chapter 21- beneath the beauty (p3)

Mia’s ego couldn’t take the smug way Kate was looking at her. It was like she was so self-assured. So positive of her accusations. It was like she was silently laughing at her!

And what for?? What did Kate have to laugh about??! She was a loser! She was fat! She’d just lost all rights of having guests over to the house! She’d lost everything! She’d always lose!

And yet the big breasted bimbo with the unsightly spare tire, and the overly abundant buttocks, still acted like she didn’t know her rightful place in relation to Mia. She wasn’t her equal. Not even close! She didn’t even deserve the benefit of having her friendship! Mia was sorority royalty! Kate wasn’t even fit to be her peasant! If anything, Kate’s proper place in relation to Mia was likely somewhere between shining her shoes as a submissive servant or cleaning up after her like hired help. Boy would Mia teach Kate some proper respect if she was her personal obedient servant.

Maybe that was exactly what was necessary to put her troublesome housemate in line. Kate liked making bets. Maybe this would be the last bet Mia would ever have to make.

“Fine.” Mia responded to Kate rather abruptly, while her mind continued to race.

If anything, it was a genius idea. Gaining weight would be quick and easy. It would be simple enough to pack on the necessary weight before winter break, then she’d best Kate again in their challenges and lose it all before she returned for the spring semester. Kate looked huge at her inflated weight, but that was because all of the weight she’d gained was unsightly fat. Mia wouldn’t be so stupid in her calculations. She’d make sure all the weight she gained was muscle. Then her tummy would remain small, and her body would remain tight. Nobody would even be able to tell the difference, and even if they could, she’d start wearing her winter clothes a little early to hide it.

Heck, there would be other benefits to doing this too. Judging by the amount Kate’s breasts had grown over the first half of this semester, Mia would likely experience an overdue growths spurt in the bust department too. Trent’s commitment to her would never falter, but at least she could rid herself of all doubts she had about him. This would be great! She could prove Kate wrong and shut the pest up forever.

“Excuse me?” Kate mumbled unable to imagine that Mia had accepted her all-or-nothing challenge so brazenly.

“I’m going to make you eat your words. I’ll match your weight, prove Trent loves me for more than just my tight waistline, and then spank you in our rematch.” Mia concluded, as she decided to reveal the price Kate would have to pay for her insubordination, “But if we do this, we are going to raise the stakes of our previous bet.”

“I’m listening.” Kate answered in all seriousness.

“When I win, you have to admit. forever, once and for all, that I am superior to you in every way. You gotta be my personal servant for the rest of the school year! I’m talking laundry duty, chores.. foot massages… anything I say, you gotta do. For free. Oh, and last but not least. After I beat you, I’m going on a diet. And since you’ll be my servant, for every single pound I lose, I’m gonna make you gain two, at least! Understand?!” Mia roared in a mocking tone, as she got in Kate’s face and continued, “You’re gonna be stuck being FAT for beach season! Hahaha!”

“Deal.” Kate stoutly accepted Mia’s terms. Sure, the risk was great, but the reward was certainly worth the risk. Trying to show Mia that she had no fear, Kate burst, “You’re gonna lose, your boyfriend, your hot body, and all the perks that come with having them!”

“Haha, when pigs fly!” Mia laughed, as she raised an eyebrow to Kate’s threat, “You’re SO gonna regret this, hahaha!”

“Maybe. Maybe not.” Kate hummed, “You think you are so clever. But if I win, you gotta be MY personal servant for the rest of the year. You’re gonna have to eat every scrap of food I put in front of YOU, without question, until summer vacation. Maybe I won’t be as thin as I wanna be for beach season, but I’m gonna look positively skinny compared to you! You can diet all you want over the summer. I’m going to make you so fat before then that it won’t matter.”

“Tough talk coming from such a soft girl,” Mia teased, as she paused and thought for a moment. This bet was actually genius! Kate would be stuck at her current inflated weigh until she could match her, and then when Mia won, she’d make sure her former rival was fattened completely out of social relevance while she dieted back to pure perfection. It would be the prefect revenge for the foolish war Kate had started. And, so what if she had to put on a little weight? Mia knew she was an athlete. She’d lose the weight in no time once she’d won. It would be gone before spring semester even started. At the very least, purposefully putting on weight and then losing it would be a good experience to remind her of why she should always stay thin later in life. Making up her mind, Mia continued her thought with a certain scathing disposition, “You’re never going to win, so you can talk as tough as you like. Unlike you, your words have no weight to them.”

“Then it’s a bet.” Kate responded biting her tongue. She didn’t have a good comeback for Mia’s witty jibe anyway.

“It’s a bet.” Mia nodded sadistically, as she glared into Kate’s eyes and raised her eyebrow combatively, “Do you know what that means?”

“What?” Kate muttered almost taken aback by the creepy look Mia was giving her.

“I can’t match your weight if I don’t know exactly how much you weigh. So, let’s weigh you piggy!” Mia beamed in her best baby voice, while she shook Kate’s fat stomach all around.

“Get off!” Kate grunted loudly, as she grabbed Mia’s wrists and tossed her hands off in irritation. She wasn’t exactly feeling eager to learn how much weight her body had accumulated since her plan to fatten Mia up had so completely backfired, but she had Mia on the hook of a bet that could be her downfall. She couldn’t refuse Mia’s request, even if she wanted to. Clearing her throat and settling down, Kate sighed, “Let’s go…”