Tim Stone did not like to get pushed around yet there was not much he could do about it, being smaller than most of the guys in his senior class. His main nemesis was a guy name Jerry King, but everyone just called him "King Kong." The guy is a gorilla compared to Tim, Tim being short at five foot five, Jerry is a foot taller at six five. Tim weighing one hundred and fifty pounds, while Jerry weighs two hundred fifty pounds, most of it muscle.
Jerry played and lettered on three different sport teams during his high school career, he starts at a defensive end on the football team, forward for the basketball team and he play first base for the baseball team. Tim on the other hand only plays on the golf team and the bowling team, he has respectable averages for both yet they don't garner the same kind of respect Jerry gets for his sports. Tim did get straight A's in school while Jerry was lucky enough to maintain a passing grade to stay eligible for sports.
Jerry had selected Tim as his target since they were in grade school, what had actually made him dislike Tim enough to torment him was how Tim embarrassed him. It was the third grade spelling bee, and Jerry misspelled the word chief. Tim laughed aloud when it happened and yelled out the, I before e accept after c rule. The whole class laughed, Jerry ended up giving Tim an ass whooping on the walk home from school for that.
Then one day the worse thing that could possibly happen to Tim happened, Jerry came up behind him in the school parking lot. He then put Tim in a headlock and then reached down the back of his pants roughly pulling his underwear up the crack of his ass. Just as he was doing this Tim's mother Christine pulled in to see what this monster was doing to her son.
She quickly got out of the car and shoved the larger boy off of her son, then right in front of everyone she helped him get his pants back in order. Everyone around laughed and started chanting "Momma's Boy" at Tim whose face turned as red as the bricks of the school.
"You're an animal!" She yelled. "Why do you feel it's necessary to keep picking on someone who is smaller than you?"
"I was just having fun with my good buddy Tim, lighten up babe." Laughed Jerry.
"It is not funny, and one day you may really hurt my boy. Leave him alone dammit." She said pulling Tim by the arm toward her SUV.
"Wow, so the little wimp has an incredible milf for a mother, go figure." Jerry said to a few of the guys who seemed to follow him around.
He was right Christine Stone is a beautiful woman, she met her husband, Tim's father in high school. They were both seniors in 1986 when they met and fell in love, neither of them was very popular in school like their son. Tim's father Jack, whom Tim looks very much like, was into computers, but he ended up going to college and now works for a major software company. Christine was always on the chunky side in high school, got good grades and was a member of the band and the drama club. She loved working and acting in the plays, she always had some bit part and did a lot of work on the sets.
Now that high school was over Tim's father pretty much stayed the same he took up golf for work, but he was still the same nerdy little guy Christine fell in love with years ago. As for Christine she got pregnant for Tim while going to college with Jack, years later she finished her degree in dramatic arts. Then she emerged from the shell of what she used to call a fat ugly duckling into a beautiful woman. She got into exercising on a regular basis, diet, she finally got a more modern hairstyle, shed her glasses for contacts. At thirty-eight years old she looked the best she had ever looked in her life, her long blonde shoulder length hair perfectly styled, her breasts now firmed up an astounding 36DD, her legs long and shapely, a perfect round ass.
She is now the director of a local theater group which she does not get paid, yet she does not need it due to Jack's good job. This also allows her more time to being a good wife and mother to her husband and son. As she turned into the street she looked over at her son, who was fighting back the tears in his eyes.
"Are you all right baby?" She asked her son while reaching in her purse for some tissue.
"Yeah mom, I'm fine." He replied.
"Do you want to talk about it?" She asked.
"It is just a lot more embarrassing to have to have your mom rescue you from the biggest guy in school." He sobbed.
"I'm sorry I will see what I can do, maybe call your principal tomorrow." She suggested.