Ashley's Beauty Contest

another sequel from the  Ashley college adventures. When a friend picks up that her old rival's sabotaging a beauty pageant, they need to infiltrate, prove it, and then... y'know. Punch em a lot.

Ashley and her friend were relaxing in her room when Carol came back crying. While she wasn't in their old group of friends, Ashley had made friends with her recently in one of her classes. Hearing her return to her room in tears was every reason she needed to go check up on her.

Carol was a pretty girl, if a bit on the small side. Ash had quietly thought of her as the most attractive girl she knew, possessing a natural kind of beauty on top of knowing how to handle fashion and makeup without ever coming across as trashy or slutty. It was a talent she had that was well beyond Ashley's own understanding, as even with her reinvention of herself in college with the invention of the serum, she was still a t-shirt and jeans kind of girl.

Kim and Sam came with Ashley to check on Carol, the friends easily drawing what happened out of the cute, crying girl. Their expressions went from sympathetic to frowns as soon as the story reached the word "Megan."

Carol had been taking part in a state-wide beauty pageant, something that was pretty unsurprising to the rest of the girls. Carol was torn up because of her coming in third place in the first round of the competition. Sam hesitated to suggest someone might have looked better than her (and that's okay!), but Carol said it wasn't that. She'd felt cheated, and it had been a talent portion of the contest. She had lost to Megan and Ali, both doing so with pretty questionable methods. Ali had done a hypnosis act on a random fellow contestant (which happened to be another of Megan's lackeys), and Megan had brought out a stripper pole and done a pretty lackluster song and "dance" number on it. Ashley knew that on top of her looks, Carol had a great singing voice, and from years of her obnoxious taunts, Megan clearly did not. Somehow both of the bullies had gotten several of the judge's votes to beat out Carol and eliminating several other, more talented girls. The whole thing stank of trouble.

Carol went to the show's website and showed them the clips of the acts.

"Oh yea. Even I can tell she's a garbage singer," Kimmy pointed out.

"Definitely not first place stuff," Samantha agreed. "So how'd she pull it off?"

"I knew Megan a lot longer than you guys," Ashley pointed out with a frown. "She's not good at much. She just knows how to look hot and make everyone else feel shitty enough that they suck up to her."

"So how'd she do it?" Sam asked quizzically as Kimmy started going through other clips out of curiosity.

"Probably the same way. She must have flirted or f..." She cringed at the thought of Megan having sex. "...or MORE than that off stage. They're all guys that voted for her, after all."

"Or bribing. We know her mom's loaded," Samantha added.

"It couldn't be," Carol pointed out. "I mean, I think so, anyway. We didn't know who the judges were until that day to avoid stuff like that."

"I wouldn't put it above her to do it at the last second," Ashley frowned.

Samantha shrugged and leaned back into her chair. “Yea, but that’s not what we’re going to do. She’d probably get some sympathy vote or something if we just beat her up like usual.”

"So..." Kimmy mused. The other girls looked to their mousey friend as she kept clicking through the clips, jumping from angle to angle and scene to scene. They could tell she was onto something. "She couldn't have known beforehand. Anything she pulled had to be in the theatre." She looked up from the laptop to Carol. "They filmed all of this?"

"Yea," Carol nodded. "They've got cameras all over the place. It was an experimental new theatre they made with plans to use it for reality shows and movies, so they could use the footage easier and load the clips onto the site."

Kimmy's smile brightened up and she looked to the other girls as they caught up to her train of thought. "That means that there should be footage from that day!" Ashley realized out loud.

"Yea, but we can't get to any of that." Samantha tapped the edge of the laptop. "You think they're going to upload Megan doing some stranger on the public website?"

"Soooo... we go in after it!" Ashley decided. "We go into the theater, ask to see the footage, and get her disqualified. And THEN maybe we beat her up," she added before Sam looked too dissatisfied with that conclusion.

