chapter 20- let the games begin (p2)

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.