, or intruduce me to her friends. In fact, though I had lived across the street from her for 18 years, I hardly even knew her, but I was obsessed with her beauty.
Despite her coldness, I found Miranda Seaver the most beautiful girl/woman I'd even known. I was infatuated. I'll admit, I've always just had weird tastes in women. Most people would probably have said she was pretty, or attractive, or a cute Amazon-like athlete, but hardly anyone would have called her beautiful. But, that's just me.
First, Miranda was big. Not fat; but big. As a senior in high school, she had been almost six feet tall. She had started at the center position on the basketball team, as well as making all state as a softball player. And she had played on the volleytball team. I used to go to the volleyball games just to see her in those polyester volleyball tights. While tall, she was not lanky. She was powerful. She probably had weighed near 170 pounds as a senior (The high school volleyball program "The High Flyer" which had a photo of her jumping and reaching high over the net spiking a ball, had her weight listed at 150 lbs.). but I know she weighed more than that. She had a muscular body, big rounded shoulders and strong arms. And, while fit and hard, she'd had a mounded stomach, which, in her tight volleyball shirt, would bulge just a bit over her tight shorts. It was her butt, though, that gave her strength and beauty. It wasn't a fat girl's butt, but it was big, powerful and round. Her big buttocks pushed back perfectly and and semetrically into her black tights; except her tights, being so tight, made her butt cheeks always bob and squish underneath. And, because she wore her shorts pulled up high, there was always a wedgie effect in the back, with just a little butt-cheek jello and squish falling out of her shorts. I could not have been the only person to have noticed this. But, I realized most of the boys did not consider her atypical beauty. But to the lesbian girls and me, MY GOD, she had beeen awesome.
Her face also made her beutiful. She had a strong but amazingly pretty face. Her brown shiny hair was almost always pulled back tight under a baseball cap, or a viser, and pulled through the hole in the back in a ponytai,l where it danced youthfully down her neck and shoulders. I don't know how she got away with that in school, but she did. In front, her hair dipped down into a widow's peak onto a stong forhead, where she had thick, dark, and pefectly curved and manicured, almost Slavic looking eyebrows. Her eyes were big dark and shiny and almost, had an Oriental look, but more Slavic, I think. And while she had a strong jaw, it was not hard. Nor did it make her look masculine. Her face looked like a combination of Elle Macpherson, and Jessica Biel, but with the body of an Amazon. I loved the girl, even if she had been cold to me for 18 years.
Last week, I was toying with my car, pretending to look under the hood, but really looking across the street at Miranda, who had returned home from college. Wearing tight gray sweat pants and a light blue "Soft ball Rules!" t-shirt, she was talking on a cell phone, and, to me, looking pretty and beautiful. She looked like the same Ol' perfect Miranda, bbut maybe a little softer even.
But, she was agitated as she paced beside her Escalade and talked into the cell phone. She kept turning and pacing and occasionially yelling into the phone. I'd never seen her as anything but cool and poised, but my Miranda was loosing her cool. "Do not come here, Carley. It's over!", She spit into the phone.
But a minute later, a red Duster turned and skidded onto our street and pulled into Mirand's driveway behind Miranda's SUV. A small wirey 20ish girl in blue jeans and an orange t-shirt quickly jumped from the car. She had her back turned from me as she approached Miranda. "Mandy, you don't understand! I loved you. I trusted you" The girl cried, her arms out, pleading.
Just then, another young woman opened the door to Miranda's house and walked out. She was a stunner. As I looked around the trunk of my car, trying to remain unnoticed, I could not believe this girl. She looked like a model. She looked perfect, with beautiful shiny long blond hair. At first I thought it was the model and ex-wrestler Stacey Kiebler. She was that beautiful and stunning. And she was was tall, as tall as Miranda. And unbelievably, she was wearing a light blue bikini.
"Get back into your car and leave", Miranda approached the small thin girl. "IT'S OVER! I've found someone else." And then, to my surprise, because, besides her coolness towards me, I'd never seen Miranda mistreat anyone, she continued, "You' re just a little redneck with a redneck car in this stupid little hick town. You are a loser, Carley. A loser. Now get your stupid little ass off my property."
Then, Miranda, cruelly, deliberately being mean. and rubbing the upset girl's, Carely's, face in it, Miranda turned to the tall Stacy Kiebler clone, who had walked out and was standing next to Miranda, put her strong right arm around the tall blonde's shoulder, and gave her a kiss to the mouth. Stacy turned, rapped her arms around Miranda and gave her a prolonged kiss. Carley watched on, disbelieving.
