The New Neighbor
by T. Prince, tk_prince@hotmail.se
A Chinese girl becomes fed up with her new neighbor, a Western exchange student.



Minghua, 23, had an exam in five days and desperately needed to study
for it. Her desk was littered with textbooks that she had barely opened,
and it was of the utmost importance that nothing happened to distract her
from them.

However, as soon as she had sat down at her desk with a steaming cup of
her favorite tea, she was almost thrown out of her seat by an explosive
torrent of music from the nearby apartment. Shaking her head, Minghua
did her best to settle into her studies, but quickly found this to be
impossible. Indignant, she got up from her desk, and marched straight out
into the corridor to pay her neighbor a visit.

The door opened, and a willowy, young Western woman came out. This was
Minghua's new neighbor, whom she had heard of but not actually met until
now. The girl was blond and curvy, with sleepy blue eyes, a curved nose
and brattily pursed lips. She was wearing a large t-shirt, under which
her large breasts poked out, and a pair of baby blue exercise shorts.

"Hi, I'm Minghua, your neighbor," the Asian girl began, thinking it best
to start off gently. "You must be Katrina?"

"Uh-huh," the blonde replied absently.

"Pleasure to meet you," Minghua went on with a forced smile. "Where are
you from?"

"California," Katrina yawned. "I'm an exchange student at Beijing 
University. Had to switch apartments because my last roommate was being
a pain in the ass. Culture clashes and all that."

"I see," Minghua replied, feeling that she could almost exactly envision the
fragile relationship between the two roommates. "Look, I don't want to give 
you a hard time right away, but could you maybe just turn down the music a 
little bit?"

"Turn down the music? Like, how much?"

"Well, the walls around here are pretty thin, so I can hear it almost as 
loudly as if the speaker had been in my apartment-"

"So you want me to... turn the music off, then?" Katrina asked, curling her
lip.

"Yeah. Don't you have earphones? I'm sorry, but I really need to study, and
listening to this is just-"

"OK, I just want to let you know that you're like a xerox copy of my other
roommate. Just, completely the same person. No offense."

Minghua felt the anger mounting. "Look, I don't think it's too much to ask,
especially since it's just Tuesday-"

"Forget it. I need my music," Katrina snapped back, and then slammed the door
in Minghua's face. The Chinese girl stood frozen in the same position for about
half a minute, scarcely believing the gall of this arrogant foreigner. Then, 
she promptly opened the door and walked into Katrina's apartment. Through a
doorway, she spotted the blonde lying on her stomach on her bed, her back
facing Minghua. Her hips were swaying in tune with the thumping music, and 
her plump buttocks rose up alternately, in rhythm with the percussion, left 
- right - left - right.

Minghua walked up to the stereo and turned off the music. It took a few 
seconds for the musically inclined butt to register what had happened, but
when it did, it didn't take long for hell to break loose.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Katrina roared as she stormed out
to confront the intruder. "This is my apartment! You can't just barge in here!"

"I told you -- your music is too loud, and I NEED TO STUDY!"

"OK, I don't care how freaking anal you Chinese people are, but this is my
apartment, and music helps me relax, so I'm gonna play it, and I'm gonna play
it as loud as I like!"

With a defiant pout, Katrina turned on the music again, and stood facing down
her adversary with her arms crossed.

"What are you, a child?" Minghua asked in exasperation, and turned off the
music. This turned out to be the last straw for Katrina, who delivered a 
stinging slap to her face.

Hardly believing what had just happened, Minghua stared back at the furious
blonde, and then returned her slap. The slapping continued for a short while,
until Katrina suddenly grabbed the Chinese girl's arm and tried to wrestle it
behind her back, which caused Minghua to wrap her other arm around Katrina's
neck, and suddenly -- CRASH! -- they had both fallen to the floor in a mess of
entangled limbs.

"Chinese bitch!" Katrina hissed, and placed her smaller opponent in a vicious
armlock. "I'll kick your skinny little ass all over this apartment!"

Minghua gasped as her joints were stretched to their limit. She kicked around
with her feet until she managed to flip over on her stomach, and then slowly
began to pull her arm out of the Westerner's tight hold. Katrina, however,
was not about to let her quarry escape that easily, and responded by dropping
her bottom onto Minghua's slender back, pinning her against the floor.

"Oh, you're not going anywhere, honey," the blonde chuckled, grabbing a hand-
ful of Minghua's black hair and tugging at it. "I may be in your country,
but you're in MY apartment, so that means MY rules apply!"

