Hate Thy Neighbor- A Classic Death Fight by MikeJV, modified by jjr9

[Ted Mark]

I gave it a shot. Hope you like it. jjr9

Hate Thy Neighbor

original by MikeJV, modified by jjr9

Ann, like her Mother and Grandmother was small but pretty. She has shoulder length, wavy blonde hair, green eyes, and a small, athletic build. Although she didn't flaunt it, she had a great body. She's 16, 5' 2", 110 lbs., and has a set of very firm, 36C breasts, that looked even bigger on her small frame.

The only people in her high school that didn't like her were the cheerleaders, especially their leader Stacy. To make matters worse, Stacy was her next door neighbor.

Stacey was almost your typical, stuck-up, rich girl. She was the head cheerleader, senior class president, her boyfriend was the quarterback of the football team, and she thought she was perfect. Stacy is 5' 8", 135 lbs., long blonde hair, blue eyes, a toned, firm body, and long legs. Stacy also got her Mother and Grandmother's beauty, but what set them apart from most women, were their breasts. Stacy, like the other women in her family, started developing early, usually at age 9. Now 18, Stacy has a pair of soft, round, 46FF breasts that she loves to flaunt.

Stacy had been teasing Ann since they were kids, but it got a lot worse when Stacy started developing at age 9. Ann had been able to ignore Stacy, her insults, and even her pranks. But when Stacy took a Polaroid of her in the shower after her gymnastics practice, and distributed copies of it throughout the school, Ann lost all her self-control. She wanted REVENGE!

Although Ann would love to just go next door and beat Stacy's tits black and blue, she wasn't raised that way. Ann decides to publicly humiliate Stacy instead, and knows just the guy to help her. Ann walks down the block to his house, and they spend 2 and a half hours planning Stacy's humiliation. Since Ann is his only close friend, she's the only person that knows about his computer skills.

The next week, on Monday morning, some pictures appear on the school's web page. The pictures are of 2 nude women. One of them is a very busty blonde with Stacy's head expertly pasted on the woman's body. The same thing happens everyday the rest of the week, but each day the pictures are of the busty blonde with a different woman. Of course, the woman always has Stacy's face. By Friday, Stacy has been totally humiliated. Stacy "knows" Ann had something to do with it, but she doesn't have any proof. After hearing the "lesbo" comments all week, and how everyone reacts when she looks at Ann, and Ann just smirks, and gives her a little nod. Although she isn't a fighter, she knows the only way to get her respect back is to beat Ann in a fight.

She's 6 inches taller, and about 25 lbs. heavier than Ann. She can use her size advantage to overwhelm Ann and after she does, she'll teach her the folly of "playing with fire." Stacy looks forward to hurting Ann before toying with her and forcing her to beg for mercy, that she'll NEVER give her. Stacy crosses her arms over her huge breasts as a shiver of excitement runs down her back and into her groin. "This is going to be like, so kewl," she says to herself. It's 1 o'clock Saturday, and Stacy's been in her room all morning thinking. As she looks out her window, she sees Ann, in a bikini, sunbathing in her back yard. "Ann's home alone all day as usual, Mom won't be home until 4, it's time I finally kicked her little ass."

Although she was about to get into a fight, Stacy couldn't resist dressing for the occasion. She wore white tennis shoes with short white socks and sky blue, French-cut silk panties, that covered her neatly trimmed blonde bush. A pair of white silk shorts that went up on her hips, finished her lower body attire. A white, custom-made, sleeveless, v-neck, half-shirt, finished her look. She wore the top for many reasons, but these are the 3 main ones. 1: No matter how much her breasts bounced around, she wouldn't "fall out." 2: It wouldn't stain, and 3: Because of the multi-layer, specially woven fabrics used, it's virtually impossible to rip.

"I know that little bitch'll try to grab my big... beautiful... breasts, but she'll never get through this top. Don't worry babies, she'll never touch you." Stacy says as she cradles her huge breasts. "Okay you little Bitch, it's time I teach you who's number one around here, and who's just number 2."

