★Memorable Author: [El_Roy_1999] The Jockettes

[El_Roy_1999]

"Boring. Miss Danilow seemed a little sad that you didn't turn up. The others didn't care much. I can give you the assignments for the next week."
Renée asked:
"Don't we have next week off?"
"Of course, but they still gave us plenty of work."
Gwen interrupted:
"Most of the work is going to be working out! Aurelie, you look like you could use a good set of repetitions. Have you been shirking?"
"I was really swamped. I'm sorry. But I'll pick up where I stopped."
"About that ... There's been a change of plans. There's the gear now and we sort of stepped up the level. Are you in?"
"I'm not sure ..."
"What, are you chicken? Afraid of needles? Afraid to be big and strong?"
Gwen walked over to Aurelie and pumped herself up in front of her.
"Afraid of changes?"
"No ... It's just that this is so ... much."
"Of course! That's the whole point. We're the Jockettes! We're big and we're hard and we're proud!"
"But ..."
"Look at your shirt. What does it say?"
"It says 'pump it'."
"Exactly. So pump it!"
"Okay."
Aurelie shrunk before the muscular girl's onslaught.
"Also, we got you new outfits. These should get you in the mood!"
She tossed her the "Jockettes"-clothes.
"Put these on and get ready to work it. Time for you to get shot up."
"Okay."
"I'm going to get some more food."
Gwen marched out, leaving the dazed Aurelie to look at the remaining pair.
"What's with her?"
"She's a bit short-tempered now. Must be the 'roids."
"Do you think it's a good idea?"
"We've been on them for two days and it really works. Doesn't it, Renée?"
"Sure. It's another level really."
"Okay. Also, what happened to your lips?"
"I got them injected again. Looks sexy, huh?" Christina licked them. "Want a kiss?"
She turned around and kissed Renée on the mouth. They frenched for a while, moaning and fumbling at each other's muscle body.

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Aurelie looked at the display for a while. It was hot, she had to admit. She stepped into the bathroom when Christina pushed Renée down and started to lick her friend's clit. She put on the bikini and the shorts. They were a little loose. She looked at herself in the mirror and did a few tentative flexes. Maybe the others were right. She had liked the additional strength and the tightness of the first trainings. She'd just try it for a while and stop it when it got too much. Before it got too much. Outside, she could hear the horny pair moan in passion. Somehow she envied them for their easiness. When she met Renée, the girl had been a thin, nerdish and, well, boring. Watching her move confidently through the school floors was impressive. Somehow, she wanted this confidence too.
She walked back in to see them 69 on the couch. She stared at them in disbelief. Confidence was one thing, but this was ridiculous. She could hear them mumble and moan. Suddenly, she realised that Gwen was standing next to her. Her arms were loaded with Tupperware boxes full of food. She put it down and took Aurelie's arm.
"Horny?"
"Not really. Surprised."
"Fine." Gwen let her and cleared her throat. "Girls? Food!"
Christina mumbled back:
"Not now. I'm not ... ah ... finished yet. Go on! Go on!"
Renée replied:
"Why don't you go and shoot Aurelie up while I give this sweet muscle bitch what she deserves."
"Yes, do that. Lick me, my sexy beast. Lick me!"
Gwen shrugged and asked:
"Are you coming?"
Aurelie hesitated. She looked at the muscular girls working each other into a sexual frenzy, she looked at Gwen's muscular body. She took a deep breath and said:
"Okay."

[solitariodude]

  OKAY!

[El_Roy_1999]

