Message-ID: <6247eli$9712101230@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: frangible@hotmail.com Subject: Revenge at the Prom [1/2] Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories,alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.voyeurism Keywords: humiliation, teen, no sex Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Reply-To: frangible@hotmail.com Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <881628258.218169347@dejanews.com> This story contains some humiliation and some sexual situations, but no actual sex and no violence or any of that stuff. It's pretty tame, really, and may not even belong on these newsgroups. If this kind of stuff interests you, however, drop me a line - it would be cool to get in touch with others who share my interests. part [1/2] Revenge at the Prom Claudia never would have believed it just a few weeks before. Keith was one of the most desirable guys at Middletown High. Star of the state-champion swim team, student council president and, as if that weren't enough, an absolute hunk. By all rights, he should never have even noticed her - and he wouldn't have if fate hadn't brought them together over a rack of test tubes. Keith was no dunce, but he didn't really have a technical mind, and without Claudia's help, he would have fared much worse in chemistry class. Of course it was a breeze for her, since she'd been playing with test tubes and beakers since she was six and her dad bought her a chemistry set for Christmas. She had decided right then that she would become a chemist and she hadn't changed her mind since. It was pretty much her only entertainment, although she had recently shown remarkable aptitude at sewing and clothing design in her home economics classes. Her passion for science paid off handsomely when Keith was made her lab partner. Despite her glasses, mousy brown hair and admittedly less-than-voluptuous figure, Keith warmed to her quickly and a month later they were going on their first date. That's when the trouble started. "What are you looking at, Keith?" "What? Oh... nothing." He looked down at his burger. Claudia twisted around to see what seemed to have caught his interest, and immediately caught sight of Her. Jenny Rumboldt. Here! She was only the most desired girl in the entire school. She was very pretty, though perhaps some of the other girls were a little better looking. But she had something no one else at the school could match - her enormous chest was the envy of every girl and a lure to every guy. Even though she was the school's premiere sex object, Jenny had a reputation for being very prim. Her makeup was always done just so. Her shoes always matched her date's tie. She managed to dress in a manner that was simultaneously conservative and vampy, wearing very short skirts so the boys could see her panties but never showing any cleavage. Claudia had to admit, though, that it worked. The fact that her breasts were always hidden from view only made them more alluring to guys. Claudia wondered what she looked like without her bra on. Would she droop or sag? She could only hope so, but of course it didn't matter anyway to the guys that lusted after her. With her picture-perfect face and unbelievable body, No man had ever refused Jenny Rumboldt. But Claudia had just picked up one of the most eligible guys at the school and she certainly wasn't going to let him get sucked in by that tart. "You were looking at Jenny, weren't you?" she demanded. Keith reddened noticeably. "No, Claudia of course not," he mumbled, playing with his fork and carefully avoiding looking across the room to where Jenny was slowly stalking toward the table. Claudia was so busy fussing at Keith that she didn't even notice her approach until it was too late. Claudia usually saw Jenny Rumboldt from across a football field (of course Jenny was captain of the cheerleading squad). She had never been this close to her before. She'd never been in the immediate presence of a goddess before. She stopped dressing down Keith in mid-word, struck dumb by the power of the spheres jutting from under Jenny's tight white sweater. "Hello Keith!" sang Jenny in the fluid and melodic tones that only someone as popular and gorgeous as she could produce. "I haven't seen you here in a long time - I missed you!" As Keith's eyes were dragged toward Jenny, almost as if by some magnetic force, Claudia felt the situation slipping out of her control. The panic she felt rising in her throat bound her tongue and she was helpless, forced to watch the sickening play unfold in front of her. Keith found his voice. "Oh, hi Jenny. I uh... it's, um, nice to see you. Oh! This is, um, Claudia, my... my... friend." He sounded almost apologetic as he motioned vaguely across the table to the horror-stricken Claudia. "I'm sure she is," Jenny responded smoothly, "Say, I wonder if you could come outside and have a look at something for me? My car's been making the strangest noise and I'm certain you could tell me right away what it is!" Keith looked up at Jenny, then slowly turned to look at Claudia. Perhaps he was hoping for her to say something to stop him, but she couldn't. She couldn't move. Finally he nodded dumbly and stood up. "I'll only be gone a few minutes, Claud," Keith lied, "I'll be right back." He sounded like he was trying to convince himself more than Claudia. And with that, he was gone, trailing dazedly on Jenny's elbow out of the diner. Claudia waited forty-five minutes before she paid the bill and ran home crying. -------------- Part 2 -------------- "He got what he deserved," Claudia's best friend Tricia stated flatly. They were getting dressed for gym class. "What's that supposed to mean?" Claudia demanded hotly. "Oh, Claud," There was real concern in Tricia's eyes. "I just meant that he's never going to get anything out of his relationship with her. The Ice Princess would never any man violate her high-and-mighty sanctuary." It was true, or at least that was what the gossip said. Jenny had apparently been on a strictly "look but don't touch" relationship with all of her previous boyfriends. She liked to show them off as ornaments but she never let them get too personal. Or so rumor had it. The guys all knew this, of course, but somehow they kept on trying anyway. "Anyway, Claud, he obviously doesn't know what he's missing," said Tricia, just as Claudia was taking off her A cup brassiere. Claudia looked down at her scrawny chest and suddenly began to quietly sob. "He knows exactly what he's missing!" she wailed, gesturing at her boyish chest. She began to cry again but tried to stifle the tears as the saw the door of the cheerleading coach's office opening. Being head cheerleader, Jenny had apparently decided that she didn't need to dress with the rest of the girls. The coach was only too happy to allow her star cheerleader to use her office as her own private changing room. It was from there that she now emerged, her blond hair freshly brushed and shining brightly, her slim hips and tight butt looking perfect, as always, in her tighter-than-regulation gym shorts, and, the coup-de-grace, her D-cup breasts jutting out of her trim physique, filling her T-shirt to the point where the lettering on the front was noticeably stretched. She noticed Claudia and Tricia at their lockers and walked over. "Hi Claudia," she lilted, mockingly, "how are things going? Listen, I'm so sorry about the whole thing with Keith! I mean, I had no idea you two were on a date! I hope you understand that I would never have tried to steal him away from you. But now that we've gotten together, I don't think he's very interested in a relationship with anyone else. I guess he just found something in my personality that you... lacked." As she finished her statement, she let her eyes wander down to Claudia's exposed and featureless chest. Claudia shrank and covered herself as Jenny sauntered away, laughing. She began to sob again. Then suddenly she stopped. A look of grim determination came into her eye. "Trish, I'm not going to let this happen. Somebody has to take that bitch down a notch. I don't care what the consequences are - I'm going to see her beaten if it's the last thing I do!" -------------- Part 3 -------------- The rumor mill was churning out all kinds of stories about Jenny and Keith but the one thing that seemed certain was that Keith was unhappy. Claudia could see it in his eyes in class, even though they never discussed it. She was using him - he was just another toy for her to show off to her friends - and he knew it. But what could he do? He had reached the pinnacle of high school success by dating Jenny, so how could he turn back now? Jenny was determined to make him do just that. The dress took about a week to make, and if maybe it didn't make her look like Marilyn Monroe, at least it flattered her slim figure. It also showed a large amount of her shapely legs. Tricia helped her with her hair and makeup, and she managed to convince her parents to allow her to get contact lenses. Embarrassing as it was, she even bought a padded bra to add a little something extra up top. She knew how depressed Keith was and she also knew how well they got along. Surely her new look combined with his unhappiness would be more than enough to lure Keith back away from Jenny. Besides, Claudia could actually provide what Jenny was apparently only prepared to tempt with. Once Claudia made it clear just what carnal benefits she was offering, Jenny wouldn't have a prayer of keeping him. She turned up at the diner while Jenny and Keith were there, as if by accident. But an accident was the last thing this meeting was. Everyone knew the two of them hung out there every Wednesday now, so that Jenny could show Keith off to all her preppy friends. But this time all her friends would get to see was Keith walking out the door with Claudia. This time she was going to get her revenge. She checked her makeup in a car mirror and gave her bra a final two-handed tug to make sure her bustline was at its best, and then she stalked into the restaurant. All eyes were on her as she smoothly sauntered up to the table where Keith and Jenny were sitting, Jenny dressed impeccably in a red turtleneck which showed off her imposing figure quite nicely. It won't be enough to help her this time, Claudia thought. She came up from behind Jenny, just like Jenny had done to her. Keith saw her the minute she walked in the door, though, and he was obviously impressed by her new appearance. Jenny was so busy chatting away to one of her friends that she didn't even notice Keith's staring until it was too late. She swivelled her head around just as Claudia got to the table, and was visibly shaken by Claudia's sexy outfit. Perhaps she suddenly realized how tenuous her hold on Keith was. "Keith, I've been wondering what you've been doing with yourself all these weeks," Claudia began. "Why, I haven't seen you outside class since our last date! I can't imagine why." Jenny was starting to recover, and managed to mutter: "He's been with me." The comment lacked her usual grace but it got her point across well enough. Claudia stepped a little closer to Keith, and his eyes wandered up her legs and then looked with hers. "Keith, I know we have that big project due in Chemistry next week, and I thought maybe..." she batted her eyes at him, "maybe you could come over to my place next week and help me out with it? We always did make such great chemistry together." She draped an arm across his shoulder and moved a little closer. "Uh... well... yeah, sure Claudia, I think..." "You think nothing, Keith!" interrupted Jenny, standing up and letting her chest jut out imperiously. "We've already made plans for that week!" She was obviously unused to this kind of treatment and she looked as though she might crack under the pressure. But with the lure of Claudia's new outfit and manner, Keith was finally able to stand up to her. "Listen, why don't you give her a break, Jenny, all right?" he snapped. Jenny's mouth dropped and a collective gasp came from her gaggle of friends at the other end of the table. This had never happened before. Jenny opened her mouth to say something but couldn't come up with anything. Her anger was turning to fear. Looking like she might burst into tears, she ran into the ladies' room. "She's kind of a drag, isn't she?" asked Claudia. "Well, sometimes she's a little annoying," Keith admitted. "But she's... I mean I just like..." "I know what you like, Keith," Claudia whispered conspiratorially, leaning over to speak into his ear. She sat down on the bench next to him and pressed her body closer to his. "No, Claudia, it's not like that at all!" Keith protested, turning red. "Keith, I know exactly what your reasons are for liking her. Both of them." Keith blushed at this but didn't answer. "And I know I can't compete with that - but I think I can offer you my own set of attractions..." She was rubbing her leg against his and she was so close to him, he could feel her breath on his face. "I... I don't know, Claudia. Maybe you're right. I mean you and me, we were good together as far as schoolwork is concerned..." "You know it was more than that, Keith! Come on, we had something until that bimbo came between us!" Keith looked uncertain. "Listen, it's just that if I dumped her, you know - that just doesn't happen! She'd kill me! Besides, I do like her, Claudia." Claudia was skeptical. "I think she's put a spell on you, Keith. I think that once you are free of her you'll realize what you've really wanted all along." Her eyes were imploring. "I know how she treats you. I know how cold and remote she is. I would never be like that." "Maybe you've got a point," Keith began. "I mean, sometimes she really does get on my nerves, and besides...." The words trailed off as something across the room caught his eye. Claudia turned and saw her coming out of the bathroom, and her jaw dropped in amazement. Jenny had regained her composure, once again her face wore her usual haughty and unassailable expression. But surely there was more than that? As she got closer Claudia happened to glance down. The sight was incredible. Claudia didn't know what Jenny had done, maybe changed her brassiere, or removed it, or what, but the effect was stunning. Jenny's breasts had always looked like they were about a D cup, but now they looked much larger. Her turtleneck sweater was stretched tight around her front, clearly outlining each perfectly spherical globe. They were swaying and bouncing gently as she crossed the room. Every eye in the room followed the movement. When she stood next to Claudia, there was no comparison. Not only did Jenny's jutting globes dwarf Claudia's, and everyone else's in the room, but their shape was so perfect! Little wonder, then, that Keith's wavering resolve seemed suddenly restored. "Keith," Jenny said curtly, "I think it's time to go." Keith shot only a brief, pained glance towards Claudia before standing up. "I'm... I'm sorry Claudia, but I don't think I'll be able to work on that chemistry assignment with you after all." He was hooked again. Jenny's stern expression began to be replaced by one of triumphant glee. Claudia was left numbly staring in disbelief as Jenny's friends walked, smirking, past her and out the door after their leader. -------------- Part 4 -------------- Half an hour later, as she was walking dejectedly home, she noticed she was in front of Jenny's house. Seeing the house, her depression