Stacy leaves her room, heads downstairs, and out the front door. Stacy knew this was her best chance, away from school, to fight Ann without it being broken up by adults, or getting in trouble. Stacy also knew the neighbors wouldn't be a problem. There were woods on the other side of the street, and most of the neighbors were old couples that didn't hear well anyway. As Stacy walked across her front yard, and went around the 10 foot wall of bushes that separated their houses, she thought about sinking her fingers into Ann's firm little tits, and squeezing them while Ann begged for mercy.

Stacy had done a little "play" wrestling with her boyfriend, and just for fun, had wrestled the other cheerleaders and won; usually with a breast smother.

When Stacy got to the back corner of Ann's house, she stopped and peeked into the back yard. Good, she's still there. Stacy thought to herself. As Stacy slowly walked through the yard, she'd stop every 6 or 8 steps to make sure Ann hadn't heard her coming. Ann is on a chaise lounge on the patio, next to the grass. When Stacy was next to Ann, on the patio side, she raised her right arm, and hit Ann in the stomach with a hammer-fist. As Ann curled up from the blow, Stacy pushed her off the lounge, into the grass. Ann looked up to see Stacy pushing the lounge to the side. Although surprised by the blow to her stomach, Ann managed to get to her knees before Stacy reached her. As Stacy starts toward her, Ann starts thinking about her Aunt, and the summers she spent with her. The last 2 spent learning to protect herself against the 2Bs. "Bigguns and Bodies" as her Aunt Bev liked to call women that were tall and/or big breasted. I hope this stuff works, cause if it doesn't, I'm in a lot of trouble; Ann thinks to herself. When she was close enough, Ann returned Stacy's sucker punch, "OOOFFF," doubling Stacy over in pain. Ann was about to hit Stacy with an uppercut, when Stacy fell forward, her knees landing in the grass. While Stacy was trying to just stay up, Ann managed to take a breath and say, "You really hit me... I didn't think you'd do it. I didn't want to fight you, but since you already hit me, I don't have a choice now. I hate to say this, but I'm going to enjoy beating on those big tits that you're so proud of." Ann grabs Stacy's hair, pulls her into the grass on her back, and sits on her stomach, pinning Stacy's arms at her sides. Ann starts pulling on Stacy's top to get it high enough on her chest to exposed her huge tits, it wouldn't move though. Stacy, happy her breasts were safe, managed to push Ann off.

After Stacy threw Ann off her, both girls stood up facing each other. "I knew you'd do something to get back at me, but I never thought you'd start a fight."

"Why, because I'm rich, beautiful, and the head cheerleader, you didn't think I would risk this perfect body in a fight. This won't be a fight, I'm gonna kick your little AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!"

While Stacy was talking, Ann noticed that Stacy was standing with her legs spread. Ann took a quick step forward, and kicked Stacy between her spread legs, crushing her very sensitive clit between her pubic bone and Ann's foot. After Stacy dropped to her knees clutching wounded womanhood, Ann grabbed her hair to keep Stacy from falling over. While Stacy knelt in front of Ann, her eyes bugged out, her mouth hanging open, tears starting to run down her cheeks, Ann said, "Didn't anyone ever teach you how to fight? If they had, you'd know not to leave yourself exposed like that." Then she slapped Stacy's face a couple times, bringing Stacy's hands up to protect her face. "You did it again."

Stacy looked up at Ann from her kneeling position, her big, blue eyes filled with tears of pain and fear, looked into Ann's eyes and slowly shook her head "no", as if begging Ann not to kick her precious pussy again. Ann just smiled at her, and drove her foot into Stacy's prominent pubic mound. Ann first noticed Stacy's large mound in her tight shorts before the first kick, and thought, `Damn, her mound is even bigger than moms!,' from a comparison of seeing her mom in a bikini last year. After this kick, Ann let Stacy fall on her back, holding her throbbing crotch.

Ann knows she'll probably never get this chance again, so she strips Stacy of everything but her top, only stopping briefly when she pulled down Stacy's shorts and panties, and said, "It figures, a natural blonde. BITCH!" Ann tries to get the top off again, pulling and tugging with no results.

