Mica grabs her skirt

In spite of Mica's attempts to block Christa, the goth girl managed to get around her. But Mica wasn't about to let her get away so easily after the things she had been saying about her. With both hands, she grabbed the waistband of the shorter girl's skirt, and tugged hard just as Christa tried getting away.

Christa's jaw dropped as her skirt came off in her rival's hands, revealing her thick, cellulite-ridden thighs and large backside, packed into a comfortable pair of green cotton panties. Noting a commotion at the edge of the dancefloor, the DJs maneuvered a spotlight to see what was going on. Unfortunately for Christa, it highlighted her pale, flabby butt.

Christa tried to make a run for it, but Mica's friend Karen put out a foot to trip her up. She would up falling awkwardly on her stomach, her plump backside in the air.

Terrified and humiliated, Christa started trying to crawl away, but wasn't moving very fast; this only served to make her backside jiggle in the spotlight. Mica was having none of it, though, and grabbed the green panties, holding her back. As Christa continued to struggle, Mica suddenly let go, letting the waistband snap back to the big butt, leaving a red welt. Christa fell flat on her face a second time, but Mica grabbed the lacing of her corset, and made her rear up like a horse.

"I heard you've been telling people at my school that I'm a slut," Mica said. "You DID sleep with Dan," Christa answered. Mica hoisted her up until she was on her knees, with Mica behind her. "Dan slept with ME," she said angrily. "Maybe he was tired of--"--she reached forward and popped the grommets of Chista's corset open--"THIS" she said, as the college girl's chubby belly flopped out. There was a noteworthy muffin top over her cotton panties, and her small bra, covering breast that were disproportionately small for the rest of her body, maybe B-cups, came into view.

Christa stared into the crowd, who had all turned their attention to her. "Everything about it her is huge and floppy!" said a voice, "Yeah, except her height, and her boobs!" Another added. "Wanna bet they're floppy?" "How can they be? They're so small."

Christa's eyes teared up and her mascara and eyeliner were streaking down her face. Mica savored the feeling of victory as she had completely humiliated this conceited cow, and showed her for who she truly was.

Christa had no idea Mica was so vindictive. She had been telling everyone the girl was a slut, because she had slept with her boyfriend. But what if Mica was right? What if he wasn't attracted to her and thought he was moving on to something better? The tears simply came all the faster as she considered it.

While she was reflecting on this, she felt Mica's hands messing with her bra clasp. She didn't know what to do. Most of her had already been exposed, but perhaps it wasn't too late to fight back to protect her bra and panties, the last vestiges of her dignity, hiding her most intimate secrets.