The Thirst Games -- (Part 16)
Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2021 3:25 am
*Part 16
While she was watching the video, Redneck was visited by a drone carrying a loot chest purchased by a fan in appreciation for her explicit exhibition of TikToker's open holes. The box contained a single flashbang stun grenade! Redneck knew enough about army surplus to know that these are not to be underestimated in either sound or brightness, so she intended to save that one for as long as possible. She also began wondering if anyone else was going to fall for her snare trap in the second half, but she wasn't ready to move out in the open just yet. She was at least aware now that her trap would be useless in the final 5 with the radar giving away her position, so she was thinking now on what to do in the finals.
Another person getting a visit from a drone was the fully-naked Slut. Hers brought her a new outfit to wear, given as a gift from a fan who loved the x-rated show earlier and wanted to see her keep her promise of ensuring that all 30 girls in this contest end up naked before it's over with. Clearly chosen in reference to her Playboy Bunny tattoo a couple inches away from her pussy, this outfit was a pink lingerie leotard with a fluffy bunny tail, matching bunny ears, and matching bow tie. The lower section of the leotard was scandalously narrow in both the front and back, and the outfit was slightly sheer so little bits of the parts hidden underneath were still visible. Slut happily put on her new outfit, ears and all. She made sure to wiggle her fluffy-tailed butt for the cameras (including her own camera snapping HD selfies) as well as hopping around and doing a few other poses. Considering that Slut was still under the influence of the aphrodisiac and the menthol, she couldn't stop from getting quite horny just from looking at how hot this outfit was on her and imagining every person around the world watching her wear it. Slut then blew a kiss to one of the cameras telling it "Thank you, naughty boy, for the outfit. I love it! If I actually win the contest, I promise to wear this when I come over to your house one day for a visit. I should also pay a visit to the last beautiful boy who sent me a gift if I win, and just maybe any future boys and girls who want to help me might get to hang out with their favorite little bunny!"
Other girls were not so happy right now. After watching Benedict's video and the warning about LARPer, Pixie went into instant panic mode. She knew, without a microscopic smidgen of doubt, that she had been the most boring contestant so far. She had done absolutely nothing but hide in this cabinet out of sight, even from the cameras, since the first 30 seconds of the match. Now she had no choice but to drastically accomplish something major in the next several minutes in order to somehow move up to only the 2nd most boring.
Pixie exited her cabinet in band class at last and was faced with three difficult choices. Choice one was to run and attack Band Geek and Cook who were not far from her location. This was dangerous as a two on one battle and was likely to get her eliminated. Choice two was to run in the other direction and hope to find a girl by herself to eliminate. This was risky because she may run out of time before she finds anyone, plus there was always the risk that the other person would win. And then there was choice three, the scariest choice of all: Stay in this room and figure out a way to entertain the boys enough solo that they choose to send someone else to their doom.
Shaking from nerves, as well as just stage fright, the teeny tiny 4'9" 80 lbs Pixie walked in front of one of the cameras to announce "Ok boys, I'm sorry that I've been neglecting you and being boring. I'm a little smol girl, I have to stay hidden from the others until the end if I'm going to win. I want to make it up to you from now on though and give you a reason to let me stay in the contest. I'm going to ignore the other girls completely and focus on putting on a fun and sexy little show for you guys here in the band room. If any of you have any requests for me to do -- WITH my clothes staying on -- just turn it into a mini-quest aimed at my phone only (even if you don't put any reward). Loot chest rewards wouldn't hurt either though if you have any more risque requests. I'll read and seriously consider all offers, but I might say no if something takes me out of my comfort zone. I'm not showing my privates no matter the reward. I'm sorry, truly I am, but I just really don't want everybody I've ever known to see me naked. Forgive me? Anyway, until I get some requests I'm going to dance for a little while. I can't have music playing without luring people here, but I can still keep rhythm."
