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Chapter 26
by
Miamoira
What is Megan going to do now?
Let's Talk This Out
To be clear, neither Megan nor Brenda could fight and were unevenly matched to boot. Both were beefy, full figured ladies. Brenda was better proportioned and shapely, plus she did have a good height and weight advantage. She was however, constrained by her tight dress. Megan on the other hand, was shorter but more compact. Today she’d be more nimble though in short pants and T-shirt than the plodding Brenda.
“Shut up! Shut up! Stop laughing at me! Megan, I’m going to get you for this!” vowed Brenda.
With a lot of effort, Brenda was finally able to stand back up.
“Let’s just see how YOU like displaying your privates!”
“Me?? You’re the one who.. UUUGGHHH!” grunted Megan as Brenda clumsily tried to charge into her. The lawyer merely gave Megan a glancing blow, her own unchecked momentum pitched her face first onto the floor.
“Oommppfff!”
Her big juicy butt cheeks quivering from the fall. OK, perhaps Brenda wasn't a good fighter but she sure looked damn sexy! That big curvy ass and nice sized tits of hers bouncing to the delight and laughter of the onlookers.
With a surprised and perplexed look on her face, Brenda launched a new attack. Her face reddened, she rushed at Megan with renewed fury only to have her rival sidestep and grab the top of her dress in the back as she flew by.
SSHHHRRIIIIIPPP!
“EEEEKKK!!! My dress!”
Megan had succeeded in pulling part of a shoulder and sleeve of the flimsy dress down some, exposing the spaghetti strap and upper part of her white lacy camisole. The soft, thin fabric offered little support as a beautiful, plump boob plopped out with the jostling. The crowd went wild and Brenda looked shocked as she put a hand over her breast, trying to put it back into her camisole. Her face bright red with embarrassment.
“Look what you did to me you stupid bitch!!”
Brenda’s face scrunched up and her eyes narrowed. Strands of her hair dangled over her eyes. She came at Megan screaming, trying to grab her opponent with both hands. Megan tried to react to the move but fell backwards awkwardly into a small wicker chair as the brunette bimbo swung wildly at her.
Megan’s own chunky behind broke through the flimsy wicker and was now thoroughly wedged into the chair and at the mercy of her rival. Not wanting to give Brenda the chance to catch her helpless, Megan stood up to launch her own counter attack but found the chair ludicrously stuck to her keester, the splintered wicker shards digging into her tender buttocks and snagging her short pants and the seat of her underwear.
“Ow! Ow, ow, ow.”
Now it was Brenda’s turn to laugh watching as Megan struggled to free herself from her predicament.
“Help!
“You’re gonna pay now, little girl!” snorted Brenda.
“Oh God! Get away from me!”
May I be of some assistance?” menaced Brenda gleefully as she eyed her defenseless victim. She felt the giddiness of control and power surge back into her as she started to yank on the chair.
RIIP.
“STOP! You’re tearing my pants off!!”
RIIIPPPPPP!
“EEEEEEE! My shorts! God! My pants are gone! AAIIIIEEEE!!”
“Hahahaha! And the back of your panties too I see! Pasty white ones, just like your ass.”
Prancing slowly in a circular motion, a stupid smile stuck on her face, Brenda held up the tattered shreds of Megan’s shorts and part of her panties for all to snicker at.
Megan stood there in front of everyone in what was left of her sensible, lady like, “tidy whities” and felt her behind. Sure enough, her backside was definitely necked to the world. Orange peel ass cheeks and all. She didn’t care anymore.
“Hell, you see more at the beach these days.” she thought.
It was SO on.
Just as Brenda completed her turning motion, her hands raised on high…
“UUUUHHHHH!!”
Megan’s punch into Brenda’s pudgy belly doubled her over and knocked the wind out of the big brunette making her look silly. Gasping for air, she was trying to keep her jugs from spilling out of her dress top, her big rump stretching the material of her dress to the point of ripping it open at the rear too.
The two women quickly recovered and were now face to face, grabbing handfuls of hair, pulling savagely. Tearing at clothing. Brenda snagged the top Megan’s T-shirt, stretching it open but not tearing it, enough though to show everyone her “A cup” training bra. Squealing and grunting. Corpulent bodies rippling with each wild ****. Exposed flesh jiggling. Megan grabbed the torn flap of Brenda’s dress and tried to rip it off but only managed to tear it high enough to unveil more of her thigh and panties. Each was trying to gain the advantage over the other.
Brenda now aimed for Megan’s panties. “I got your shorts already. Now I’m gonna strip you naked and humiliate you in front of everyone!” she yelled.
“Not before I get you first!” she yelled back as she felt Brenda’s fingers feeling for the waistband of her underpants.
Megan snaked her hands past her slow moving adversary and grasped the low cut top of her dress.
RIIIIIPPPP!
“AAAHHHHH!!! NOOOO!!”
Megan’s fingers yanked hard on the thin fabric, as the rest of Brenda’s dress top gave way, her lovely white lace camisole became her next target. She pulled angrily at the front, Brenda’s ripe breasts mostly exposed now.
“God!! Don’t!…she shrieked, her own hands letting go of Megan’s panties in a futile attempt to stop the inevitable...
SSHRRIIIIIIP!
...spilling out her huge, soft and silky tits, large, dark hard nipples and all as the camisole was ripped clean open and down.
Phones shot up in the air as one single being, capturing the various moments of Brenda’s humiliating comeuppance. Brenda tried to recover and reached down in an attempt to pull the shredded camisole back up.
She gasped and tried to let out a scream. Naked from the waist up, her dress and undergarment ripped down to her hips. The crowd couldn’t believe it. Li’l ‘ol Megan was wiping the floor with Miss Hotshot Attorney.
And Megan was feeling kinda aroused too. Ripping the clothes off her erstwhile “friend” and publicly humiliating her just as she had done to her so many times before. Oh yeah. This felt good. Made her feel horny. This is gonna be fun.
Can they work things out?
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Comeuppance Carnage
Comeuppance: Signed, Sealed & Delivered
A series of ENF and EUF stories and/or chapters about arrogant, haughty, vain, overbearing, conceited and pompous women being publicly stripped of those attributes and their clothes by fair means or foul.
Updated on May 28, 2022
by Miamoira
Created on Feb 26, 2022
by Miamoira
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