08-04-2008, 03:59 PM
reversal written by countrymouse 11
Carrie lifted her nose as she saw Alicia approaching. The brunette was almost a dark twin of hers same size and weight, but with beautiful olive skin. A contrast to Carrie's white skin and blonde hair.
This caused problems between the boys and on the squad. Both girls were hot as they come, with muscular young bodies. Alicia won out more because she was also in gymnastics. Being a better athlete and having her exotic look put her at odds with the All American Carrie.
Carrie narrowed her eyes as an idea came to her. Here we are in a crowded hall, that b###h is coming right at me, no one will ever know, not even her. Carrie balled her fist and cocked it ready to fire her arm into the darker girl's belly.
"Come and get it." She said to herself, she found her teeth bared like an animal ready to pounce.
Alicia smiled walking with a cute skip that made her short thigh length cheer skirt flare up and catch the eye of every guy that walked passed. Alicia was in range now, Carrie threw her fist forward aiming low to bring her fist up into the girl's belly. Or... at least that was the plan. Her arm was stiff and didn't move more than an inch.
She glanced from side to side and realized that two of the guys were holding her arms secure.
Adrenaline over took her, her heart pumped double time as Carrie saw clearly now that Alicia was not such a sweet girl after all. Alicia's smile never faded she got right up in the blondes face. "Hi boys. Hey Carrie looking for THIS?"
Alicia emphasized the last word putting her hands on Carrie's shoulders and lifted her knee into the girl's soft belly.
"Oohhhhh!" Carrie groaned pathetically. Her cry won the attention of the crowd scurrying to class.
"You like that blue eyes?" Screamed Alicia, "That feel good?"
Alicia smashed her left fist into Carrie's face sending her reeling sideways. The boys staggered a little to keep hold of her.
"Yeah get that b###h!" Encouraged one of the onlookers.
"Get her coat off!" Alicia commanded. Carrie struggled and cursed them as they wrestled the cheer blazer off of her. Her yellow and black top had no sleeves and revealed the muscle in Carrie's biceps.
Alicia grabbed Carrie's top and started pulling on it, trying to get it off. Carrie knew what was going on and pleaded with her not to do this. Alicia hit her again.
"Ooffff."
"Shut up!" The olive skinned girl turned to one of her assistants. "Brad, get her shirt off."
Brad looked confused. "Uhh..."
Alicia, "Improvise! I'll hold her.."
Alicia did just that. Brad was a big fellow one of the Football players, he was uncomfortable but not so much that he was going to miss the opportunity to play out a fantasy.
"No." Carrie cried, but it was too late, a beefy hand reached out to her blouse hooking into her neckline. Brad tore downward, "Shrrrriiipppp!" and the cloth ripped apart from seem to seem. The blonde's tight torso exploded into view, making more then one guy awe at the sight. Carrie was beautiful her stomach flat but soft, her shoulders broad and muscled.
"Lose the bra man!" Brad looked at Alicia for approval. The girl nodded.
Carrie whimpered, thrashing her legs, as Brad carefully unclipped the bra from the front and let it drop. The blonde's figure was incredible more a woman's body than a girls.
Alicia scooped up the bra, and held it up like a flag. "How do you like the blonde queen now huh?"
They approved. "Okay I want another shot.
Brad grinned more comfortable now. "You wait your turn." The big guy balled a fist and threw an uppercut into her belly. The blondes head bobbed as she folded in half, her legs lifted off the ground and she barely landed on them. "OooouuuuuuuFFFF!" Carrie staggered as she was pulled up.
"Oof!" "Oh!" "Ouuuuf!" Carrie was bounced from the pavement a few more times.
"Alright, alright! We don't want her to pass out before she learns her lesson!
Carrie lifted her nose as she saw Alicia approaching. The brunette was almost a dark twin of hers same size and weight, but with beautiful olive skin. A contrast to Carrie's white skin and blonde hair.
This caused problems between the boys and on the squad. Both girls were hot as they come, with muscular young bodies. Alicia won out more because she was also in gymnastics. Being a better athlete and having her exotic look put her at odds with the All American Carrie.
Carrie narrowed her eyes as an idea came to her. Here we are in a crowded hall, that b###h is coming right at me, no one will ever know, not even her. Carrie balled her fist and cocked it ready to fire her arm into the darker girl's belly.
"Come and get it." She said to herself, she found her teeth bared like an animal ready to pounce.
Alicia smiled walking with a cute skip that made her short thigh length cheer skirt flare up and catch the eye of every guy that walked passed. Alicia was in range now, Carrie threw her fist forward aiming low to bring her fist up into the girl's belly. Or... at least that was the plan. Her arm was stiff and didn't move more than an inch.
She glanced from side to side and realized that two of the guys were holding her arms secure.
Adrenaline over took her, her heart pumped double time as Carrie saw clearly now that Alicia was not such a sweet girl after all. Alicia's smile never faded she got right up in the blondes face. "Hi boys. Hey Carrie looking for THIS?"
Alicia emphasized the last word putting her hands on Carrie's shoulders and lifted her knee into the girl's soft belly.
"Oohhhhh!" Carrie groaned pathetically. Her cry won the attention of the crowd scurrying to class.
"You like that blue eyes?" Screamed Alicia, "That feel good?"
Alicia smashed her left fist into Carrie's face sending her reeling sideways. The boys staggered a little to keep hold of her.
"Yeah get that b###h!" Encouraged one of the onlookers.
"Get her coat off!" Alicia commanded. Carrie struggled and cursed them as they wrestled the cheer blazer off of her. Her yellow and black top had no sleeves and revealed the muscle in Carrie's biceps.
Alicia grabbed Carrie's top and started pulling on it, trying to get it off. Carrie knew what was going on and pleaded with her not to do this. Alicia hit her again.
"Ooffff."
"Shut up!" The olive skinned girl turned to one of her assistants. "Brad, get her shirt off."
Brad looked confused. "Uhh..."
Alicia, "Improvise! I'll hold her.."
Alicia did just that. Brad was a big fellow one of the Football players, he was uncomfortable but not so much that he was going to miss the opportunity to play out a fantasy.
"No." Carrie cried, but it was too late, a beefy hand reached out to her blouse hooking into her neckline. Brad tore downward, "Shrrrriiipppp!" and the cloth ripped apart from seem to seem. The blonde's tight torso exploded into view, making more then one guy awe at the sight. Carrie was beautiful her stomach flat but soft, her shoulders broad and muscled.
"Lose the bra man!" Brad looked at Alicia for approval. The girl nodded.
Carrie whimpered, thrashing her legs, as Brad carefully unclipped the bra from the front and let it drop. The blonde's figure was incredible more a woman's body than a girls.
Alicia scooped up the bra, and held it up like a flag. "How do you like the blonde queen now huh?"
They approved. "Okay I want another shot.
Brad grinned more comfortable now. "You wait your turn." The big guy balled a fist and threw an uppercut into her belly. The blondes head bobbed as she folded in half, her legs lifted off the ground and she barely landed on them. "OooouuuuuuuFFFF!" Carrie staggered as she was pulled up.
"Oof!" "Oh!" "Ouuuuf!" Carrie was bounced from the pavement a few more times.
"Alright, alright! We don't want her to pass out before she learns her lesson!