Stacy feels the ache in her pussy subsiding slightly and decides to turn the tables while Ann is struggling with her special halter top. Bucking up, she grabs Ann's hair and manages to roll them both over so Ann is beneath her. "This is it, bitch! I'm going to choke the life out of you!" Stacy wraps both hands around the smaller girl's throat and begins driving her thumbs into Ann's windpipe. She smiles as Ann starts to choke and gag beneath her.

The smile turns to a grimace a moment later, and Ann shoves Stacy off to one side. "You really don't learn too quickly, do you? Left your legs wide open so I could slam my knee into that big blonde bush, slut." Sitting on Stacy's stomach, Ann says, "Okay princess big tits, how do I get this top off? If you don't tell me, I'll get a knife from the kitchen and?"

"Okay, okay, I'll tell you. There's a small clasp in front that holds the bottom of the shirt tight."

"Where? I don't see it."

"It's... on the inside."

Reaching under the tight shirt, Ann's fingers find the small clasp and unlock it. Stacy's top becomes loose, and as Ann pulls it over Stacy's head with a big smile on her face, Stacy starts crying. Ann twirls the top over her head, and tosses it on the porch. "Pleeease, have mercy on me. I'll never bother you again, I promise." Ann drags Stacy to the 8' lightpost on the corner of the porch, leans her against it, picks up the T-shirt she brought out with her, and ties Stacy's hands to the pole, behind her back. Ann then sinks her fingers deep into Stacy's soft breasts, her hands covering Stacy's 4" wide areola, and squeezes with all her strength. Stacy's screams of agony, brings a smile to Ann's face.

"You were going to squeeze the life out of me, huh? Maybe I'll beat the life out of you!" Ann winds up her right hand and throws a haymaker into Stacy's left tit, crushing it against her ribs. Smirking at Stacy's scream, she pulls back her left and repeats it on the blonde's right boob. "Now I know what these big boobs are good for? punching bags!" Ann throws punch after punch, knocking Stacy's breasts all over her chest.

Stacy begins sobbing and pleading. "Pleeease, Ann! I'll never do anything to you again! Please don't hurt my babies anymore!"

"Your BABIES?! Oh, you deserve this!" Ann hauls her right fist around into the side of Stacy's left tit hard enough to make it smack into Stacy's right tit. "You want me to stop beating your boobs? Fine! No one will be able to see the bruises there anyway. They'll see these though!" Ann slams an elbow into the side of Stacy's jaw, whipping her head to the side. Aunt Bev had taught her to use her elbows and the heel of her hand if she was hitting someone in the face, to protect her knuckles. Sure enough, Aunt Bev was right again. Ann throws a bunch of elbows to knock Stacy's head from side to side and snaps the heel of her hand into Stacy's chin and nose to smack her head back into the pole. Stacy's face is starting to swell, and she's bleeding from her mouth and nose.

Coming home early to surprise her daughter Stacy, Gina put her packages in the front hall and called out for Stacy. When she got no answer, she trudged upstairs, unbuttoning her dress as she climbed. She had just stepped out of her dress when she reached her daughters room. Wearing her special-order, heavily reinforced Swiss Lace bra and a pair of matching hi-cut panties and thigh-hi stockings, she peeked in and saw that Stacy wasn't in. Just as she turned to go to her bedroom to finish undressing and take a relaxing soak in the tub, she heard a loud scream from the neighbors yard next door.

Running to the window, she looks out and sees two girls in the back yard. They appeared to be fighting. She's just about to go about her business when she realized with a sickening sinking feeling in her stomach that one was Stacy. Even more disturbing, it looked as if Stacy was getting beaten. Gina drops her dress and, still in her stocking feet, runs down the stairs, out the back door and forces her way through the thick hedge that separated the two houses, inflicting several cuts and scratches in her haste.

When Gina started to come through the bushes, Stacy saw her coming to her rescue, and despite the tremendous pain in her breasts, face, and crotch, her face lit up with hope. Ann saw Stacy's face change, and wondered "What the hell are you smiling fo..." Then quickly turned and looked toward Stacy's house. Ann was shocked to see a scantily clad amazon practically walking between the closely planted bushes like they weren't there. And Ann had trouble going through there sideways. "Is that.."

"MOTHER, HELP!"

