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Olive and Freddy arrived at the arena. It was packed with fans and tv crews for the big match. They saw a good looking man with muscles almost popping out of his USA shirt, whom they recognize as the national team coach, being interviewed by one of the reporters.

As they approached the court they saw their first victim: Tori Kingston. She was warming up with another one of her teammates. The teammate bumped the ball in the air, and Tori with an evil smile spiked it as hard as she could hitting the unprepared girl in the chest.

“Jesus fucking Christ Kelly, I swear to god if you fuck up this game again I’m going to fuck that dork you call a boyfriend just like the last one,” Tori yelled.

The girl coward away as she went to retrieve the ball.

“Fucking pathetic,” Tori said as she went to sit on the bench.

Olive spotted the water bottle with Tori’s number underneath her chair. She turned to Freddy and said, “Ok I’m going to need you to distract the cunt while I sabotage her drink.”

Almost before she could finish Freddy ran off in Tori’s direction with a smile. As Freddy approached it was clear he had no plan.

“Hi, ahhh… so… the thing is… well,” Freddy said stumbling over every word.

Tori looked at the overweight loser in complete disgust, “Who the fuck are you?”

“Oh right, well I’m…” Freddy started before being interrupted.

“Let me save you the trouble you fat fuck. I don’t want to hear another word out of that wheezing hole you call a mouth. Seriously, your blob of a body might make me puke and your B.O. will cause someone to pull the fire alarm. Get lost loser.

During Tori’s nasty tirade, Olive was able to sneak behind her and pour a couple drop into her water bottle. She was about return the spiked bottle when she caught sight of Freddy’s face. Tears were welling up in his eyes as his lip began to quiver.

“Oh is the fat baby crying? I would say call your mommy, but she’s probably wishing she’d aborted a pathetic fat fuck like you,” Tori laughed.

Olive’s blood began to boil. With her own evil smile, she reopened Tori’s water bottle and dumped in the rest of the vial.

“Hey what do you think you’re doing?” A angry booming voice sounded. Olive quickly scurried back to her seat, but Freddy was not as lucky to escape the wrath of the national team coach. “Get away from my future star,” the muscular man yelled, pushing Freddy to the ground.

“It’s ok Barry or should I say Coach Martin, this nerd just needed a reminder of where he belongs in this world,” Tori said in a seductive tone. As she stood up her hand grazed the crotch of Coach Martin’s sweatpants cause a small bump to appear. “I’m feeling a little tight, mind helping me stretch,” she continued, bending over at the waist, thrusting her tight booty in his groin.

“Of course,” Coach Martin said. “Now scram punk before I kick your ass.”

Freddy ran back to where Olive was sitting without needing to be told twice.

“Are you ok,” Olive asked as Freddy approached, seeing the tears coming down his face.

“I don’t want to talk about it,” Freddy muttered, lacking any sense of his usual childlike excitement.

Olive felt a pit in her stomach, “Don’t worry that bitch will pay,” she said pointing at Tori, as the bully took her first sip from the tainted water bottle. “And I might’ve gotten a little clumsy and accidentally pour the entire thing in,” she said holding up the empty vial. At that a slight smile appeared on Freddy’s fat face.

After a few minutes it was clear Tori was starting to feel the affects of the concoction. Sweat was dripping down her forehead, and her light grey uniforms did very little to hide the wet spots appearing under her arms, lower back, crack of her ass, and under her boobs. She kept taking big sips of water to satisfy her discomfort, but that only increased the problem.

As the game got underway it was clear Tori was out of sorts. Red with embarrassment, she was clearly distracted and she kept making mistake after mistake. The increasing sweat stains were catching the mutters of the crowd. While the obvious B.O. was not going unnoticed by her teammates, as the were constantly holding their noses. Eventually on one occasion, as Tori squatted down low for a dig, Kelly got a strong whiff of her bitchy captain’s ass causing her to gag.

“Jesus Kelly get the fuck out of my way,” Tori screamed in frustration.

“Trust me I want to stay as far away from you as possible,” Kelly said still gagging at the stench.

“Fuck yoooohhh,” Tori said, but as her thighs rubbed together she felt a wave of pleasure in her pussy. “Oh god,” she moaned bending over at the waist with her hands on her knees.

“Are you ok,” Kelly asked looking at her teammate.