Minghua shrieked -- her hair felt like it was being ripped clean out of her 
head. Desperate, she began to feel around with her hands for some body part
to attack, when her hands reached the knotty surface of one of Katrina's knee-
caps. That would do, she thought, and then promptly jabbed both of her thumbs 
into the pits of the blonde's knees.

"OW OW, let go, OWW!!" Katrina yelped, but Minghua intensified the pressure
until her thumbs were buried inside the sensitive hollows. Eventually, Katrina
was forced to let go of the Chinese girl's hair, and soon, Minghua had found
enough room to roll over on her back and once again come face to face with
her adversary.

"Payback's a bitch," Minghua cried out, just before landing a punch right in 
the blonde's kisser.

"OOW!" Katrina jolted back and buried her face in her hands, which allowed
Minghua to slip completely out of her pin, and land a second punch in the
Westerner's unprotected stomach. The blonde doubled over in pain, and then
tried to make a run for it.

"Not so fast, Barbie," yelled the Chinese girl, and grabbed hold of the back
of the blonde's exercise shorts. The opposing forces caused the shorts to
plummet to the Westerner's ankles, where they entangled themselves around her 
legs and tripped her face first onto the floor. This caused her rear end, now
protected only by a pair of tight baby panties, to bounce up like a softball.

"Let's see if we can't take a few pounds off of that big white ass," Minghua 
said, and gave the blonde's curvy buns a couple of hard slaps, leaving faint 
red handprints on each of them.

Katrina retreated into her bedroom, where she stood facing Minghua with a 
livid expression on her beet red face, all the while rubbing her smarting 
derriere.

"You bitch! At least I have curves," she hissed. "I've got a woman's figure.
Your boobs look like a pair of fried eggs."

"That's nothing compared to what your boobs will look like when I'm through
with them," Minghua retorted.

"Cute," the blonde sneered. "Is that all you got?"

"At least when I put on a pair of panties it doesn't look like I'm flossing my
crack!"

Katrina's eyes flashed, and a moment later they were at it again, each pulling
and scratching at the other's body. The blonde wrapped her right arm around
Minghua's neck and attempted to put her in a headlock, to which Minghua 
responded by reaching around her opponent's curvy body, grab hold of her flimsy 
panties and pull them upward with all her might.

"AAOOHH!!" Katrina squealed as her underwear shot straight up into her snatch
and bum, sending up on her toes. Minghua smiled and pulled harder, administering
a wedgie of the kind normally reserved only for nerds in schoolyards.

"OOHHH!!" the blonde wailed as the panties went spelunking in her two most
private orifices, and eventually released her grip around Minghua's neck. The
Chinese girl instantly let the wedgie snap back like a whip across the blonde's
pert buns -- SMACK! "AAH!" -- and sent her flat on her ass with a well-placed
kick to the gut.

"Had enough yet, soccertits?" Minghua asked tauntingly, cracking her knuckles.
"Or do I have to take you over my knee for a good, old-fashioned spanking
before you'll listen to reason?"

"Oh, I haven't even started yet," the blonde hissed between clenched teeth.
"Before you leave this apartment I will have wiped this floor sparkling clean 
with your flat yellow ass. And I mean that LITERALLY."

"It's on then, you blond slut!"

Before her opponent had finished the sentence, Katrina had lunged forward
and tackled Minghua across the ankles -- sending her crashing shoulder-first
into the floor. Before she could get back up, the Westerner had dropped her
backside down on her back and pinned her against the floor.

"I guess the tables have turned, honey," the blonde said triumphantly,
lifting Minghua's head up from the floor by her ear. "And you're gonna pay
for every ill-advised little thing you just called me."

"Soccertits, you mean? I thought you'd take that as a compliment. Most Western
girls seem to be proud of having big boobs."

"Damn right we are," the blonde said, adjusting the strap of her bra and
causing her round, firm mammaries to wiggle gently in the process. "Real
women have real boobs, sweetie. That's why we like to show them off. Whereas
12-year old boys like you-"

Here Katrina reached down and began fondling Minghua's left breast.

"-might just as well tuck them away behind layers of clothing. Damn, there's
nothing here! Just a lone little nipple -- hello!"

The blonde began pinching and twisting Minghua's defenseless nipple, and it
didn't take long before it was swollen and erect.

"Well, look at that," Katrina chuckled, "you're getting turned on by this!
You dirty little whore! Who would have thought..."

"It's not that," Minghua mumbled, "I'm just imagining all the things I'm
gonna do to you when I get the upper hand."

Here, the blonde grabbed Minghua's head and slammed it face first into the
floor. Red and green flashes began flashing before Minghua's eyes and she felt
the taste of blood on her lip.

"When you get the upper hand, huh?" Katrina shouted. "Well, guess what, bitch, 
that's not about to happen any time soon!"

Once again, she introduced Minghua's face to the floorboards. More flashes,
and Minghua felt that the world around her was beginning to spin. She gasped
and mumbled something incoherent.

"Say what, bitch? Say what?" Katrina taunted her, bringing her ear closer to
the mumbling girl.

Minghua continued to mumble, even more inaudibly. A plan was taking shape in
her head.

"Is that Mandarin? I can't hear you!" This time, Katrina bowed her head so
low that it was almost level with her adversary's.

"I said: The bigger the boobs--" Here, Minghua abruptly latched out her arm
and caught Katrina's neck in an armlock "--the smaller the brain!" and wrestled 
the blonde off her back in one graceful movement that sent the blonde plummeting 
to the floor on her back.

"OOF!" the fall knocked the wind out of the dazed Westerner, and a moment
later, Minghua had grabbed her by her t-shirt and begun pulling her along the
floor on her back. Katrina slid along helplessly for a while, until she
yielded her t-shirt and was left in a baby blue bra to match her panties.

Katrina was quickly up on her feet and began throwing punches, but Minghua
dodged them each in succession, and retaliated with a clean uppercut to
the blonde's well-shaped chin. When the Westerner's guard was down, Minghua
took the opportunity to deliver two sharp little punches to Katrina's half-
exposed breasts, squashing the big, jelly-like orbs under her fingers. 

"OW! OW!" Katrina wailed.

Minghua finished off her assault by tackling her opponent right in the mid-
section, sending the flabbergasted blonde flying over her back and landing
with a loud thud on her panty-clad rear, legs akimbo, like a clumsy rider
thrown off a horse.

"Now, let's have a good look at those 'real boobs'," Minghua said as she
undid the straps of Katrina's bra and whisked it away. Suddenly, the 
Westerner's treasured breasts were on full display: ripe, full and milky
white.

"Give me back my bra, you pervert!" Katrina shouted hoarsely, blushing
slightly at her predicament.

"Damn, these babies ARE big," Minghua chuckled, all the while grabbing
the blonde's ample breasts and squeezing them between her fingers. "I bet
you could produce enough milk in these to feed a small country." She tweaked
the pointy, pink nipples. "How does one get the milk flowing? Is there a
tap somewhere?"

"I'm not a freaking milk dispenser!" the blonde snapped. "Get your dirty
little mitts off my boobs!"

"Actually, you're more like a full course meal. You've got the milk," she
gave Katrina's boobs an additional squeeze, "and you've got the hams,"
here she pinched the blonde's well-rounded left buttock, "I tell you, if
I ever get stuck on a desert island I hope it's with you, 'cause at least
I wouldn't have to worry about sustenance..."

"I knew you were some kind of pervert from the start," Katrina mumbled,
"but guess what -- these boobs are OFF LIMITS!" Abruptly, she grabbed
Minghua's arm with both hands and began twisting it painfully.

"ACK! STOP IT!" the Asian cried out as her arm felt about to be twisted
out of its socket. Katrina followed up by pulling down hard on the arm,
sending her opponent tumbling over her shoulder and falling flat on her
bottom.

"Hurts, doesn't it?" Katrina said as she wrapped her arm around Minghua's 
neck and placed her in a vicious chokehold. "Well, guess what, I'm only
getting warmed up!"

"Let go... of my... ack!... neck.... fat-ass!" Minghua coughed as the
supply of blood to her head was quickly being cut off.

"Fat-ass? You've just signed your own death warrant, honey," the blonde 
sneered, tightening her chokehold. "If my ass is fat, then how come every
man in Peking turns his head to check me out when I walk down the street?
Face it, girl, in the choice between a Chinese stick figure and a well-fed
white girl with a well-shaped ass, every man will go for the booty!"

"And then... he'll dump her... when he realizes... that's that all she 
is... a piece of ass!"

"Oh, THAT wasn't wise. Now you're really- OOOWW!!" Katrina was interrupted
mid-sentence when Minghua bit down hard on her arm and refused to let go.
The blonde tried to shake her off, but the ferocious Asian only bit down 
harder, and eventually the blonde was forced to let go of her neck. Minghua
quickly slid out of her grip, grabbed the Westerner by her golden locks
and flung her face-first into the floor.