It was Stacy's mother. Although they were neighbors and went to the same school, Ann has never had a good look at Stacy's mom, until now. And what she saw scared her. Ann stood up, just as Gina got through the bushes. "GET AWAY FROM MY DAUGHTER YOU LITTLE BITCH!"

Gina, was an incredible figure of a woman by any standard. Gina was nearly 6'1" in her stocking feet and weighed just over 180 pounds. Gina, like her mother, had a pair of unbelievable breasts, that despite their size, 50FF, stood straight out from her chest. They would have made her too top heavy to stand had they not been counterbalanced by her large ass. The entire package was held proudly upright and straight by 2 alabaster columns of granite that were her legs. Thick, powerfully muscled thighs tapered to hard, well-defined calves and her feet were proportional to the rest of her, a size 10.

The only thing about Gina you could call "soft" was her stomach which she had finally given up trying to control with ab-crunches and workout and now just accepted as it was. While not "fat" the soft roll over her firm stomach muscles almost drooped over the waistband of her bikini panties. Not that any of the men who had seen it cared. Most fell in love with her breasts and never saw past them to the woman inside or the rest of her body. And she liked it that way, it made her life simple.

Gina's size had been a huge advantage as she grew up, for no one dared pick on her or even stand up to her in a fight. The truth was, she'd only fought once before in her life and it had been a brief and ugly battle.

She'd been just 18 at the time and another girl had discovered Gina was dating her boyfriend. Once the rest of the school found out, the other girl had felt honor bound to challenge Gina. Her opponent had been a sturdy English girl, 5'10" and 155 pounds, They had fought behind the school and when it was over Gina was victorious, although to look at her you'd hardly think so. Both women were cut, bloody, had scratches on most of their body, nearly all of which became exposed during the fight. It had been ugly and brutal enough that Gina had vowed never to do it again. But now her baby girl was in trouble and she couldn't just stand idly by and see her hurt. Besides, this little Ann creature would be no threat to "Gigantic Gina."

Ann was frozen in fear and amazement of this huge, blonde amazon that was stomping across her yard, heading straight for her. When Gina got within reach, she backhanded Ann across her face. Ann was sent stumbling backward 8' into the yard, where she fell on her butt stunned. Gina told Ann to stay there, then bends down to check on her daughter. After a minute of talking, Ann hears Gina yell, "She kicked you THERE? and beat on your BABIES!" Ann sees Stacy say something to her mom, then look at Ann and smile. When Gina starts toward her, Ann quickly stands up and takes a defensive fighting stance.

"Can't we talk about this?"

"No! I'm going to do to you, what you did to my daughter."

"But I'm just a kid."

"I don't care!" Gina says, before throwing a right hand slap at Ann's face. Ann ducks the slap, and dodges the backhand that follows it. Ann moves out of Gina's reach and says, "If you really want to fight me like a kid, I'll treat you like one. Don't say I didn't warn you though, you wanted to fight me."

"Come here you little bitch!" Gina says as she lunges forward to grab 2 handfuls of Ann's blonde hair. Ann sidesteps her, and kicks the back of Gina's right knee, dropping Gina to both knees. Ann slips behind Gina and unhooks 4, of the 10 hooks on the back of her custom-made bra. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!?!" Gina yells, before getting away from Ann's nimble fingers.

While Gina stands up, Ann says, "I'm going to strip you, like I did your bitch daughter. I'm going to teach you 2 snobs a lesson, especially Stacy. I'm gonna kick your fat ass, and make her watch."

"FAAAAAAAAAAT!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAGGHHH!! OOOOOOOOOOOFFF!" Gina's rage induced charge is ended, when Ann sinks her fist and a third of her forearm into Gina's stomach. 10 seconds after Ann withdraws her arm, Gina is still standing there frozen with pain, and trying to inhale. "Soft stomach, just like Stacy." Ann snaps her fingers in front of Gina's face a couple times, then says, "You in there?"

Stacy, a look of shock and disbelief on her face, finally says something. "MOM!... Mom? Say something." Gina moves, but only to drop to her knees, clutching her stomach. "Ann no! Please, don't do that. Oh God, Please don't do that!" Stacy begs, tears streaming down her face, as Ann moves behind Gina and finishes unhooking her huge bra. Gina is too stunned to resist as Ann pulls off her bra, exposing her huge breasts.

