“I really wanted to show you how my workout’s been going. You know… up close.” She grinned at Emily as she flexed her muscles slightly, still making them jerk and ripple with the slightest efforts.
“Look, Amy, I know we had a rough spot a while back, but I still want to be friends HEY!” Amy grabbed her by the arm, holding her up off the ground. Emily swung wildly out of instinct, but Amy caught her hand and hoisted her up over her head, then stretching her in a torture rack across her shoulders.
“AAUUGH! OW OW OW AMY! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?”
“Getting payback, you bitch. You insulted my dream that day, you know? And now, you pay for it.” She lifted Emily back up in front of her, squatting down and resting Emily over her massive thigh. She didn’t even have to strain to hold up the moaning girl as she clutched her pudgy stomach and sides.
Feeling her point was made, Amy picked her back up and pulled her to an alley, tossing her into a garbage can. “And my revenge isn’t done, you traitor. Once you recover from this beating, you can meet me at my place for a rematch any time. If you don’t, I’ll have to come and find you, and that’ll make me very ANGRY to have to do that.” She suddenly switched to a chipper smile. “Bye bye.”
Emily moaned in pain, lying in the garbage for a solid hour before she felt able to hobble home. Amy was insane. She was in a terrible spot.
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