The whole thing was surreal. I no longer pretended to tinker with my car, but was wide-eyed watching the drama, Then, it got even weirder.
"No, Mandy. That's not fair!" Carley cried, as she ran up to the two tall beauties. She tried to pry the two apart.
"Get lost, midget!" the tall blonde relaxed her kiss with Miranda, turned to the distraught girl and shoved her back. I realized then, that this tall beeautiful girl was no wimpy beauty queen, but like Miranda, and Stacey Kiebler, she was a strong and powerful athlete.
"No! No! No! Miranda, This is not fair!" the smaller blond, who fell back and almost down, ran back up to the lovers.
"Get lost, redneck!" Miranda's new lover, apparently had had enough. She turned from Miranda and faced the small blond. "Miranda, how could you have loved such scum?" The tall statuesque blonde spewed. Again she reached out with both arms to shove the smaller girl.
But the small girl, out of nowhere, grabbed the model's right wrist and twisting it behind the tall girl's back, yanked up hard,. "OUCH! OUCH! OUCH!" The perfect Stacey Kiebler clone squilled, as the little banchee girl ran her towards Miranda's black Escalade. "NOOO!" the tall blond chirped before Carley booted her perfectly shaped bikini clad ass. The model was driven face-first right into the front of the SUV.
"CLONK!" Her head smashed into the grill and the tall blond crumpled
onto the driveway face down. Her perfect ass was up.
"What in the hell are you doing, Bitch!" Miranda ran to Carley, and urned the small girl. Miranda slapped her. "You Bitch!" My perfect Miranda held her out by her shoulders ready to slap her again.
"Mandy, NO!" the small, spark-plug-of a-girl, cried as Miranda swatted her right hand at the girl for another hard slap.
But, the small blonde, as if in a frenzy now, dipped under the slap expertly onto one knee and drilled a short right jab into Miranda's soft gut, which as I mentioned earlier, was squishy and slightly pushed out into her t-shirt. The banchee's small fist penetrated deep into my idol's gut.
"UUUMMMFF! ARGUUUU!" Miranda's face, mouth opened, fell forward.
"Mandy, Stop! I love you!" the girl pleaded with Miranda, as she "PLOPPED!" her fist from Miranda's soft innards and backed away.
"UUUGGGG!" Miranda rose while holding her bruised stomach, showing her
toughness. She looked at her former lover redfaced with anger. "I'LL KILL YOU, REDNECK!" Miranda yelled as she rushed the smaller girl..
"NO!" the girl stepped back but she threw her right foot out. "OOHHHH!" My big beautiful Amazon, lunging, tripped over the girl's foot and fell "SPLAT!" face first into the blonde model's upturned bikini butt.
I could not believe what I was seeing. My unapproachable and perfect Amazonian neighbor was laying face down, nose in ass, of the most beautiful blond Stacy Kiebler look alike, who with the longest and most beautiful legs out stretched, was laying face down, no more than forty feet from me. I smiled, confused but happy, and watched.
"Mandy! Mandy! I'm sorry" the fighter girl ran up to Miranda to help her up. She reached down for Miranda's shoulders. Miranda lifted to her knees.
"No, Carley. I'm gonna whoop your ass!" Miranda threw out her left elbow for Carley's face. "Bitch!"
But Carley was quick. She stepped back, avoiding the blow. "OOOOHHHHH!" Miranda's momentum, as she rose and turned powerfully with her elbow strike, spun her around. Her mouth opened, again with surprise, as she tripped over Stacy's leg. "OOOHHHH! NO."
Miranda PLOPPED!" on her big ass and her teeth "CLATTERED!" together. Her legs shot up in front as she fell back, dazed.
"Mandy, I'm sorry", the tough blonde again approached Miranda. But, Miranda, again showing her toughness, pushed herself up quickly.
"YOU LITTLE REDNECK, BITCH! I'M GONNA KILL YOU!" Miranda stood in a boxing stance. "I'M GONNA KICK YOUR ASS!" She stepped over her lover's outstretched
body as she approached Carley.
"No, Mandy! Don't do this!" Carley pleaded, but Miranda pressed forward and swung a wild right at Carley's head.
