Epilogue

Six months later...

Ever since that fateful night a lot has changed. Gone are the Blonde Bombshell's. They're still around, but their influence will certainly not be missed. Gone is the bullying, the showing off and everything associated with them. Also gone is my dreadful and bratty cousin. After her birthday she took down all of her web accounts and literally went off the grid. I think she may have had a credit card, but that was it. She also asked for and received leave from work for nearly five months. I heard about that from my mom who had seen the video and was shocked. In fact everybody saw the video and it was quite funny to see my parents react to the revelation that their curvy niece was anything but. My dad was disappointed and my mother responded by going up to all of the family photos and deleting her chest.

Also in that time, Nick proposed to me. We had set our date, were happy and looking forward to our big day. Everything was going so well, I started wondering when the shoe was going to drop. Life has a way of doing that, making you slightly paranoid.

Little did I know that today would be that day.

"Hey, one of my friends heard through the grapevine that Vicki finally came out of her house."

My fiancee hadn't even been home for 5 minutes when he decided to drop that bomb on me. Not even a kiss, what a dick...

And speaking of dick... What a dick!

Sitting at the kitchen table I was clipping coupons. Working as a bank teller and Nick was a landscaper so we were not exactly rolling in the dough. "Well hello honey, I'm home, to you too." I reply in my typical sarcastic way.

Smiling as he says about his lunch box, he brushes some dirt off his shirt walks up and gives me a kiss on the cheek. "Sorry Mrs. Cleaver. Honey, I'm home! What's for dinner?"

That earned him a playful slap on the shoulder.

"I don't know Mr. Cleaver, it's your turn to cook." I reply flashing him a playful smile.

"Oh really..." Nick replies, striking a poetic pose and rubs his chin. Seeing that I hang my head. How stupid can I be? I knew it was coming, he didn't have to say it. "How about I take you out to dinner tonight? I know a great place in the next town over that serves a great meal at a really low price."

"No. I don't want to go to Danny's Diner. It is greasy and a certain you know who works there and I really don't care to see her. N. O.. No!"

After about 10 minutes and another 30 in the car, I am sitting begrudgingly in a diner booth with Nick grinning ear-to-ear. "Awww come on babe. Don't you want to see the result of all of your hard work?"

Sighing as the menu I am holding half-heartedly in my hand falls to the tabletop, I look at him with a bored and exasperated look. "Not really."

"Oh well. Just think, you won't have to do the dishes!" Nick says trying to offer encouragement.

"Whoop dee fucking doo..."

Sitting at the booth and looking over the menu, it feels like forever when our waitress finally arrived. It isn't Vicky at all, some older fat woman with curly hair but with a great smile and an amazing personality. After taking our orders, she disappears and Nick and I start talking amongst ourselves.

After a while he says out of the blue, "Maybe Vick is off tonight."

Having not been **** to look at the former Terror of my life oh I have ReSound Lee destroyed oh, I am happy as a duck in water. Smiling like a goof, I look at him with sparkles in my eyes. "Yay!"

Isn't it Murphy's Law when you count your chickens before they hatch? Or is that things usually go wrong when you least expect it? Or if it can go wrong it will? Either way just as I finish doing my little happy dance in my chair, guess who comes out the kitchen door?

Victoria Black

Ugh.... just seeing her face makes me want to cringe. Yeah, I guess you could say that we got a little close six months ago, but just because I had one week where I was the dominant one does not erase the years of hell she put me through. And speaking of her face, it is still as heavily made up as it always has been. However do things were noticeably missing. Those big cantankerous boobs! Wearing a black v-neck top with her name badge attached to it, she was dramatically reduced in the size of her assets.

Does that mean she was flat-chested?

Oh hell no...

She it's still trying pass off some sort of development in that area. Looking at her chest, I read them that it's probably the size of a B cup? Any bra is too big for her, but if one had no idea, they actually fit her quite well.

Walking out around the counter, she is carrying a tray of food. Not as big as the last time, that was for a table of six, this one is for a table of two. She is also wearing a pair of pants and a pair short heels, maybe an inch tall? Either way it was refreshing not to see her walking on stilts and shaking around a big bubble butt. However her back side did catch my eye. Knowing how flat and small it is, it is surprising that even though it is much reduced, it still looks like she has a caboose.

Keeping my eye on her, I see that her walk hasn't changed at all. Approaching a table occupied by two young men not that far from Nick and I, she is smiling at them as she hands them their order. They, of course are smiling at her. Making no effort to hide it, they are checking her out.