"Bless me father, for I have sinned. It has been two weeks since my last confession." Christina knelt down in the confession booth and waited for the priest to react. Her mind wasn't really on this, but she knew she had to. Going to the mass without confessing first was out of question for her father and so it was the same for her. She wore a demure grey dress and a large white shawl that hid her neck muscles and her massive shoulders. She had spent the morning training and was feeling very clean, now that she had showered. The gear was doing wonders and she was happy to see that her muscles were growing steadily. The others were just as happy. Gwen had spent most of Saturday arguing why she should be allowed to use more than the others, but she had forbidden it. Of course, she was concerned about her friend's health, but she also wanted to catch up. She had been playing with the idea of using more gear herself. After all, she had paid for it. Also, she wondered whether she should get one of the girls to move in with her. She was horny all the time and would really have preferred to be licked whenever she wanted it. Getting the masseur to fuck her was nice, but the more, the merrier.
There was also the matter with Aurelie. She was really unsure about her. On one hand, she was cute and she seemed to be into muscle growth just like the others, on the other hand, she was always fussing, always afraid. Even when they had injected her and made her pump iron, she had taken forever to appreciate it. Also, while the original trio kept to their diet religiously, Aurelie usually ate too little. It was weird to watch. Gwen was basically gorging herself on protein and devouring one chicken breast after the other. Even Renée, which had seemed so boring at first, was eating like a horse. Aurelie would just stop after a while. Sometimes she wondered why she bothered at all.
"What do you wish to confess, my child."
Christina took a deep breath:
"Father, I have slept with men and women, even though I am not married. I have skipped school and I have bought steroids and hormones and drugs and used them to build my body. I have been vain and I enjoyed watching my body grow more muscular and sexy. I have insulted my teacher and lied to my parents. I have helped force a friend of mine into the same life as mine. I have blackmailed my mother's masseur into having sex with me."
The priest listened and then asked:
"Do you feel remorse?"
She was unsure. It did feel good and she felt liberated. Who was she lying to? Of course she loved it. There was no remorse, not even a little. They owed her what she did. It was her parents' fault for not caring about her. It was her teacher's fault for being boring and obnoxious. And finally, it felt way too good to be strong and powerful. She loved the strength, she loved the constant horniness, the changes inside her.
"I do. I'll try to make it good again."
The priest hesitated. He couldn't really see her, but he knew Christina since she was a little babe. Was this really the same girl? He felt he should say something. Was she telling the truth? Normally, he would have recognised the sound of a lie, but her voice had changed and she seemed to be sure of herself. He decided to give her a chance. Also, he felt a little curious about what she was like. Just some morbid curiosity.
"I recommend you to release the masseur and leave him alone. I also suggest you try to find out what you actually want to achieve and think about whether this is the correct way to do it. Finally, don't skip class. You risk repeating the whole year and that would be a waste of your own time."
"I'll try to do that."
"Do it. Please. For your own sake."
"Okay."
He shrugged and absolved her and waited for her to get out. He was sure to keep an eye on her during mass, just to see what she had done to herself. It felt strange, but then, it always did.

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"Have you confessed your sins?"
"Of course, dad. Everything went well." Christina sat next to her parents in one of the front rows. Her mother wore a demure dress that concealed her curves while her father wore his best suit. At first, she had expected him to say something about her lips, but he hadn't even looked at her. Her mother had smiled at her the same way she always did and had told her of her trip. She didn't seem to notice any changes either. Christina was both relieved and disappointed at the same time. She was glad that they hadn't decided to stress her about it, but she would have loved them to be a little shocked about her transformation. But no, nothing. It was as if they didn't care or didn't notice. Well, she'd make them notice eventually.
The mass went on and on. Soon, she was bored as she went through the motions. She couldn't help noticing that the priest eyed her occasionally, so she flashed him a demure smile, but he didn't react either. It was weird. When the procedure was through, she got out of the church and skipped on her parents. Eating at a restaurant with them was both boring and stupid, since it would mess up her diet. Instead, she got into her car and went to her tailor to pick up her new clothes. She had finally outgrown her previous wardrobe and had decided to get a new one quickly. As she was trying it on, she got a message from Dan. He was one of the moderately popular guys in school and invited her to a party to celebrate the fact that there was no school the next week. No big occasion, but with a few days to prepare, the girls would make a show that no one would ever forget. She checked whether the others were invited too and scheduled their training for the next days. She decided that they would have to look their best.
Once she was home, she swallowed some more protein and went back to training. There was still a lot to do.