"SWOOOSH! it missed, as Carley ducked and stepped inside. Miranda swung with her left "SWOOOSH!", another miss, as the blond dodged and ducked again.
"Hey, honey, I'll get her!" the tall regal and shapely bikinied blonde had pushed herself up and was charging Carley from the side. Carley turned just as the beautiful Stacey Kiebler look-alike lunged at her. Tall blonde's arms reached out and closed, but the small quick country girl had moved aside. Just as tall blond closed her arms, Carley shot up a quick left upper cut into the beautiful girl's stomach.
"UUUUGGGH!" A sickening gasp rushed from the regal woman's opened mouth. She fell to her knees. Her nice model's butt pushed back and her bikini bottoms wedged into her butt crack. Quick, Carley, saw her chance. I noticed that she looked back behind the fallen beauty. She, being a lesbian, I was sure she liked what she saw. Then, inexplicably, she got mad, real mad. She reached out with her right hand and grabbed the back elastic band of the tall blond's bikini bottoms. With her left hand, she grabbed the blond's long hair . She lifted the squilling blonde up. "NO! NO! NO! PLEASE! PLEASE!" The beauty cried as she was lifted up into a bending wedgie.
"Put her down, redneck!" My Miranda stepped in front to block the path of her lover, who was being thrust through the air like sack. To late! She saw her mistake. "NOOO!"
Short blonde fighter thrust the tall blond's face right into Miranda's gut. "OOOHHH! OOOHHH!" with the girl's face shoved into her gut, Miranda fell back on her butt again. Tall blonde "SPLATTED!"right on top of her, face down.
Then, for some reason, Carley's love for Miranda suddenly ceased. Thr change was palpable. She reached down and grabbed the tall blond's hair with her left hand, and with her right hand she grabbed my Miranda's hair. "I've had about enough of your crap, Mandy!" Carley scolded her as she lifted the two stunned and dazed Amazons.
"CRACK!" She smashed their heads together. "PLOP!" the tall blonde dropped to her ass immediately. But poor Miranda, looking confused and drunk, staggered around and grabbed her head.
I never in a million years immagined I would see anything like that happen to my beautiful, perfect Miranda, but I kept watching and didn't help. And it got worse for Miranda. Much worse.
As Miranda staggered around holding her head, Carley ran to her. "Mandy, I gave you everything, and you were rotten to me." She reached for Miranda's sweat-pants at the hips. "Now, you are going to pay." She yanked the sweat-pants down around Miranda's thighs. Miranda was turned with her back to me, so I got a full view of her huge white-pantied buttocks. "You deserve this, you fat whore!" Carley spit as she once again moved in front of the confused Amazon.I always thought you had a fat ass and a fat mushy belly." She dropped again to her right knee and, with a karate sounding "YAH!", she drove her right fist once again into Miranda's soft guts.
"UUUMMFF! UUUGGH!" Miranda croaked as Carley's fist disappeared into her gut. "UUGGH!" Miranda's face and opened mouth fell forward. She held her stomach as her butt, with her legs pinched together at the thighs by her sweat-pants, pushed back, big and wide in her white panties.
"The biggest, finest ass in the world" I thought, as I salivated at the sight.
As Miranda staggered helplssly around holding her stomach, Carley ran to the tall blonde, who had regained consciousness and was beginning to rise. "I'm not finished with you yet, bitch.Get up."
Carley grabbed the tall girl's hair and helped her to her feet. the tall blonde cried out "What is your problem, bitch?", and swung her right arm around in a slow roundhouse. It missed bad. Carley dipped under the swing and with an explosive thrust, she jumped up and grabbed the back of the beautiful girl's head with both of her hands, and shoved her right knee into the taller girl's chin. "CRACK!" Kiebler's head shot back, her arms windmilled around, and she fell flat on her ass. She was out as she plopped back on the pavement.
One again, Miranda had recovered, and when she saw what Carley had done to her girlfriend, she went ballistic. "YOU FREAKING cxnt!" She yelled as she rushed Carley, who was turned away from her.
In all of the years I'd known Maranda, I'd never thought of her as stupid, but now after seeing her get her big pretty ass kicked, and after yelling her presence, I knew she was an idiot. And even more pathetic, her sweat pants were stll pulled down to her thiighs, which hampered her movements. But this was nice for me. Her beautiful big cotton-pantied ass was turned towards me.