*Dingle, dingle*

Twisting in my seat, a big smile spreads across my face when the woman who completely obliterated Vicki at her birthday party six months ago walks in. Dressed in a tank top and a pair of jeans, she isn't trying to show off. She doesn't have to.

"Okay... Here is a BLT for you, and a toasted roast beef and cheese sandwich on rye for you. Is there anything else I can get you?" Victoria says standing back up and smiling at the two good-looking guys.

One, with dirty blonde hair and an infectious smile who is wearing a jean jacket, look stop and then looks down. "I could use a side order of hottie." He says with a lopsided grin, staring right at Vicki's boobs.

Blushing slightly, she cannot help but get a little flirty. Bending at the knee, she smiles tilting her head. "Oh yeah? Well I am free tonight. Maybe on the tip line you could..."

"Vicki? Is that you I see trying to flirt with those boys?"

Spinning on her heels, the tray falls from Victoria's upturned hand as the color drains from her face. Stiffening up, she is instantly nervous. "Uh... Uh... Mackenzie? Uh... Uh... What are you... Uh... I mean, welcome to Danny's Diner, please seat yourself?"

The brown haired boy turns in his seat as the two look from the curvaceous newcomer to their waitress. Comparing the two, they are obviously more impressed with MacKenzie oh, but that doesn't stop them from noticing that Victoria's legs are shaking in her pants. Because of this they happen to look at her ass. Like all boys they stare and after a bit, share looks of mixed confusion on their faces.

Clicking her tongue, McKenzie looks at Victoria with a malicious grin on her face. "I didn't come here to eat, I came here to check up on you. I heard that you decided to finally come out of your house and by the looks of it... Not much has changed."

"I uh..." Standing stock-still, Victoria is literally shaking in her shoes as Mackenzie walks up to her.

Seeing that there is absolutely no resistance in the former Bombshell Body Queen, she addresses the boys directly. "I wouldn't be surprised if you guys thought she was pretty cute. Skinny, chesty? Maybe not as big as mine, but she is a smaller girl."

"Ummm, I guess? Yeah?" The sandy-haired boy, the leader says not sure how to really answer this. He was also the one that was just hitting on my cousin a few seconds ago.

"Oh, well, don't always judge a book by its cover." Mackenzie warns.

*THUMP, THUMP!*

Her hand of blur, she proved her Point by clicking Victoria's boobs! The sound of the padded bra echoing from her chest in front of the cute guys causes her knees to start shaking even more. As well as a rapid inflation of her crotch.

Sitting not that far away, I could see it and that means those boys were definitely seeing it.

Sitting at the table, their eyes open wide.

Smirking at the sound, Mackenzie looks down at the boys smiling.

"Ready to see the bitch's panties?" Mackenzie asks. Not even waiting for an answer she crouches down and with lightning speed yanks the former Cock Tease's pants down right to her ankles!

"Mackenzie!!!" Vicki screams when her pink and white pull up with little kitties printed on it is exposed! Making it worse the crotch is completely yellow and puffy!

"Awww... Did the widdle baby pee her pants?" Mackenzie teases and then laugh as Victoria stands there crying.

Looking at the redhead in absolute disgust, the boys cannot believe that just a few minutes ago they thought she was hot.

"You think that's bad, check this out!" McKenzie says and then with the same speed as a Viper, rips Victoria's top right up in off! Now down to her black padded bra and soaking wet Pull-Up, Victoria is practically naked!

"Huh... All bra and nothing sticking out out of it? Where have I seen this before? Oh wait..." not wasting any time, Mackenzie hooks are finger between the padded cups and pulls. Ripping the bra clean off, snapping sounds echo as the straps separate allowing for a clean removal. When it does two wads of toilet paper hit the floor. Now topless, Victoria is revealed to be completely flat and with her tiny nipples, lacking some serious development!

"Pfffff!" The brown haired boy can't even laugh as soda rockets from his nose!

"Hahahahaha! Bra stuffing and diapers? Did somebody forget to check her ID before hiring her? Hahahahaha!" The sandy-haired boy, the one who is just macking on Victoria and about to get her phone number, or give him his? Is now laughing the hardest.

"And to think you used to be a cheerleader and one of us is Victoria. You are it disgusting and Bert Ogden example of what a Watertown high school cheerleader represent. Get the fuck out of here and never show your face in my town again!" Mackenzie declares and then steps back as Victoria does just that. Tripping over her pants, she is still bawling as she ris them away and then runs off in only her shoes out the door with her arms wrapped around her chest. Jumping into her car, she squeals out of the parking lot, never be seen again.

Walking out with Nick after hour fancy dinner, we are holding hands when I look at him. "I guess dinner at the diner wasn't so bad after all."