Pixie then began a full dancing regiment for the cameras, with plenty of hip shaking, twirling, and some teasing using her skimpy outfit of a spaghetti string top and high shorts. Clearly Pixie had practice with sexy dance moves in front of a mirror, because she was moving like a pro. The only questions are whether or not any request quests would pop up, and whether or not her efforts would be enough to save her.
Elsewhere, Virgin and Holy Roller were panicking as well, especially Virgin. Neither of them had any eliminations, and neither of them had done a damn thing all contest. The highlights of the two girls combined efforts was Holy Roller running away from Ninja and Virgin tackling a dildo.
Virgin whimpered "Oh my God, what are we going to do? They're going to pick one of us as the loser, probably me since I never even left this room!"
Holy Roller snapped "Ok first off, God's name in vain! Don't do that again or else you will risk rather than prevent exactly what you fear as your punishment."
Virgin sheepishly replied "You're right, sorry! Sorry Lord!"
Holy Roller continued "Secondly, you are correct that we haven't done very much, but from the sound of that video there are a whole mess of girls also hiding and not doing much. If the losers were that obvious he would've just sent that woman after us and been done with it. That means we still have a chance. You just have to not lose faith."
Virgin nodded "...Ok. So now what? What do we do now to make sure we don't lose?"
Holy Roller prayed for a second to find guidance, standing up once an idea hit her. She walked over to the teacher's desk while answering "Something drastic, but necessary. The boys watching this will only be satisfied with lustful content. They are lost to animal desires right now, single-minded in their hunger and caring for nothing else. There is no other choice, we are going to have to play along with what they wish to see if we want to escape a far worse fate at that tormentor's hands"
Virgin's eyes went wide as she muttered "But...but what kind of lustful content?" Virgin looked at the dildo on the ground, shuddering in fear from the implication.
Holy Roller responded as she looted the teacher's desk "The fair kind. Rather than ask us both to degrade ourselves...or, Heaven forbid, each other...we will play a naughty game until we reach the final ten. I happen to know that the woodshop teacher has something here which he confiscated from that idiot Billy the other day"
Virgin asked nervously "...Which is?"
The church girl pulled out a deck of playing cards as she answered "Strip poker. We will play strip poker until one of us loses completely, or until the final 10, whichever comes first. It's the only way that we won't get voted out"
Virgin's mouth dropped as she blushed and gasped "Bwaaaah?"
***JROTC vs Fighter Conclusion***
Fighter was extremely tired. Both girls were, but the difference between army cardio training and what Fighter was used to doing was clearly a sizable one. JROTC had manged to gain a little bit of an upper hand, moving into half guard position for a little while to work body shots. Fighter transitioned back into full guard, with JROTC now located between her legs in essentially the missionary position. This position is useful in Jiu Jitsu for the combatant on her back to protect herself from harm as well as to potentially catch her offensive opponent off-guard with a submission hold. For everyone watching at home, however, it looked like JROTC was dry-humping Fighter. JROTC continued with short punches to Fighter's ribs to knock the breath out of her.
Unfortunately for JROTC her punch rhythm had become too predictable. Fighter timed a counter grab right as a punch was incoming, snapping her legs around JROTC's neck and shoulder with the punching arm trapped forward. After a couple more seconds of adjusting, Fighter locked a triangle choke in tightly. A triangle choke is a finishing move where a girl cuts off oxygen to an opponent using her legs wrapped around their neck with an arm forward. It puts pressure on that artery and makes an enemy black out very quickly. JROTC had her face buried deep into Fighter's crotch region as she struggled to escape her fate. Were it not for the super-thin spandex boyshorts in the way, she would be eating Fighter right now. JROTC never gave up and never tapped out, but she still went completely unconscious and went to sleep between Fighter's legs. The MMA match was over. Fighter won.
