LOVE her big, sexy Ransheeta - love being seen with her - and not care who knew about it." she giggled, thinking about how Jennifers reputation with both her parents and her friends would nosedive, after they saw the perfect, pristine Jennifer worshiping this obese black ghetto bitch. "...and that whenever she..."
A sudden swift movement from the left caused her to gasp, and shout "I wish...(ugh)..." as Ransheeta - her football training still fresh in her head - heaved herself out of the chair she'd collapsed into, and bull-rush Sarah, carrying her back and knocking her to the floor with a resounding "WHUMP" that knocked the breath from her lungs. She gasped and struggled as Ransheets thick, strong black fingers worked at her hand, trying to pry the rock from it. Sarah tried to gasp out a wish, but the 500lbs of muscle and fat that pinned her to the floor was suffocating her. Ransheeta - fueled by the anger of a white, self-indulgent football star, AND the righteous fury on an angry black woman - snarled "Bitch, yo bes' be gettin' yo lilly white ass down heah an' hep me wit' dis shit!"
Jennifer, stunned as she was, scrambled off the bed and grabbed Sarahs' wrist, and started peeling her fingers open one at a time, untill the rock fell from her grasp. She snatched it up, and gazed at it. It was plain and common...not beautiful like her elephantine darling, Ransheeta. The great, black goddess lay there on top of Sarah, and silently Jennifer wished she was in Sarahs place...pinned down by the power and majesty of the massive black girl who the pale (and suddenly boring) Randy had been. Ransheeta was soooo beautiful. So very perfect and beautiful...
Jennifer whispered aloud "I wish..." and Ransheeta looked up and shouted "NO! Don' be fuckin' aroun' wit dt shit till we figures out how ta make me back da way I usa be!"
Jennifer paused, then continued "I wish Ransheeta LOVED being Ransheeta, and that she loved me as well."
Randy...Randy...Ransheeta struggled, squeezed her eyes shot and howeled "NO!", then opened them and smiled. Shit, why she eva wanna be dat skinny lil' white boy again, when she could be Ransheets fo'eva? She looked down at her great, blubbery body and sighed in delight. She suddenly be LUVIN' dis body! Bein' all big an' fat wuz de best thin' ever. She luv de way her big body jiggled when she waddled along, Jennifer on her arm. The sight of the two drove the squares nuts, an' she LOVED that effect she had. She loved the feelin' of dat stuckup white girl lickin' out her thick, brown pussy, suckin' on her big tits and kissin' her fat ass.
"Ransheeta?"
The obese black girl smiled and said with a wink and a roll of her shoulders, sending her mountainous breasts wobbling "Yo bes' be callin' yo big mamma 'Queen Ransheeta', bitch. Otherwise, I ain' lettin' yo eat ma' big puzzy no mo."
Jennifer gasped, and clenched her thighs together, and gasp out "Yes, my Queen." as she undulated towards her and helped her to her feet. As big as she was, she had a difficult time getting up from the floor. While Jennifer was mooning over her massive lover, Sarah struggled to her feet and waited for her chance.
Suddenly, Ransheeta turned on her and said with a smirk "Was' wrong wit'chu, bitch? You jealous of whut Ransheeta got? Don worry, bitch...yo' gonna get jus' whut yo needs..." she grinned, holding the rock she'd just taken from Jennifer. Jennifer snuggled against the side of her massive lover, and Ransheeta stroked Jennifers thigh, causing the white girl to moan in wriggle in contentment.
"Randy, I can fix you..." Sarah said, and Ransheeta laughed and spat at her "You thin' I wanna be dat skinny, little white boy again? Ransheeta be de Queen, bitch! She don' needs nothin' fum yo'! Now...whut to do..."