Meanwhile, Renée was wasting away at her family's home, waiting to be excused. Her parents were quite liberal, but they had their problems accepting their daughter's new lifestyle. Her father distributed the food and said:
"Here's your chicken breast, Ren."
"Thank you, dad."
They sat down and started eating. While her father and mother enjoyed their meal, she just stuffed the meat into her mouth and finished quickly.
"Can I go now?"
Her mother shook her head:
"Wait, please."
"What is it?"
"We need to talk."
She sighed:
"Fine. What is it?"
"It's about your new look."
"What about it?"
"Well, you are an adult and you can do what you like, but maybe you should listen to our advice."
"I am. Be quick about it. I have things to do."
"We know. Renée, you are young and it's okay that you try things. It's important. But you should refrain from doing anything that cannot be undone and that will be there all your life unless you think about it."
"Is it about the lips? That's temporary and Christina paid for it. It was a certified surgeon."
"Well, the lips are part of it. It's also ..."
"The muscles, right?"
"Well, yes ..."
"So what? I like the look, I feel good, I'm stronger than either of you. I feel awesome, I feel assertive. You always wanted me to have a strong personality and to stand up for myself."
"We did, but this is unhealthy."
"So is smoking and meatloaf. So is working too much. But I get a benefit from it, while you're just doing things without thinking."
Her mother turned to her father:
"Darling, say something."
"What your mother wants to say is that we don't think it's good to disown yourself. You changed, but it's not how you were supposed to."
"Are you sure you know what I'm supposed to be like? I like the look. I like the feeling. But it's okay. You can't understand. You haven't tried it and I know you wouldn't. Let's agree on this: I don't tell you how you're supposed to live your life and you leave me to mine."
He closed his eyes and said:
"It's my house and my rules."
"Do you want me to leave?"
"No."
"Then don't make me. Give me a chance, you'll grow into it. Mom, dad, keep cool, I've got it under control. Also, I'm going to see Christina. See you tonight. And dad, don't work too much. It's Sunday."
After she left, her mother said:
"Well, that went well, don't you think?"
"I know. I'm sorry, but she is convincing."
"You'll see: When she grows out of this stupidity, she'll become a lawyer."

[solitariodude]

  Yeah when she grows out of it, she'll be a lawyer like Jen Walters 

[El_Roy_1999]

When she arrived at Christina's home, she was told by her servants that she was upstairs. Renée knew the way, yet she still found it odd to be in such a luxurious environment. She went upstairs and knocked at her friend's door.
"Who's there?"
"It's me, Renée."
"Come in." Christina was there in her underwear, sitting at her desk and filling some tights with rice.
"Hi. What's going on? How was church?"
"Church was boring, as always. Do you ever go to there?"
"Nah. My parents are atheists. Never had much to do with religion. So, what are you doing?"
"I'm filling rice in tights."
"I can see that. But why?"
"I read that on the internet. The rice gives you a rough feeling of the size, weight and feel of breast implants."
"So you're going to get them?"
"Sure. And soon too. Wanna help?"
"Okay."
Renée sat down next to her friend and stretched the tights while Christina poured the rice into a cup and filled it into the fabric.
"How many are you going to do?"
"I know I could just fill one up and add more as I go, but I think it's cooler if I prepare several sizes. Besides, these tights were real cheap."
Once they had five pairs of bags in front of them, Christina took off her bra and showed her breasts. She said:
"They really shrank, don't you think?"
Renée shrugged:
"I don't know. I have to admit I didn't really care back then."
"Breasts are not that interesting to you, are they?"
"Probably because I never had any to talk about."
Christina smirked:
"That's right. Maybe we can fix that. Now where are my bras?"
Christina emptied the bag of clothes and pulled out a set of tailor-made bras. She explained:
"I don't have your kind of back, but I still need mine to be wide enough. Buying off the shelf is no longer an option."
Renée nodded. She usually didn't wear a bra anyway. There was no point. She smiled as Christina struggled to get hers on. Once she was ready, she turned around. The bra left a lot of room in front. Chrsitina took the smallest bag, which still held two cups of rice and stuffed it in. She flopped her breasts on top of it and shimmied until it felt right.
"Pass me the shirt."
Renée gave her the Jockettes-shirt that laid there and Christina slipped it on. She got up. Her rice tits bounced.
"What do you think?"
"They're a bit small, don't you think?"
Christina walked over to her full-length mirror.
"Yep. Next bra!"
She pulled the shirt off, switched the bra and took the next biggest pair. Four cups of rice. More squeezing and fumbling followed.
"They're nice. I think they're reasonable, a little small perhaps."
Renée gave her a dirty grin:
"Didn't you say pornstar boobs?"
Christina replied:
"Give me the biggest you got."

[solitariodude]

Alright... I just had to know if that was for real or not, so I googled it and, sure enough, that's the way a woman can size-test for implants I'd of thought water balloons would be a better method

[El_Roy_1999]