Carol smiled weakly but shook her head. "Thanks, girls, but we wouldn't make it. They've locked up the theater for the night, and the next round's tomorrow. It's the swimsuit competition combined with the Q&A segment, then it's done. They wouldn't let visitors in for some snooping, no matter how helpful you guys are."

"I've got an idea!" Kimmy offered suddenly.

Ashley frowned a bit. "Ohh, it had better not be what I think it is."

"Of course not," Kimmy replied with a small scoff. "We just get swimsuits of our own and pose as competitors to get backstage and expose the footage."

Ashley smiled, but rubbed the bridge of her nose. "Yup... thanks, Kim. That's exactly what I thought it was..."

Carol showed up for the finals of the pageant just as expected. What wasn't usual was that three other "competitors" came with her. Nobody questions a couple more pretty faces in low shorts and bikini tops, even if Ashley felt like she stood out from the other photogenic girls. Samantha and Ashley did their best to blend in with the rest of the girls, which basically involved waiting around in their bikinis while Kimmy snuck off to snoop around the room with all the video data. They had to make a point to stay out of the way of Megan and her troupe of cheating skanks, but they were more caught up in themselves than the other competitors and it was a surprisingly easy task.

The stage itself was clearly going for some "Christmas in July" theme, if a bit all over the place with it. A large prop sled and some plastic reindeer were mounted up in the back, with holly wreaths and Christmas lights hanging on the stage wall behind them. A fake fireplace flickered with a fuzzy carpet in front of it, and a man-sized tree that was fully decorated. "I guess you just have to suck it up and be cool if you're Jewish in this contest," Samantha muttered, getting a brief snicker out of Ashley.

Ashley and Samantha hung back as the girls were called out on stage for their showings. Some girl Ashley didn't recognize went out, doing a basic runway walk, posing and leaning against one of the reindeer before coming back after about a minute. The judges didn't look especially impressed, but the small audience clapped politely. The girls were glad to note that the first contestant came right back to the rest of the competitors. The small batch of bikini beauties would stay this size, and they'd be able to keep hiding among them as easily as before.

The rest of the girls cycled through the stage one by one. Carol made good use of the sled and the fuzzy carpet to show herself off at various angles, but Bunny went into an outright stripper pole dance around the oversized candy cane. The rest of Megan's friends followed a similar pattern, straddling the reindeer or wrapping themselves in the Christmas lights to get a lot more suggestive than these shows normally went (as far as Ashley knew). A few of the judges still looked interested, and a few of the audience members whistled at the raunchy display.

It finally came to Megan's turn, Ashley looking anxiously over her shoulder. She saw Kimmy lean out the door and wave to her before giving a thumbs up. Megan strode out confidently, winking at the judges before she laid out on the carpet, arching her back seductively. Ashley waved for Samantha to make their move, hurrying out towards the stage. Megan only spotted them as they came out past the curtain, but her eyes went wide.

"Not so fast!" Ashley demanded, pointing at Megan to call her out. Ash's eyes darted briefly towards the audience, realizing the position she was in as another piece of eye candy for the crowd.

Megan scowled back at her rival, sitting up and pointing out towards Ashley accusingly. "Hey! Get her out of here! They're cheating!" she demanded, with Amber and Kasey already starting to follow from backstage, but Samantha stepped in their way.

"You're one to talk about cheating!" Ashley laughed. "Hit it, Kimmy!"

Right on cue, the big screen above the stage flashed on. Instead of showing the scores or rankings or special effects, it played back footage of Megan seducing and then making out with one of the judges on a couch backstage. The crowd rose into a series of murmurs while the other judges looked at the one on screen.

"What are you doing, you meddling little shit!?" Megan snarled rather than trying to deny it. Fortunately for her, someone else did.

"This is ridiculous!" huffed Debbie, her step-mom and the permanently biggest boobs and mouth in the room. She was dressed in another of her needlessly baring dresses. "It's clearly nothing but jealousy and sabotage! Any five-year-old could edit together something like this with a free copy of Photoshop! Someone remove these... these..."

Kimmy managed to read the scene well enough to switch over the footage. It showed Debbie down on her knees in one of the dressing rooms in front of another of the judges. They didn't have to be facing the camera to tell what her bobbing head was doing. Debbie shut her mouth and blushed heavily.

"Just admit it," Ashley demanded, crossing her arms and once again being reminded of her largely bared chest. She blushed and trying to adjust her arms cover up more. "You cheated the whole time because you were afraid of Carol winning. Because she's more talented than you, and you've never won anything fair in your life."

Megan was red with anger. "Because of you! Because you keep fucking things up for me, you nosey geeks!"

"We only step in because you keep cheating and trying to beat people up!" Stephanie defended.

"Or brainwashing! Don't forget that one!" Kimmy piped up, squeezing past Kasey with a quick "excuse me."

"Oh, I won't forget any of this!" Megan snarled. She thrust a finger at the trio of helpful friends. "Get them!"

Ashley and the girls were still powered up by Kimmy's serum, but at this point, Megan and her crew were too angry to care. Carol hopped aside, which Ashley preferred anyway to her joining the brawl. The three of them had been through all this before while Carol didn’t have any kind of training or serum on her side. Sam lashed out quickly to slam her forearm into the charging Bunny’s chest, dropping her to the stage with a distinct thud. She reached out with her other hand to catch Allison by the hair, but Kimmy ran over and waved at Sammy in her peach-pink bikini. “Ooh! Dibs on Ali! We’ve got kind of a thing going!”

The other girls were already moving past Samantha to get at the stage and Ashley, so Sam shrugged and shoved Ali over to Kim to turn after the rest.

Ashley was expecting Megan to resort to her same dumb plan of violence and numbers. She blocked an attempted punch from Amber, cracking a quick but powerful backhand slap to her cheek that sent the busty blonde staggering. Megan attacked her old rival from behind, grabbing Ash by the hair. Ashley swung an elbow back, bashing into the bully’s breast. She grunted and backed away sharply, the thin but powerful blonde spinning around and kicking her in the stomach. Megan was knocked back hard enough that she tripped and fell into the sled, a few empty presents toppling off the seat and onto her head.

Kimmy gave a quick kick to Ali’s leg, getting her to yelp and jump. “Ow! Dammit, Kim! You shoot up on your own supply and you still fight like a wuss!” Ali grabbed for the geekier scientist, but she swiftly ducked under her arm and pulled on her leg, clumsily dropping her bully onto her ass.

“There IS such a thing as being over prepared.” Kimmy turned sharply and swung Ali by the bare leg to send her sliding across the smooth stag floor, getting a long wail from her as the wood skidded against her back.

Samantha grabbed Gabriella by the back of her swimsuit, stopping her short in mid-charge on Ashley. “Oh no! Not again!” the bully yelped, before Samantha tossed her to one side. She landed face-first in a pile of fake snow, the soapy flakes sticking to her skin as she tried to push herself off the fluffy mound. Ali went sliding between them both before crashing under the tree, caught among a clutter of presents and her bared skin being poked by the tree’s plastic needles.

By now the audience was up and cheering. Most of them had seen this enough times by now to know where it was going, and were settling in for the real show. Kasey went for Ashley, but the skinnier blonde caught her by the wrists to keep her at bay. “You always screw things up, you little jerk!” Kasey growled at her, grabbing and clawing just short of Ashley’s hair and face. “Why don’t you butt out and stay out of our lives?!”

“Because you keep screwing with my friends,” Ashley smirked back, unphased by her insults by now. She kicked out and tripped Kasey’s legs up, guiding her with her hands and making her fall forward. Ashley kneeled and stuck out a knee to make Kasey’s belly land right across it, grunting and coughing before she realized the position she was in. It was ideal for Ashley for force her legs apart and start spanking her in front of the cheering audience.

Debbie was marching after the girl who had interrupted her daughter’s “performance” and defaced her in front of everybody, glad to put the girl down for good and get her out of her hair. Samantha was busy grabbing Amber in a headlock and banging her knees into the strong girl’s bouncing breasts, so she had a clear path to Ashley. Kimmy slipped between the fighters, harder to notice with her shorter size as she lunged into Debbie’s path and slugged her right in the stomach. The step-milf let out a huge groan and doubled over so hard her breasts popped right out of the top of her dress.

Ashley gave a quick laugh at the exposed Debbie before shoving Kasey off her lap and turning to go after Megan again. She stopped short, looking down to find that Bunny had wrapped her arms around Ashley's leg, slowing down her advance. "Don't know when to stay down, do you?" Ashley hissed, kicking her foot at Bunny's chest but unable to shake her off that easily. She hopped on one foot until she leaned on the far wall, grabbing one of the Christmas wreaths off of its hook. She swung her free leg to kick Bunny in the gut, winding Megan's toadie and making her get to her knees. Ashley slammed the large wreath over her head and shoulders, binding Bunny's arms to her side and squashing around her boobs.

"Now you're getting in the spirit!" Ashley mocked, sending a few slaps to Bunny's face. The bully grunted and squealed obnoxiously, unable to get her arms up past the thick, fake wreath to defend herself from her would-be victim. Bunny's head was soon rolling dizzily, hardly able to see straight from Ashley's toying slaps. Ash could see she was ready to be put away, so she grabbed one of the presents from beneath the nearby tree. They were light from being empty cardboard boxes covered in shiny paper, so Ashley had no problem punching a large hole through one end of a bright red one. She slammed it over Bunny's head, leaving her in the dark of the stifling cardboard as her head fit perfectly inside the present's hole and shoving her over, leaving her flopped against the wall as she struggled with her binding wreath and gift wrapping.

Amber finally managed to pull free from Samantha's grasp, the blonde boxer throwing a hard punch into her stomach. Sam grunted from the hit, but even the biggest of Megan's girls couldn't leave a proper dent in her. She threw a haymaker of her own, too fast and powerful for Amber to stop from connecting with her face. She spun almost completely around before Samantha caught her around the waist, lifting her up over her shoulder and ripping off her top. Amber's bouncing boobs hung over Sam's shoulder, which she slapped around playfully to encourage their painful and embarrassing wobbling.

"Lemee gooo!" Amber whined pathetically as Sam grinned up at her.

"Not just yet. You've got some rounds to make," she teased as she carried the squirming Amber over to the Christmas tree. She pushed Amber's front half into the tree, dragging her across its branches and letting the dull but prickly plastic needles scratch across her impressive boobs. Amber screamed the whole way around the tree before Samantha braced herself and held her up in front of the fireplace.

"No! No no stop! You stupid psycho!" Amber shrieked in panic, but Samantha ignored her (or was even a little encouraged) and threw her chest-first towards the fire. It was, of course, a plastic prop fireplace with an LCD playing footage of a yule log. Amber's boobs flattened against the smooth surface, bouncing her face off of it and lying groaning in front of the barely warm screen.

Kimmy had grabbed and dragged Debbie off by her hair, forcing her to bend over and stumble clumsily after her. She passed by Ali and grabbing her by the top. Alison yelped and tried to resist, pulling back away from Kimmy. It didn’t so much free Alison from her rivals grasp as it snapped her bikini top in half. Ali grabbed at her chest to try covering herself up, but Kimmy snatched her by the arm and dragged her by that instead. She lifted Debbie and Ali together as they reached the sleigh, lining them up and slamming them tits first into the plastic reindeers’ heads. They both let out loud, shrill cries as the dull antlers jabbed into their naked chests.

Samantha picked up the dazed Gabriella by her bikini bottoms, wedging the swimsuit up into her enviable ass. She squealed and kicked frantically, but that only made it worse as she stretched and started to fall out of it. The crowd laughed as she exposed more of her hips to the crowd, Samantha letting her make a fool of herself for a while before  before she lifted and tossed Gabriella halfway onto the sleigh. She landed with her stomach on the raised edge of the seated area, grunting loudly as she was left with her head and arms dangling over the inside. It also left her ass hanging halfway out of her swimsuit, unwittingly mooning the crowd as she tried too push herself back off.

Kasey didn't so much come to Gabriella's rescue as she tried to capitalize on Samantha's distraction. Kasey ran in and punched Samantha between her shoulders, but even the sneak attack didn't do as much as she might have hoped. Samantha stumbled a half-step, but then turned sharply to drive her elbow backward into Kasey's breast. She grunted and bent over as her chest wobbled and one breast bounced right out of her top. She tried to cover up and protect her chest by wrapping her arms around herself, letting Samantha easily grab her by the hair. Sam turned back around slammed her newest captive's face into the first tempting target she could find, resulting in her bashing Kasey's face into Gabriella's still dangling ass.

Both girls shouted at the impact, though Kasey's more of a witless grunt while Gabriella was more of a startled shriek. Samantha grinned as she lifted Kasey back upright. "Thanks for the hand on this one. I've spanked her ass so many time by now I thought I was going to make my hand go numb. I should have thought of this ages ago." She gladly went back to bouncing Kasey's face off of Gabby's butt, simultaneously spanking the gorgeous ass in the process.

Megan tried to make a break for it, but Ashley hopped over Amber to get in between her and the backstage area. "You're in my way, Ash. You're ALWAYS in my way," Megan growled.

"I want you to take a second and listen to yourself," Ashley said with a condescending smirk. "Because you sound like you're in the Legion of Doom right now. And you know you're not getting away with this, so just give up quietly and we'll go easy on you."

"How's this for quiet?!" Megan grabbed some spare tinsel from some of the nearby props and threw it at Ashley's face. She had hoped the distraction would buy her a few seconds to dart past her and escape the punishment her friends and mother were being put through, but Ashley was still too quick for her. She snatched it out of the air in one fistful, rushing into Megan's way and backhand slapping her into the stash of props. She caught Megan by the neck, holding her against the table of various boxes before she shoved the handful of tinsel into Megan's bikini top, letting it hang sloppily out of her cleavage.

Megan gagged and kicked at Ashley's legs, trying to get free to escape or at least fight back against her former victim. The kicking became more difficult when Ashley lifted her completely off her feet. She held her there a second, as if showing Megan off like her glittery-boobed trophy before she slammed her back down, spiking her through the table and pelting her with the remains of the various props and tools. The crowd gave a loud cheer as Megan moaned, splayed out in the wreck of the table and covered with bits of glitter, fake snow, and the loose bolts and tools that had built the set.

Kimmy was also finishing up toying with Debbie and Ali, their boobs red and swollen from being banged into the tree, the reindeer, the wreaths, and about anything else that looked uncomfortable on the stage. She gave a swift pull on Allison's top, ripping it off and wrapping it in a quick knot around the whining and moaning women's wrists and binding them behind their back.

"There! Presents are all wrapped up, Ash!" Kimmy called, shoving the two of them towards the tree. The topless women tripped over Amber and collapsed under the tree, groaning and squirming powerlessly on top of each other.

"Good work, Kim. Sam! You're missing Christmas," Ashley called. Samantha shoved Kasey back over to the heap of beaten bullies before picking up Gabriella, giving her a few last, quick spanks before walking over and dumping her in with the rest.

“So what do we do with them this time?” Samantha asked, hands resting on her hips.

“Well strip em down, of course,” Ashley offered. “That’s just plain fair at this point.”

“And spanking,” Kimmy added.

“Do we always got to do spanking?” Ashley asked casually as she looked over the variously dazed and groaning bullies.

“Can’t argue with the classics,” Samantha said with a shrug as she yanked down the rest of Debbie’s dress.

Ashley grinned as she turned back to the audience. “What do you say, everybody? Do we let them go?” The crowd erupted into boos and assorted negatives. “Then how about we wrap them up and leave them out for Santa?” This got a few more cheers, but a fair mix of boos. “So who says we hang em up like stockings and put em those ass and titties the ol’ spanking machine?” That got the big reaction she expected. “You heard them, girls. Hang em high. I got an idea. Carol, come give us a hand!”

The three girls started to prop or tie up the girls, leaving the cheaters all stripped naked and strung up. They made do with what was around, so Amber and Ali were left tied to the tree with some spare rope from the set design. Kasey and Amber were bound up by wreaths that got bound to the wall, with Debbie and Gabbie stuck into the saddles and ropes that had been attached to the fake reindeer. Lastly, Megan was hogtied in Christmas lights, forced to thrust her ass up into the air. The four girls (with Carol having come out to join them) had gathered some microphones and mounted them near their victims of choice.

“Okay, ready?” Carol offered, raising her hand high. The rest of the girls did the same, nodding and cuing Carol to go ahead. She delivered the first smack, the crowd quiet to let the spanking sound ring throughout the hall. The mic picked up the slap as much as the shout that followed. Megan wasn’t through with her yelp when Kimmy slapped both hands down on Amber’s boobs. The shrieking and gasping of the bullies just made the girls smack louder as they kept up their irregular pattern, the crowd starting to laugh and cheer as they finally caught onto the rhythm; the rebelling coeds spent the next five minutes or so spanking the bound bullies’ asses and breasts to Jingle Bells, and whatever Christmas tunes came to mind.

The crowd was standing, laughing and cheering on the humiliation until one of the judges (the one that hadn't been seduced by Megan and her crew) got everyone to settle down. "Well, this is a pretty unconventional showing," he addressed the room through his microphone. He glanced up at Ashley, Kimmy, Carol and Samantha in particular. "But that might have been the best show of courage and beauty I've ever seen. I think we have our winners! Would you four be willing to do a tie-breaker round?"

The crowd clapped and cheered for them as Ashley smiled and blushed... then did a double take. "Wait what? Noooo nonono. We're not competing."

"Yea! Not us," Samantha added. "Thanks but no thanks."

"Yea, yea. Cool, but no. We're good," Kimmy agreed.

"Give it over to Carol."

"Yea. Her."

"For sure.

"We're just..."

"We're like detectives."

"We're just helping. Carol though. Yea. All Carol. She wins. We... we didn't enter, but we drop out."

The girls fumbled their way through their unofficial backing out after unofficially joining. Carol was appointed the official winner, since the other judges were booted out for having slightly biased opinions. Carol received a short modeling deal for over the summer so she could keep going through college, as well as a decent cash prize and a spot in the upcoming local parade. They were able to contribute their own ideas to the crew that was making the float, and at Ashley's suggestion, they were glad to follow through with it.

In the middle of the parade Carol was mounted with her beauty queen style crowd, sash and swimsuit. The float was built to look like an oversized Santa's sleigh, with Ashley, Samantha and Kimmy were walking alongside in simple green elf costumes. At the head of the float, Kasey, Bunny and Megan were dressed in slutty swimsuits. They wore tiny bikinis with red noses and foam antlers fixed to their heads, bound by straps to the front of the float. It was running by a simple engine, but it gave the illusion that they were pulling the sleigh down the road.

In the back of the sled, the rest of the bullies were bound up in ribbons, wrapping paper, and stickers and nothing else, looking like a pile of gift-wrapped sluts. Amber in particular found herself wearing nothing but a few carefully-placed strips of red ribbon covering up her crotch with a large bow. Her mouth was gagged by a strip of wrapping paper, and her impressive tits were covered by nothing but a pair of stickers over her nipples that red "Do not open until Xmas." Gabbie was face down, hogtied with her butt sticking up in the air with red booty shorts reading "my other ride is a reindeer." Ali was laid out and propped with her legs forced open in an elaborate bondage setup with lace and ribbons, an oversized candy cane held against her crotch. Debbie was propped up to lean over the side of the sled, her lower half bound in shiny wrapping paper. Her boobs hung over the edge of their ride with eggnog labels all over her chest.

"This is gonna be the best not-Christmas ever," Samantha laughed. "I just know it."