Of Course

Each girl sized the other up before anyone made a move. Maria was still boiling inside, with Laura focused more on **** for her friend. She held some guilt because it was she who had come up with the idea of Ultimate Humiliation in the first place, a product of too much time spent on the Internet.

Maria was a black-haired Latina with a few inches on Laura. Thicc (yes, with a C) and with a tone best described as the color of golden sand, she wore a forest green hoodie, black biker shorts encasing her powerful legs, and maroon-and-black sneakers. Her look was completed by a simple slash of red lipstick and big eyes.

Laura was a complete contrast to the college girl. She had a ****-like pallor and long, dyed red hair with a shaved undercut. She’d already blown her money on a sleeve of tattoos running down her right arm to her wrist about a year ago. Slimmer than Maria, she wore a figure-hugging black t-shirt showing a clear outline of her tits within. She also wore a pair of bright red skinny jeans cinched with a spiked belt and blue sneakers.

At first glance, it may have seemed like a mismatch, with Laura losing out in both height and weight, but therein lay the equalizer. Laura came from a very different background to Maria. And that made her a better fighter, which is why she lived with her parents and Maria lived on the campus of a prestigious college.

But none of that made Maria a nerdy shrinking violet, either, especially with her fury simmering nicely.