Renée grabbed the big bags of rice that sat on the desk and threw them at Christina. She caught them awkwardly, then stuffed them inside her bra. The T-shirt strained and Christina cursed.
"It's too tight. Fuck."
With a sudden flex, she tore up the seams of her shirt, blowing off the front. The bra was way too small and looked ridiculous. She stared at the torn shirt and ripped the rest off.
"Wow. That was impressive."
Renée nodded:
"Absolutely. Let's try it again, but with the right bra this time."
Once she had it on, Renée stuffed the bags into the cups and arranged her friend's tiny looking breasts on top of them. Then, she helped her fit inside the largest T-shirt she had. There was abit of panting, but finally, she was ready.
She turned to the mirror and checked her reflection.
"Wow! These look about right. Look at the size of them. How much was that?"
"Ten cups. That's about two litres. A little more."
"They're huge. I love them."
Christina shimmied her fake breasts and squeezed them. There was a slight crackling. Renée grinned:
"Let's hope your real fakes won't make that kind of noise."
Christina jumped up and was surprised by their motion.
"Whoa. Gotta be careful making jumping jacks with those. So, what do you think? Big enough for you?"
Renée swallowed:
"They're nice and they're in proportion with your muscles. But I don't think you could hide them."
"Why would I want to?"
"Well, your parents, for example."
"Honestly, screw my parents. They didn't even notice my lips, so why should they notice these boobs?"
"If you say so ..."
Christina bounded across the room and said:
"They are big, I'll give you that. Want to try yourself?"
"Me?"
"Of course. Let's see what you look like with big ones!"
"I don't know ..."
"It's just rice!"
Ten minutes later, the two girls were mashing their oversized rice boobs into each others'. Christina said:
"You so have to get these! This is so sexy!"
"It's a bit awkward for kissing, though."
"We'll manage. We'll just take of our bras. And I'm so going to motorboat you when you have them."
"Hey!"
"Why not? You're gorgeous!"
They cuddled a little closer until Christina said:
"You're going to have to lick me now, Renée!"
The other girl grinned and dived.
"One orgasm, coming up!"

After she was done, Christina returned the favour. They laid on her queen-sized bed, sweaty and glowing.
"That was awesome!"
Renée was exhilerated. Christina smiled:
"You're getting better and better. Your tongue is a true master's instrument."
"Mistresses'."
"That."
"Have you been invited to Dan's party too?"
"Of course. You coming?"
"If we're all going."
"I guess we are. It's pretty soon, so I'm going to pump harder, make myself bigger. We're going to make one hell of an impression. Watch these!"
She flexed her abs. The huge rice-tits shaded them, but it was clear they were getting harder and more defined.
"Cool, huh?"
"They're bigger already. That was quick."
"Yes. You know what, I thought about something."
"What is it?"
"You know how Gwen is always going on about how long she's being doing this and how big she wants to be?"
"Hard to miss."
"Exactly. So I decided that we're going to catch up."
"How so?"
"I've hired a personal trainer just for us two. I want to get huge too. Bigger than her."
"But what about being a muscular sex goddess?"
"I don't think there's a limit to the muscular thing. Also, I think she's injecting some stuff on the side."
"But where would she get it? Also, it's dangerous to overdo it."
"I don't know. She has her channels. And you know her. If it can be done, she'll overdo it."
"That's right."
Christina nodded and said:
"There's another thing ..."
"What is it?"
"I couldn't help noticing that you still keep your little bush down there. I really like to lick you, but I'll pay for a waxing."
"Okay ..."
"Thank you. You make my life better!"
Renée shrugged. That was quick. She found it strange how easy she accepted whatever Christina came up with. It felt odd since the popular girl had joined their group after her. What was going on?

[Lightnin25g]

Make the next part about the workouts that they have, then Dan's party!   Good do far!

[El_Roy_1999]