"HOLY SHIT!! SHE'S HUGE! I knew her tits were big, but DAMN!" Gina's breasts, despite their size and weight, stand straight out from her chest. Capping Gina's impressive breasts, are an equally impressive pair of nipples. Her slightly puffy, reddish-pink, 6 inch wide areola, surround thick, inch long nipples. Gina, her eyes tearing up, covers her nipples with her hands, and tries to stand up.

"MOM! Forget about being exposed, just get her! If you don't fight back, she'll beat you!"

Gina looks at her nude, bound, and bruised daughter, then at her own huge chest, and thinks, `I have to fight her, I can't let that little girl beat me. I have to protect Stacy.' When Ann steps up to Gina, Gina grabs her in a bearhug, pinning Ann's arms at her sides, then turns and falls on top of her, stunning Ann.

Stacy, after watching this, and seeing that Ann's face is between her Mom's huge breasts, yells, "Mom, smother her between your breasts!" Gina looks over at Stacy at little confused, looks down at Ann's face, wedged tightly between her squashed breasts, then looks back at Stacy, smiles, and nods "yes."

Although a little stunned from the impact, Ann still manages to struggle. Ann thinks, `She's going to smother me! I have to get this woman off of me, or I'm finished. If I pass out, she'll untie Stacy, then I'll be at Stacy's mercy, and she won't have any.'

"OOH" "OOOOOHHHH" OOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHH GOD!" Stacy watched as her Mom started to roll off Ann towards her.

"DID YOU GET HER MOM?" Stacy yelled with an almost sexual pleasure. Her face went from joy to concern as her Mom rolled onto her back with her legs spread and bent, her arms going between her legs. "Mom?"

Fear appeared on Stacy's face when Ann sat up, then turned and straddled Gina's stomach, pinning her arms. Ann pushes her feet under Gina's lower body, getting a good leg scissors on Gina's stomach, so she won't get bucked off and Gina can't use her arms. Ann looks at Stacy, smiles, and says, "Now I know where you got it from." Then she looks down at Gina and says, "When you smother someone like that, don't spread your legs. Stupid BITCH!" Ann then begins beating Gina's huge breasts with her small, but hard fists. Stacy watches in horror as her Mom gets her huge breasts beaten black and blue by a girl half her size, and less than half her age. During the brutal breast beating, Gina is screaming at Ann and threatening her, but Ann just smiles and keeps punching.

After 20 minutes of agony, with tears streaming from her eyes, her make-up ruined, and soaked with sweat, she gives up. "I GIVE UP, I GIVE UP! Just don't hurt my breasts anymore, pleeeeaaase."

"Stacy begged like that, too. You can have what she got!" Gina's face was rocked around on the lawn as Ann unloads elbow and palm strikes on the older woman's face. Soon her face is almost as bruised as Stacy's. Ann unhooks her legs and stands up. "Take'em off." Gina looks up at Ann with fear in her eyes. "The panties, take them off... NOW!" Gina obeys, and slides out of her panties. Revealing a dense, but well groomed and trimmed, triangle of blonde hair, covering a grapefruit-sized pubic mound.

"MOM! SHE'S BEATING YOU!" Gina looks at her terrified daughter and knows she has to do something, ANYTHING, to save them both. Desperate she kicks out her leg and is lucky to catch Ann in the stomach. The little gymnast's belly is as firm as it is flat, but Gigantic Gina's foot knocks her breath away. Gina gets to her feet as Ann bends over holding her stomach. "That's it Mom! Now grab her! STRANGLE HER!" Gina has been beaten and stripped by this little bitch so she thinks Stacy has the right idea. Ann dodges an instant too late and finds Gina's big hands wrapping around her throat and squeezing to crush her.

"YOU LITTLE WHORE! I'LL KILL YOU AND BURY YOU UNDER MY PORCH! YOU'LL NEVER BOTHER ME OR MY BABY GIRL AGAIN!"