Before Katrina came to her senses, Minghua sat down on the blonde's back and 
held her down against the floor with her backside, facing Katrina's legs. 
Smiling evilly, she inspected the two long white legs, hefty thighs and
curvaceous rump that lay displayed beneath her gaze. Katrina's blue panties
had been jerked so far up the white girl's rear that they were barely visible,
leaving the anxiously wiggling backside more or less naked. In the small
space between the plump thighs, the blonde's smooth, hairless pubic mound
could be glimpsed, its parted lips proving that not only had the panties
ridden all the way up into the white girl's punani, but that they were, in
fact, still wedged stuck up there.

"Ooohhh, this is not faaaiiir," Katrina could be heard moaning behind her.

"So how many hamburgers does it take to grow a bum like this?" Minghua asked,
rubbing the pasty white buttocks in front of her. "Damn, I'd hate to see you
try to squeeze yourself into a cheongsam -- it would burst into shreds!"

"That isn't true!" the blonde yelled, flustered. "I often buy Chinese
clothing, and all that's required is a little loosening of the seams in the
bust and hips..."

"A *little* loosening?" Minghua chuckled. "Get out of here! Even your
own panties look like they're about to snap!" She grabbed the blue waistband,
pulled it out and let it snap back against the blonde's derriere.

"OW! That hurts!"

"And it's about to hurt a lot more," Minghua said, "because when I'm
done, I'm gonna kick your big white ass all the way back to America!"

"You can't, I'm an exchange stu-" *THWACK* "OOHH!"

A hard spank on her defenseless buttocks had interrupted the blonde mid-
sentence.

"Oh yes, I can! We don't need any more big-breasted bimbos going having 'ethnic'
adventures and treating us like shit. I'll haul you over to the border, bend 
you over with that pretty bum in the air, take good aim, and then shove my foot 
straight up your conceited Western ass!"

"You wouldn't da-" *SMACK* "AAIIE!"

"Better mind your mouth, missy, or your ass is going to be purple before I've 
stopped talking."

"This is so unfair! I'm American-" *THWACK!* "AAHH!! I've got righ-" SMACK!
"AIIEE! I'll call the embass-" *WHACK!* "OOOHH! Just you wai-" *THWACK!*
"OOOWWIIEE!! I'm not a chil-" *SMACK!* "AAHHH! I'm a grown woma-" *THWACK!"
"OOOHHHH!! I've never been spanked bef-" *THWACK!* "OWOWOWW!!! It's starting
to hurt down th-" *THWACK!* "AAAOOOWWW!!! STOP SPANKING ME!" *SMACK!" "EEEKK!!"

Within short, the Caucasian girl's curvy keister had exchanged its natural
color for a lovely scarlet, and Minghua was rubbing her aching palm against 
her shirt whilst admiring her handiwork.

"Are you gonna behave now?" Minghua asked, as if addressing a very young
child.

"Mmm," Katrina mumbled, pouting.

"Hey!" the Chinese girl snapped, adding a swift spank across the blushing 
buns for emphasis. "I asked, are you gonna behave now, you little brat?"

"Yes, ma'am," the blonde mumbled.

"Did I spank some sense into your silly ass?"

"Yeah, sure."

"Say it!" Another swat landed on the dominated blonde's keister.

"OW! You've spanked some sense into my silly ass," Katrina grumbled.

"Good," Minghua said, coolly. "I'll tell you what's gonna happen now. I'm
gonna let you up, and then we're gonna sit down like civilized women --
even though that's going to be tough on your butt after what just happened
-- and talk through some rules for the remainder of your time in this
apartment."

"Rules? Who do you think yo-" SMACK!! "OOWW!!"

"Is that clear?"

"YES," Katrina croaked, gingerly rubbing her red bottom.

"Perfect." Minghua stood up. "Now let's find some paper and a working pen-"

"On the desk," the blonde murmured, as she scrambled to feet and began to
painfully extract her undies from the depths of her abused rear.

However, as soon as the Chinese girl had turned around, a quick flash in the 
reflection of a window alerted her to the fact that Katrina had other plans.
The blonde had picked up a baseball bat that she kept by the coat rack for
emergency situations -- and were rapidly sneaking up on the Asian from behind.

"Actually, I've got a better idea -- how about I CAVE YOUR SKULL IN, YOU 
CHINESE BITCH!?" Katrina roared, rushing forward with the bat raised high over 
her shoulder. Minghua, thinking on her feet, dodged the oncoming blow by 
dropping down on her knees, which brought her face level with the blonde's 
nearly exposed crotch. The white girl stood with her long legs spaced wide 
apart, leaving the path for Minghua's revenge thrillingly clear.

