My humiliation

A story about me in the third grade being a bully and I get what I deserve.

Hi, my name is simply Elmer but everyone called me Jun because I'm a junior. I hated that name. I was a little black kid from the south.

It was 1989, I was in the third grade. I was like twelve going on thirteen. I was kinda dumb. I just had cartoons on my tiny soft brain and all I did was eat like a hog. I was pudgy, chunky and kinda curvy I might add. I kinda liked my bubble butt then. Anyways there was a particular story I wanted to share when I was a bully and I got my just desserts....I'm hungry now.

Back then I used to get picked on and bullied myself because I was a little over weight, had buck teeth, I had titties, my belly jiggled when I walked whatever it was kids didn't like it. So in my stupidity I decided to become a bully...kinda. I had this friend named Eric, he was a scrawny skinny kid who laughed a lot. Almost everyday at recess I would beat him up. Not haaaard, I see your face. I just throw him around and stuff. He seemed to be having fun he was just a laughing and stuff.

One day, I was doing that and I remember cuz I had three chilli cheese dogs for breakfast, mmmmmmmmmph, oh sorry anyways I was wearing a clingy grey tank top that barely covers my big body, some high shorts I guess would be considered booty shorts now and some tennis shoes. I was beating him up and stuff. Throwing him around by his shirt showing off his small but noticeable belly flab. When another kid named Ben, another black kid came to confront me. He was about nine years old, he had the flat top and he was in great shape because he studied karate. So naturally my fleshy fat ass was a little scared.

I tried to explain but he wouldnt listen he said " how would you like it if I beat ur ass." Well my dumb scary ass peed a little. I tried to run but of course I'm slow and he grabs my arm and swings me back around to face him. I turned around and my face was met with a punch. " DAugh?!" Is the sound I made when my head snapped back. I was dizzy already. My arms were kinda flailing by my side. I was limp wristed and my back was arched giving notice to my booty and belly. I then felt stinging blows to my soft fat gut. A series of punches to my jiggling belly. All the impact made my booty jiggle and wobbly, my titties bounced, kids were laughing. It was embarrassing but I was too busy trying to survive. " HUH huh huh huh huh huh huh???!!" My big curvy body jolted on every punch like I was getting electric shocks. I was confused and in burning pain as my breath left my body on every punch.

I started to cry. He then punched me so hard in my belly meat I bent over. " AAAHH GAAAASP'!!!" he puts me in a bulldog head lock and takes my fat ass to the ground. My shirt is up showing off my belly and my shorts are coming down about to show off my booty. I'm struggling and thrashing my big thighs like a dumb trapped beast. I'm drooling, I'm farting, I felt a kid pull down my shorts. I can feel all my fat vibrate and ripple as I struggle to break free. It was so embarrassing but again at that time I didn't care how I looked. I was scared I was gonna die. Then I got sleepy, I began to snort like the pig I was And I do remember peeing on myself.

I couldn't go back to school after that. I convinced my mommy to let me stay home for a couple of days. All I did was lay up under her and stuffed my belly with some ice cream. I did eventually go back and I had even more bullies but I apologized to Eric and me and Ben hugged and made up. He grabbed my booty though on the side....I looked at him with this weird look but I kinda liked it.