Ann's vision is getting a little fuzzy, and she realizes that this woman is ready to do it. 'She'll kill me if I don't get loose,' she thinks. Ann remembers one of the last pieces of advice that her Aunt Bev gave her. 'No matter how big they are, their throat is vulnerable,' Ann remembers. With everything she's got, Ann drives her fingers like a knife into Gina's neck.

"AAAYYYEEEEE!!" The pressure comes off of Ann's throat, and she's able to breathe again. Then she sees her hand. Her fingers and sharp, manicured nails are covered with blood. Ann looks at Gina and sees the big woman holding her throat, blood leaking around her fingers and down her chest. She can't speak and stumbles a bit before she falls down.

"YOU KILLED HER! YOU KILLED MY MOM!" Stacy is white as a ghost and trembling.

Ann looks at her fingers again and smiles. "Not quite, but just give her a minute or two." Ann can't believe the feeling of power she has flowing through her. 'This is what Aunt Bev meant about "retiring" a few rivals who didn't know when to quit," Ann thinks. That strange smile on Aunt Bev's face makes sense now, and Ann knows she has one just like it on her face.

Stacy tries to pull away as Ann walks over to her. "What are you going to do to me?"

"Nothing. But your mom is going to kill you." Before Stacy can utter another sound, Ann snaps an elbow into her face and knocks her out. She unties the blonde and drags her over near the dying Gina. Forcing Gina onto her back, Ann takes Stacy's professionally treated nails and drives them into the wound in Gina's throat. Gina makes a final death-rattle and is still. Then Ann rolls Gina onto her daughter, making sure Stacy's face is buried under Gina's massive tits. Lack of air makes Stacy struggle a bit under the dead woman, but soon she passes out and shortly after that, she too is dead.

"Now, a little clean-up." Ann turns from the dead bodies, collecting clothing and going into the house.

"Damn, pretty ugly, isn't it Lieutenant?"

The police lieutenant looks at the uniformed officer and nods. The ME is collecting the bodies of the dead woman and girl. "Amazing what family members will do to each other."

"So, you believe the girl's story?"

"What else could it be? According to her, she was sunbathing and heard a commotion coming from the neighbor's house. Next thing she knows, the daughter comes running through the hedge followed by the mother. The mother catches the daughter and starts beating Hell out of her with the daughter fighting back as best she can. When the witness tries to help, she gets whacked and knocked out, which explains why she's got a bruise on her face. When she comes to, the mother and daughter are both dead the way we found them. Looks like the daughter got a lucky shot to the throat, but the mother fell on her and smothered her to death. Who knows why they were fighting, but there's torn and scattered clothes in their yard so it started over there." The lieutenant looks at the Uniformed officer, noting his youth. "You just haven't been around the force long enough. People do things to family that they wouldn't wish on their worst enemy. Besides, the alternative is that little girl killed two women bigger than herself without getting a mark on her. You really think that's possible?" [img]graemlins/devil.gif[/img]

[MikeJV]

A beautiful story... *sniff* brings a tear to my eye. Seriously tho, I haven't read thisin quit a while, I know my original version is posted here, but it's great to have jjr9's version up to, I wish he'd come back I really miss hiss stories.

btw: Thankyou for posting this.

MikeJV

[Jessikafights]

Can't remember reading this before, but found it HOT! Nice revenge there! [img]tongue.gif[/img]

<font color="#a62a2a" size="1">[ January 08, 2007 09:28 PM: Message edited by: Jessikafights ]</font>

[unkins]

OMG! I loved this story from seakings site!!! Good job!

Cheers,
Veronika

[pushfast]

hi ted //could you write a storie about a scoolh bullywith huge tits down to herpussy// this would entail death match and body put on display''lots of kids taking photos //'tits used as fopot balls''thanks ted i like you stile of writing/regardspushfast

[pushfast]

hi there this is pushfast ''hate thy neighbor is good//well thought out and apealing in so far it gives us a good contrast of mother and daughter// to sluts ''mother slut with tits that have inprisoned the local mens minds for years'''the slut should have been fucked by the girls dog ''and then publicly degraded''sold into local slave trade // oh by the way here tits were so big they were just about to he knees''but she was strong and tall 'and arogant :snickerpup: