Part 15:
***Babysitter vs Horse Jockey Part 2***
Babysitter, sitting on the ground pouting with her arms crossed because of the shock collar she was forced to wear, angrily yelled "I am NOT taking my clothes off! And you can't make me!"
Horse Jockey then turned on the collar, making Babysitter thrash on the ground for a second. When the shock was done, Babysitter continued to thrash on the ground as she threw a huge screaming and kicking tantrum "NO NO NO, YOU CAN'T MAKE ME! I DON'T WANNAAAAA!!!!!" while trying to rip off the collar.
Horse Jockey zapped her yet again. And again. Again again. At this rate, Babysitter was going to be electrocuted more times than Team Rocket. Teddy Bear was laughing at the show in front of her.
As Babysitter continued her tantrum, still too stubborn to listen to her self-preservation instincts, Horse Jockey asked Teddy Bear "So who are you, exactly? You're not one of the entrants."
She replied "Right now I'm 'Teddy Bear'. I also played Hostage. I'm a hired actress for this store quest. You missed all of that, though. Be sure to watch it on the replay when you guys are all done here and the match is over. I nailed it as Hostage, fooling that girl into my trap. I had to get naked on camera, but that's just part of the job. Besides, considering where I am, I can't in good conscience complain about showing a little skin. Actually finishing the trap as Teddy Bear was a little harder though...that bitch is scrappy! And she stuck her ice cold hand inside my costume, which was NOT PLEASANT!!"
Babysitter, having been zapped 7 times during that short conversation, finally stopped flailing around and trying to take her collar off. She lied down on the ground furious and ashamed, but finally stayed quiet and kept her hands on the floor.
Horse Jockey then asked "Are you done throwing a tantrum now? Because if not, I can make good on my earlier threat to shove your glove up inside of you. Is that what you want?"
Babysitter pouted "No..."
Horse Jockey added "Also I can spank you some more with my riding crop. Do you want another spanking?"
Babysitter again pouted "No..."
Smiling, Horse Jockey calmly asked with authority "Are you going to be a good little girl and strip naked for us finally?"
She was going to say "no" like a brat, but then Babysitter felt a strong tingle inside when Horse Jockey called her a "good little girl". She really does have a strong DDLG fetish, and Horse Jockey was dominant enough to trigger that feeling even though she was a woman. Babysitter quietly whispered "Yes Daddy" by accident.
Horse Jockey couldn't hear her "What was that?"
Babysitter, blushing scarlet replied "Yes. Ok? Fine! I'll do it. Jerk. But you gotsta keep calling me a good little girl and stuff or else I'm gonna quit."
The jockey snickered "Yeah sure. But good little girls do what they're told without talking back or throwing tantrums. You want to be my good girl? Prove it."
Babysitter nervously asked "...How?"
Horse Jockey slapped her hand with the riding crop to make a loud startling sound which made Babysitter flinch badly "No more talking, no more fighting, no excuses. Be silent and strip for me. Try to make it sexy, though. Brat or not, you are pretty hot, and I really truly enjoy watching a hot girl take her clothes off for me. Turn me on enough and you can be my good little girl."
Babysitter nervously asked "Can...can I at least stand up for this? It's hard to take clothes off on the floor"
Horse Jockey answered "You may. Just don't try to mess with your collar or get too close to me. I'm going to take a seat over here next to Teddy Bear to watch the show"
Very red-faced, Babysitter stood up to her feet. She was extremely nervous about what she was being asked to do. While she's always acted tough and unafraid at all times, in reality she is quite ashamed of her tiny little body and how juvenile she appears. She has a tendency to wear multiple layers, including in this contest, because she's always worried about things like slips. As a young girl her shirt once flew up on the playground and exposed her training bra, which humiliated her to the extreme since most of her classmates were full-figured by then. Even as an adult, Babysitter never reached 5 feet tall, and her breasts are smaller than the average 12-year-old's. She is terrified of the thought that her naked body would look like she was 14 at the oldest, and that most grown adults wouldn't be attracted to her because of this.
Silently, without talking or fighting, Babysitter lifted up her white blouse over her head, revealing the rose-colored very adult camisole underneath it. It was a very silky top and not something most girls would wear to a strip fight unless they were more concerned about looking womanly than they were the garment's resilience or coverage. Both Horse Jockey and Teddy Bear gave a cheer at the sight of her cami and the loss of her blouse, egging her on to keep going and to dance around some as well. Horse Jockey was filming this entire striptease with her phone for herself and the millions at home.
Taking a deep breath, Babysitter swayed her hips around awkwardly as she fiddled with the zipper of her denim skirt. Once it was unzipped, she let it fall to the ground and stepped out of it. Her lower body from her waist down was covered in her white tights, and without the skirt blocking it the view of her butt was quite enjoyable for the many people watching. Babysitter's butt was extremely flat and petite (much like the rest of her) but the tights made certain to accent it enough to make it look quite cute. Unfortunately, the tights were the next thing to go, as Babysitter reached her waistband and started slowly pulling them down. She made sure to not accidentally hook her thong in the process, as she peeled the white tights down her legs one at a time, bearing them both along with the previously-covered feet at the end of each leg. Babysitter stood there now trembling in nothing but her collar, rose silky camisole, and matching rose silky thong.
Babysitter's pale skin was turning the same color as her silky lingerie as she stood here in the middle of a Build-A-Bear in her underwear while two enemy women (and millions of people at home) stared at her. She felt ridiculous and ashamed, embarrassed about her tiny body being this much on display. She hoped that her grown up lingerie made her look less childish, but that won't do her any good if she has to take that off next.
Horse Jockey spoke up in her most seductive voice "That's a very good girl. I like what I see very much. Keep going, everybody wants to see the rest of you"
Shaking, Babysitter quietly pleaded "Can I keep the rest on please?"
Horse Jockey quickly replied "Of course not. Little girls don't need lingerie. Little girls like to play around naked"
Ashamed of being called "little girl" like that, it also somehow paradoxically turned Babysitter on and tingled her at the same time. Trembling, her hands went to her thong waistband. She looked Horse Jockey and Teddy Bear in the eyes, but then couldn't bear to do so any longer. She quickly turned around before dropping her thong to the ground in a hurried motion, tossing it aside. Her cute tiny butt was facing both girls now, who squealed in approval. Babysitter then turned around while keeping her right hand over her groin keeping it hidden from sight. Her left hand nervously covered her still-dressed chest.
"Please" she begged "Please can I keep the cami on at least? You don't gotsta see my top to eliminate me"
Horse Jockey held up her riding crop threateningly in a spanking pose "We want to see your tiny little girl tits. Are you arguing with me? Good girls don't talk back. Are you being a bad little girl right now?"
Quickly Babysitter replied "No! I'm a good girl, I promise!" She 100% did not want to be spanked by that crop again, especially when bottomless.
Teddy Bear chimed in "You took EVERYTHING off of me as Hostage even when I begged you for mercy, so I have no sympathy for you. Strip, little one, strip it all off"
Closing her eyes and turning away from the girls, Babysitter used her free hand to pull her cami up over her head, holding it in front of her chest to shield it from view. Taking one last deep breath, she let go of her top while her arm covered her tiny boobies. Slowly the ashamed girl turned around to face her tormentors, the only thing worn by her being the shock collar which kept her enslaved. Her arms tightly covered her girly parts as she heard her opponent's phone ding with the quest completion.
Babysitter squealed a sheepish sound when a hot tall guy, one of Benedict's Boys, walked into Build-A-Bear to deliver the quest reward to Horse Jockey. Being naked in front of two girls was one thing, but Babysitter wasn't even attracted to girls. A MAN looking at her was a thousand times scarier and more embarrassing. She clutched her parts tightly to keep them hidden from him as he handed the Hitachi Wand to Horse Jockey.
As he turned to leave, Horse Jockey then called out "Hold up, sir. Stay here a little bit longer. I have something to show you"
The guy stopped and turned to see what she was talking about. Horse Jockey then commanded "Babysitter, stop covering yourself this instant! Little girls shouldn't be so modest with their tiny little bodies. Put your hands behind your head right now and let this nice young man look at you closely"
Babysitter silently shook her head left and right frantically, tears in her eyes. "Not in front of a man, please! Make him go away first"
Horse Jockey stood up out of her chair while brandishing her riding crop "I'm going to count to three, and if your hands are not behind your head when I hit 'three' I am going to pull you over my knee and spank your bare ass in front of this man and the entire internet, and THEN make you stand there on display"
Babysitter continued to shake her head left and right pitifully as Horse Jockey counted "One...two...."
A microsecond before "three", the terrified Babysitter let go of her chest and privates and put her hands behind her head, shaking in place from the shame of her nudity. The man's mouth dropped, as did Horse Jockey and Teddy Bear a little bit. Babysitter's pussy was completely devoid of hair, not one follicle. It displayed a little coin slot so perfect that Teddy Bear fought the urge to stick a quarter in it. Babysitter's chest, of course, was ridiculously small. It would almost be wrong to call her chest "breasts" in a way. As opposed to two round boobs like a more womanly lady, instead Babysitter had two slight curves similar to the chest definition of a muscular man. Even her nipples were quite small compared to the average woman. While Babysitter's entire naked body could quite easily pass for that of a young teenager, it was still very tight and sexy which was met with great approval from the three in the room with her (and the millions watching at home).
Babysitter stood there naked in front of the world looking up at the much-taller man right in front of her. This tall handsome man staring at her naked body was turning Babysitter's knees weak and making her gasp with erratic breathing. Although he didn't want to leave the sexy sight, Benedict's Boy excused himself finally before he got himself in trouble for staying in play too long.
It was only after the man left that Babysitter's eyes locked on to the Hitachi wand and her brain truly registered what that thing was for. Being naked wasn't enough to lose anymore, all girls had to get off before they were eliminated. Babysitter shivered thinking about Horse Jockey using that thing on her. The only problem was, she wasn't into girls one ounce and wouldn't enjoy it that much. If she was going to being toyed with, she wished it could've been Model coming back, or even that tall guy who was just here.
Horse Jockey then shocked everyone by pointing the handle side of the toy to Babysitter and saying "So now that you've stripped yourself naked, it's only fair that you masturbate yourself next."
Babysitter squealed "WHAT?"
Horse Jockey continued "Oh yeah. I love watching a girl humiliate herself for me, especially in this specific way. So go on, enjoy yourself as much as possible, but put on a good show! You should sit down with your legs apart. Do you want a chair or the floor?"
Stuttering, Babysitter answered "The, the..I...a..chair?"
A chair was placed for Babysitter to use, as she nervously sat down. At first she kept her legs together, but Horse Jockey forced them wide apart almost to the point of a full split. Horse Jockey's right hand held her phone, still streaming/recording for all of the viewers watching the contest. She recorded Babysitter's opened legs and the hairless slit in-between them, which began to open wide with the legs pulled apart.
Horse Jockey ordered "Your pussy is too closed still. Use your fingers to spread it open for us"
Babysitter went white "Oh please, don't make me do that! Not in front of the camera even. You don't gotsta humiliate me like this to win...."
Teddy Bear butted in "And you didn't have to humiliate Hostage, but you did it anyway! I told you, karma was gonna get you"
Horse Jockey coldly commanded "Don't talk back even one more time or else you will get the spanking. No more warnings. Now spread it!"
Babysitter gingerly placed her hands on either side of her pussy, slowly and shamefully pulling the lips apart for Horse Jockey's camera recording it all as an extreme close-up.
Horse Jockey smiled and softly told her "That's a good little girl!" which made Babysitter tingle again.
While Babysitter's pussy was held wide open, Horse Jockey turned on the torch light in order to shine it down the hole and reveal all of the secrets inside where the sun usually never shines. With the torch light illuminating her vaginal cavity, there wasn't really any secrets what-so-ever left to Babysitter's tiny little body. She was so humiliated she wanted to die, but even with her pussy recorded in HD up close like that it wasn't enough to eliminate her anymore. She still had one last humiliation to endure.
Babysitter was ready to go home now, so she held her hand out for the Hitachi wand. She immediately started vibrating herself and she was instantly amazed at how good that actually felt. She had never used one of these before, and they absolutely live up to their reputation. In addition, being naked in front of the world was turning her on far more than she ever expected it to, and every time she looked at the phone between her legs recording her it sent a sexy chill through her entire body. In a weird way, being turned into an "adult star" was making her feel less juvenile about her nude body.
As Babysitter started getting really into it, Horse Jockey filmed her all over, capturing her rock-hard tiny nipples, her solid red face, her flat tummy rising and falling rapidly with every breath, and her left hand digging into her own thigh from the intensity. Babysitter then suddenly had an idea, a very powerful idea, and in this moment she wasn't ashamed of admitting what she wanted out loud.
"Horse Jockey" she softly asked between heavy breaths while holding out her left hand "Can I please have my phone? It has...um...pictures on it that I need right now"
Horse Jockey was now curious about what she meant by that, so she took the phone out of Babysitter's holster and opened it up to the picture section. Her mouth shot wide open as she looked over the majesty of Model's hard naked body, including the many close-ups of his naked manhood. Teddy Bear was staring at the phone too, and she loudly yelled "DAMN! The Abercrombie Model is packing. Nice"
Babysitter pitifully pleaded "Please, please can I have my phone? I'll do everything you ask, I just want to look at him while I do it."
Horse Jockey actually granted this request, partially because she wanted to see just how horny it was going to make Babysitter. Sure enough, with one hand using the Hitachi on her soaked little pussy, and the other hand holding her phone and scrolling through her many nude pictures of Model, Babysitter quickly became exponentially more horny than she was before. Shame was quickly forgotten as Babysitter started putting on one hell of a show. Her moans were unrestrained and her wand hand frantically pressed against her and rubbed up and down her entire slit as fast as possible. Horse Jockey filmed all of this, making sure to get multiple facial close-ups of Babysitter and her unblinking eyes lusting after the naked man in her hand. Babysitter was already getting the chair pretty wet and she wasn't even climaxing yet. And while she'd never admit it, Horse Jockey was getting her little black shorts quite wet as well watching this sexy display. She was quite regretting not bothering with buying underwear earlier.
After about 30 seconds of vibing herself to her personal porn collection of Model, Babysitter started screaming in pleasure. She is already an extremely loud girl in all ways to begin with, but these screams were loud even for her. Horse Jockey aimed the camera directly between Babysitter's legs, ready for the ultimate money shot. Babysitter's pussy was already dripping quite a lot, as she was hornier than she's ever been in her young life before. With one last gasp and thrash, Babysitter arched her pussy upwards in a thrust against her toy as she went over the edge and past the point of no return. Her orgasm built up and the fluid began to flow freely. Suddenly droplets started spraying outward from her pussy rapidly as she started to cum, causing Horse Jockey to back up her phone slightly to avoid getting hit as much.
The orgasm kept going and spraying, until Babysitter tried to move the toy off of her pussy to end it. Without warning, Horse Jockey put her left hand on the Hitachi and firmly pushed it back up against Babysitter's clit. Babysitter tried to lift it but didn't have the strength, as her orgasm ramped up again after just half a second of break. She kept shivering and spraying outward, making a huge mess around her, as Horse Jockey wasn't letting her stop cumming, by holding the Hitachi in place. Babysitter let go of the toy completely and even dropped her phone as she grabbed the back of the chair with both hands and held on for dear life as her orgasm continued on and on. She screamed so loudly that Teddy Bear covered her ears, but still Horse Jockey wouldn't let go of the toy. It took almost 15 entire seconds before Babysitter's pussy ran out of fluid and finally stopped cumming, her entire body wiped out completely.
Mercifully, Horse Jockey turned off the Hitachi and moved it off of Babysitter's hypersensitive privates at last. Horse Jockey's entire left arm and her right hand holding the phone were all very wet from the spraying. Her phone was wet now too, but by sheer luck none of it had hit the tiny little camera lens so the video never went blurry. The announcer read out over the intercom "Babysitter has been eliminated"
When the boys walked into Build-A-Bear to retrieve her, Babysitter shyly covered up her chest and privates again while nervously staring at the boys. They effortlessly lifted her up onto her feet by her elbows, taking off her shock collar to return it to Horse Jockey. HJ was awarded $20, which when added to the combined money of the two girls became a massive $290 spending cash. Despite being rich, Horse Jockey was in no real need for any more items, as she was already having difficulty carrying everything she had as it is. She abandoned Babysitter's shield, seeing no use for it, but she did keep the Queen Elsa Ice Glove in her pocket in case that turned out to be useful later. She also kept her reigns, crop, Hitachi, and shock collar, with the smaller items going into her shorts pockets.
Horse Jockey also claimed her second Thirst Coin from Babysitter, being the first entrant to collect two of those. So far five of the six have been located (the other three being held by Video Blogger, Waitress, and Author). The last Thirst Coin still remains unfound in Toys R Us. It remains to be seen if any girl will manage to actually collect all six of them, but at current it does not seem likely since the coins are scattered to all corners of the Mall even as the number of entrants dwindles.
As Teddy Bear heads to the security room with Babysitter as part of her store closing, Horse Jockey is left alone to figure out what sort of free item she could realistically claim from a place which sells exclusively stuffed animals and stuffed animal sized clothing. Not thinking up anything at-all useful, Horse Jockey winds up fulfilling her earlier joke about grabbing a Clydesdale horse. As she exits the store and the gate shuts behind her, she places the Clydesdale in front of the gate as an intimidation tactic. This way anybody who walks down this hallway will know exactly who it was who closed Build-A-Bear by eliminating a girl, and that running might be a good plan before the Stablemaster of Doom comes for them next.
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Part 16:
***Fitness Instructor vs Author Round 2***
The Blue Light Special shined on the Gym, promising great rewards to anyone who eliminated an enemy inside of it within the 3 minute duration. Next door, the AMC Theater was the site of a battle that was clearly going to wind up in the Gym eventually.
Fitness Instructor kicked in the theater door, expecting the loud rubber chicken alarm this time. Author had her fart spray in hand, but this time when she used it Fitness Instructor blocked the spray with her Wanted Card and ran close enough to grab Author's hand and point it away. The smell in the area was quite awful, but both girls tried to fight on anyway. It took only a second or two for Fitness Instructor to rip away the fart spray and toss it across the room.
Author was losing badly, but it was her plan to lose this encounter. Author purposely held back and allowed herself to be disarmed and caught. She knew that Fitness Instructor was going to carry or drag her to the Gym before stripping her in order to go after that bonus money and the blowdart tranq. Author also wanted those things, so letting Fitness Instructor take her to the Gym went right along with Author's plan. By making a quest to force an enemy to strip themselves, Author hoped that Fitness Instructor would "force" Author to do exactly that when they were in the Gym, which Author planned to use as her opening. Hidden inside of her clothes was her rag soaked with chlorophyll just waiting to be pulled out for a surprise sleep attack, as well as her handcuffs to restrain the sleeping athlete.
It was a good plan, a great plan even. It just required Author being awake to execute.
While holding Author, Fitness Instructor shoved one of Doctor's oral sedatives into Author's mouth and held it shut. These are what medical professionals use on violent dementia patients to knock them out for several minutes. Author wasn't expecting this tactic at all and quickly swallowed the pill before she even truly processed what it was. Panic set in as she figured it out and started feeling lightheaded. She tried one last burst of effort to break free and flee, but she had no chance. As she felt herself passing out, she was terrified of what horribly humiliating things Fitness Instructor might do to her before she wakes up again.
After about 10 seconds of struggle, Author fell asleep in FI's arms. Fitness Instructor then hoisted the smaller girl up on her shoulders into a fireman's carry and started jogging towards the Gym. While Fitness Instructor is amazingly athletic, she isn't overly strong, so this process of carrying a human being down the hallway was actually quite tiring for her. Still, she wanted to make sure that she didn't miss the Blue Light Special window. She left behind Author's backpack full of items, figuring that she could go back and loot that after the fact.
The two women finally entered the Gym, with Fitness Instructor setting the sleeping Author down on one of the large mats. Fitness Instructor quickly checked the store quest for here, which read "Most of the workout equipment has been modified into restraints or exposure devices. This is now a torture dungeon. Closing soon!" She looked around and began to notice all of the various modifications made to the different machines, starting to get a few ideas from everything that she was seeing. Years spent working in gyms like this has filled the young woman with many fantasies revolving around embarrassed nude people, and this was finally her chance to live some of that fantasy for real.
The first thing she needed to do was to get these clothes off of Author before she woke up. Shortly before their battle, Author had added a quest to make an enemy strip themselves, but Fitness Instructor wasn't going to mess around with that quest considering Author was completely unconscious and obviously couldn't do it right now. Besides, it seemed like a needless risk to her. FI started by removing Author's glasses, carefully setting them aside so that they wouldn't get broken. Next she had to peel off the tight black teddy from Spencers that Author was wearing over the rest of her clothing, which looked very ridiculous but was quite functioning as armor protecting the rest of her clothes from being removed. With a little bit of effort, this "armor" was tossed aside as the helpless girl slept on. Fitness Instructor found it weird that there was an extremely-smelly soaked rag of some sorts (chlorophyll rag) in the crotch area of the teddy, doing her best to avoid touching that with her hand as she tossed it aside. She also acquired the hidden handcuffs stashed in the teddy. Author's Ravenclaw belt was unhooked and pulled off next, followed by her goofy red bowtie. All that remained was her blue buttoned shirt and her navy slacks, as starting with her questwriter app had required her to not have any underwear.
When Fitness Instructor began to unbutton Author's shirt, the young nerd started to wake up some from her brief nap. Fighting back on pure instinct, Author grabbed at Fitness Instructor's hands and tried to pull them away from her. FI didn't let this stop her, as she simply rolled Author over onto her front and roughly pulled the shirt off of her body. Author was now face-down topless, groggy and barely aware of her situation. While she tried to gather her thoughts, Fitness Instructor grabbed her waistband and quickly pulled down her pants. Author's cute butt was out in the open now as her pants were pulled completely off of her legs and tossed aside. Author, the lone black entrant in the contest, was now as naked as the day she was born with all of her dark skin showing to the cameras around the room.
Alertness suddenly hit Author like a train: She was NAKED! IN PUBLIC! ON CAMERA! And she was in massive danger of losing this contest to Fitness Instructor (including all of the mortifying embarrassment involved with how an entrant is eliminated). She had to escape, so she quickly stood up to her feet with her arms covering her breasts and groin and made a run for the door. Fitness Instructor responded by pushing the button on her Door Key, which slammed the gate shut and locked them both in here together for the next five minutes. Author practically ran right into the gate as it slammed down, panicking as she figured out what this meant. She was now trapped one on one against the best athlete in the match, and Author didn't have a single tool or weapon of any kind on her. Hell, she didn't even have a stitch of clothing on her. Her genius mind was racing trying to figure out a way out of this mess, looking around at everything around her.
Fitness Instructor giggled while dangling the stolen handcuffs "There's no way out now. I'm thinking of which piece of equipment to strap you to. I have to pick one where it'll be easy to use a glass dildo on you though, so that limits my options. I could handcuff your arms and then dangle you upside-down by your legs from the rings. God, what a humiliating position THAT would be! Or I could strap you into the butterfly and watch you struggle to close your arms and legs. The butterfly might be cumbersome with me using the dildo though. The rings are probably the best option. I've kinda always wanted to do that to a girl, I'm not going to lie."
Author looked left and right, trying to see something useful. The metal dumbbells were all removed for safety reasons, but there were still weighted medicine balls. Tossing those at someone like Fitness Instructor wouldn't work though, and Author isn't exactly built for throwing heavy things. Fitness Instructor was walking fast towards her, she had only seconds left to plan. It was then that she saw the soaked rag on the floor not far from her. It was her only chance. Author swallowed her shame as she mentally came to terms with the reality that the only way she could defend herself from ultimate exposure and humiliation was going to involve releasing her hands from her privates in order to fight back. Dropping her arms, Author sprinted as fast as her out-of-shape legs could go. Her dark perky nipples pointing on the ends of her small bouncing breasts, she ran. Her ungroomed dark bush showing to the world, she quickly grabbed the chlorophyll rag from the ground right as Fitness Instructor caught her.
Fitness Instructor made a sickened face "Don't touch that wet thing! Girl, why are you always so gross?"
Author didn't speak, she just shoved the rag in Fitness Instructor's face and held it tightly. She used her other hand to hold the back of FI's head for leverage. Fitness Instructor started to flail and fight back, but Author held on for dear life. It took about 5 seconds, but finally Fitness Instructor passed out and collapsed to the ground with the naked Author on top of her. This wouldn't last for very long considering that most of the chemical had evaporated away by now from air exposure, but finally Author had a chance and she wasn't planning to waste it.
Author immediately took her handcuffs back from Fitness Instructor and was about to handcuff her hands behind her back, when suddenly a better idea hit her. To stop the sleeping athlete from running around and kicking things when she woke up, Author instead decided to handcuff her ankles together. Before she did that, though, she needed to take off FI's tool belt and spandex pants. Trying to move as quickly as possible before the chlorophyll wore off, Author frantically unhooked and pulled off the belt. Not being slow or showy, Author then jerked down the spandex gym pants, showing all of the people watching at home Fitness Instructor's bald little pussy with its distinctively large lips. With Fitness Instructor naked from the waist down and starting to wake up again, Author immediately handcuffed her ankles together before it was too late.
Fitness Instructor tried to scramble as she woke back up, nearly leaping to her feet even though she was dizzy. She then immediately fell to the ground hard as the mixture of grogginess and her ankles being shackled together tripped her. Author dove onto FI's back and tried to knock her out with the rag again, but exposure to the air was causing most of the fumes to evaporate away. When Author tried to cover FI's mouth, FI responded by elbowing her in the face and scooting away. Author recoiled from the shot, but turned and went for the attack again. This time Fitness Instructor rose both legs up to kick Author backwards, which also revealed to FI that she was now bottomless in public.
"AAAAAH!" She squealed as she covered her pussy with her hands. Her legs being handcuffed together had turned her into a sitting duck. She used one hand to try and pull them off of her, but it was no use as long as Author held the key. Fitness Instructor had to get that key back in order to walk normally again. As a side issue (which was very important to her in this moment) she had to get these cuffs off if she was ever going to put any form of pants back on.
Author didn't want to keep diving into getting hit, so she instead went to the tool belt which she had taken from Fitness Instructor earlier. Its pockets contained a jump rope, three chalk balls, two remaining oral sedatives from Doctor, and two glass dildos. The dildos would be useful for eliminating FI, but she needed to be better restrained before that point. Author knew that she needed to force Fitness Instructor to swallow one of the oral sedatives in order to win this battle. Doing that was going to be very difficult, however.
Taking a moment to protect what was left of her modesty, Author quickly picked up her black one-piece teddy from the ground and put it on, hiding all of her girly parts from the cameras again. Meanwhile, Fitness Instructor was standing up, trying to master walking and fighting with her legs shackled together. She started hopping aggressively towards Author with one hand between her legs, looking surprisingly cute in the process. Author realized that her best weapon right now was the belt itself, which was very thick and made of leather. She ran around behind the hopping Fitness Instructor and swung the belt as hard as she could towards her bouncing naked butt. SMACK! The loud impact actually echoed, followed by Fitness Instructor screaming and rubbing her ass with her free hand. She was now hopping around with one hand on her groin and one hand on her ass trying to fight back, but this wasn't working at all and she knew it. A second belt whip hit her left thigh, which stung like crazy and left a huge red mark.
Needing a new strategy, Fitness Instructor started hopping towards the medicine ball rack. Her backside took three more vicious belt whips before she reached the balls, and suddenly she realized that in order to fight back she was going to have to expose herself...much as Author had done earlier. This thought filled her with both nervous shame and excited arousal, and both of her hands moved in order to grab one of the weighted 10 pound balls.
Author saw her grab the first of many heavy balls and suddenly got very nervous. Fitness Instructor turned and tossed the first one at Author's head, who barely ducked out of the way. This had just turned into ultimate dodgeball, and Author hates dodgeball with every fiber of her being. The last thing she wanted was a 10 pound ball hitting her in the face right now. The second ball was thrown at Author's midsection, which she caught. Even catching that ball hurt a little bit from the inertia, and she felt the force of that hitting her midsection. This was the wrong time to be as out of shape as Author always was.
Author turned and ran away from Fitness Instructor and her rack full of medicine balls. It's not like Fitness Instructor had any ability to chase after her, so this allowed Author to regroup and come up with a plan. There were still several minutes left before the gate out of here opened, but at the same time Author was wanting to somehow defeat Fitness Instructor as opposed to fleeing. Beating this dangerous enemy wouldn't just get revenge for her being stripped naked on live TV, it also eliminated her greatest threat while also earning her an overpowered weapon to deal with whoever came next. Strategically, Author needed to win this fight here in order to have any chance of winning the entire contest.
Her salvation came when she noticed the martial art pads on the wall. Instantly she grabbed a large shield-sized pad and strapped her left arm into it. These pads are made to withstand strikes from huge combatants kicking them, so they should be able to block 10 pound balls tossed by a woman who isn't all that large. Author ran back towards Fitness Instructor, who was still standing at the medicine ball rack trying to figure out a plan herself. When Author started approaching with the large red pad as a shield, Fitness Instructor knew she was in big trouble. She tossed the heavy dodgeballs at her, but these did nothing anymore. Author ran at full speed until she slammed the shield into Fitness Instructor's body with full force, knocking her to the ground. Author then dove on top of her pad-first, pinning FI to the ground. Next, Author shoved an oral sedative into Fitness Instructor's mouth, covering her mouth as the athlete struggled and fought back. After 15 hectic seconds, Fitness Instructor went back to sleep...this time with the good stuff which would keep her out for 2 minutes or so.
Author set the pad aside, feeling victorious but knowing that she wasn't done yet. Step one, Author ripped off Fitness Instructor's sports bra top, baring her B-cups to everyone. Fitness Instructor's pink nipples were extra puffy and surprisingly excited considering her situation right now. Author looked around at the machines close to her, since she was never going to be able to carry a deadweight person very far. Right nearby them was the bench press, which had been modified with restraints for both the wrists and the ankles attached to the lifting bar, as well as various other restraint locations.
Author lifted the naked and unconscious Fitness Instructor up, which turned out to be extremely difficult with how slippery she was from the butter grease from earlier. Still, Author was able to eventually lift her up off of the ground in a cradle and awkwardly carry her the short distance to the bench press. Author laid the naked woman down and quickly shackled both of her arms in place, trapped holding the lifting bar at the top of the bench. The risky part of this plan was when Author had to unhandcuff Fitness Instructor's legs in order to move them where she wanted them, but luckily for her sleeping beauty didn't wake up at all as each ankle was moved and secured to the bar harnesses next. The unconscious Fitness Instructor was now locked tight into a truly mortifying pose, with her wrists and ankles both tied tightly a few inches apart on either side of the lifting bar. The athlete's flexibility made it very easy to stretch her arms and legs out as wide as possible, so Author moved the restraints all the way to the plate weights on the ends of the bar itself and locked them in place. Fitness Instructor's bald pussy and butthole were extremely displayed like this, both of them stuck thrusting outward like they were begging to be filled. Even in her sleep, somehow Fitness Instructor's pussy was responding physically to the exposure and the extreme spread by producing little bits of wetness that Author could clearly see. The audience could see it too. The audience could see absolutely everything FI had right now, and the sleeping girl was completely unaware of the explicit exhibition she was putting on at this moment.
Catching her breath, Author walked back to where the tool belt was with its glass dildos, grabbing both of them. In theory she was only going to need one of these, but it was not lost on Author that Fitness Instructor was in possession of two at once. This could only mean one thing: That Fitness Instructor was planning to USE two at once. That thought made Author shiver inside, but it also convinced Author that perhaps FI deserved to actually receive two at once herself.
Standing next to the trapped and helpless sleeping girl, Author used her fingers to stimulate FI's clit a little bit in order to make insertion easier. Author has a thing for girls with cutesy features, so she had to admit that she greatly enjoyed every inch of young Fitness Instructor on display for her right now. It was going to be extremely hot for her to stimulate this fine fit woman to climax in public like this. She only regretted the fact that she wasn't going to have any stimulation of her own while doing it, but she wasn't brave enough to do THAT on camera anytime soon.
With the rubbing of her clit, Fitness Instructor started to moan as her sleep drugs began to wear off a little bit. She wasn't conscious yet, but most likely she was experiencing one hell of a wet dream while she was being rubbed. Her clit became extremely pronounced after a few seconds of stimulation, leading Author to move to the lips themselves to warm them up slightly. Author realized that the warmup probably wasn't all that necessary, but the pervert side of her brain was enjoying getting to touch this girl's bare pussy so she wasn't rushing just yet. Author also made it a point to start recording all of this, both for her own enjoyment as well as her audience's. Once there was an abundance of liquid down there, Author touched the head of the glass dildo up against Fitness Instructor's labia. Gently she slid it inside, experiencing no resistance at all as it plunged deep inside of her foe.
Fitness Instructor gasped and moaned again from the thrill of being filled, but this time she actually opened her eyes and began to look around. Author started moving the dildo in and out at a decent speed as Fitness Instructor came to, realizing in horror that she was naked and being fucked on live TV. It felt amazing, but she was overcome with embarrassment immediately as she furiously struggled against her restraints. She looked around at her body and was tremendously ashamed of the hardcore pornographic position she was currently strapped into, looking like the model in a bondage dungeon porn video. There was no hope of escape, however, as she felt her pussy filled and stimulated again and again. She tried to hold back, but she let out several accidental moans from Author's skill using the toy. After several seconds of fighting in vain, Fitness Instructor basically gave up and began to allow herself to enjoy being fucked so good in front of the world by a sexy little girl in a lingerie teddy.
Author then spoke while speeding up "Welcome back, sleepyhead. So I noticed that you had two of these. Where exactly were you planning to stick this second one on me hmmmmm?"
Fitness Instructor gasped in-between moans "No, I..uugn...I had a quest to...uugh...use two at once. I was going to..OOH...going to ask fiiiirst!"
Author smirked "Uh huh, suuuure"
Fitness Instructor shook her head "For real! I...ooh...I was going to do it to DocTOOOR earlier, but she said no"
Author remembered watching the end of the FI vs Doctor fight on the big screen, which confirmed what Fitness Instructor was saying. She then replied "I suppose you're right. So maybe I should ask first myself. Do YOU want the second one too, or is just the one enough to get you off for me and the camera?"
Blushing solid red, Fitness Instructor seriously thought about that question. She was humiliated being on display naked, in a GYM of all places like the one she works in for bonus shame, and she was literally being fucked to orgasm by a sexy stranger while strapped to a bench press. The shame was overwhelming her, but at the same time it was also causing her to feel extremely aroused. Fitness Instructor had always carried a massive ENF fetish, both from watching others and also fantasies about being exposed herself. She regularly daydreamed about her swimsuit being pulled off at the pool, or having boys tie her to the equipment when she was working alone and molesting her like in the videos she watched online. She even fantasied about having her yoga class ambush her and molest her through her ultra-thin yoga pants, since she (and probably half the class) knew that she never wore underwear under yoga pants. Fitness Instructor was literally getting off to her own humiliation, so Author asking to add one more level to the shame was something that she just couldn't say no to in this hormone-filled delirium that she was in right now.
"I want..." Fitness Instructor shamefully whispered "I want both"
Author smiled "Ooo, naughty girl. You know you're kinda cute, even if we're enemies."
Author then snuck a surprise kiss on Fitness Instructor's lips, which the athlete didn't see coming at all and caused her to blush again. Without letting her opponent recover from that stunning moment, Author pushed the tip of the second glass dildo up against Fitness Instructor's highly-exposed and stretched-open butthole. Both girls knew that it wasn't going to take any serious effort to slide that thing in right now with how opened that hole was. Fitness Instructor froze and held her breath, trembling from the nerves. The anticipation was killing her as Author just held it there, taunting her. Fitness Instructor could feel the tip pressing up against the hole, slightly parting it, but it wasn't moving in yet. The slightest real pressure would push it in but Author was torturing Fitness Instructor with the wait.
Fitness Instructor opened her mouth to try and say something, but only at that exact moment did Author finally slide the dildo inside of her. Fitness Instructor's attempts at words came out as loud garbled gibberish mixed with moans as a result, much to her tormentor's amusement. Because Author needed one hand for the phone, she couldn't realistically move both dildos at once. As a result, she left the anal dildo in as deep as it could go like a butt plug while resuming the aggressive fucking with the pussy dildo. There was so much lubrication at this point that Author felt absolutely zero friction from moving it in and out of FI's pussy.
Fitness Instructor was growing close to the edge, imagining the mortifying view that the entire world had of her right now. She was tied up like an arrow pointed at the camera filming her, with both of her holes stretched out and then filled with glass dildos. Both the before and after images were clearly going to be all over the internet. With both her sweating and the greasing earlier, her skin was shiny all over as if she was covered in baby oil. Somehow even her legs were shiny, likely from Author smearing butter grease on them trying to carry her and pull her into these restraints. She could not possibly look any more sexual right now if she tried. Fitness Instructor imagined her boss at the gym hanging up pictures of her like this on the wall of the gym for all of their customers to see and stare at while working out, because her boss was evil enough to do exactly that sort of thing to her. The shame of working her court-ordered job while the walls were covered with pictures of her naked body filled her with intense emotions she could barely categorize. She thought about every single one of her students, both boys and girls ranging in ages from young teen to young adult, all of them seeing her like this. All of them watching her completely naked and being fucked on live TV by an American woman. Some of them might even ask her to autograph her own nudie pics, including her boss. She would have to agree to the degrading act every time or risk getting in trouble. Fitness Instructor realized that this was even more humiliating than what would happen if a few of her own nudes from before had leaked to the public, because in this contest her face was showing and wasn't blurred. Everybody could see that it was her and identify her easily. She could never pretend that the girl everyone saw naked and fucked was "somebody else". Everyone she knew would recognize her, and would see every inch of her fit and toned naked body. They are all staring at every inch of her skin at this very moment live. The more she thought about her own shame, the better the dildo penetrating her pussy felt. Her shame was pushing her to the point of no return.
Author found herself getting very turned on as well, because this woman's body was leagues sexier than any woman Author had been with in the past. She couldn't help but stare at Fitness Instructor's large clit poking out basically begging for attention while the pussy lips were being filled again and again. Author wanted to stimulate that clit, it was practically screaming for it. Unfortunately, Author only had two hands, one holding the dildo and one holding the phone recording it for the contest.
Without any form of warning, Author leaned down and started to lick the top of Fitness Instructor's clitoral hood. Fitness Instructor screamed out in pleasure, as she now had all three sensitive areas downstairs being stimulated at the same time. The licking was all that she needed to lose the last tiny drops of her control, with her body ramping up for an intense orgasm. Sensing the climax coming, Author turned to make sure that her head wasn't blocking the camera's view in any way while she stuck her tongue out to flick FI's bean again and again. With a dildo in her ass, one rapidly fucking her pussy, and the sexy girl's tongue teasing her clit, all of which being recorded and streamed to the internet in 4K via a camera phone between her legs, Fitness Instructor finally came. Her orgasm caused every highly-toned muscle in her body to tense up and shiver, looking like she was having a seizure for a few seconds.
The intercom read out "Fitness Instructor has been eliminated. This is the first Blue Light Special elimination awarded with the blowdart tranq. All subsequent Blue Light Special eliminations are rewarded solely with the $10,000 prize money bonus"
Author was amused at hearing the intercom guy speak for more than 5 seconds for once. The gate into the Gym had opened a little bit before FI came, as the two of them spent over five minutes in here battling and fucking. Benedict's Boys walked in to unhook Fitness Instructor and deliver the prizes to Author. She was now in possession of a blowdart tranq with three darts, a weapon so effective in battle that it allowed Gamer to defeat the powerful Gangster in the last contest. If somebody gets hit with one dart they get drowsy, two darts they get dizzy, and three darts they pass out. If Author could somehow orchestrate her only facing one more opponent all contest, that blowdart tranq could result in an easy final victory for that million dollars.
Author was quite ashamed of the fact that she was stripped completely naked earlier, meaning that everybody watching has now seen her tits, butt, and bush in great detail. Her only comfort is that she's pretty sure that her actual pussy lips stayed hidden the whole time, which is a major advantage to not shaving. Still, now that her naked body has been seen by everyone, this increased her motivation to win. After all, if she doesn't win, then everyone just saw her naked for nothing. Well...not "nothing" at least, as Author has amassed a very sizable chunk of prize money and audience tips so far. But still, she wants that million dollars so that she never has to work a 9-5 job every again in her entire life, just hosting D&D events and writing novels all day every day. That would be her dream life, and she's here to claim it at any cost.
After Fitness Instructor was taken away, Author began gathering up the various items scattered around the Gym. She selected her martial art pad shield as her free item from the Gym considering how that item just saved her ass. Author was also very aware that she was walking around wearing nothing but a black skintight lingerie teddy right now and that she needed her clothes back. Before she put on her own clothes, however, it occurred to her that Fitness Instructor's sports bra and spandex pants were still here too, so she put those on first over her teddy. They were both a little tight, but they fit well enough thanks to their stretchy natures. She then put her shirt and dress pants on over those items. She was feeling a little warm, but the multiple layers would surely be an advantage in a stripping contest. She then put back on her glasses, belt, and signature red bowtie to make herself look normal again.
Author grabbed the tool belt from Fitness Instructor next, filling its pockets with various items like her cloth and handcuffs. She then exited the Gym in order to head back to the theater and grab the rest of her stuff still sitting in her backpack on the theater floor. She hoped that she didn't run into any more enemies trying to head back there. Between the blowdart tranq and the one remaining oral sedative, however, she was prepared to give an enemy a nice nap time if they crossed her path. Once she reclaimed what was left of her chlorophyll back in her backpack, she would be the undisputed queen of sleep attacks.
As the contest neared the finals, Author needed to add a world-shattering quest now that her cooldown was up again. She hoped returning to the theater and watching the live feed would inspire her to make a great one.
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***Fitness Instructor vs Author Round 2***
The Blue Light Special shined on the Gym, promising great rewards to anyone who eliminated an enemy inside of it within the 3 minute duration. Next door, the AMC Theater was the site of a battle that was clearly going to wind up in the Gym eventually.
Fitness Instructor kicked in the theater door, expecting the loud rubber chicken alarm this time. Author had her fart spray in hand, but this time when she used it Fitness Instructor blocked the spray with her Wanted Card and ran close enough to grab Author's hand and point it away. The smell in the area was quite awful, but both girls tried to fight on anyway. It took only a second or two for Fitness Instructor to rip away the fart spray and toss it across the room.
Author was losing badly, but it was her plan to lose this encounter. Author purposely held back and allowed herself to be disarmed and caught. She knew that Fitness Instructor was going to carry or drag her to the Gym before stripping her in order to go after that bonus money and the blowdart tranq. Author also wanted those things, so letting Fitness Instructor take her to the Gym went right along with Author's plan. By making a quest to force an enemy to strip themselves, Author hoped that Fitness Instructor would "force" Author to do exactly that when they were in the Gym, which Author planned to use as her opening. Hidden inside of her clothes was her rag soaked with chlorophyll just waiting to be pulled out for a surprise sleep attack, as well as her handcuffs to restrain the sleeping athlete.
It was a good plan, a great plan even. It just required Author being awake to execute.
While holding Author, Fitness Instructor shoved one of Doctor's oral sedatives into Author's mouth and held it shut. These are what medical professionals use on violent dementia patients to knock them out for several minutes. Author wasn't expecting this tactic at all and quickly swallowed the pill before she even truly processed what it was. Panic set in as she figured it out and started feeling lightheaded. She tried one last burst of effort to break free and flee, but she had no chance. As she felt herself passing out, she was terrified of what horribly humiliating things Fitness Instructor might do to her before she wakes up again.
After about 10 seconds of struggle, Author fell asleep in FI's arms. Fitness Instructor then hoisted the smaller girl up on her shoulders into a fireman's carry and started jogging towards the Gym. While Fitness Instructor is amazingly athletic, she isn't overly strong, so this process of carrying a human being down the hallway was actually quite tiring for her. Still, she wanted to make sure that she didn't miss the Blue Light Special window. She left behind Author's backpack full of items, figuring that she could go back and loot that after the fact.
The two women finally entered the Gym, with Fitness Instructor setting the sleeping Author down on one of the large mats. Fitness Instructor quickly checked the store quest for here, which read "Most of the workout equipment has been modified into restraints or exposure devices. This is now a torture dungeon. Closing soon!" She looked around and began to notice all of the various modifications made to the different machines, starting to get a few ideas from everything that she was seeing. Years spent working in gyms like this has filled the young woman with many fantasies revolving around embarrassed nude people, and this was finally her chance to live some of that fantasy for real.
The first thing she needed to do was to get these clothes off of Author before she woke up. Shortly before their battle, Author had added a quest to make an enemy strip themselves, but Fitness Instructor wasn't going to mess around with that quest considering Author was completely unconscious and obviously couldn't do it right now. Besides, it seemed like a needless risk to her. FI started by removing Author's glasses, carefully setting them aside so that they wouldn't get broken. Next she had to peel off the tight black teddy from Spencers that Author was wearing over the rest of her clothing, which looked very ridiculous but was quite functioning as armor protecting the rest of her clothes from being removed. With a little bit of effort, this "armor" was tossed aside as the helpless girl slept on. Fitness Instructor found it weird that there was an extremely-smelly soaked rag of some sorts (chlorophyll rag) in the crotch area of the teddy, doing her best to avoid touching that with her hand as she tossed it aside. She also acquired the hidden handcuffs stashed in the teddy. Author's Ravenclaw belt was unhooked and pulled off next, followed by her goofy red bowtie. All that remained was her blue buttoned shirt and her navy slacks, as starting with her questwriter app had required her to not have any underwear.
When Fitness Instructor began to unbutton Author's shirt, the young nerd started to wake up some from her brief nap. Fighting back on pure instinct, Author grabbed at Fitness Instructor's hands and tried to pull them away from her. FI didn't let this stop her, as she simply rolled Author over onto her front and roughly pulled the shirt off of her body. Author was now face-down topless, groggy and barely aware of her situation. While she tried to gather her thoughts, Fitness Instructor grabbed her waistband and quickly pulled down her pants. Author's cute butt was out in the open now as her pants were pulled completely off of her legs and tossed aside. Author, the lone black entrant in the contest, was now as naked as the day she was born with all of her dark skin showing to the cameras around the room.
Alertness suddenly hit Author like a train: She was NAKED! IN PUBLIC! ON CAMERA! And she was in massive danger of losing this contest to Fitness Instructor (including all of the mortifying embarrassment involved with how an entrant is eliminated). She had to escape, so she quickly stood up to her feet with her arms covering her breasts and groin and made a run for the door. Fitness Instructor responded by pushing the button on her Door Key, which slammed the gate shut and locked them both in here together for the next five minutes. Author practically ran right into the gate as it slammed down, panicking as she figured out what this meant. She was now trapped one on one against the best athlete in the match, and Author didn't have a single tool or weapon of any kind on her. Hell, she didn't even have a stitch of clothing on her. Her genius mind was racing trying to figure out a way out of this mess, looking around at everything around her.
Fitness Instructor giggled while dangling the stolen handcuffs "There's no way out now. I'm thinking of which piece of equipment to strap you to. I have to pick one where it'll be easy to use a glass dildo on you though, so that limits my options. I could handcuff your arms and then dangle you upside-down by your legs from the rings. God, what a humiliating position THAT would be! Or I could strap you into the butterfly and watch you struggle to close your arms and legs. The butterfly might be cumbersome with me using the dildo though. The rings are probably the best option. I've kinda always wanted to do that to a girl, I'm not going to lie."
Author looked left and right, trying to see something useful. The metal dumbbells were all removed for safety reasons, but there were still weighted medicine balls. Tossing those at someone like Fitness Instructor wouldn't work though, and Author isn't exactly built for throwing heavy things. Fitness Instructor was walking fast towards her, she had only seconds left to plan. It was then that she saw the soaked rag on the floor not far from her. It was her only chance. Author swallowed her shame as she mentally came to terms with the reality that the only way she could defend herself from ultimate exposure and humiliation was going to involve releasing her hands from her privates in order to fight back. Dropping her arms, Author sprinted as fast as her out-of-shape legs could go. Her dark perky nipples pointing on the ends of her small bouncing breasts, she ran. Her ungroomed dark bush showing to the world, she quickly grabbed the chlorophyll rag from the ground right as Fitness Instructor caught her.
Fitness Instructor made a sickened face "Don't touch that wet thing! Girl, why are you always so gross?"
Author didn't speak, she just shoved the rag in Fitness Instructor's face and held it tightly. She used her other hand to hold the back of FI's head for leverage. Fitness Instructor started to flail and fight back, but Author held on for dear life. It took about 5 seconds, but finally Fitness Instructor passed out and collapsed to the ground with the naked Author on top of her. This wouldn't last for very long considering that most of the chemical had evaporated away by now from air exposure, but finally Author had a chance and she wasn't planning to waste it.
Author immediately took her handcuffs back from Fitness Instructor and was about to handcuff her hands behind her back, when suddenly a better idea hit her. To stop the sleeping athlete from running around and kicking things when she woke up, Author instead decided to handcuff her ankles together. Before she did that, though, she needed to take off FI's tool belt and spandex pants. Trying to move as quickly as possible before the chlorophyll wore off, Author frantically unhooked and pulled off the belt. Not being slow or showy, Author then jerked down the spandex gym pants, showing all of the people watching at home Fitness Instructor's bald little pussy with its distinctively large lips. With Fitness Instructor naked from the waist down and starting to wake up again, Author immediately handcuffed her ankles together before it was too late.
Fitness Instructor tried to scramble as she woke back up, nearly leaping to her feet even though she was dizzy. She then immediately fell to the ground hard as the mixture of grogginess and her ankles being shackled together tripped her. Author dove onto FI's back and tried to knock her out with the rag again, but exposure to the air was causing most of the fumes to evaporate away. When Author tried to cover FI's mouth, FI responded by elbowing her in the face and scooting away. Author recoiled from the shot, but turned and went for the attack again. This time Fitness Instructor rose both legs up to kick Author backwards, which also revealed to FI that she was now bottomless in public.
"AAAAAH!" She squealed as she covered her pussy with her hands. Her legs being handcuffed together had turned her into a sitting duck. She used one hand to try and pull them off of her, but it was no use as long as Author held the key. Fitness Instructor had to get that key back in order to walk normally again. As a side issue (which was very important to her in this moment) she had to get these cuffs off if she was ever going to put any form of pants back on.
Author didn't want to keep diving into getting hit, so she instead went to the tool belt which she had taken from Fitness Instructor earlier. Its pockets contained a jump rope, three chalk balls, two remaining oral sedatives from Doctor, and two glass dildos. The dildos would be useful for eliminating FI, but she needed to be better restrained before that point. Author knew that she needed to force Fitness Instructor to swallow one of the oral sedatives in order to win this battle. Doing that was going to be very difficult, however.
Taking a moment to protect what was left of her modesty, Author quickly picked up her black one-piece teddy from the ground and put it on, hiding all of her girly parts from the cameras again. Meanwhile, Fitness Instructor was standing up, trying to master walking and fighting with her legs shackled together. She started hopping aggressively towards Author with one hand between her legs, looking surprisingly cute in the process. Author realized that her best weapon right now was the belt itself, which was very thick and made of leather. She ran around behind the hopping Fitness Instructor and swung the belt as hard as she could towards her bouncing naked butt. SMACK! The loud impact actually echoed, followed by Fitness Instructor screaming and rubbing her ass with her free hand. She was now hopping around with one hand on her groin and one hand on her ass trying to fight back, but this wasn't working at all and she knew it. A second belt whip hit her left thigh, which stung like crazy and left a huge red mark.
Needing a new strategy, Fitness Instructor started hopping towards the medicine ball rack. Her backside took three more vicious belt whips before she reached the balls, and suddenly she realized that in order to fight back she was going to have to expose herself...much as Author had done earlier. This thought filled her with both nervous shame and excited arousal, and both of her hands moved in order to grab one of the weighted 10 pound balls.
Author saw her grab the first of many heavy balls and suddenly got very nervous. Fitness Instructor turned and tossed the first one at Author's head, who barely ducked out of the way. This had just turned into ultimate dodgeball, and Author hates dodgeball with every fiber of her being. The last thing she wanted was a 10 pound ball hitting her in the face right now. The second ball was thrown at Author's midsection, which she caught. Even catching that ball hurt a little bit from the inertia, and she felt the force of that hitting her midsection. This was the wrong time to be as out of shape as Author always was.
Author turned and ran away from Fitness Instructor and her rack full of medicine balls. It's not like Fitness Instructor had any ability to chase after her, so this allowed Author to regroup and come up with a plan. There were still several minutes left before the gate out of here opened, but at the same time Author was wanting to somehow defeat Fitness Instructor as opposed to fleeing. Beating this dangerous enemy wouldn't just get revenge for her being stripped naked on live TV, it also eliminated her greatest threat while also earning her an overpowered weapon to deal with whoever came next. Strategically, Author needed to win this fight here in order to have any chance of winning the entire contest.
Her salvation came when she noticed the martial art pads on the wall. Instantly she grabbed a large shield-sized pad and strapped her left arm into it. These pads are made to withstand strikes from huge combatants kicking them, so they should be able to block 10 pound balls tossed by a woman who isn't all that large. Author ran back towards Fitness Instructor, who was still standing at the medicine ball rack trying to figure out a plan herself. When Author started approaching with the large red pad as a shield, Fitness Instructor knew she was in big trouble. She tossed the heavy dodgeballs at her, but these did nothing anymore. Author ran at full speed until she slammed the shield into Fitness Instructor's body with full force, knocking her to the ground. Author then dove on top of her pad-first, pinning FI to the ground. Next, Author shoved an oral sedative into Fitness Instructor's mouth, covering her mouth as the athlete struggled and fought back. After 15 hectic seconds, Fitness Instructor went back to sleep...this time with the good stuff which would keep her out for 2 minutes or so.
Author set the pad aside, feeling victorious but knowing that she wasn't done yet. Step one, Author ripped off Fitness Instructor's sports bra top, baring her B-cups to everyone. Fitness Instructor's pink nipples were extra puffy and surprisingly excited considering her situation right now. Author looked around at the machines close to her, since she was never going to be able to carry a deadweight person very far. Right nearby them was the bench press, which had been modified with restraints for both the wrists and the ankles attached to the lifting bar, as well as various other restraint locations.
Author lifted the naked and unconscious Fitness Instructor up, which turned out to be extremely difficult with how slippery she was from the butter grease from earlier. Still, Author was able to eventually lift her up off of the ground in a cradle and awkwardly carry her the short distance to the bench press. Author laid the naked woman down and quickly shackled both of her arms in place, trapped holding the lifting bar at the top of the bench. The risky part of this plan was when Author had to unhandcuff Fitness Instructor's legs in order to move them where she wanted them, but luckily for her sleeping beauty didn't wake up at all as each ankle was moved and secured to the bar harnesses next. The unconscious Fitness Instructor was now locked tight into a truly mortifying pose, with her wrists and ankles both tied tightly a few inches apart on either side of the lifting bar. The athlete's flexibility made it very easy to stretch her arms and legs out as wide as possible, so Author moved the restraints all the way to the plate weights on the ends of the bar itself and locked them in place. Fitness Instructor's bald pussy and butthole were extremely displayed like this, both of them stuck thrusting outward like they were begging to be filled. Even in her sleep, somehow Fitness Instructor's pussy was responding physically to the exposure and the extreme spread by producing little bits of wetness that Author could clearly see. The audience could see it too. The audience could see absolutely everything FI had right now, and the sleeping girl was completely unaware of the explicit exhibition she was putting on at this moment.
Catching her breath, Author walked back to where the tool belt was with its glass dildos, grabbing both of them. In theory she was only going to need one of these, but it was not lost on Author that Fitness Instructor was in possession of two at once. This could only mean one thing: That Fitness Instructor was planning to USE two at once. That thought made Author shiver inside, but it also convinced Author that perhaps FI deserved to actually receive two at once herself.
Standing next to the trapped and helpless sleeping girl, Author used her fingers to stimulate FI's clit a little bit in order to make insertion easier. Author has a thing for girls with cutesy features, so she had to admit that she greatly enjoyed every inch of young Fitness Instructor on display for her right now. It was going to be extremely hot for her to stimulate this fine fit woman to climax in public like this. She only regretted the fact that she wasn't going to have any stimulation of her own while doing it, but she wasn't brave enough to do THAT on camera anytime soon.
With the rubbing of her clit, Fitness Instructor started to moan as her sleep drugs began to wear off a little bit. She wasn't conscious yet, but most likely she was experiencing one hell of a wet dream while she was being rubbed. Her clit became extremely pronounced after a few seconds of stimulation, leading Author to move to the lips themselves to warm them up slightly. Author realized that the warmup probably wasn't all that necessary, but the pervert side of her brain was enjoying getting to touch this girl's bare pussy so she wasn't rushing just yet. Author also made it a point to start recording all of this, both for her own enjoyment as well as her audience's. Once there was an abundance of liquid down there, Author touched the head of the glass dildo up against Fitness Instructor's labia. Gently she slid it inside, experiencing no resistance at all as it plunged deep inside of her foe.
Fitness Instructor gasped and moaned again from the thrill of being filled, but this time she actually opened her eyes and began to look around. Author started moving the dildo in and out at a decent speed as Fitness Instructor came to, realizing in horror that she was naked and being fucked on live TV. It felt amazing, but she was overcome with embarrassment immediately as she furiously struggled against her restraints. She looked around at her body and was tremendously ashamed of the hardcore pornographic position she was currently strapped into, looking like the model in a bondage dungeon porn video. There was no hope of escape, however, as she felt her pussy filled and stimulated again and again. She tried to hold back, but she let out several accidental moans from Author's skill using the toy. After several seconds of fighting in vain, Fitness Instructor basically gave up and began to allow herself to enjoy being fucked so good in front of the world by a sexy little girl in a lingerie teddy.
Author then spoke while speeding up "Welcome back, sleepyhead. So I noticed that you had two of these. Where exactly were you planning to stick this second one on me hmmmmm?"
Fitness Instructor gasped in-between moans "No, I..uugn...I had a quest to...uugh...use two at once. I was going to..OOH...going to ask fiiiirst!"
Author smirked "Uh huh, suuuure"
Fitness Instructor shook her head "For real! I...ooh...I was going to do it to DocTOOOR earlier, but she said no"
Author remembered watching the end of the FI vs Doctor fight on the big screen, which confirmed what Fitness Instructor was saying. She then replied "I suppose you're right. So maybe I should ask first myself. Do YOU want the second one too, or is just the one enough to get you off for me and the camera?"
Blushing solid red, Fitness Instructor seriously thought about that question. She was humiliated being on display naked, in a GYM of all places like the one she works in for bonus shame, and she was literally being fucked to orgasm by a sexy stranger while strapped to a bench press. The shame was overwhelming her, but at the same time it was also causing her to feel extremely aroused. Fitness Instructor had always carried a massive ENF fetish, both from watching others and also fantasies about being exposed herself. She regularly daydreamed about her swimsuit being pulled off at the pool, or having boys tie her to the equipment when she was working alone and molesting her like in the videos she watched online. She even fantasied about having her yoga class ambush her and molest her through her ultra-thin yoga pants, since she (and probably half the class) knew that she never wore underwear under yoga pants. Fitness Instructor was literally getting off to her own humiliation, so Author asking to add one more level to the shame was something that she just couldn't say no to in this hormone-filled delirium that she was in right now.
"I want..." Fitness Instructor shamefully whispered "I want both"
Author smiled "Ooo, naughty girl. You know you're kinda cute, even if we're enemies."
Author then snuck a surprise kiss on Fitness Instructor's lips, which the athlete didn't see coming at all and caused her to blush again. Without letting her opponent recover from that stunning moment, Author pushed the tip of the second glass dildo up against Fitness Instructor's highly-exposed and stretched-open butthole. Both girls knew that it wasn't going to take any serious effort to slide that thing in right now with how opened that hole was. Fitness Instructor froze and held her breath, trembling from the nerves. The anticipation was killing her as Author just held it there, taunting her. Fitness Instructor could feel the tip pressing up against the hole, slightly parting it, but it wasn't moving in yet. The slightest real pressure would push it in but Author was torturing Fitness Instructor with the wait.
Fitness Instructor opened her mouth to try and say something, but only at that exact moment did Author finally slide the dildo inside of her. Fitness Instructor's attempts at words came out as loud garbled gibberish mixed with moans as a result, much to her tormentor's amusement. Because Author needed one hand for the phone, she couldn't realistically move both dildos at once. As a result, she left the anal dildo in as deep as it could go like a butt plug while resuming the aggressive fucking with the pussy dildo. There was so much lubrication at this point that Author felt absolutely zero friction from moving it in and out of FI's pussy.
Fitness Instructor was growing close to the edge, imagining the mortifying view that the entire world had of her right now. She was tied up like an arrow pointed at the camera filming her, with both of her holes stretched out and then filled with glass dildos. Both the before and after images were clearly going to be all over the internet. With both her sweating and the greasing earlier, her skin was shiny all over as if she was covered in baby oil. Somehow even her legs were shiny, likely from Author smearing butter grease on them trying to carry her and pull her into these restraints. She could not possibly look any more sexual right now if she tried. Fitness Instructor imagined her boss at the gym hanging up pictures of her like this on the wall of the gym for all of their customers to see and stare at while working out, because her boss was evil enough to do exactly that sort of thing to her. The shame of working her court-ordered job while the walls were covered with pictures of her naked body filled her with intense emotions she could barely categorize. She thought about every single one of her students, both boys and girls ranging in ages from young teen to young adult, all of them seeing her like this. All of them watching her completely naked and being fucked on live TV by an American woman. Some of them might even ask her to autograph her own nudie pics, including her boss. She would have to agree to the degrading act every time or risk getting in trouble. Fitness Instructor realized that this was even more humiliating than what would happen if a few of her own nudes from before had leaked to the public, because in this contest her face was showing and wasn't blurred. Everybody could see that it was her and identify her easily. She could never pretend that the girl everyone saw naked and fucked was "somebody else". Everyone she knew would recognize her, and would see every inch of her fit and toned naked body. They are all staring at every inch of her skin at this very moment live. The more she thought about her own shame, the better the dildo penetrating her pussy felt. Her shame was pushing her to the point of no return.
Author found herself getting very turned on as well, because this woman's body was leagues sexier than any woman Author had been with in the past. She couldn't help but stare at Fitness Instructor's large clit poking out basically begging for attention while the pussy lips were being filled again and again. Author wanted to stimulate that clit, it was practically screaming for it. Unfortunately, Author only had two hands, one holding the dildo and one holding the phone recording it for the contest.
Without any form of warning, Author leaned down and started to lick the top of Fitness Instructor's clitoral hood. Fitness Instructor screamed out in pleasure, as she now had all three sensitive areas downstairs being stimulated at the same time. The licking was all that she needed to lose the last tiny drops of her control, with her body ramping up for an intense orgasm. Sensing the climax coming, Author turned to make sure that her head wasn't blocking the camera's view in any way while she stuck her tongue out to flick FI's bean again and again. With a dildo in her ass, one rapidly fucking her pussy, and the sexy girl's tongue teasing her clit, all of which being recorded and streamed to the internet in 4K via a camera phone between her legs, Fitness Instructor finally came. Her orgasm caused every highly-toned muscle in her body to tense up and shiver, looking like she was having a seizure for a few seconds.
The intercom read out "Fitness Instructor has been eliminated. This is the first Blue Light Special elimination awarded with the blowdart tranq. All subsequent Blue Light Special eliminations are rewarded solely with the $10,000 prize money bonus"
Author was amused at hearing the intercom guy speak for more than 5 seconds for once. The gate into the Gym had opened a little bit before FI came, as the two of them spent over five minutes in here battling and fucking. Benedict's Boys walked in to unhook Fitness Instructor and deliver the prizes to Author. She was now in possession of a blowdart tranq with three darts, a weapon so effective in battle that it allowed Gamer to defeat the powerful Gangster in the last contest. If somebody gets hit with one dart they get drowsy, two darts they get dizzy, and three darts they pass out. If Author could somehow orchestrate her only facing one more opponent all contest, that blowdart tranq could result in an easy final victory for that million dollars.
Author was quite ashamed of the fact that she was stripped completely naked earlier, meaning that everybody watching has now seen her tits, butt, and bush in great detail. Her only comfort is that she's pretty sure that her actual pussy lips stayed hidden the whole time, which is a major advantage to not shaving. Still, now that her naked body has been seen by everyone, this increased her motivation to win. After all, if she doesn't win, then everyone just saw her naked for nothing. Well...not "nothing" at least, as Author has amassed a very sizable chunk of prize money and audience tips so far. But still, she wants that million dollars so that she never has to work a 9-5 job every again in her entire life, just hosting D&D events and writing novels all day every day. That would be her dream life, and she's here to claim it at any cost.
After Fitness Instructor was taken away, Author began gathering up the various items scattered around the Gym. She selected her martial art pad shield as her free item from the Gym considering how that item just saved her ass. Author was also very aware that she was walking around wearing nothing but a black skintight lingerie teddy right now and that she needed her clothes back. Before she put on her own clothes, however, it occurred to her that Fitness Instructor's sports bra and spandex pants were still here too, so she put those on first over her teddy. They were both a little tight, but they fit well enough thanks to their stretchy natures. She then put her shirt and dress pants on over those items. She was feeling a little warm, but the multiple layers would surely be an advantage in a stripping contest. She then put back on her glasses, belt, and signature red bowtie to make herself look normal again.
Author grabbed the tool belt from Fitness Instructor next, filling its pockets with various items like her cloth and handcuffs. She then exited the Gym in order to head back to the theater and grab the rest of her stuff still sitting in her backpack on the theater floor. She hoped that she didn't run into any more enemies trying to head back there. Between the blowdart tranq and the one remaining oral sedative, however, she was prepared to give an enemy a nice nap time if they crossed her path. Once she reclaimed what was left of her chlorophyll back in her backpack, she would be the undisputed queen of sleep attacks.
As the contest neared the finals, Author needed to add a world-shattering quest now that her cooldown was up again. She hoped returning to the theater and watching the live feed would inspire her to make a great one.
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Re: The Thirst Games 2 -- Part 16
Gosh! That was such a good (and hot) chapter! I really like how easily you make things go back and forth to the point where you never really have any idea of the outcome of a specific fight. And also the fact that any victory always feels realistic/earned.
This story is so great and I love reading through each chapter. Thank you for the content!
This story is so great and I love reading through each chapter. Thank you for the content!
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Thanks a bunch! That's honestly how I write most of these fight scenes, with me not knowing how things go until I get to that point. In a lot of cases, the loser of a fight is determined by one of the girls' flaws kicking in at a bad time. For this fight the key was Fitness Instructor being one of the least nervous of the 20 entrants. Fear spikes adrenaline and reaction times, so it can be very useful in response to a sudden danger (while also being a weakness when it leads to panic and loss of higher thinking). Fitness Instructor, however, was extremely laid back mentally, not focused enough on preventing her own humiliation because she was emotionally ok with losing before the match even started. She basically dove right in to Author's chlorophyll rag without realizing what it was because she assumed herself to have already won (since Author was naked and completely disarmed). She never recovered from that one critical mistake.skillbox wrote: ↑Sat Mar 19, 2022 9:26 am Gosh! That was such a good (and hot) chapter! I really like how easily you make things go back and forth to the point where you never really have any idea of the outcome of a specific fight. And also the fact that any victory always feels realistic/earned.
This story is so great and I love reading through each chapter. Thank you for the content!
Author meanwhile has the massive weakness of being the most out-of-shape entrant by far. Seriously, over 3/4 of the entrants sent to me had some variant of "not very strong, but great cardio" in their sheet somewhere. Author, however, was specifically designed to be cunning and a master of traps, but she has jack squat for cardio or physical ability.
So up next is what I've lovingly nicknamed "Operation Clusterfuck", which is five girls all gathering on the northern side of the inner circle. This fight involves over half of the remaining entrants, and it will determine the target of Security as the only two possible targets are both here. I'm actually concerned about keeping these next couple parts interesting because there will be a ton going on at once and will therefore take a while before it gets to anything sexy.
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My elimination was fantastic and you described my character well (fitness instructor). I am happy that my character played her cards well but she was not a favorite, in these games you need to have strong arms. Typical of me to have a lot of equipment and ruin myself with my own choices 
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The Thirst Games 2 -- Part 17
Part 17:
Waitress rounded the corner, announcing herself calmly to avoid startling the woman inside CM Games "Landscaper! Don't attack me, I'm coming in to talk"
Landscaper had her stun grenade in hand in throwing position as Waitress appeared. Waitress jumped at the sight and held up her foam grenade in response "Whoa whoa WHOA! Don't throw that! Mutually Assured Destruction!"
Landscaper asked in a very annoyed voice "What the hell do you want to talk for? We're supposed to be fighting, and FYI I need an elimination ASAP and your skinny butt will do just fine"
Waitress was prepared for that "Photographer would be even better for your elimination. She's been basically cheating in order to take dirty pictures of all of us where we can't reach her. Even you. She told me earlier that she watched you 'get off', whatever that meant"
That comment made Landscaper blush a little, even though she was quite aware of the fact that the entire audience had watched her in the vibrating chair earlier. She just didn't like being called out. She was also extremely curious how she was being watched by a fellow entrant "How the hell was she watching me in Smoke Store? I was alone!"
Waitress pointed "She's on top of the Foot Locker sign and using her zoom lens, so she can see just about everything in the inner circle of the mall. She was also very smug to me earlier when I confronted her so I want her to lose. The problem is, I can't get her up there by myself, and neither can anybody else. You and I should team up and take her out, plus anybody else we run into. It's a lot safer than going it alone in this madhouse. I'll even let you get the elimination credit since I already have one of my own."
Landscaper shrugged "How am I supposed to trust you exactly? You're the girl who won the fountain battle, aren't you? I should probably take you out instead of joining you"
Waitress smiled "Look, I can run REALLY fast. If you try to eliminate me I'll just escape and you might run out of time. Instead, won't it be much smarter to have us double-team Photographer and give you an easy elimination before the other two zero-winners get theirs? And honestly, if I wanted to take you out, I would've just tossed my foam grenade at you before you even knew I was here and then zip-tied you into helplessness. I saw you walk in here, I knew you were here several minutes ago. I was just finishing my quest in the Arcade first"
Thinking it over, Landscaper couldn't deny that having Waitress as an ally seemed like a win-win. Getting a fast victory over Photographer would be nice, and Landscaper wasn't worried about fighting a skinny girl like Waitress in the final two if it came down to it. Landscaper was perfectly willing to ride someone else's coat tails only to snatch victory from them at the last second.
Landscaper smiled and nodded "Ok fine. You've got a deal. But first, I need to finish this stupid quest. Help me find the 'Most Forbidden Game' in the game section. My first guess was wrong and wrong guesses cost clothes."
The two girls quickly rummaged through the various console games until Waitress grabbed one and held it high "I'VE GOT IT! It's got to be this one. It's Half Life 3. That game doesn't exist, and it's been this big meme online for years and years as 'the game that will never be made' even though millions want it."
Landscaper slapped her forehead "Duh! I knew that. How did I miss that one? Gimmie it!"
Turning in Half Life 3 completed the quest, and the tablet screen had four animated Pokeballs representing elemental starters. The text read that these were one-use-only superweapons based on ultimate moves. Charmander had a Fire Blast Pepper Spray. Squirtle had a Hydro Pump Aphrodisiac Spray. Bulbasaur had a Solar Beam Ultra-Bright Flashbulb. Pikachu had a Thunder Stun Gun.
Landscaper commented "Considering that I already have an aphrodisiac weapon, picking Squirtle would be redundant. Also stun guns don't hurt that bad, my brothers and I used to play with them as kids. Once the jolt is over you're back to normal."
Waitress gasped "You played with stun guns as KIDS? Wow. Respect!"
Landscaper smirked proudly "Ghettos are wild, gringo. Only the strong survive"
Waitress shrugged "Ok, well I already have my hot sauce bottle, so that kinda makes the Charmander thing redundant too. Also after what happened earlier to me in this match, I am very done with anything and anyone fire-based."
Landscaper pushed the button "Bulbasaur it is! I always pick grass starters anyway. Grass is my thing. Also Bulbasaur was the best in gen 1 by far, no question"
Landscaper held the flashlight-looking weapon in her hand. One push of the button would shine a blindingly intense LED light for a couple seconds brighter than staring at the sun itself. Anyone hit by that would be unable to see well for at least 15 seconds. The two girls then quickly exited CM Games in order to head to Foot Locker where Photographer was camped.
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While those two were plotting and questing in CM Games, Boxer was heading towards Foot Locker herself to chase down Arborist, who she had located by using a Wanted Card earlier. Boxer also noticed that there were several other dots in this general area, so she resolved to keep her head on a swivel and make sure to not get ambushed. She jogged down the hallway towards the inner circle while keeping an eye out for enemies. Despite her attempts to notice people, she managed to completely miss Photographer hidden up on the sign in her lying face-down paparazzi position.
Boxer entered Foot Locker, immediately locking eyes with Arborist while also noticing the male referee standing there.
Arborist jumped in shock "How did you find me so fast?"
Boxer, hands up in fighting pose, answered "Wanted Card. You and me, right now, for Heiress!"
Referee clapped his hands, which caused the gate to Foot Locker to suddenly shut (preventing any escape). A bell rang as Referee yelled "Let the battle begin!"
***Boxer vs Arborist***
Arborist yelled "Oh come on, could this fight be any more rigged in her favor?"
Referee joked "It ain't a boxing match. You clinch her, I ain't breaking it up. Low blows legal too. Now let's go! Nobody leaves until I open the gate, and I ain't opening that gate until somebody loses"
Boxer started circling and launching basic jabs, hoping to avoid being grabbed by the peerlessly-strong Arborist again. Meanwhile, Arborist was swinging her rope at Boxer's legs and trying to get a few kicks in.
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Unknown to the girls in Foot Locker, Photographer was hugely frustrated about her inability to watch their fight from her position. Her attention was diverted, however, when Landscaper and Waitress came out of CM Games and started heading her way.
***Landscaper & Waitress vs Photographer***
Waitress noticed the shut gate "Holy crap, people are fighting in Foot Locker! There was nobody there a minute ago. It's Boxer and Arborist"
Landscaper pointed to Photographer "Ignore them, they're behind a shut gate. Let's get Photographer before I have to deal with some pissant security guard on my ass"
The intercom then read out "Babysitter has been eliminated". While none of the five women present knew this for certain, Landscaper and Boxer were now the last two entrants left without a victory. If one of those two were to eliminate their opponent (or get eliminated themselves), the other of the two will have Security sent after them. This five lady clusterfuck was going to determine the unlucky target of the much-feared woman that everybody has tried to avoid all match.
Photographer cockily commented in her upbeat voice "Girls, you can't get me up here. You shouldn't waste time, it's not smart. You could possibly make yourselves useful by trying to grab pictures of the fight going on in there though. I can't see it from my angle since they're behind me. You're both amateurs, but maybe you'll get lucky and catch a decent shot or two"
Waitress yelled "We're not taking pictures for you, weirdo. You're going down! Literally. Landscaper, help me up"
Landscaper put her hands together to boost Waitress up. Waitress stepped into her hands and was launched upwards towards the awning on the other side of where Photographer was. Waitress grabbed the "r" of Foot Locker and pulled herself onto the awning. Amazingly, Photographer by the "F" was taking pictures of her climbing up rather than preparing to defend herself.
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Boxer timed a jump over Arborist's rope which brought her close enough to land a hard jaw shot with a cross. Arborist realized that the rope wasn't working like this and that she needed a new plan. Boxer had kicked her ass twice earlier, and she would be damned if she let herself go 0-3 against her. Arborist remembered what Referee said earlier: low blows are legal. Boxer trained to fight in a sport with rigid rules, and that's what she's used to. Arborist needed to break some rules.
Arborist backed up to a shoe display, grabbed a shoe, and tossed it at Boxer. This was deflected, but Arborist tossed several more. Boxer charged in close, and Arborist suddenly fell to her knees in front of Boxer. A normal person would have probably kicked Arborist when she did that since she left herself wide open to one, but Boxer was trained to never throw kicks ever so this never even occurred to her. In her lowered position, Arborist punched forward and hit Boxer right between the legs like she was Johnny Cage facing Goro. Girl or not, Boxer backed up and collapsed onto the ground in pain. Too bad her outfit didn't include a cup.
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Photographer stood up finally, preparing to fight Waitress. Both girls were on a narrow awning several feet high, and falling would hurt extremely badly. Speaking of Johnny Cage and Goro, this here was practically a Mortal Kombat stage. There weren't any spikes at the bottom, but it still felt like it. Because of the danger, two of Benedict's Boys quickly ran out to act as spotters prepared to catch either girl if she fell.
Photographer had a sneaky trick up her sleeve in case anyone actually attacked her, as she pulled the flashbulb loose from her camera and the battery from the back. When Waitress got close, Photographer shoved the wires of the bulb onto the battery positive and negative connectors, which detonated the flashbulb like an extremely bright bomb that blinded the heck out of Waitress. Photographer was smart enough to close her eyes before setting that off. Even Landscaper had her eyes hurt by that, not seeing it coming. Landscaper found that attack annoyingly ironic considering in her pocket was her Solar Beam weapon designed to do exactly the same thing to someone.
With Waitress blinded, Photographer ran in close and pushed her with both arms. Waitress fell backwards off of the awning screaming, being caught on the way down by one of the boys. She felt her heart almost stop before being saved, and suddenly did not want to ever go back up there again.
Photographer made a V for Victory hand pose "Easy!"
Landscaper rocked her head left and right in an annoyed motion "Yeah, I'm done. Fire in the hole!"
Landscaper pulled the pin on her stun grenade to the shock of everyone watching. She tossed it up high behind Photographer, plugged her ears, and closed her eyes.
BANG!
The bright and loud explosion made Photographer's little camera bulb trick from earlier look pitiful by comparison. The intense shock of the stun grenade caused Photographer to lose all sense of balance. She stumbled and fell off the the ledge nearly head-first, thankfully being caught by the boy watching her. The two boys set the girls both down on the ground on their backs before leaving and saying "Don't go up there again, any of you"
Landscaper wasted no time jumping on top of Photographer, who was still stunned very badly and dizzy as hell. She quickly rolled Photographer over onto her belly and pulled out her bottle of fast-drying Krazy Glue. Photographer's hands were forcefully pulled to her sides and backwards until her knees bent all of the way. Landscaper then put glue in each of Photographer's hands, stuck each one on the opposite-arm forearm, and held them in place until the glue dried. Photographer struggled and fought, but she had no way of breaking the grip of the much-stronger Landscaper, and soon her hands were completely stuck in place. Photographer's body was now stuck face-down, arms behind her thighs, knees bent as far as they can go, hands stuck to her arms. Photographer's entire body was being held by her own glued arms, like they were a rope. Photographer's butt was stuck sticking way up in the air as lewdly as possible in this position and there was nothing she could do about it. She wasn't going anywhere now.
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Arborist likewise got on top of Boxer, trying to use her rope to tie Boxer's arms up. Boxer, however, had a different plan. She grabbed the poultry shears which she had stashed in her waistband and placed them on the rope itself. To Arborist's shock, Boxer used the large heavy-duty scissors to cut the long rope in half! Arborist then tried to gain control of the shears, only for Boxer to start hammering lefts to her temple from her back. Arborist's head still hurt from being knocked out twice only a few minutes earlier, so these shots were making her very dizzy. Arborist eventually couldn't take it anymore and tried to escape. When she got up to run, however, she misjudged how lightheaded she was from the many punches. She almost fell, stumbling around like she was drunk. Boxer quickly got to her feet and absolutely leveled Arborist's chin with an overhand right for the highlight reel. For the third and likely final time today Arborist was out, and this time she was out cold!
Boxer and Landscaper made eye contact with each other through the gate after defeating their enemies, and there was an unspoken understanding between the two: This was a race. Somehow, both women could sense that the other was the only other entrant without an elimination. They couldn't explain it, but both women had this gut instinct telling them that this was it. They had defeated their opponents in battle, but that was only the first step to victory. The two women were now in a race to see which one of them would be the first to make their helpless opponent cum for the cameras. The loser of the race would be the target of Security. Game on!
Waitress rounded the corner, announcing herself calmly to avoid startling the woman inside CM Games "Landscaper! Don't attack me, I'm coming in to talk"
Landscaper had her stun grenade in hand in throwing position as Waitress appeared. Waitress jumped at the sight and held up her foam grenade in response "Whoa whoa WHOA! Don't throw that! Mutually Assured Destruction!"
Landscaper asked in a very annoyed voice "What the hell do you want to talk for? We're supposed to be fighting, and FYI I need an elimination ASAP and your skinny butt will do just fine"
Waitress was prepared for that "Photographer would be even better for your elimination. She's been basically cheating in order to take dirty pictures of all of us where we can't reach her. Even you. She told me earlier that she watched you 'get off', whatever that meant"
That comment made Landscaper blush a little, even though she was quite aware of the fact that the entire audience had watched her in the vibrating chair earlier. She just didn't like being called out. She was also extremely curious how she was being watched by a fellow entrant "How the hell was she watching me in Smoke Store? I was alone!"
Waitress pointed "She's on top of the Foot Locker sign and using her zoom lens, so she can see just about everything in the inner circle of the mall. She was also very smug to me earlier when I confronted her so I want her to lose. The problem is, I can't get her up there by myself, and neither can anybody else. You and I should team up and take her out, plus anybody else we run into. It's a lot safer than going it alone in this madhouse. I'll even let you get the elimination credit since I already have one of my own."
Landscaper shrugged "How am I supposed to trust you exactly? You're the girl who won the fountain battle, aren't you? I should probably take you out instead of joining you"
Waitress smiled "Look, I can run REALLY fast. If you try to eliminate me I'll just escape and you might run out of time. Instead, won't it be much smarter to have us double-team Photographer and give you an easy elimination before the other two zero-winners get theirs? And honestly, if I wanted to take you out, I would've just tossed my foam grenade at you before you even knew I was here and then zip-tied you into helplessness. I saw you walk in here, I knew you were here several minutes ago. I was just finishing my quest in the Arcade first"
Thinking it over, Landscaper couldn't deny that having Waitress as an ally seemed like a win-win. Getting a fast victory over Photographer would be nice, and Landscaper wasn't worried about fighting a skinny girl like Waitress in the final two if it came down to it. Landscaper was perfectly willing to ride someone else's coat tails only to snatch victory from them at the last second.
Landscaper smiled and nodded "Ok fine. You've got a deal. But first, I need to finish this stupid quest. Help me find the 'Most Forbidden Game' in the game section. My first guess was wrong and wrong guesses cost clothes."
The two girls quickly rummaged through the various console games until Waitress grabbed one and held it high "I'VE GOT IT! It's got to be this one. It's Half Life 3. That game doesn't exist, and it's been this big meme online for years and years as 'the game that will never be made' even though millions want it."
Landscaper slapped her forehead "Duh! I knew that. How did I miss that one? Gimmie it!"
Turning in Half Life 3 completed the quest, and the tablet screen had four animated Pokeballs representing elemental starters. The text read that these were one-use-only superweapons based on ultimate moves. Charmander had a Fire Blast Pepper Spray. Squirtle had a Hydro Pump Aphrodisiac Spray. Bulbasaur had a Solar Beam Ultra-Bright Flashbulb. Pikachu had a Thunder Stun Gun.
Landscaper commented "Considering that I already have an aphrodisiac weapon, picking Squirtle would be redundant. Also stun guns don't hurt that bad, my brothers and I used to play with them as kids. Once the jolt is over you're back to normal."
Waitress gasped "You played with stun guns as KIDS? Wow. Respect!"
Landscaper smirked proudly "Ghettos are wild, gringo. Only the strong survive"
Waitress shrugged "Ok, well I already have my hot sauce bottle, so that kinda makes the Charmander thing redundant too. Also after what happened earlier to me in this match, I am very done with anything and anyone fire-based."
Landscaper pushed the button "Bulbasaur it is! I always pick grass starters anyway. Grass is my thing. Also Bulbasaur was the best in gen 1 by far, no question"
Landscaper held the flashlight-looking weapon in her hand. One push of the button would shine a blindingly intense LED light for a couple seconds brighter than staring at the sun itself. Anyone hit by that would be unable to see well for at least 15 seconds. The two girls then quickly exited CM Games in order to head to Foot Locker where Photographer was camped.
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While those two were plotting and questing in CM Games, Boxer was heading towards Foot Locker herself to chase down Arborist, who she had located by using a Wanted Card earlier. Boxer also noticed that there were several other dots in this general area, so she resolved to keep her head on a swivel and make sure to not get ambushed. She jogged down the hallway towards the inner circle while keeping an eye out for enemies. Despite her attempts to notice people, she managed to completely miss Photographer hidden up on the sign in her lying face-down paparazzi position.
Boxer entered Foot Locker, immediately locking eyes with Arborist while also noticing the male referee standing there.
Arborist jumped in shock "How did you find me so fast?"
Boxer, hands up in fighting pose, answered "Wanted Card. You and me, right now, for Heiress!"
Referee clapped his hands, which caused the gate to Foot Locker to suddenly shut (preventing any escape). A bell rang as Referee yelled "Let the battle begin!"
***Boxer vs Arborist***
Arborist yelled "Oh come on, could this fight be any more rigged in her favor?"
Referee joked "It ain't a boxing match. You clinch her, I ain't breaking it up. Low blows legal too. Now let's go! Nobody leaves until I open the gate, and I ain't opening that gate until somebody loses"
Boxer started circling and launching basic jabs, hoping to avoid being grabbed by the peerlessly-strong Arborist again. Meanwhile, Arborist was swinging her rope at Boxer's legs and trying to get a few kicks in.
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Unknown to the girls in Foot Locker, Photographer was hugely frustrated about her inability to watch their fight from her position. Her attention was diverted, however, when Landscaper and Waitress came out of CM Games and started heading her way.
***Landscaper & Waitress vs Photographer***
Waitress noticed the shut gate "Holy crap, people are fighting in Foot Locker! There was nobody there a minute ago. It's Boxer and Arborist"
Landscaper pointed to Photographer "Ignore them, they're behind a shut gate. Let's get Photographer before I have to deal with some pissant security guard on my ass"
The intercom then read out "Babysitter has been eliminated". While none of the five women present knew this for certain, Landscaper and Boxer were now the last two entrants left without a victory. If one of those two were to eliminate their opponent (or get eliminated themselves), the other of the two will have Security sent after them. This five lady clusterfuck was going to determine the unlucky target of the much-feared woman that everybody has tried to avoid all match.
Photographer cockily commented in her upbeat voice "Girls, you can't get me up here. You shouldn't waste time, it's not smart. You could possibly make yourselves useful by trying to grab pictures of the fight going on in there though. I can't see it from my angle since they're behind me. You're both amateurs, but maybe you'll get lucky and catch a decent shot or two"
Waitress yelled "We're not taking pictures for you, weirdo. You're going down! Literally. Landscaper, help me up"
Landscaper put her hands together to boost Waitress up. Waitress stepped into her hands and was launched upwards towards the awning on the other side of where Photographer was. Waitress grabbed the "r" of Foot Locker and pulled herself onto the awning. Amazingly, Photographer by the "F" was taking pictures of her climbing up rather than preparing to defend herself.
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Boxer timed a jump over Arborist's rope which brought her close enough to land a hard jaw shot with a cross. Arborist realized that the rope wasn't working like this and that she needed a new plan. Boxer had kicked her ass twice earlier, and she would be damned if she let herself go 0-3 against her. Arborist remembered what Referee said earlier: low blows are legal. Boxer trained to fight in a sport with rigid rules, and that's what she's used to. Arborist needed to break some rules.
Arborist backed up to a shoe display, grabbed a shoe, and tossed it at Boxer. This was deflected, but Arborist tossed several more. Boxer charged in close, and Arborist suddenly fell to her knees in front of Boxer. A normal person would have probably kicked Arborist when she did that since she left herself wide open to one, but Boxer was trained to never throw kicks ever so this never even occurred to her. In her lowered position, Arborist punched forward and hit Boxer right between the legs like she was Johnny Cage facing Goro. Girl or not, Boxer backed up and collapsed onto the ground in pain. Too bad her outfit didn't include a cup.
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Photographer stood up finally, preparing to fight Waitress. Both girls were on a narrow awning several feet high, and falling would hurt extremely badly. Speaking of Johnny Cage and Goro, this here was practically a Mortal Kombat stage. There weren't any spikes at the bottom, but it still felt like it. Because of the danger, two of Benedict's Boys quickly ran out to act as spotters prepared to catch either girl if she fell.
Photographer had a sneaky trick up her sleeve in case anyone actually attacked her, as she pulled the flashbulb loose from her camera and the battery from the back. When Waitress got close, Photographer shoved the wires of the bulb onto the battery positive and negative connectors, which detonated the flashbulb like an extremely bright bomb that blinded the heck out of Waitress. Photographer was smart enough to close her eyes before setting that off. Even Landscaper had her eyes hurt by that, not seeing it coming. Landscaper found that attack annoyingly ironic considering in her pocket was her Solar Beam weapon designed to do exactly the same thing to someone.
With Waitress blinded, Photographer ran in close and pushed her with both arms. Waitress fell backwards off of the awning screaming, being caught on the way down by one of the boys. She felt her heart almost stop before being saved, and suddenly did not want to ever go back up there again.
Photographer made a V for Victory hand pose "Easy!"
Landscaper rocked her head left and right in an annoyed motion "Yeah, I'm done. Fire in the hole!"
Landscaper pulled the pin on her stun grenade to the shock of everyone watching. She tossed it up high behind Photographer, plugged her ears, and closed her eyes.
BANG!
The bright and loud explosion made Photographer's little camera bulb trick from earlier look pitiful by comparison. The intense shock of the stun grenade caused Photographer to lose all sense of balance. She stumbled and fell off the the ledge nearly head-first, thankfully being caught by the boy watching her. The two boys set the girls both down on the ground on their backs before leaving and saying "Don't go up there again, any of you"
Landscaper wasted no time jumping on top of Photographer, who was still stunned very badly and dizzy as hell. She quickly rolled Photographer over onto her belly and pulled out her bottle of fast-drying Krazy Glue. Photographer's hands were forcefully pulled to her sides and backwards until her knees bent all of the way. Landscaper then put glue in each of Photographer's hands, stuck each one on the opposite-arm forearm, and held them in place until the glue dried. Photographer struggled and fought, but she had no way of breaking the grip of the much-stronger Landscaper, and soon her hands were completely stuck in place. Photographer's body was now stuck face-down, arms behind her thighs, knees bent as far as they can go, hands stuck to her arms. Photographer's entire body was being held by her own glued arms, like they were a rope. Photographer's butt was stuck sticking way up in the air as lewdly as possible in this position and there was nothing she could do about it. She wasn't going anywhere now.
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Arborist likewise got on top of Boxer, trying to use her rope to tie Boxer's arms up. Boxer, however, had a different plan. She grabbed the poultry shears which she had stashed in her waistband and placed them on the rope itself. To Arborist's shock, Boxer used the large heavy-duty scissors to cut the long rope in half! Arborist then tried to gain control of the shears, only for Boxer to start hammering lefts to her temple from her back. Arborist's head still hurt from being knocked out twice only a few minutes earlier, so these shots were making her very dizzy. Arborist eventually couldn't take it anymore and tried to escape. When she got up to run, however, she misjudged how lightheaded she was from the many punches. She almost fell, stumbling around like she was drunk. Boxer quickly got to her feet and absolutely leveled Arborist's chin with an overhand right for the highlight reel. For the third and likely final time today Arborist was out, and this time she was out cold!
Boxer and Landscaper made eye contact with each other through the gate after defeating their enemies, and there was an unspoken understanding between the two: This was a race. Somehow, both women could sense that the other was the only other entrant without an elimination. They couldn't explain it, but both women had this gut instinct telling them that this was it. They had defeated their opponents in battle, but that was only the first step to victory. The two women were now in a race to see which one of them would be the first to make their helpless opponent cum for the cameras. The loser of the race would be the target of Security. Game on!
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Re: The Thirst Games 2 -- Part 17
Author's Notes:
So there are two parts of this chapter that are linked to my childhood, amazingly. First of all, Landscaper playing with a stun gun as a kid is based on the fact that my friends and I did exactly that once (it was the 90s). I can confirm first hand Landscaper's statement that you basically go back to normal immediately once the shocking stops, aside from the lingering pain from the zap. Any entrant with a high enough pain tolerance would be capable of fighting through it. While being zapped, though, your muscles basically go into error mode and you're likely to fall.
The other part from my childhood is the improvised flash weapon made by Photographer using a battery and a flashbulb. What she did in the story is real, 100% real, and it's an amazing prank item to blind your friends. So to make a long story short, one of my childhood friends "acquired" a box of about 100 camera flash bulbs. We didn't ask how, but odds are pretty great that it was stolen (it was the 90s). Either way, one of my other friends was messing around with the bulb and hooked it up to a D battery. The result was an instant burst of light equal to 1000 camera flashes put together, as the bulb went through its entire lifespan in a single second. Anybody stupid enough to be looking that direction was blinded and had trouble seeing for a little bit, and would have an annoying burn mark in the middle of your vision for several minutes. So naturally, all of us dumbasses started flashing each other as a prank from then on, trying to catch each other off guard. We were straight ninjas with those flashbomb attacks sometimes, literally hiding in a dark room for many minutes waiting on our victim to walk in and look right at us. It was hilarious. Probably caused lifelong vision issues, but still hilarious.
So there are two parts of this chapter that are linked to my childhood, amazingly. First of all, Landscaper playing with a stun gun as a kid is based on the fact that my friends and I did exactly that once (it was the 90s). I can confirm first hand Landscaper's statement that you basically go back to normal immediately once the shocking stops, aside from the lingering pain from the zap. Any entrant with a high enough pain tolerance would be capable of fighting through it. While being zapped, though, your muscles basically go into error mode and you're likely to fall.
The other part from my childhood is the improvised flash weapon made by Photographer using a battery and a flashbulb. What she did in the story is real, 100% real, and it's an amazing prank item to blind your friends. So to make a long story short, one of my childhood friends "acquired" a box of about 100 camera flash bulbs. We didn't ask how, but odds are pretty great that it was stolen (it was the 90s). Either way, one of my other friends was messing around with the bulb and hooked it up to a D battery. The result was an instant burst of light equal to 1000 camera flashes put together, as the bulb went through its entire lifespan in a single second. Anybody stupid enough to be looking that direction was blinded and had trouble seeing for a little bit, and would have an annoying burn mark in the middle of your vision for several minutes. So naturally, all of us dumbasses started flashing each other as a prank from then on, trying to catch each other off guard. We were straight ninjas with those flashbomb attacks sometimes, literally hiding in a dark room for many minutes waiting on our victim to walk in and look right at us. It was hilarious. Probably caused lifelong vision issues, but still hilarious.
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The Thirst Games 2 -- Part 18
Part 18:
The announcer over the intercom read out "Fitness Instructor has been eliminated. This is the first Blue Light Special elimination awarded with the blowdart tranq."
A very perky Video Blogger asked "The Blue Light Special is over already? Does that mean it stops?" out loud to her audience that obviously couldn't answer back.
The announcer continued "All subsequent Blue Light Special eliminations are rewarded solely with the $10,000 prize money bonus"
Video Blogger shrugged "Oh shoot. I was hoping it was over now. We still have to pray that it doesn't hit Justice anytime soon, or else I'll be evicted from here and my plan gets screwed up"
Right as she says this, a bright blue spotlight shines in her face from outside of her store. All of the phones get a notification informing them that Justice is the current Blue Light Special for the next 3 minutes before closing.
Breaking from her sweet and pure "on camera" persona, Video Blogger angrily screamed out "Damnit damnit fucking daaaamn iiiiiiiit!"
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Horse Jockey walked over to the Map Kiosk after defeating Babysitter, scouting the rest of the contest. She noticed that five dots were all together in the center of the mall and obviously chose to avoid that mess. The only other dots besides her own were two fighting in the Gym, where the Blue Light Special was and had been for several minutes now. Horse Jockey figured that her best course of action was to head that way and battle whichever girl won in the Gym while waiting for the clusterfuck in the center to finish. She assumed that beating the Gym winner could place her in the final two, having lost count of the actually number of entrants left and not noticing that one was missing from the map.
As Horse Jockey started walking down the hallway towards the Gym, a decent distance away, the announcement was made "Fitness Instructor has been eliminated. This is the first Blue Light Special elimination awarded with the blowdart tranq. All subsequent Blue Light Special eliminations are rewarded solely with the $10,000 prize money bonus"
She started to jog now in order to reach that side of the Mall before the winning girl got away. She reached the next Map Kiosk near the salons, BAM, and Justice, double-checking that her target was alone in the Gym still. As she was doing this, the Blue Light Special kicked on for Justice near her.
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Video Blogger was pouting angrily from being randomed second out of over 20 remaining stores, not even narrating out loud (shockingly). Angry as she was, she was still able to notice on her purchased minimap app that whoever eliminated Babysitter in Build-A-Bear was basically right outside now. VB peeked out the door to see Horse Jockey standing there. She decided that if her store was being close anyway, she might as well get one last use out of its quest by luring Horse Jockey to her doom. Babysitter may be small, but she'd surely be a feisty ally against the girl who just took her out a couple minutes ago. And besides, she liked the sound of $10,000 bonus cash for eliminating somebody in a Blue Light Special store.
Video Blogger called out into the hallway "Yoohoo! Horse Jockey! Want to battle me for the extra prize money?"
Horse Jockey saw Video Blogger standing at the Justice doorway bathed in blue light, but was a little confused about why her dot wasn't on the map and why the store's occupancy counter said zero. Annoyed, Horse Jockey correctly assumed that Video Blogger must have somehow aquired the means to hide herself from all tracking. None of that mattered now, though, since Horse Jockey was ready and willing to take her out, invisible or not.
As Horse Jockey ran forward, Video Blogger retreated backwards deeper into the store. VB assumed her Tae Kwon Do ready stance to protect herself and waited for the trap to spring. Sure enough, Horse Jockey's phone played the loud alarm sound when she entered Justice. Checking her phone told her "Anybody who has eliminated an enemy, who then walks into this store, unknowingly summons that girl for a revenge attempt" and a five minute countdown timer was activated.
Horse Jockey poked her head outside of Justice to see a still-very-naked Babysitter being released and running her way for some revenge. Babysitter yelled out in a surprisingly happy-sounding voice "Payback tiiiiime!"
Reacting quickly, Horse Jockey pulled out the Store Key she found earlier and was keeping in her pocket. Pushing the button, the gate for Justice slammed shut shortly before Babysitter got there, trapping Babysitter outside and the other two inside. The timer on Horse Jockey's phone was at 4 minutes and 42 seconds. The gate would stay closed for 5 minutes, meaning Babysitter would have to go back to the loser's area before the gate rose again.
Babysitter loudly whined "HEEEEY! That's not faaiiiiiiir!"
Video Blogger commented out loud out of habit "Oh...oh crap!"
Horse Jockey snidely asked "Was that your plan? Two on one? So much for that"
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Author left the Gym victorious, although she was tired and sore from the fight. When she saw that Justice close by was the next Blue Light Special, Author had zero interest in that mess and was glad to be walking in the other direction. She checked the Map Kiosk by the AMC Theater and was alarmed by the dot standing next to Justice and the other Kiosk behind her. Author ran inside of the theater in order to gather up the rest of her items that were left behind when Fitness Instructor kidnapped her.
Upon entering the theater room she saw both halves of the five woman clusterfuck on screen, while also seeing Horse Jockey and Video Blogger getting ready to battle in one of the smaller windows. Author had been trying to think up good quests to make, but now she realized that all of her enemies were fighting each other right this second and she gained nothing from trying to aim a quest towards any of them. With any luck, those two battles will conclude leaving Author as one of the final three. Adding quests to that could only make those victors stronger, and truthfully the other girls have largely failed to do anything her quests asked so far aside from somebody doing the "make enemy strip herself" quest she technically wrote for herself to complete.
Instead of targeting the others, Author wanted to make a quest for herself...one that she could complete and earn an item of her choosing. When she fought Fitness Instructor she was forced to choose between handcuffing her arms or her legs. Author didn't want to be forced to make that choice again. She wanted a spreader bar for her next victim's legs, to go along with Cop's handcuffs that she still held closely. Author tried entering a few easy tasks towards that reward that kept getting turned down by Benedict for cheese purposes, until she finally went bold. She entered a quest she never would've done earlier today, but as she got close to that million dollars she found herself more and more willing to endure any task required for victory, no matter how humiliating. The quest went way farther than anything she had tried so far, attempted largely out of frustration after all of the other tame ones got turned down again and again. Besides, everyone has already seen her naked now thanks to Fitness Instructor, so how bad could this be?
Her quest was accepted "Film yourself giving your camera phone a completely naked lap dance for 2 minutes. REWARD = Spreader Bar"
Once the quest was added, the reality of what she just typed really set in for her. She thought to herself "Oh boy...I've done it now."
Author took several long seconds to process the fact that yes, she just signed her own naked dancing fate if she wanted that item. All of her easy quests kept getting rejected, though, so it had to be something daring in order to get accepted at all. Author consoled herself that there were worse things a girl could film herself doing naked and alone in a theater...much worse!
Embarrassed, Author stripped off all of her clothes (which she had only recently put back on in the first place). Her dark nipples and sizable bush were exposed to everyone once again. She set her phone to record video with the front camera (so she could watch herself) and placed it in one of the theater chairs, figuring that it would be the best place to put it when doing a lap dance. She then started awkwardly dancing for the camera, knowing 100% that millions of guys were watching this video right now. Author is extremely insecure about her own naked body and hates letting people see her without enough clothing to hide all of the flaws she sees. Considering that she was by-far the least athletic girl in this entire contest, Author had a very intense fear that she was the "ugly one" of the 20, even though in reality most people would find her stunning and have no complaints. Not liking her body and always hiding it normally, here she was deliberately displaying all of it and dancing for a camera as if to say "Look at me! Look at all of me, naked and exposed. Save this video to look at me over and over again." She didn't know if the people watching were laughing at her, jerking off to her, or both.
It wasn't until she really looked at her own reflection in the phone screen that it truly dawned on her how much she was showing by dancing for the camera like this. With the camera laying down and looking upwards at her, it had a remarkably good viewpoint for seeing things between her legs. Despite how badly she wanted to abort mission or try to keep her legs locked together, she knew that in the end she had no choice but to make a good quality video in order to get that spreader bar. She needed that item, it completely removed her weakness of having difficulty restraining enemies long enough to get them off. She would be able to handcuff a woman's arms and shackle her legs apart both at the same time, rendering her helpless and her anatomy exposed to any eyes or fingers that wanted access. Author needed that item if she was going to have a serious chance at actually winning this contest and leaving with that money.
As she danced in several ways facing the camera, she eventually realized that she needed to turn around and did so. She then shook her ass and twerked for the camera for a while, knowing full well that it wasn't just her ass that the camera was seeing like this. Facing this way, Author could watch on the big screen as all of the other fights went on and concluded, allowing her to enjoy some very sexy eye candy from the ones who were losing. The sexy sights made the lap dancing easier for her to endure, and eventually her phone dinged the quest complete sound when the 2 minute mark was passed. Author quickly shut off the camera and started getting dressed again, squealing in shock when one of Benedict's Boys opened the door while she was still half-naked to hand her the spreader bar.
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***Video Blogger vs Horse Jockey***
Horse Jockey advanced quickly, wanting to mount and ride her opponent to victory just like she did with Babysitter. In Video Blogger's right hand is the can of hair spray that she claimed from Stylist earlier, and she was wanting to spray some of that in Horse Jockey's eyes if she got an opportunity to do so. In addition to hear weapon, though, Video Blogger is a black belt in Taekwondo and now was the time to use it. This is a martial art famous for various kicks and controlling distance with your opponent. She started working distance while landing speedy leg kicks to Horse Jockey's thighs (and one sweet shot to the kidney). At first Horse Jockey is basically walking right into these counter-kicks, but pretty soon she stops charging and backs up a little for self-preservation. When Horse Jockey stood still for too long, Video Blogger landed a strong side kick to the body, followed by a step-in roundhouse to the side of the head to complete the combo. The headkick had Horse Jockey seeing stars for a split second, but she was able to withstand the hit.
Horse Jockey has numerous tools and weapons in her collection, with half of them sticking out of her waistband since her pockets ran out of room. That being said, Video Blogger using her kicks and footwork to keep a safe distance away (plus the threat of hair spray) was making it difficult for Horse Jockey to use any of them. In a weird way, this situation reminded Horse Jockey of her past experiences corralling and breaking unruly horses, and making that mental connection led her to develop a plan. She grabbed a random shirt off of a nearby display and then started advancing again with her arms ready to block at all times. Video Blogger continued backing up and landing leg kicks, which were starting to hurt quite a bit. She kept backing up opposite of Horse Jockey's position until she realized that she accidentally backed herself into the wall, with shirt displays on either side of her. Video Blogger had just cornered herself, having been corraled like a wild animal by Horse Jockey.
Before VB could escape, Horse Jockey sprinted forward at full speed. VB landed a kick, but this time HJ didn't back off and kept moving forward. VB sprayed the hair spray, but HJ held up the shirt she grabbed earlier in order to block the spray. Horse Jockey grabbed Video Blogger in a tight hug with both her arms and her legs, taking her down to the ground in the process. This position favored her Jiu Jitsu training and completely nullified Video Blogger's Taekwondo which is useless on the ground.
Video Blogger rolled and scrambled in an attempt to escape the grapple, which accidentally left her head open to be grabbed by Horse Jockey's powerful legs, which then crossed into a 4 and locked the hold in tightly. With the leg scissor holding VB in place, the two girls position now had the appearance of a couple in the middle of a 69, with Horse Jockey on top. Try as she might, VB couldn't manage to pull her head free, so she found herself with a face-full of HJ's shorts-covered crotch. Under any other circumstances VB may have enjoyed that, but right now she was struggling with all of her might to escape.
Horse Jockey also found herself face-to-crotch, but unlike her opponent HJ was enjoying her view very much. With a huge smile, Horse Jockey wasted little time before unbuttoning VB's jeans. HJ nabbed the scissors out of VB's pocket, figuring those would be useful for later. VB kicked, screamed, and flailed, but she was helplessly trapped between the powerful animal-taming legs of Horse Jockey. VB could be heard screaming "NO!" as her zipper was pulled down, and yet again as her jeans were forced down to her knees. Video Blogger's Pokemon panties were exposed to everyone now, with all of the various Eeveelutions scattered around and little Eevee located at the center.
Horse Jockey giggled "Ooh, so cute! I just want to pet the cute little Eevee on her cute little forehead"
Horse Jockey took her fingers and gently rubbed the forehead of the cartoon Eevee on VB's panties. By sheer coincidence, of course, this location coincided with VB's pleasure button, which was now being rubbed through her panties. The sensual touching made VB shiver slightly, even though she was trying as hard as she could to resist getting horny right now.
Horse Jockey taunted "Personally I would've went with undies that had Rapidash, Mudsdale, and Zebstrika on them, and possibly those two new legendary horses from Crown Tundra too. But foxes are adorable, so you have good taste as well. You were tough by the way, good fight! Those kicks were something else. I'm glad we had so little room in here."
A wicked idea came to her next, which led to her reaching into her pocket and pulling out the Elsa Ice Glove she claimed from Babysitter. "So is Glaceon your favorite of them all? Ice is such a powerful element you know. And as a woman, you surely also know by now how oddly sexy cold things can be when they're touching the right places. I wonder how this is going to feel...."
Video Blogger was terrified of the threat without even knowing what Horse Jockey was even talking about, but then she gasped as the ice-cold hand brushed against her thigh. The ungloved hand then lifted up the hem of her pink sweater, in order to let the freezing gloved hand touch the bottom of her abs and inching its way downward. Video Blogger was thrashing like a maniac now, not wanting that cold hand to touch her anywhere private. When she felt the tips of the chilled fingers slide under her waistband, she screamed like a banshee into Horse Jockey's crotch which did little to muffle the loud sound. Horse Jockey took her time, slowly inching down into VB's panties, enjoying herself immensely.
When she finally reached VB's pussy hidden in those panties, the icy glove gently grabbed on and held itself in place on her defenseless anatomy, even as the trapped girl squealed and kicked her legs frantically. The cold touch hurt against VB's skin, but at the same time it was also intensely pleasurable sexually, and the mixture of the two opposite feelings was unpleasant in many ways. Video Blogger couldn't believe that she was being groped on livestream against her will, especially being groped by a frozen gloved hand. She was already humiliated and this show was just starting. She tried to buck her hips and fight against the cold touch, but nothing worked.
Mercifully, Horse Jockey moved her hand out of VB's panties, but then she tugged the waistband three times while teasing "It's time to lose these"
Video Blogger tried to roll on her side, tried to kick free, and even tried to bite and claw in a desperate bid to break free before her pussy was revealed, but nothing worked. She whined into Horse Jockey's groin "NO! No please!" as the cotton started to inch downwards. Lower and lower they went until they were just barely covering the main bits and nothing else.
Horse Jockey paused just before the final threshold and loudly quoted the anime "Who's that Pokemon? ......IT'S PUSSY!!"
Video Blogger's hairless lips came into view once her panties were finally tugged down again, and soon the panties joined the jeans at her knees. Her face was solid red, both from the embarrassment and from the head scissors. All of her subscribers, and millions of other people, were all staring at her naked privates right now. She felt completely ashamed, and she realized that she was going to have to deal with perverts making sleazy comments about this moment on all of her content from now on. Every loser she's ever blocked or banned was able to gloat about seeing her kitty cat now, and many were sure to make burner accounts just to remind her of that fact on a daily basis.
HJ continued the Pokemon-themed mockery "Pretty pretty! But it looks like Pussy is a water type Pokemon judging from that wetness. Darn, that means that it resists ice type attacks. I should use electric type tools instead."
Video Blogger was scared and confused by that remark, as Horse Jockey pulled the shock collar out of her pocket. She then taunted "So this here is a shock collar, like for dogs. You should ask Babysitter over there at the gate how much fun this toy is."
Babysitter, still naked, pouting angrily with her arms over her nudie parts as her time ticked down and she couldn't actually do anything, yelled out "Fuck that fucking collar!"
Horse Jockey giggled at her former foe's outburst "Yep, accurate review. So anyway, I can't help but wonder how this would feel from the inside. You know, lots of girls absolutely love electro-stimulus down there. It's a huge kink, and trust me when I tell you that I know a thing or two about the kink community. But I've never tried this one out. Have you ever tried shocking yourself down there before?"
Video Blogger screamed "NO! NO NO NO! Don't do that, please! That would hurt!"
Horse Jockey seductively teased "I don't know...we should test it out. I can just lie it down on your pelvis...like this....and thread it between your pussy lips like a thong...like this....and even pull the back side between your butt cheeks like a real thong...like this....and now you're wearing a shock collar like a teeny tiny thong! How scandalous. It's touching all of your best bits, covering them up even. Your clit, your inner labia, your taint, your asshole, everything connected ready for me to push this button here."
Trembling, Video Blogger pleaded "Please! Please don't. I give up! I'll let you eliminate me, just don't shock me. If you hurt me it'll be harder to make me cum! You have to make me cum to eliminate me! Please I'll let you do it now!"
Horse Jockey laughed while rubbing VB's pelvis "I'm only teasing, precious. I wouldn't actually do something that mean to somebody. But...I can easily see how excited you got from your nervousness. It's kinda hot. I got to watch Tiny over there get herself off for me earlier, so I'm just a wee bit horny right now myself. I want to see the rest of you now! Babysitter's sexy, but just a little flat so there was nothing upstairs to play with. Unlike her, you have giant tits for me to squeeze!"
At this suggestion, Video Blogger went extra frantic "NOOOO! NO PLEASE, NOT THAT! ANYTHING BUT THAT! Don't take my top off too, I'm begging you. Let me keep that covered at least."
Scissors in hand, Horse Jockey answered "No way! Sweater puppies that size are basically begging to be let out. I'm pretty well endowed but yours are like twice my size."
Video Blogger nervously whined "No don't! Please I give up. I'm shy, I don't want anyone to see my boobs. You can see my vagina, isn't that enough? Just eliminate me and let me gooooo! STOP CUTTING MY SWEATER OH MY GOD!!!"
The scissors chopped through the pink sweater from the neck to the belly, until both halves fell open. VB was wearing a conservative no-cleavage Pokemon bra to match her Pokemon panties, and this bra had little Pokeballs where the nipples should be as an "innocent" tease. Quickly the scissors were placed on the bridge of the bra. One snip and it was all over, the world and all of her hundreds of thousands of followers would see those double D beauties at last. The wait would finally be over.
As the scissors lingered in place, Video Blogger and Horse Jockey had a rapid-fire conversation over the bra's fate:
"PLEASE DON'T CUT MY BRA! PLEEEEEASE! Anything but that!"
"Why not?"
"It's private. I'm shy! I'm embarrassed. I don't want people to see them!"
"Why don't you want to let us see the goodies?"
"I...I don't like them. Please, just let me stay covered. PLEASE!"
"No"
"PLEASE!! PLEASE PLEASE DON'T DO IT!"
"No. I'm gonna cut now"
"NOOOOOO!"
"I'm gonna cut now"
"DON'T! DON'T PLEASE!!"
"Hehe, I'm going to see your boobs soon"
"NO NO NO"
"I'm going to see your pokey little nipples"
"NOOOO PLEASE!"
"And alllllll the boys and girls at home are going to see your tits too"
"PLEASE I'M BEGGING YOU! I DON'T WANT THEM TO SEE!! MERCY! MERCY!!"
"You seem so shy, but pretty girls shouldn't be so modest."
"I'M SHY! LET ME BE MODEST! DON'T LET THEM SEE MY TITS!"
"It's my job to help shy little girls be less modest, by snipping away those mean ole clothes hiding their bodies from sight"
"NO! NO NO NO NO! I'LL DO ANYTHING! ANYTHING AT ALL!"
"Here comes the cut. Are you ready?"
"I'LL DO ANYTHIIIIIING, PLEASE GOD DON'T LET EVERYONE SEE MEEEEEE!"
"Set?"
"NOT MY BOOBS, JUST THAT, LET ME KEEP JUST THEM COVERED PLEASE I'M BEGGING YOU OH GOD!!
"Here...we...GO!"
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
*SNIP*
With one cut, the scissors sliced open the Pokeball bra. The tension pulled both halves to the sides, exposing Video Blogger's deepest secret in front of millions of viewers. Horse Jockey audibly gasped as the breasts fell to the sides with the bra cups, as they were in-reality one and the same. Without the fake DD bra covering it up, Video Blogger's true chest was AAA at best. She was flat as a pancake. As petite of a chest as Babysitter had earlier with her baby boobs, Video Blogger didn't even have HER level of definition. If it wasn't for her large nipples you would almost think she was a boy in disguise.
Her ultimate shame, her biggest secret, her lifelong insecurity and overcompensating massive fake chest all revealed in front of the entire world, Video Blogger broke down in tears. This was the one thing she feared most upon entering this contest, but her ego told her that she would win the match and be perfectly fine. At worst, she thought only her pussy would be photographed if she protected her chest. This was why she couldn't bring herself to strip down behind the screen for the Apple Store quest earlier, because her flat silhouette would've exposed the truth even in shadow form. Video Blogger had hidden this secret from everyone her entire life, and built much of her streaming brand based on tight shirts over her fake large chest to draw in horny viewers. Now everyone knew this was a lie. Her shame and embarrassment, both for her body and for her secret coming out, was overwhelming. She wished for the Earth to swallow her whole right then and there. All fight was gone.
Horse Jockey was speechless for many seconds, before finally commenting "Oh...my God. Wow. I never expected them to be so tiny!"
Video Blogger moaned in shame, no words coming out.
Amazed, Horse Jockey added "Is this one of those cosplay bras? Like, what guys buy to cosplay as female characters? And also trans women too I guess. Wait, are you trans?"
Angrily, Video Blogger screamed "NO YOU BITCH!!"
Horse Jockey scoffed "Well how was I supposed to know? Honestly, we're in a tween store right now and half of these shirts would fit you with room to spare."
Loudly, Video Blogger asked "How could you do this to me?"
Horse Jockey faux-sympathetically said "Sorry, jeez. Maybe they'd look bigger if you got your nipples pierced? You could try it at least. ...Eh, I dunno though. I mean nipple piercings on girls with no titties is like a sheet of paper with staples in it."
Video Blogger roared and wailed into HJ's crotch from that line.
Horse Jockey giggled "Sorry, sorry, couldn't resist. They're cute, though, really. Here, lemme take some pictures for the bonus money, and to help the boys see them better. The regular cameras aren't going to show them well, so I need to take some HD pictures. That way everyone can really zoom in all the way to actually see them."
While Video Blogger trembled and moaned, Horse Jockey took several pictures of her opponent's bare chest from various angles for the extra $500, including some shots which showed her pussy. While she was at it, she also took several direct pussy shots, including ones aimed between VB's legs. When that area was done, she pulled up VB's limp legs a little bit to expose her butt for the first time, getting a couple pictures of that (and the bonus clam shots) for the other extra $500 prize money reward. Video Blogger didn't even resist, utterly broken at this point.
Horse Jockey dropped VB's legs back down before casually apologizing "Ok, I'm sorry, for real this time. I couldn't resist having a little fun. Don't ask me why, but I've always found it really sexy when a naked girl is all shy and humiliated like you are now. That's half of why I signed up for this match. That and the money. Owning horses costs an arm and a leg, you have no idea. Anyway, I'm done humiliating you now. You ARE sexy you know, flat chest and all. And it's time to make you feel sexy."
Horse Jockey was going to use the Hitachi wand in her shorts, but the more she looked at Video Blogger's glistening hairless pussy right in front of her, the more she wanted to go by a completely different approach instead. Her own arousal from all of this stripping and tormenting was removing her ability to think clearly. Even if millions of people were watching right now, she was going to do what her hormones were demanding her to do. Turning on the video camera on her phone, she placed it between Video Blogger's legs so that it could see everything. She used her Hitachi, the shock collar, the scissors, and the ice glove to build a makeshift stand to hold the phone in place filming VB's pussy, allowing both of her hands to be free for other things.
To the intense shock of everyone watching, Horse Jockey, lying on top of her defeated foe, started kissing VB's clit while the camera rolled! Kiss, kiss, kiss, followed by sticking her tongue out and licking all around her bean in a sensual way. Video Blogger jumped and twitched from the sensation, surprisingly sensitive down there despite her intense humiliation (or perhaps, because of it). Video Blogger is incredibly open about her lesbianism, and this girl's tongue was very clearly experienced with female parts. Horse Jockey meanwhile is a fairly active pansexual that nobody would ever call shy, so she smiles for the camera as it films and streams her performing oral sex on a stranger girl she only met a few days ago and whose head she is holding in place with her legs.
Horse Jockey put her entire mouth on VB's pussy next, sucking on it and sampling the leaking juices. A nibble here, a bite there, and a tongue thrusting deep inside, all designed for maximum pleasure for the trembling and twitching online celebrity. HJ's hands spread VB's pussy apart for the camera, letting it see everything inside now shiny and covered in VB's precum and HJ's saliva. While holding her pussy open, HJ puts her face in it again and slides her tongue in as far as she can reach it. Holding it there, she explores all over, rolling in circles and making little wave motions while still inside. Video Blogger stopped sobbing and whining, and instead began moaning and loudly making the stereotypical "AYAA!" sound Asian porn stars are famous for.
As Video Blogger grew closer to the edge, Horse Jockey placed her hands on the insides of VB's thighs and held them wide apart for the camera's benefit. She then placed her lips directly on VB's clit and began sucking on it like a pacifier. Video Blogger shivered from the unique sensation, her pleasure bean ready to explode in happiness. After sucking on it for 10 seconds, she switched to gently nibbling on it instead, each soft bite sending a wave of intense pleasure through VB's shaking body. Video Blogger was getting extremely close to orgasm from the amazing skills of Horse Jockey's talented tongue. Babysitter was as straight as can be, but even she was mesmerized by watching the erotic sexual display these two women were performing in front of her with only a gate and 15 feet between them and her. She resisted being hauled away at the end of her 5 minutes because she was so enthralled by it all.
The closer that Video Blogger got, the more she noticed Horse Jockey grinding her own shorts-covered pussy against VB's face and jaw. It didn't take too long for HJ to find a sweet spot that felt very good as she humped VB's face again and again and again. Horse Jockey was almost horny enough to actually take off her shorts to allow Video Blogger direct access, coming dangerously close to actually legitimately considering it. Even the cameras weren't enough to deter her in the mental state she was in at this point. The one singular reason she barely resisted this urge was because she feared Video Blogger might escape somehow once her head was released. She reluctantly chose to keep her pants on as she grinded her captured opponent's face harder and harder. This wouldn't be enough to get herself off, and she knew that. This was just the equivalent of a smoker taking just one hit from a friend's cigarette in order to stim the overwhelming cravings before they could go buy some of their own. Horse Jockey loved the feeling of grinding things between her legs. On more than one occasion in the past (and only escaping being caught by sheer luck a few times) Horse Jockey would sometimes ride her own personal horse bareback in the wilderness while bottomless until the intense pressure and vibration of it all brought her throbbing lady bits to climax. The thrill of doing that sort of thing to the face of a captured and conquered sexy woman was a dream come true for her.
Video Blogger's legs began to kick the floor, feeling her orgasm building up. The pressure was rising, and her volume was increasing. It would take very little to push her over the edge now, and both girls knew it. Making sure the camera had a great view of the finale, Horse Jockey smiled naughtily for the audience as she took her right hand and suddenly rubbed VB's clit in circular motions as fast as she could. Video Blogger lost control almost immediately, planting her feet on the ground and arcing her hips up. The tension held at maximum for 10 solid seconds, just a millimeter away from finally coming, as Video Blogger's entire body shivered wildly in overwhelming ecstasy and anticipation. Finally, intensely, her orgasm exploded! The moment she came, Horse Jockey used her hands to hold VB's lips apart for the camera. Inside, Video Blogger's vaginal cavity pulsed open and closed again and again while the camera filmed it all, throbbing in pleasure for everyone to see in graphic detail. The camera watched every single vaginal muscle contract and release, twitching and tensing, several times over for 7 beautiful seconds of bliss for Video Blogger. Even after the orgasm stopped, Horse Jockey held the eliminated girl wide for all to see, streaming live the afterglow effects on a very happy kitty clearly purring for its fans.
The announcer read out "Video Blogger has been eliminated"
Horse Jockey finally released the woman's head from her leg scissors, standing up even though her own legs were wobbly as hell right now. All of the excitement had brought HJ much closer to her own edge than she wanted to admit. She was barely thinking clearly anymore, even as the boys came to haul away Video Blogger and fully remove her clothes from her body. Horse Jockey knew that millions of people were watching right now, but she still needed to get off. She was far too close, FAR too close, and stopping now would be cruel and inhuman torture.
Without a word, Horse Jockey picked the Hitachi up from the ground, and grabbed the biggest shirt she could find. She sloppily wrapped the shirt around her waist like a towel and tied it by the sleeves as she leaned her back up against the wall. She then reached under it to unbutton her shorts and jerk them down to her knees while Video Blogger, the boys in the room, and the millions watching on stream stared on in awe. Horse Jockey slid the Hitachi wand down underneath her makeshift "skirt" and turned it on, vibrating her barely-covered pussy while everyone watched it all. Her left hand squeezed her own breasts through her thin shirt one after the other, and very soon she soared past the point of no return and came to a trembling orgasm in front of the world. Her scream hit a high note that could've possibly shattered glass. It was only by a stroke of luck that her sloppy covering never came undone the entire time because it would've fallen to the ground baring her privates. That said, near the end it lifted up too high in the front with all of the thrusting and moving the Hitachi up and down like mad, and the Hitachi head clearly poked out from the bottom of the shirt-wrap a few times. A few viewers swore that you could see a flash of actual pussy for a second if you replayed that part in slow motion.
When she finally came down from her intense pleasure, Horse Jockey was finally handed her $20 bill for winning. Between that and the money she claimed from Video Blogger, her cash total was now $435. She blushed solid red as she pulled her shorts back on and discarded her shirt-wrap, as her post-nut clarity kicked in and she realized what a brazen display she just gave. That said, she really didn't have any regrets. She was allowed to claim a free item, but again she had trouble finding anything useful in her store since all of the clothes were too small for her and not exactly viable as weapons. Besides, she already has enough weapons and tools, especially with the pair of hair stylist scissors she claimed from Video Blogger. Her choice was a rainbow backpack she saw on one of the shelves, since that would make it easier to carry her gear instead of having a Hitachi wand, scissors, and her riding crop sticking out of her waistband like she was doing. She even decided to head to Books-A-Million next door to possibly spend some of her giant stack of cash on hand.
The next Blue Light Special store was selected: Babies R Us. Because of its remote location relative to the remaining entrants, however, absolutely nobody heads that way.
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The announcer over the intercom read out "Fitness Instructor has been eliminated. This is the first Blue Light Special elimination awarded with the blowdart tranq."
A very perky Video Blogger asked "The Blue Light Special is over already? Does that mean it stops?" out loud to her audience that obviously couldn't answer back.
The announcer continued "All subsequent Blue Light Special eliminations are rewarded solely with the $10,000 prize money bonus"
Video Blogger shrugged "Oh shoot. I was hoping it was over now. We still have to pray that it doesn't hit Justice anytime soon, or else I'll be evicted from here and my plan gets screwed up"
Right as she says this, a bright blue spotlight shines in her face from outside of her store. All of the phones get a notification informing them that Justice is the current Blue Light Special for the next 3 minutes before closing.
Breaking from her sweet and pure "on camera" persona, Video Blogger angrily screamed out "Damnit damnit fucking daaaamn iiiiiiiit!"
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Horse Jockey walked over to the Map Kiosk after defeating Babysitter, scouting the rest of the contest. She noticed that five dots were all together in the center of the mall and obviously chose to avoid that mess. The only other dots besides her own were two fighting in the Gym, where the Blue Light Special was and had been for several minutes now. Horse Jockey figured that her best course of action was to head that way and battle whichever girl won in the Gym while waiting for the clusterfuck in the center to finish. She assumed that beating the Gym winner could place her in the final two, having lost count of the actually number of entrants left and not noticing that one was missing from the map.
As Horse Jockey started walking down the hallway towards the Gym, a decent distance away, the announcement was made "Fitness Instructor has been eliminated. This is the first Blue Light Special elimination awarded with the blowdart tranq. All subsequent Blue Light Special eliminations are rewarded solely with the $10,000 prize money bonus"
She started to jog now in order to reach that side of the Mall before the winning girl got away. She reached the next Map Kiosk near the salons, BAM, and Justice, double-checking that her target was alone in the Gym still. As she was doing this, the Blue Light Special kicked on for Justice near her.
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Video Blogger was pouting angrily from being randomed second out of over 20 remaining stores, not even narrating out loud (shockingly). Angry as she was, she was still able to notice on her purchased minimap app that whoever eliminated Babysitter in Build-A-Bear was basically right outside now. VB peeked out the door to see Horse Jockey standing there. She decided that if her store was being close anyway, she might as well get one last use out of its quest by luring Horse Jockey to her doom. Babysitter may be small, but she'd surely be a feisty ally against the girl who just took her out a couple minutes ago. And besides, she liked the sound of $10,000 bonus cash for eliminating somebody in a Blue Light Special store.
Video Blogger called out into the hallway "Yoohoo! Horse Jockey! Want to battle me for the extra prize money?"
Horse Jockey saw Video Blogger standing at the Justice doorway bathed in blue light, but was a little confused about why her dot wasn't on the map and why the store's occupancy counter said zero. Annoyed, Horse Jockey correctly assumed that Video Blogger must have somehow aquired the means to hide herself from all tracking. None of that mattered now, though, since Horse Jockey was ready and willing to take her out, invisible or not.
As Horse Jockey ran forward, Video Blogger retreated backwards deeper into the store. VB assumed her Tae Kwon Do ready stance to protect herself and waited for the trap to spring. Sure enough, Horse Jockey's phone played the loud alarm sound when she entered Justice. Checking her phone told her "Anybody who has eliminated an enemy, who then walks into this store, unknowingly summons that girl for a revenge attempt" and a five minute countdown timer was activated.
Horse Jockey poked her head outside of Justice to see a still-very-naked Babysitter being released and running her way for some revenge. Babysitter yelled out in a surprisingly happy-sounding voice "Payback tiiiiime!"
Reacting quickly, Horse Jockey pulled out the Store Key she found earlier and was keeping in her pocket. Pushing the button, the gate for Justice slammed shut shortly before Babysitter got there, trapping Babysitter outside and the other two inside. The timer on Horse Jockey's phone was at 4 minutes and 42 seconds. The gate would stay closed for 5 minutes, meaning Babysitter would have to go back to the loser's area before the gate rose again.
Babysitter loudly whined "HEEEEY! That's not faaiiiiiiir!"
Video Blogger commented out loud out of habit "Oh...oh crap!"
Horse Jockey snidely asked "Was that your plan? Two on one? So much for that"
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Author left the Gym victorious, although she was tired and sore from the fight. When she saw that Justice close by was the next Blue Light Special, Author had zero interest in that mess and was glad to be walking in the other direction. She checked the Map Kiosk by the AMC Theater and was alarmed by the dot standing next to Justice and the other Kiosk behind her. Author ran inside of the theater in order to gather up the rest of her items that were left behind when Fitness Instructor kidnapped her.
Upon entering the theater room she saw both halves of the five woman clusterfuck on screen, while also seeing Horse Jockey and Video Blogger getting ready to battle in one of the smaller windows. Author had been trying to think up good quests to make, but now she realized that all of her enemies were fighting each other right this second and she gained nothing from trying to aim a quest towards any of them. With any luck, those two battles will conclude leaving Author as one of the final three. Adding quests to that could only make those victors stronger, and truthfully the other girls have largely failed to do anything her quests asked so far aside from somebody doing the "make enemy strip herself" quest she technically wrote for herself to complete.
Instead of targeting the others, Author wanted to make a quest for herself...one that she could complete and earn an item of her choosing. When she fought Fitness Instructor she was forced to choose between handcuffing her arms or her legs. Author didn't want to be forced to make that choice again. She wanted a spreader bar for her next victim's legs, to go along with Cop's handcuffs that she still held closely. Author tried entering a few easy tasks towards that reward that kept getting turned down by Benedict for cheese purposes, until she finally went bold. She entered a quest she never would've done earlier today, but as she got close to that million dollars she found herself more and more willing to endure any task required for victory, no matter how humiliating. The quest went way farther than anything she had tried so far, attempted largely out of frustration after all of the other tame ones got turned down again and again. Besides, everyone has already seen her naked now thanks to Fitness Instructor, so how bad could this be?
Her quest was accepted "Film yourself giving your camera phone a completely naked lap dance for 2 minutes. REWARD = Spreader Bar"
Once the quest was added, the reality of what she just typed really set in for her. She thought to herself "Oh boy...I've done it now."
Author took several long seconds to process the fact that yes, she just signed her own naked dancing fate if she wanted that item. All of her easy quests kept getting rejected, though, so it had to be something daring in order to get accepted at all. Author consoled herself that there were worse things a girl could film herself doing naked and alone in a theater...much worse!
Embarrassed, Author stripped off all of her clothes (which she had only recently put back on in the first place). Her dark nipples and sizable bush were exposed to everyone once again. She set her phone to record video with the front camera (so she could watch herself) and placed it in one of the theater chairs, figuring that it would be the best place to put it when doing a lap dance. She then started awkwardly dancing for the camera, knowing 100% that millions of guys were watching this video right now. Author is extremely insecure about her own naked body and hates letting people see her without enough clothing to hide all of the flaws she sees. Considering that she was by-far the least athletic girl in this entire contest, Author had a very intense fear that she was the "ugly one" of the 20, even though in reality most people would find her stunning and have no complaints. Not liking her body and always hiding it normally, here she was deliberately displaying all of it and dancing for a camera as if to say "Look at me! Look at all of me, naked and exposed. Save this video to look at me over and over again." She didn't know if the people watching were laughing at her, jerking off to her, or both.
It wasn't until she really looked at her own reflection in the phone screen that it truly dawned on her how much she was showing by dancing for the camera like this. With the camera laying down and looking upwards at her, it had a remarkably good viewpoint for seeing things between her legs. Despite how badly she wanted to abort mission or try to keep her legs locked together, she knew that in the end she had no choice but to make a good quality video in order to get that spreader bar. She needed that item, it completely removed her weakness of having difficulty restraining enemies long enough to get them off. She would be able to handcuff a woman's arms and shackle her legs apart both at the same time, rendering her helpless and her anatomy exposed to any eyes or fingers that wanted access. Author needed that item if she was going to have a serious chance at actually winning this contest and leaving with that money.
As she danced in several ways facing the camera, she eventually realized that she needed to turn around and did so. She then shook her ass and twerked for the camera for a while, knowing full well that it wasn't just her ass that the camera was seeing like this. Facing this way, Author could watch on the big screen as all of the other fights went on and concluded, allowing her to enjoy some very sexy eye candy from the ones who were losing. The sexy sights made the lap dancing easier for her to endure, and eventually her phone dinged the quest complete sound when the 2 minute mark was passed. Author quickly shut off the camera and started getting dressed again, squealing in shock when one of Benedict's Boys opened the door while she was still half-naked to hand her the spreader bar.
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***Video Blogger vs Horse Jockey***
Horse Jockey advanced quickly, wanting to mount and ride her opponent to victory just like she did with Babysitter. In Video Blogger's right hand is the can of hair spray that she claimed from Stylist earlier, and she was wanting to spray some of that in Horse Jockey's eyes if she got an opportunity to do so. In addition to hear weapon, though, Video Blogger is a black belt in Taekwondo and now was the time to use it. This is a martial art famous for various kicks and controlling distance with your opponent. She started working distance while landing speedy leg kicks to Horse Jockey's thighs (and one sweet shot to the kidney). At first Horse Jockey is basically walking right into these counter-kicks, but pretty soon she stops charging and backs up a little for self-preservation. When Horse Jockey stood still for too long, Video Blogger landed a strong side kick to the body, followed by a step-in roundhouse to the side of the head to complete the combo. The headkick had Horse Jockey seeing stars for a split second, but she was able to withstand the hit.
Horse Jockey has numerous tools and weapons in her collection, with half of them sticking out of her waistband since her pockets ran out of room. That being said, Video Blogger using her kicks and footwork to keep a safe distance away (plus the threat of hair spray) was making it difficult for Horse Jockey to use any of them. In a weird way, this situation reminded Horse Jockey of her past experiences corralling and breaking unruly horses, and making that mental connection led her to develop a plan. She grabbed a random shirt off of a nearby display and then started advancing again with her arms ready to block at all times. Video Blogger continued backing up and landing leg kicks, which were starting to hurt quite a bit. She kept backing up opposite of Horse Jockey's position until she realized that she accidentally backed herself into the wall, with shirt displays on either side of her. Video Blogger had just cornered herself, having been corraled like a wild animal by Horse Jockey.
Before VB could escape, Horse Jockey sprinted forward at full speed. VB landed a kick, but this time HJ didn't back off and kept moving forward. VB sprayed the hair spray, but HJ held up the shirt she grabbed earlier in order to block the spray. Horse Jockey grabbed Video Blogger in a tight hug with both her arms and her legs, taking her down to the ground in the process. This position favored her Jiu Jitsu training and completely nullified Video Blogger's Taekwondo which is useless on the ground.
Video Blogger rolled and scrambled in an attempt to escape the grapple, which accidentally left her head open to be grabbed by Horse Jockey's powerful legs, which then crossed into a 4 and locked the hold in tightly. With the leg scissor holding VB in place, the two girls position now had the appearance of a couple in the middle of a 69, with Horse Jockey on top. Try as she might, VB couldn't manage to pull her head free, so she found herself with a face-full of HJ's shorts-covered crotch. Under any other circumstances VB may have enjoyed that, but right now she was struggling with all of her might to escape.
Horse Jockey also found herself face-to-crotch, but unlike her opponent HJ was enjoying her view very much. With a huge smile, Horse Jockey wasted little time before unbuttoning VB's jeans. HJ nabbed the scissors out of VB's pocket, figuring those would be useful for later. VB kicked, screamed, and flailed, but she was helplessly trapped between the powerful animal-taming legs of Horse Jockey. VB could be heard screaming "NO!" as her zipper was pulled down, and yet again as her jeans were forced down to her knees. Video Blogger's Pokemon panties were exposed to everyone now, with all of the various Eeveelutions scattered around and little Eevee located at the center.
Horse Jockey giggled "Ooh, so cute! I just want to pet the cute little Eevee on her cute little forehead"
Horse Jockey took her fingers and gently rubbed the forehead of the cartoon Eevee on VB's panties. By sheer coincidence, of course, this location coincided with VB's pleasure button, which was now being rubbed through her panties. The sensual touching made VB shiver slightly, even though she was trying as hard as she could to resist getting horny right now.
Horse Jockey taunted "Personally I would've went with undies that had Rapidash, Mudsdale, and Zebstrika on them, and possibly those two new legendary horses from Crown Tundra too. But foxes are adorable, so you have good taste as well. You were tough by the way, good fight! Those kicks were something else. I'm glad we had so little room in here."
A wicked idea came to her next, which led to her reaching into her pocket and pulling out the Elsa Ice Glove she claimed from Babysitter. "So is Glaceon your favorite of them all? Ice is such a powerful element you know. And as a woman, you surely also know by now how oddly sexy cold things can be when they're touching the right places. I wonder how this is going to feel...."
Video Blogger was terrified of the threat without even knowing what Horse Jockey was even talking about, but then she gasped as the ice-cold hand brushed against her thigh. The ungloved hand then lifted up the hem of her pink sweater, in order to let the freezing gloved hand touch the bottom of her abs and inching its way downward. Video Blogger was thrashing like a maniac now, not wanting that cold hand to touch her anywhere private. When she felt the tips of the chilled fingers slide under her waistband, she screamed like a banshee into Horse Jockey's crotch which did little to muffle the loud sound. Horse Jockey took her time, slowly inching down into VB's panties, enjoying herself immensely.
When she finally reached VB's pussy hidden in those panties, the icy glove gently grabbed on and held itself in place on her defenseless anatomy, even as the trapped girl squealed and kicked her legs frantically. The cold touch hurt against VB's skin, but at the same time it was also intensely pleasurable sexually, and the mixture of the two opposite feelings was unpleasant in many ways. Video Blogger couldn't believe that she was being groped on livestream against her will, especially being groped by a frozen gloved hand. She was already humiliated and this show was just starting. She tried to buck her hips and fight against the cold touch, but nothing worked.