turned to anger. How dare she! Claudia had worked so hard, and she'd been blocked at every turn! After everything she'd done, all the risks she'd taken, now this was her payment? It was too much for her to bear. She decided to do something... she wasn't sure what, but something drastic. Jenny's parents were apparently out, since there was no car in the driveway and all the windows were dark. Claudia tried the doors, but they were locked. One of the ground floor windows was open, though. She moved the screen out of the way and, taking one furtive look around, snuck into the empty house. She wasn't sure what she was going to do, but in the mood she was in anything could happen. Maybe start a fire. Or break all the windows. Or... maybe she would cut all of Jenny's huge bras to ribbons! Claudia wondered how perfect Jenny's tits would look without a bra. "With my luck, probably better than with one," she thought to herself. But still, it was only just that the punishment fit the crime. She headed up the stairs, and into Jenny's room. Her room looked a lot like her - prim and proper, with everything neatly in place. The bed was neatly made, with some pillows and a teddy bear placed a little more cutely than necessary. Her dresser stood against the wall, with a few perfume bottles and a make-up compact tastefully placed upon a lace doily. Claudia started opening drawers of Jenny's dresser. The first one contained make-up and hair styling aids. Not what Claudia was looking for. The second drawer still wasn't it - party supplies, apparently - mostly balloons. Maybe Jenny had decided to steal Keith as a birthday present. The third drawer had mostly panties, all flowery and white, of course. Finally, the fourth drawer contained what she was looking for. Eight or ten large, white brassieres. Surprisingly conservative, Claudia thought. If her own breasts were larger, she would want nothing more than to show them off. But Jenny, prude that she was, apparently preferred to lock them into these sturdy, almost matronly bras. Claudia guessed that there was no danger of them falling out, at least. She chuckled at the thought of Jenny's monster teats coming loose during a cheer and bludgeoning her to death. Maybe that was why Jenny never wore anything revealing - she didn't want anyone to see her ugly underwear. Claudia chuckled to herself again: that was one problem Jenny wouldn't have to worry about after tonight. She picked up the scissors she'd grabbed from the makeup drawer and prepared to cut. Just then she heard the door open. A wave of terror washed over her. She threw the bra back in the drawer and rushed to the door but whoever it was was already coming up the stairs. There wasn't anywhere to go! Looking around in terror, she spotted the closet and dashed into it, getting the door closed again just as Jenny entered the bedroom. She cowered, terrified, in the closet. It was pitch black except for the light coming in through the keyhole. What if Jenny came in? She could go to jail for breaking into the house like this! What had she been thinking? She looked through the keyhole to see if Jenny was going to discover her. She wasn't, at least not right away. Jenny was sitting on the bed, undressing. She kicked off her shoes, then stood up to push her skirt down around her ankles. She stepped out of it and picked it up, neatly folding it and placing it on her dresser. Next came her pantyhose, then her panties. Claudia was treated to view of her taut, creamy, perfectly shaped ass, as Jenny faced away and continued undressing. Claudia couldn't believe how gorgeous Jenny was. She'd never been interested in girls, but she could feel herself getting wet watching Jenny strip. Next to go was her white turtleneck, which she lifed over her head, revealing a lithe and supple back, marred only by the wide strap of her heavy brassiere. She turned around, then, to place her sweater on the dresser, and Claudia could see her neat little triangle of pubic hair. Brown - she was a bleached blond, but nevertheless it perfectly supplemented the tight, supple curve of her belly. Jenny's bra still completely concealed her breasts from view and now Claudia felt herself aching to see them. Her body was responding to Jenny's more than it had ever responded to anyone's before. That, combined with the fact that she was about to see what no one had ever seen before, made her almost moan with pleasure. Jenny reached around her back and unhooked the triple clasps there. Her bra hung noticeably looser, and Claudia's hand moved, unbidden, to her crotch and began stroking. Jenny reached her arm up to the shoulder strap of her bra and gently pulled it off, then the other strap. Then she cradled the cups in her hands and leaned foward to let the bra fall off her. As the brassiere came off Jenny's chest, Claudia barely suppressed a gasp. Jenny threw on a robe and walked out into the bathroom. Claudia immediately slipped quietly out of the room, pausing only for a moment to glance at the things Jenny had just stripped out of. Soon, she had made it out the window and was running toward home. 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