She tried to grab Carley's shoulders from behind, but Carley, having heard her call out, dipped and turned. She threw another straight right into Maranda''s soft gut."PLUUUMMP" I could hear the sound of Carley's fist penetrating Miranda's innards from across the street. "UUUUG!" Maranda's face fell forward, and her big butt pushed back in my direction. But Carley did not stop her assault. She quickly ran behind Maranda and kneed her ass. "POP!" And again, "POP!" Right in the big beautiful woman's crack.
"OW! OW!" Maranda croaked as she threw her hands back to protect her big vulnerable butt.
"All this time I thought I was lucky to have you Maranda, but now I see you were nothing but a fat-assed slut." The little blonde grabbed Maranda's left wrist and jerked the big girl around. Then, as Maranda squilled , she threw a quick left-right combo right into Maranda's gut, again. "YAH!" The little woman yelled out as her fists pentrated Maranda's soft gut again.
"UUUUG!" the object of my dreams, my big beautiful Amazonian neighbor, stood in a stupor. The sick expression on her pretty face suggested that Her guts were mush. And she was in no condition to continue fighting, if that beat down was a fight at all. The thing is, that I never imagined my beautiful, perfect neighbor in a fight, and if she were, I thought with her size and athleticism, she would dominate about anyone. But there she was getting her gut punched and aass kicked and humiliated by a much smaller woman.
"Your gut sore Maranda? I'm not finished with your fat ass yet, bitch." Carley spat. With both hands, she popped both of Maranda's ears.
"OWEEE!" Maranda croaked as she reacged for her ears.
Then, the liitle tough girl drilled another right deep into Maranda's stumach agaain. Her hand disappeared into the soft gut..
"PLOP!" And Maranda bent forward again. "UUUMF!" Her mouth opened sickly.
Carley reached behind Maranda with her left hand and grabbed Maranda's signature ponytail. She jerked Maranda upright and then, placing both hands over and behind Maranda's head in a Thai clench, she yanked Maranda's upper body down, jumped up and thrusted her right knee deeply into the big girl's gut. It penetrated deeply into the core of Maranda.
"FLUUUP!" This time Maranda diddn't grunt out sickly, but gas was expelled out of her butt by the impact. Her butt, still pinched back by the warmup pants around her thighs, was pushed back and her face fell forward again. But the little warrior did not release her head clinch..
"Your stomach upset Maranda? Need to expell some gas, fat girl?" She yaked Maranda's upper body down again and jumped her knee up into Maranda's pulverized gut again. It speared through Maranda's soft squishy mound.
"PLUUUP!" and then another gas release, ""FLUUUT!". Marnda bent forward again, but the smaller girl would not let her fall. She dragged the Amazon over to the side of the Escalade, putting Maranda's big ass against thee driver's side window. My Maranda was out on her feet and moaning. "OOH! OOH! MY STOMACH! MY INSIDES HURT"
"They're gonna hurt more, fatass." Carley yelled out. Now, she didn't seem angry; she seemed to be having fun. She released Maranda briefly, stepped back, and shot her right hand, fingers straight, like a missile, into Maraanda's stomach.
"PLOP!" This time Carley's arm disappeared up to her elbow into Maranda's insides. Then she withdrew her pointed hand and shot it forward again. "PLOP!" And again, this time even deeper "PLOP!" She stepped back.
Maranda didn't croak this time and she didn't bend forward. She just looked sick, like a bomb had exploded in her gut. She dropped to her knees and plopped on her face in front of Carley. Her biig undied butt faced up.
Carley jumped up, lifted her right boot and kicked it down hard on Marandaa's right butt cheek. "POP!" I could see Maranda's big jello-like butt cheek jiggle as the banchee lifted her boot. Then Carley moved behind Maranda and stepped between her legs. She liifted her right boot again and planted it-heel down-into Maranda's butt crack. She dug and twisted her heel into the soft tush
"Maranda, I used to think you were perfect; the perfect girl. But now I see you for what you are: a fatassed, soft-belllied bitch." Carley walked away and drove off in her red Duster.
Maranda layed face down, ass up. Her beautiful girlfriend was not far away out on her back. I could not believe what I had seen.
Maranda was hospitalized with bruised intestines. It was rumored that she wont be able to have a normal bowel movement for a long time. Needless to say, her beautiful Stacy Kiebler look alike girlfriend left her for another woman. What will become of my beautiful, perfect Miranda? Will she grow a fatter ass, watch tv. and drink beer for the rest of her life?
