Pissing off a piggy So I'm currently spending the night with my best friend and his lard gf (I previously ranted about her not that long ago). I pissed her off by walking out of the bathroom in booty shorts and a tight tank top, showing every bit of my slim hourglass figure and tiny waist. She looked at me ruefully and I loved every second. I so wish my girlfriend D was here, she's just as fit as me but bustier and blonde instead of black hair. Maybe some day. It was perfect revenge for her ruining our (JJ and My) bike ride early today. Her eyes went straight to my perky breasts and it was beautiful seeing her cover her flabby excuse for tits. Of course JJ wouldn't peek at his lesbo friend, but somewhere deep down inside I know he wants to look. I'm just waiting to piss her off enough she runs at me. Anyways, to make it worse I sprawled out on the bed and left no room for her so I could play video games with my bestie. Hammy had to sit in the floor to sip on her tea. The floor is where the ashes from our cigarettes go. She said "oh it's fine, I insist you both stay there" when asked if she wanted to crush my friend with her lard ass, thankfully she didn't. Now I can feel her eyes scanning me and God it feels good to be so hated. Triggering her is like sugar. I might wanna keep her around just to piss her off. It made her feel even worse when I got a huge helping of 4 peices of pizza then only ate 1 before saying I was full. The lard ate 4 peices. She's so fun to toy with at night sometimes. The only thing I'm hating right now is her smell. It's like sausage that's been shoved up a cows ass. Nasty. Or when JJ actually kisses the thing, ew. Expect more hateful stories about JJ's dog, I mean girlfriend. ;)