The day of Dan's party came and the four young women were getting ready for their entrance. They met at Christina's to finish their preparations. Aurelie was quite surprised by her friends' evolving physique. She had missed a few workouts and skipped several of the injections, so she was still lightly toned  and in shape. The others, however, had improved tremendously. She couldn't believe her eyes.
Renée and Christina were just doing very specific exercises which neither of them had ever seen before. They were sweating like crazy and grunted and howled with the effort. Their muscles were bulging, their veins engorged. She was astonished by their shape. Once they finished their sets, they stopped and emptied some more protein shakes. As they got up, Aurelie was surprised by their muscularity. They were rock hard. She asked:
"Wow! What happened to you?"
Christina replied sassily:
"Something that isn't going to happen to you anytime soon if you keep on skipping your workouts, puny girl."
She walked over to the tall girl and swayed her hips and her bulky shoulders. She had definitely added a few pounds of muscles in no time. Christina pushed her back with her chest and continued:
"What's up with you? Are you chicken? Want to be a wimp again?"
"Hey, Christina, calm down. I just asked what you were doing?"
"What I'm doing is, I'm training. A lot. Look at these!"
She flexed her exposed abdominals. They bunched into a solid brick wall.
"And these!"
She rolled her shoulders and presented her biceps and triceps.
"What do you think?"
"You are getting huge. What about Gwen?"
"Gwen's in the shower. If you think I'm huge, just you wait."
"Okay ... How about you, Renée?"
Renée dried off a bit of sweat and said:
"I'm fine. Christina got us a pers ..."
Christina gave her a searing look and made a cutting motion with her hand.
"She got us personalised workout outfits."
"Really ..."
"Sure."
Before they could continue, the door of the bathroom opened and a dark-skinned goddess stepped inside the room. Gwen held her towel lightly and said:
"Chris, your shower is awesome. The water comes from all around! I love that!"
She noticed Aurelie and added:
"Hi, Aurelie. You look ... normal. Nice."
The last word came out like an insult.
"Gwen, why don't you leave me alone?"
"Why should I? Look at this."
She dropped the towel and revealed her body. Aurelie was used to weird things and watching Christina and Renée had prepared her, or so she thought. Watching Gwen's overtrained body, still glistening from the shower's spray, she felt sick and elated at the same time. Her body was so huge that she was easily more muscular than any guy from school. Actually, she looked more like a professional bodybuilder and a male one to that. Aurelie liked muscular guys, but she had to admit that Gwen fulfilled her desires too. What amazed her even more was that Gwen's clitoris had grown to fit her massive body. It was large and swollen and was more than an inch long. She had never seen one as big as that. Gwen went through a series of flexes and posed in front of her.
Aurelie gasped and stared at the female hulk in front of her.
"Impressed? I thought so."
Christina frowned. She said:
"Can we shower now?"
"It's free. Enjoy." Gwen turned to Aurelie and said:
"So, what are you going to do? Are you going to be serious now or are you going to leave?"
The two women disappered into the bath as Gwen went over to the taller girl and said:
"You like the muscles, don't you?"
She nodded.
"I thought as much. Want to touch them?"
She nodded again.
"I'm sorry, but no touching for weaklings. Get your own first!"

[solitariodude]

Poor Aurelie, afraid to bulk up like the big girls. Be nice to see her put them all to shame...

[El_Roy_1999]

The limousine pulled up in front of Dan's family's house. The girls inside were already quite excited and had enjoyed a bottle of champagne to get in the mood. They would bring some much needed glamour to this rather bland party. The chauffeur opened the door and held it as the quartet got out. Christina checked them one last time and nodded. They wore matching short black and white dresses that had the Jockettes colours as little details. Each one had been tailor-made to compliment their physiques. Renée's was a backless affair that left little to imagination and showcased her shoulders. Christina had opted for a skirt and shirt combo that exposed her ridiculously muscled midriff, while Gwen wore a strapless piece that literally showed off her herculean body. Aurelie's dress was the most conventional and displayed her cleavage to divert from her otherwise rather generic body. Renée put on her heels and checked her make-up. Christina had taken her time to make each one look gorgeous.
As a final touch, they pulled their jackets on and made for the door. Christina rang. They could hear music and laughter from the inside. There were lights in the garden at the back of the house. It took a while for someone to open. Finally, Dan opened the door and looked outside, staring in disbelief at his guests.
"Whoa. Hi, girls. How do you do?"
Christina smiled:
"We're fine, thank you."
He hesitated:
"Come in. Everybody is outside, in the back."
"Cool."
The group walked in, assessing the house. It was nicely kept, but rather traditional. Christina handed Dan two fancy paper bags.
"A little gift for our host."
"Thank you."
Dan was surprised by the bags' weight. He looked inside. There were several bottles of champagne and some top-class snacks.
"That's awesome. I'll just put them in the fridge, okay? Just go outside and enjoy yourself."
The other girls nodded, but Christina followed him to the kitchen and waited until he was done. He finished and asked:
"Want a drink? I make a nice Mojito."
"Sure."
He prepared it and gave it to her.
"Nice. I like the taste. Want to try?"
"Why not?"
He came closer, but she kept her lips on the straw. He waited for her to leave it to him, but instead, she took another sip and kissed him on the lips, letting the drink flow into his mouth. He backed off.
"Wait ... My girlfriend is outside, waiting for me."
"Just keep her waiting then."
She put the drink down and kissed him again. He hesitated, but she forced her tongue gently into his mouth and asked:
"I waited all day for this. Do you have any idea how horny I am?"
"Listen ..."
"Why should I?"
She kissed him again and began caressing his crotch. With a few forceful strokes, she had him rock-hard in his trousers.
"Does she keeps you waiting too?"
"I ... I ... Please ..."
"Okay, if you ask me ..."
She unbuttoned his fly and began squeezing his balls and working his dick.
"You're a big one. That's good. Have you ever fucked a big girl?"
"No, stop. That's a bad idea, we shouldn't ..."
"Oh, we should. Is there a place where we can be alone for a minute?"
"There's the pantry."
"The pantry? Why not."
Seconds later, she had wrapped his cock in a condom and pulled up her skirt. He was behind her and worked her asshole while she rubbed her clitoris in abandon. Whenever he was about to come, she grabbed his dick and calmed him down. He was very nervous, constantly afraid that someone might walk in and wanted to finish quickly, but she just wouldn't let him. In the end, he pleaded for her to let him come, but she was merciless. Only when she came did she squeeze and massage him so hard that he came, filling her ass with his cum. She grinned and pulled him out and said:
"Nice. A bit quick, though." She pulled her skirt back down and went out. "Clean up the mess, will you?"