Mercifully, Horse Jockey moved her hand out of VB's panties, but then she tugged the waistband three times while teasing "It's time to lose these"
Video Blogger tried to roll on her side, tried to kick free, and even tried to bite and claw in a desperate bid to break free before her pussy was revealed, but nothing worked. She whined into Horse Jockey's groin "NO! No please!" as the cotton started to inch downwards. Lower and lower they went until they were just barely covering the main bits and nothing else.
Horse Jockey paused just before the final threshold and loudly quoted the anime "Who's that Pokemon? ......IT'S PUSSY!!"
Video Blogger's hairless lips came into view once her panties were finally tugged down again, and soon the panties joined the jeans at her knees. Her face was solid red, both from the embarrassment and from the head scissors. All of her subscribers, and millions of other people, were all staring at her naked privates right now. She felt completely ashamed, and she realized that she was going to have to deal with perverts making sleazy comments about this moment on all of her content from now on. Every loser she's ever blocked or banned was able to gloat about seeing her kitty cat now, and many were sure to make burner accounts just to remind her of that fact on a daily basis.
HJ continued the Pokemon-themed mockery "Pretty pretty! But it looks like Pussy is a water type Pokemon judging from that wetness. Darn, that means that it resists ice type attacks. I should use electric type tools instead."
Video Blogger was scared and confused by that remark, as Horse Jockey pulled the shock collar out of her pocket. She then taunted "So this here is a shock collar, like for dogs. You should ask Babysitter over there at the gate how much fun this toy is."
Babysitter, still naked, pouting angrily with her arms over her nudie parts as her time ticked down and she couldn't actually do anything, yelled out "Fuck that fucking collar!"
Horse Jockey giggled at her former foe's outburst "Yep, accurate review. So anyway, I can't help but wonder how this would feel from the inside. You know, lots of girls absolutely love electro-stimulus down there. It's a huge kink, and trust me when I tell you that I know a thing or two about the kink community. But I've never tried this one out. Have you ever tried shocking yourself down there before?"
Video Blogger screamed "NO! NO NO NO! Don't do that, please! That would hurt!"
Horse Jockey seductively teased "I don't know...we should test it out. I can just lie it down on your pelvis...like this....and thread it between your pussy lips like a thong...like this....and even pull the back side between your butt cheeks like a real thong...like this....and now you're wearing a shock collar like a teeny tiny thong! How scandalous. It's touching all of your best bits, covering them up even. Your clit, your inner labia, your taint, your asshole, everything connected ready for me to push this button here."
Trembling, Video Blogger pleaded "Please! Please don't. I give up! I'll let you eliminate me, just don't shock me. If you hurt me it'll be harder to make me cum! You have to make me cum to eliminate me! Please I'll let you do it now!"
Horse Jockey laughed while rubbing VB's pelvis "I'm only teasing, precious. I wouldn't actually do something that mean to somebody. But...I can easily see how excited you got from your nervousness. It's kinda hot. I got to watch Tiny over there get herself off for me earlier, so I'm just a wee bit horny right now myself. I want to see the rest of you now! Babysitter's sexy, but just a little flat so there was nothing upstairs to play with. Unlike her, you have giant tits for me to squeeze!"
At this suggestion, Video Blogger went extra frantic "NOOOO! NO PLEASE, NOT THAT! ANYTHING BUT THAT! Don't take my top off too, I'm begging you. Let me keep that covered at least."
Scissors in hand, Horse Jockey answered "No way! Sweater puppies that size are basically begging to be let out. I'm pretty well endowed but yours are like twice my size."
Video Blogger nervously whined "No don't! Please I give up. I'm shy, I don't want anyone to see my boobs. You can see my vagina, isn't that enough? Just eliminate me and let me gooooo! STOP CUTTING MY SWEATER OH MY GOD!!!"
The scissors chopped through the pink sweater from the neck to the belly, until both halves fell open. VB was wearing a conservative no-cleavage Pokemon bra to match her Pokemon panties, and this bra had little Pokeballs where the nipples should be as an "innocent" tease. Quickly the scissors were placed on the bridge of the bra. One snip and it was all over, the world and all of her hundreds of thousands of followers would see those double D beauties at last. The wait would finally be over.
As the scissors lingered in place, Video Blogger and Horse Jockey had a rapid-fire conversation over the bra's fate:
"PLEASE DON'T CUT MY BRA! PLEEEEEASE! Anything but that!"
"Why not?"
"It's private. I'm shy! I'm embarrassed. I don't want people to see them!"
"Why don't you want to let us see the goodies?"
"I...I don't like them. Please, just let me stay covered. PLEASE!"
"No"
"PLEASE!! PLEASE PLEASE DON'T DO IT!"
"No. I'm gonna cut now"
"NOOOOOO!"
"I'm gonna cut now"
"DON'T! DON'T PLEASE!!"
"Hehe, I'm going to see your boobs soon"
"NO NO NO"
"I'm going to see your pokey little nipples"
"NOOOO PLEASE!"
"And alllllll the boys and girls at home are going to see your tits too"
"PLEASE I'M BEGGING YOU! I DON'T WANT THEM TO SEE!! MERCY! MERCY!!"
"You seem so shy, but pretty girls shouldn't be so modest."
"I'M SHY! LET ME BE MODEST! DON'T LET THEM SEE MY TITS!"
"It's my job to help shy little girls be less modest, by snipping away those mean ole clothes hiding their bodies from sight"
"NO! NO NO NO NO! I'LL DO ANYTHING! ANYTHING AT ALL!"
"Here comes the cut. Are you ready?"
"I'LL DO ANYTHIIIIIING, PLEASE GOD DON'T LET EVERYONE SEE MEEEEEE!"
"Set?"
"NOT MY BOOBS, JUST THAT, LET ME KEEP JUST THEM COVERED PLEASE I'M BEGGING YOU OH GOD!!
"Here...we...GO!"
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
*SNIP*
With one cut, the scissors sliced open the Pokeball bra. The tension pulled both halves to the sides, exposing Video Blogger's deepest secret in front of millions of viewers. Horse Jockey audibly gasped as the breasts fell to the sides with the bra cups, as they were in-reality one and the same. Without the fake DD bra covering it up, Video Blogger's true chest was AAA at best. She was flat as a pancake. As petite of a chest as Babysitter had earlier with her baby boobs, Video Blogger didn't even have HER level of definition. If it wasn't for her large nipples you would almost think she was a boy in disguise.
Her ultimate shame, her biggest secret, her lifelong insecurity and overcompensating massive fake chest all revealed in front of the entire world, Video Blogger broke down in tears. This was the one thing she feared most upon entering this contest, but her ego told her that she would win the match and be perfectly fine. At worst, she thought only her pussy would be photographed if she protected her chest. This was why she couldn't bring herself to strip down behind the screen for the Apple Store quest earlier, because her flat silhouette would've exposed the truth even in shadow form. Video Blogger had hidden this secret from everyone her entire life, and built much of her streaming brand based on tight shirts over her fake large chest to draw in horny viewers. Now everyone knew this was a lie. Her shame and embarrassment, both for her body and for her secret coming out, was overwhelming. She wished for the Earth to swallow her whole right then and there. All fight was gone.
Horse Jockey was speechless for many seconds, before finally commenting "Oh...my God. Wow. I never expected them to be so tiny!"
Video Blogger moaned in shame, no words coming out.
Amazed, Horse Jockey added "Is this one of those cosplay bras? Like, what guys buy to cosplay as female characters? And also trans women too I guess. Wait, are you trans?"
Angrily, Video Blogger screamed "NO YOU BITCH!!"
Horse Jockey scoffed "Well how was I supposed to know? Honestly, we're in a tween store right now and half of these shirts would fit you with room to spare."
Loudly, Video Blogger asked "How could you do this to me?"
Horse Jockey faux-sympathetically said "Sorry, jeez. Maybe they'd look bigger if you got your nipples pierced? You could try it at least. ...Eh, I dunno though. I mean nipple piercings on girls with no titties is like a sheet of paper with staples in it."
Video Blogger roared and wailed into HJ's crotch from that line.
Horse Jockey giggled "Sorry, sorry, couldn't resist. They're cute, though, really. Here, lemme take some pictures for the bonus money, and to help the boys see them better. The regular cameras aren't going to show them well, so I need to take some HD pictures. That way everyone can really zoom in all the way to actually see them."
While Video Blogger trembled and moaned, Horse Jockey took several pictures of her opponent's bare chest from various angles for the extra $500, including some shots which showed her pussy. While she was at it, she also took several direct pussy shots, including ones aimed between VB's legs. When that area was done, she pulled up VB's limp legs a little bit to expose her butt for the first time, getting a couple pictures of that (and the bonus clam shots) for the other extra $500 prize money reward. Video Blogger didn't even resist, utterly broken at this point.
Horse Jockey dropped VB's legs back down before casually apologizing "Ok, I'm sorry, for real this time. I couldn't resist having a little fun. Don't ask me why, but I've always found it really sexy when a naked girl is all shy and humiliated like you are now. That's half of why I signed up for this match. That and the money. Owning horses costs an arm and a leg, you have no idea. Anyway, I'm done humiliating you now. You ARE sexy you know, flat chest and all. And it's time to make you feel sexy."
Horse Jockey was going to use the Hitachi wand in her shorts, but the more she looked at Video Blogger's glistening hairless pussy right in front of her, the more she wanted to go by a completely different approach instead. Her own arousal from all of this stripping and tormenting was removing her ability to think clearly. Even if millions of people were watching right now, she was going to do what her hormones were demanding her to do. Turning on the video camera on her phone, she placed it between Video Blogger's legs so that it could see everything. She used her Hitachi, the shock collar, the scissors, and the ice glove to build a makeshift stand to hold the phone in place filming VB's pussy, allowing both of her hands to be free for other things.
To the intense shock of everyone watching, Horse Jockey, lying on top of her defeated foe, started kissing VB's clit while the camera rolled! Kiss, kiss, kiss, followed by sticking her tongue out and licking all around her bean in a sensual way. Video Blogger jumped and twitched from the sensation, surprisingly sensitive down there despite her intense humiliation (or perhaps, because of it). Video Blogger is incredibly open about her lesbianism, and this girl's tongue was very clearly experienced with female parts. Horse Jockey meanwhile is a fairly active pansexual that nobody would ever call shy, so she smiles for the camera as it films and streams her performing oral sex on a stranger girl she only met a few days ago and whose head she is holding in place with her legs.
Horse Jockey put her entire mouth on VB's pussy next, sucking on it and sampling the leaking juices. A nibble here, a bite there, and a tongue thrusting deep inside, all designed for maximum pleasure for the trembling and twitching online celebrity. HJ's hands spread VB's pussy apart for the camera, letting it see everything inside now shiny and covered in VB's precum and HJ's saliva. While holding her pussy open, HJ puts her face in it again and slides her tongue in as far as she can reach it. Holding it there, she explores all over, rolling in circles and making little wave motions while still inside. Video Blogger stopped sobbing and whining, and instead began moaning and loudly making the stereotypical "AYAA!" sound Asian porn stars are famous for.
As Video Blogger grew closer to the edge, Horse Jockey placed her hands on the insides of VB's thighs and held them wide apart for the camera's benefit. She then placed her lips directly on VB's clit and began sucking on it like a pacifier. Video Blogger shivered from the unique sensation, her pleasure bean ready to explode in happiness. After sucking on it for 10 seconds, she switched to gently nibbling on it instead, each soft bite sending a wave of intense pleasure through VB's shaking body. Video Blogger was getting extremely close to orgasm from the amazing skills of Horse Jockey's talented tongue. Babysitter was as straight as can be, but even she was mesmerized by watching the erotic sexual display these two women were performing in front of her with only a gate and 15 feet between them and her. She resisted being hauled away at the end of her 5 minutes because she was so enthralled by it all.
The closer that Video Blogger got, the more she noticed Horse Jockey grinding her own shorts-covered pussy against VB's face and jaw. It didn't take too long for HJ to find a sweet spot that felt very good as she humped VB's face again and again and again. Horse Jockey was almost horny enough to actually take off her shorts to allow Video Blogger direct access, coming dangerously close to actually legitimately considering it. Even the cameras weren't enough to deter her in the mental state she was in at this point. The one singular reason she barely resisted this urge was because she feared Video Blogger might escape somehow once her head was released. She reluctantly chose to keep her pants on as she grinded her captured opponent's face harder and harder. This wouldn't be enough to get herself off, and she knew that. This was just the equivalent of a smoker taking just one hit from a friend's cigarette in order to stim the overwhelming cravings before they could go buy some of their own. Horse Jockey loved the feeling of grinding things between her legs. On more than one occasion in the past (and only escaping being caught by sheer luck a few times) Horse Jockey would sometimes ride her own personal horse bareback in the wilderness while bottomless until the intense pressure and vibration of it all brought her throbbing lady bits to climax. The thrill of doing that sort of thing to the face of a captured and conquered sexy woman was a dream come true for her.
Video Blogger's legs began to kick the floor, feeling her orgasm building up. The pressure was rising, and her volume was increasing. It would take very little to push her over the edge now, and both girls knew it. Making sure the camera had a great view of the finale, Horse Jockey smiled naughtily for the audience as she took her right hand and suddenly rubbed VB's clit in circular motions as fast as she could. Video Blogger lost control almost immediately, planting her feet on the ground and arcing her hips up. The tension held at maximum for 10 solid seconds, just a millimeter away from finally coming, as Video Blogger's entire body shivered wildly in overwhelming ecstasy and anticipation. Finally, intensely, her orgasm exploded! The moment she came, Horse Jockey used her hands to hold VB's lips apart for the camera. Inside, Video Blogger's vaginal cavity pulsed open and closed again and again while the camera filmed it all, throbbing in pleasure for everyone to see in graphic detail. The camera watched every single vaginal muscle contract and release, twitching and tensing, several times over for 7 beautiful seconds of bliss for Video Blogger. Even after the orgasm stopped, Horse Jockey held the eliminated girl wide for all to see, streaming live the afterglow effects on a very happy kitty clearly purring for its fans.
The announcer read out "Video Blogger has been eliminated"
Horse Jockey finally released the woman's head from her leg scissors, standing up even though her own legs were wobbly as hell right now. All of the excitement had brought HJ much closer to her own edge than she wanted to admit. She was barely thinking clearly anymore, even as the boys came to haul away Video Blogger and fully remove her clothes from her body. Horse Jockey knew that millions of people were watching right now, but she still needed to get off. She was far too close, FAR too close, and stopping now would be cruel and inhuman torture.
Without a word, Horse Jockey picked the Hitachi up from the ground, and grabbed the biggest shirt she could find. She sloppily wrapped the shirt around her waist like a towel and tied it by the sleeves as she leaned her back up against the wall. She then reached under it to unbutton her shorts and jerk them down to her knees while Video Blogger, the boys in the room, and the millions watching on stream stared on in awe. Horse Jockey slid the Hitachi wand down underneath her makeshift "skirt" and turned it on, vibrating her barely-covered pussy while everyone watched it all. Her left hand squeezed her own breasts through her thin shirt one after the other, and very soon she soared past the point of no return and came to a trembling orgasm in front of the world. Her scream hit a high note that could've possibly shattered glass. It was only by a stroke of luck that her sloppy covering never came undone the entire time because it would've fallen to the ground baring her privates. That said, near the end it lifted up too high in the front with all of the thrusting and moving the Hitachi up and down like mad, and the Hitachi head clearly poked out from the bottom of the shirt-wrap a few times. A few viewers swore that you could see a flash of actual pussy for a second if you replayed that part in slow motion.
When she finally came down from her intense pleasure, Horse Jockey was finally handed her $20 bill for winning. Between that and the money she claimed from Video Blogger, her cash total was now $435. She blushed solid red as she pulled her shorts back on and discarded her shirt-wrap, as her post-nut clarity kicked in and she realized what a brazen display she just gave. That said, she really didn't have any regrets. She was allowed to claim a free item, but again she had trouble finding anything useful in her store since all of the clothes were too small for her and not exactly viable as weapons. Besides, she already has enough weapons and tools, especially with the pair of hair stylist scissors she claimed from Video Blogger. Her choice was a rainbow backpack she saw on one of the shelves, since that would make it easier to carry her gear instead of having a Hitachi wand, scissors, and her riding crop sticking out of her waistband like she was doing. She even decided to head to Books-A-Million next door to possibly spend some of her giant stack of cash on hand.
The next Blue Light Special store was selected: Babies R Us. Because of its remote location relative to the remaining entrants, however, absolutely nobody heads that way.
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Re: The Thirst Games 2 -- Part 18
Spoilers for the above....
So as a note, part of the delay getting part 18 done came from the fact that I changed my mind about scene order after I was about 90% done with what is now going to be part 19. I decided that I should really flash over to the other entrants before continuing any further with the five by Foot Locker, so then I had to write this part next. And then, of course, it wound up being huge and taking forever in and of itself. But it was a fun as hell part, so I can't complain.
I also have to profess that I 100% did not cheat regarding any of the Blue Light Special locations, even though both of the first two BLSs resulted in fights that otherwise wouldn't have happened. The fates simply wanted it, and they seem to want to force campers like Author and Video Blogger to battle (which is convenient as hell for me)
PS: Now that the secret is out about VB's "giant breasts", I can finally comment about something that amused me greatly during the character submissions last year. Three different people gave me "flat girl who secretly stuffs her bra" as a character trait, for Video Blogger, Lawyer, and Babysitter. I actually removed the stuffing from Babysitter (the last of the three submitted) because it was starting to get too repetitive and I really didn't want to have 3/20 girls with the same embarrassing physical issue. Besides, I felt that Babysitter's entire "grown child" persona worked better if she didn't stuff and instead looked as underdeveloped as her personality.
Still though, that wound up being wildly common of a suggestion, which is not overly surprising if you've read some of the stories around here (and especially from the authors who entered those three). In reality, Teacher was the only entrant in the entire match who legitimately had D sized breasts (which were even extra large when her overall height and chest width is taken into account). The rest of the cast is fairly evenly split between As, Bs, and Cs.
One more thing: One of my favorite things in the entire world to do as a fantasy writer is to create some ability/power/tactic that is overpowered as hell, only to later come up with a clever way to utterly trivialize or counter it. As you might imagine I was quite proud of how Horse Jockey countered the Justice quest, especially since I didn't plan that out ahead of time or anything.
So as a note, part of the delay getting part 18 done came from the fact that I changed my mind about scene order after I was about 90% done with what is now going to be part 19. I decided that I should really flash over to the other entrants before continuing any further with the five by Foot Locker, so then I had to write this part next. And then, of course, it wound up being huge and taking forever in and of itself. But it was a fun as hell part, so I can't complain.
I also have to profess that I 100% did not cheat regarding any of the Blue Light Special locations, even though both of the first two BLSs resulted in fights that otherwise wouldn't have happened. The fates simply wanted it, and they seem to want to force campers like Author and Video Blogger to battle (which is convenient as hell for me)
PS: Now that the secret is out about VB's "giant breasts", I can finally comment about something that amused me greatly during the character submissions last year. Three different people gave me "flat girl who secretly stuffs her bra" as a character trait, for Video Blogger, Lawyer, and Babysitter. I actually removed the stuffing from Babysitter (the last of the three submitted) because it was starting to get too repetitive and I really didn't want to have 3/20 girls with the same embarrassing physical issue. Besides, I felt that Babysitter's entire "grown child" persona worked better if she didn't stuff and instead looked as underdeveloped as her personality.
Still though, that wound up being wildly common of a suggestion, which is not overly surprising if you've read some of the stories around here (and especially from the authors who entered those three). In reality, Teacher was the only entrant in the entire match who legitimately had D sized breasts (which were even extra large when her overall height and chest width is taken into account). The rest of the cast is fairly evenly split between As, Bs, and Cs.
One more thing: One of my favorite things in the entire world to do as a fantasy writer is to create some ability/power/tactic that is overpowered as hell, only to later come up with a clever way to utterly trivialize or counter it. As you might imagine I was quite proud of how Horse Jockey countered the Justice quest, especially since I didn't plan that out ahead of time or anything.
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