Fighter released the chokehold and rolled JROTC over on her back. While JROTC was starting to regain consciousness, Fighter pulled the girl's uniform pants and panties down and off in one movement. Next Fighter pushed the woozy girl's knees upwards and apart, exposing JROTC's fuzzy pussy completely. With one quick picture taken, JROTC was finally defeated and eliminated.
Fighter rolled over on her side to catch her breath now. She watched as Benedict's boys came in through the cage gate, and was surprised to watch them strip the waking-up JROTC of the rest of her clothing before hauling her away. JROTC attempted to fight back, or at least cover up her tits and pussy with her hands, but she was prevented from doing either by the two large men holding her arms and pulling her away. She made eye contact with several of the cameras as she walked away and was embarrassed to realize that the whole world can see her naked. She knew this was going to be impossible to ever live down, especially when she finally joined the army.
As JROTC was hauled away, the extremely tired Fighter also noticed one other person nearby and it took a few seconds to register who that was. Secretly watching the last several minutes of the fight, Gamer was ready to make her move now that it was over. Gamer knew without a shadow of a doubt that Fighter at 100% could take on 10 Gamers on a team. A video game player vs a competition combat athlete would be a smackdown. She thought to herself "She's tired now. I have a stungun and chloroform. This is the only chance I'll ever get to actually beat her. This may be the only chance ANYBODY in this contest has of beating Fighter. Besides, I have to get an elimination ASAP to avoid LARPer coming after me. Fighter was the overwhelming favorite to win in betting odds though, and for good reason. This is going to be a Dark Souls level boss fight. I am ready. I rise to challenges. I take on hard mode, every time. I am elite. I can do this!"
Fighter quickly rose to her feet again, ready to battle her new challenger. The intensity of her eyes made it clear that she was not going down easily. She growled "Come on, then!"
Gamer took a deep breath, looked at the ripped and toned arms, legs, and abs of this warrior in front of her, and then Gamer defiantly yelled out "LEEROOOOOOOY JENKINS!!!!" as she charged into battle.
Only 14 ladies are left. Either Fighter or Gamer will fall next, but which will it be? To be continued in Part 17
While she was watching the video, Redneck was visited by a drone carrying a loot chest purchased by a fan in appreciation for her explicit exhibition of TikToker's open holes. The box contained a single flashbang stun grenade! Redneck knew enough about army surplus to know that these are not to be underestimated in either sound or brightness, so she intended to save that one for as long as possible. She also began wondering if anyone else was going to fall for her snare trap in the second half, but she wasn't ready to move out in the open just yet. She was at least aware now that her trap would be useless in the final 5 with the radar giving away her position, so she was thinking now on what to do in the finals.
Another person getting a visit from a drone was the fully-naked Slut. Hers brought her a new outfit to wear, given as a gift from a fan who loved the x-rated show earlier and wanted to see her keep her promise of ensuring that all 30 girls in this contest end up naked before it's over with. Clearly chosen in reference to her Playboy Bunny tattoo a couple inches away from her pussy, this outfit was a pink lingerie leotard with a fluffy bunny tail, matching bunny ears, and matching bow tie. The lower section of the leotard was scandalously narrow in both the front and back, and the outfit was slightly sheer so little bits of the parts hidden underneath were still visible. Slut happily put on her new outfit, ears and all. She made sure to wiggle her fluffy-tailed butt for the cameras (including her own camera snapping HD selfies) as well as hopping around and doing a few other poses. Considering that Slut was still under the influence of the aphrodisiac and the menthol, she couldn't stop from getting quite horny just from looking at how hot this outfit was on her and imagining every person around the world watching her wear it. Slut then blew a kiss to one of the cameras telling it "Thank you, naughty boy, for the outfit. I love it! If I actually win the contest, I promise to wear this when I come over to your house one day for a visit. I should also pay a visit to the last beautiful boy who sent me a gift if I win, and just maybe any future boys and girls who want to help me might get to hang out with their favorite little bunny!"