[El_Roy_1999]

Meanwhile, the other girls had caused quite a stir. The guests stared at the two muscle-bound amazons in total confusion. Gwen just smiled and grabbed a beer, then walked over to the jocks, who were just flirting with a few girls, followed by Renée. Mike, the biggest of the guys gave her a strange look.  She grinned and said:
"Hey small fry!"
He blinked.
"What? What did you call me?"
"Small fry. You're puny."
The guys turned to her, focusing their attention on the muscular woman. The other girls crowded around to look at the confrontation. Mike was quite a bit taller than Gwen. He towered over her, but only in height. He had broad shoulders, a big neck and a muscular chest that was easily visible through his shirt. He wore a varsity jacket too and pointed at hers:
"Do you want a fight?"
"Got one?"
"Watch it, girl. I like spunk, but don't overdo it."
She grinned and dropped her jacket, revealing her supercharged physique:
"I always overdo what I do, squirt."
There were gasps of surprise all around. People stared at her huge muscles, pointed an whispered. Gwen reveled in their attention. She gave Mike a push. He frowned.
Renée took her shoulder and asked:
"Gwen, what's wrong with you, just leave him alone."
"Why should I. Let's give this loudmouth something to squeak about."
Mike shivered with anger.
"This is my last warning. Piss off or I'll make you!"
"Give me your best shot!"
He roared and pushed her, but she just stood and took his hands. They locked in a struggle. Gwen felt the strain, but smirked:
"Whoa, big boy, don't overexert yourself. You're going to tear something."
"Screw you, bitch."
They pushed and shoved through the garden, the other jocks rooting for Mike. Finally, they reached the pool and Gwen twisted around, forcing Mike over the edge. He tumbled and fell, landing in the water with a splash. Gwen roared with laughter. Mike emerged and spat out a fountain of water. She jeered at him:
"Didn't know you were a swimmer too, Mike!"
"Fuck you!"
"You wouldn't even come close, weakling!"
She went into a most muscular pose, her dress creaking from the strain. The other jocks stared at her in disbelief. She turned to them and said:
"Any of you guys get me another beer?"
Suddenly, Renée shouted a warning:
"Behind you!"
Gwen only had time enough to look back to see Mike jump out of the water behind her and grab her by the waist, throwing her overhead into the water. She got back to the surface and saw Mike grinning stupidly. Her dress had slipped, revealing her nipples.
"Not so hot now, are you?"
Instead of the calmed reaction he was expecting, she screamed and immediately flung herself at him:
"You asshole! My hair! Do you have any idea how much time I spend on that! You fucked up asshole!"
He held her back, she was swinging her fist at him, he grabbed her and they ended up locked in a strange embrace. The onlookers weren't sure whether they were about to kiss or kill each other. However, the jocks immediately started chanting.
"Kiss her! Kiss her!"
So he did. It was a little awkward at first, but their forceful embrace quickly changed to a more passionate one. The watchers hollered and cheered. Amid the noise, Gwen whispered:
"I may be bigger than you, but you got some strong arms. I like that."
He smiled, kissed her again and said:
"Me too."
They climbed out of the pool. One of the jocks threw them a towel. Gwen rearranged her dress and looked at Renée sheepishly, but the girl had gone to meet other guests. She couldn't help noticing that one of the girls that had flirted with Mike before stared at her in utter hatred. Gwen gave her a contemptuous look and led her prize away.
She whispered into Mike's ear:
"All this fighting made me horny. Do you know where we could fuck?"
She couldn't help grinning when she noticed him blushing.

[solitariodude]

Jockettes just wanna have fun...