"Shouldn't have left your country, Barbie!" the Chinese girl yelled, right
before plunging her sideways-tilted hand straight up into the curvy blonde's
panty-clad cooter. She felt the side of her hand part the soft lips and slide
all the way up the Westerner's most sensitive orifice.

With a whimper, Katrina toppled over and landed in a crumpled pile on the 
floor.

"So... what was all that talk about wiping the floor with my skinny yellow 
ass about?" Minghua asked mockingly as she wiped the blonde's hot crotch sweat 
from her hand. "Say, now that I think about it, these floors DO look a bit 
dirty. I think what they need is a good scrub."

"NGGHH!! Wh- Hey!" Katrina yelled, as Minghua grabbed the blonde's legs and 
gave them a swift pull, once again sending the poor white girl falling flat 
on her shapely ass.

"Yup, when it comes to wiping a floor, nothing beats a pair of big old 
American buns!"

"Let me go! Let me- OOHH!! TH-THAT HURTS!!" the blonde wailed as her tender
buttocks were cruelly dragged along the wooden floor.

About thirty minutes later, the floor of Katrina's apartment was sparkling 
clean, and Minghua -- holding a carpet beater -- was marching the sobbing 
blonde toward the balcony. The Westerner's jiggling butt had absorbed a whole 
apartment's worth of dirt and dust, and was as black as if it had been dipped 
in soot.

"Bend over!" Minghua commanded. The blonde obeyed, leaning over the railing 
so that her naked breasts hung freely in the breeze. Minghua grabbed the white 
girl's panties and tugged them off to reveal her well-fed alabaster bottom in 
its entirety. She dropped the panties over the railing, and the wind caught hold 
of them.

Further down the street, a crowd of people turned to look at the spectacle. 
Some stopped to take pixtures of the busty Barbie doll in the compromising 
position.

"Time to beat the dust off this old rag," the Chinese girl declared, as she 
raised the carpet beater over her shoulder and brought it down on the blonde's 
obediently upturned rump with a satisfying CRACK!

"AAIIEE!!" Katrina wailed, and the blow caused her breasts to jiggle in a way 
that the gawking crowd found most entertaining.

CRACK! "OOOWW!!" SMACK! "AAHH!!" THWACK! "OOOHH!!" CRACK!

Each blow sent a cloud of dust flying into the air, and soon the dark layer 
of dirt had been beaten off to reveal the blistering, beet-red ass underneath.

"I'M SORRYYYY!!!" Katrina shrieked. "LET ME GO!! I'LL DO WHATEVER YOU WAAANT!!"

"I know you will," Minghua replied, grabbing the blonde's hair and pulling her
face aside, so that their eyes met. "Now come on, we're going downstairs to see 
the landlord!"

* * *

A couple of hours later, Katrina was standing -- naked and red-faced -- on the 
sidewalk surrounded by hastily packed crates containing her clothes and 
furniture. Under Minghua's supervision, she had just terminated her apartment 
contract, which had entailed filling in a number of forms in the presence of 
her landlord -- who had spent the majority of the time ogling her breasts.

"There's your bus," Minghua said, tapping the blonde's shoulder.

"How will I get to the hostel? I don't have a map, and I don't speak Mandarin," 
the blonde mumbled, wiping a tear from her puffy cheek.

"Good point," Minghua said, scratching her cheek. "Hold on, I have a pen."

"But I don't have any paper!" Katrina whined.

"That won't be a problem. Bend over."

Half a minute later, Minghua had written a set of detailed instructions on
the Caucasian girl's shapely rear end. The compact Chinese letters stood out
in clear relief against the blonde's pearly white skin.

"All you have to do now is just bend over and flash that ass, and people will
know exactly what to do. Now hurry up or you'll miss your bus!"

The last Minghua saw of her Western neighbor was her swaying buttocks ascending
the steps to the bus, and the door closing behind her. In the window, she
glimpsed the appreciative smile on the bus driver's face as he read the
instructions, threw back his head in laughter and then drove away.

Minghua turned and began walking back to her apartment. Suddenly, she caught
sight of Katrina's baby blue panties -- which had caught stuck in a nearby 
tree. A thin branch had skewered the undergarment through the center, and the 
edges were fluttering in the breeze. Minghua smiled and walked back toward her 
apartment, allowing the panties to remain as a monument to her victory -- and 
a warning to all future unruly neighbors to not confuse entitlement with the 
size and color of their asses.

THE END