Other girls were not so happy right now. After watching Benedict's video and the warning about LARPer, Pixie went into instant panic mode. She knew, without a microscopic smidgen of doubt, that she had been the most boring contestant so far. She had done absolutely nothing but hide in this cabinet out of sight, even from the cameras, since the first 30 seconds of the match. Now she had no choice but to drastically accomplish something major in the next several minutes in order to somehow move up to only the 2nd most boring.
Pixie exited her cabinet in band class at last and was faced with three difficult choices. Choice one was to run and attack Band Geek and Cook who were not far from her location. This was dangerous as a two on one battle and was likely to get her eliminated. Choice two was to run in the other direction and hope to find a girl by herself to eliminate. This was risky because she may run out of time before she finds anyone, plus there was always the risk that the other person would win. And then there was choice three, the scariest choice of all: Stay in this room and figure out a way to entertain the boys enough solo that they choose to send someone else to their doom.
Shaking from nerves, as well as just stage fright, the teeny tiny 4'9" 80 lbs Pixie walked in front of one of the cameras to announce "Ok boys, I'm sorry that I've been neglecting you and being boring. I'm a little smol girl, I have to stay hidden from the others until the end if I'm going to win. I want to make it up to you from now on though and give you a reason to let me stay in the contest. I'm going to ignore the other girls completely and focus on putting on a fun and sexy little show for you guys here in the band room. If any of you have any requests for me to do -- WITH my clothes staying on -- just turn it into a mini-quest aimed at my phone only (even if you don't put any reward). Loot chest rewards wouldn't hurt either though if you have any more risque requests. I'll read and seriously consider all offers, but I might say no if something takes me out of my comfort zone. I'm not showing my privates no matter the reward. I'm sorry, truly I am, but I just really don't want everybody I've ever known to see me naked. Forgive me? Anyway, until I get some requests I'm going to dance for a little while. I can't have music playing without luring people here, but I can still keep rhythm."
Pixie then began a full dancing regiment for the cameras, with plenty of hip shaking, twirling, and some teasing using her skimpy outfit of a spaghetti string top and high shorts. Clearly Pixie had practice with sexy dance moves in front of a mirror, because she was moving like a pro. The only questions are whether or not any request quests would pop up, and whether or not her efforts would be enough to save her.
Elsewhere, Virgin and Holy Roller were panicking as well, especially Virgin. Neither of them had any eliminations, and neither of them had done a damn thing all contest. The highlights of the two girls combined efforts was Holy Roller running away from Ninja and Virgin tackling a dildo.
Virgin whimpered "Oh my God, what are we going to do? They're going to pick one of us as the loser, probably me since I never even left this room!"
Holy Roller snapped "Ok first off, God's name in vain! Don't do that again or else you will risk rather than prevent exactly what you fear as your punishment."
Virgin sheepishly replied "You're right, sorry! Sorry Lord!"
Holy Roller continued "Secondly, you are correct that we haven't done very much, but from the sound of that video there are a whole mess of girls also hiding and not doing much. If the losers were that obvious he would've just sent that woman after us and been done with it. That means we still have a chance. You just have to not lose faith."
Virgin nodded "...Ok. So now what? What do we do now to make sure we don't lose?"
Holy Roller prayed for a second to find guidance, standing up once an idea hit her. She walked over to the teacher's desk while answering "Something drastic, but necessary. The boys watching this will only be satisfied with lustful content. They are lost to animal desires right now, single-minded in their hunger and caring for nothing else. There is no other choice, we are going to have to play along with what they wish to see if we want to escape a far worse fate at that tormentor's hands"
Virgin's eyes went wide as she muttered "But...but what kind of lustful content?" Virgin looked at the dildo on the ground, shuddering in fear from the implication.
Holy Roller responded as she looted the teacher's desk "The fair kind. Rather than ask us both to degrade ourselves...or, Heaven forbid, each other...we will play a naughty game until we reach the final ten. I happen to know that the woodshop teacher has something here which he confiscated from that idiot Billy the other day"
Virgin asked nervously "...Which is?"