“Fuck off you dumb whore,” Tori spat returning to her spot, giving a slight moan with every step.

It was at that point Olive decided it was time for phase two of her ****. Robotink took flight and waited, in the air, for the opportunity to strike. The serve flew over the net to Tori causing her to bend down for a bump. Her tight spandex shorts rubbed against her pussy causing a flood of pleasure. The bump sailed to the other side of the net for an easy spike. Olive decided now was the time for Robotink to strike. With speed and precision the robot fairy sliced Tori’s short and thong revealing her hairy black bush to the crowd. The rush of cold air and an extra headbutt from Robotink to Tori’s throbbing clit caused to sorority bully to scream in pleasure. Cum erupted from her pussy spraying like a milky hose. In mid orgasm the ball was spiked back hitting Tori directly in the face knocking her on her back.

The crowd was stunned into silence at what they had just witnessed. A dazed Tori Kingston got to her feet, trying to gather her bearings. Her ungroomed black bush now littered with yellowish white specs of creamy cum displayed to fans and cameras alike.

The crowd suddenly broke down into a thunderous roar of laughter. Tori now realizing her nakedness, screamed and covered her pussy.

“Fucken rotten pussy.”

“Knew you weren’t a natural blonde bitch.”

“Heard of a razor?”

Tori still looking defiant yelled, “I don’t shave during the playoffs.”

“Does that included your hairy asshole,” Kelly laughed pointing at the strands of black hair sticking out from between her asscheeks.

“Shut the fuck up,” Tori screamed in a tantrum as she quickly hobbled back to the locker room. Clearly trying to stave off another orgasm.

“Oh my god, that was amazing,” Freddy said giving Olive a big hug.

Olive felt her body sink into Freddy’s fat. She wanted to pull away, but decided to just let him enjoy Tori’s humiliation.

Eventually Freddy released her, and Olive was able to look at the screen on the remote control for Robotink. With a smile she said, “And it’s not quite done.”

With the press of a button a video of Tori masturbating inside a stall appeared on the big screen. Her load moans drown out the laughing crowd.

“Oh ya Barry fuck me like you did during those summer tryouts,” Tori cried as she had three fingers pumping inside her sopping cunt.

“What the fuck,” a woman yelled.

“Babe I can explain,” Coach Martin said to an angry blonde.

“Fuck off you cheating asshole,” the blonde said, slapping him in the face before running out of the arena.

“Babe wait it’s not…” he said before being interrupted by Tori over the loud speakers.

“That’s right stick it in my ass Coach Martin and then maybe I’ll return the favor. I know you like that,” she said now jamming a thumb up her ass.

“Fuck,” the coach yelled as he ran back to the locker room.

The crowd continued to watch for a few second before they saw Tori jump to her feet.

“Yes I need your cock now,” she said throwing Coach Martin on the toilet. The shocked jerk was taken too much by surprise to say anything. Within seconds his sweatpants and boxers were around his ankles exposing his tiny limp dick which Tori quickly took in her mouth.

“No… shit… Tori… stop, god damn it stop.”

“Oh I know what you want,” Tori said as she pulled Coach Martin forward and lifted his legs. With a smile she plunged her tongue deep in the man’s hairy asshole.

“Oh fuck,” Coach Martin moaned in pleasure.

“Mhhh ya,” Tori said before replacing her tongue with her fingers up her future coach’s ass. “My dirty man like that?”

“Yaaa… I mean shit Tori, there’s a camera recording us on the big screen,” Coach Martin said pointing to the corner of the stall.

Tori quickly froze, one hand around Barry’s cock while the other with three fingers up his ass. Slowly she turned her head and saw Robotink disguised as a hidden camera.

“Aaaaaaahhhhhhhhh,” Tori screamed but was soon interrupted as Coach Martin blinded her with cum. The sorority bitch stumbled backwards but bounced off the stall room door. She flew back in the direction of Coach Martin where they smacked heads knocking each other ****. Tori fell to the ground while Coach Martin sloughed on the toilet seat. His erect penis pointing to the ceiling before piss starting shooting in an arch all over the sorority bully’s body, completely covering her head to toe in urine.

The crowd was in a frenzy. Rolling on the ground with laughter while other were giving a standing ovation.

Olive just smiled as she held Tori Kingston’s picture.

“One down,” before crossing out the picture with a red X.