The church girl pulled out a deck of playing cards as she answered "Strip poker. We will play strip poker until one of us loses completely, or until the final 10, whichever comes first. It's the only way that we won't get voted out"
Virgin's mouth dropped as she blushed and gasped "Bwaaaah?"
***JROTC vs Fighter Conclusion***
Fighter was extremely tired. Both girls were, but the difference between army cardio training and what Fighter was used to doing was clearly a sizable one. JROTC had manged to gain a little bit of an upper hand, moving into half guard position for a little while to work body shots. Fighter transitioned back into full guard, with JROTC now located between her legs in essentially the missionary position. This position is useful in Jiu Jitsu for the combatant on her back to protect herself from harm as well as to potentially catch her offensive opponent off-guard with a submission hold. For everyone watching at home, however, it looked like JROTC was dry-humping Fighter. JROTC continued with short punches to Fighter's ribs to knock the breath out of her.
Unfortunately for JROTC her punch rhythm had become too predictable. Fighter timed a counter grab right as a punch was incoming, snapping her legs around JROTC's neck and shoulder with the punching arm trapped forward. After a couple more seconds of adjusting, Fighter locked a triangle choke in tightly. A triangle choke is a finishing move where a girl cuts off oxygen to an opponent using her legs wrapped around their neck with an arm forward. It puts pressure on that artery and makes an enemy black out very quickly. JROTC had her face buried deep into Fighter's crotch region as she struggled to escape her fate. Were it not for the super-thin spandex boyshorts in the way, she would be eating Fighter right now. JROTC never gave up and never tapped out, but she still went completely unconscious and went to sleep between Fighter's legs. The MMA match was over. Fighter won.
Fighter released the chokehold and rolled JROTC over on her back. While JROTC was starting to regain consciousness, Fighter pulled the girl's uniform pants and panties down and off in one movement. Next Fighter pushed the woozy girl's knees upwards and apart, exposing JROTC's fuzzy pussy completely. With one quick picture taken, JROTC was finally defeated and eliminated.
Fighter rolled over on her side to catch her breath now. She watched as Benedict's boys came in through the cage gate, and was surprised to watch them strip the waking-up JROTC of the rest of her clothing before hauling her away. JROTC attempted to fight back, or at least cover up her tits and pussy with her hands, but she was prevented from doing either by the two large men holding her arms and pulling her away. She made eye contact with several of the cameras as she walked away and was embarrassed to realize that the whole world can see her naked. She knew this was going to be impossible to ever live down, especially when she finally joined the army.
As JROTC was hauled away, the extremely tired Fighter also noticed one other person nearby and it took a few seconds to register who that was. Secretly watching the last several minutes of the fight, Gamer was ready to make her move now that it was over. Gamer knew without a shadow of a doubt that Fighter at 100% could take on 10 Gamers on a team. A video game player vs a competition combat athlete would be a smackdown. She thought to herself "She's tired now. I have a stungun and chloroform. This is the only chance I'll ever get to actually beat her. This may be the only chance ANYBODY in this contest has of beating Fighter. Besides, I have to get an elimination ASAP to avoid LARPer coming after me. Fighter was the overwhelming favorite to win in betting odds though, and for good reason. This is going to be a Dark Souls level boss fight. I am ready. I rise to challenges. I take on hard mode, every time. I am elite. I can do this!"
Fighter quickly rose to her feet again, ready to battle her new challenger. The intensity of her eyes made it clear that she was not going down easily. She growled "Come on, then!"
Gamer took a deep breath, looked at the ripped and toned arms, legs, and abs of this warrior in front of her, and then Gamer defiantly yelled out "LEEROOOOOOOY JENKINS!!!!" as she charged into battle.
Only 14 ladies are left. Either Fighter or Gamer will fall next, but which will it be? To be continued in Part 17