Bimbo vs. Bimbo (Cheesecake&Maiesiobreed)

[Cheesecake]

She was desperate. She had to be. There was no other explanation for why she was doing this. The dark-haired Olivia Anderson had heard about this game-show, and the prospect of coming rich was too good to turn down. She had applied and met the producers, who seemed to agree that she was just the desperate kind of person that they were looking for. A woman who would willingly degrade and humiliate herself for the sake of money... and for the viewers entertainment. To be honest, she had no idea what the game-show was actually about, except that it carried an 18+ age rating which limited it to late-night time slots.

In the dressing room, they handed her a leotard and a pair of high heels, and ordered her to get changed in to them. The producers (who were all male) did not give her enough time to finish, and because of the lack of lock on the door, they stormed in and watched her naked form climb in to the tight pink leotard, and the pink heels that matched. Her cheeks were red, but she told herself if she was embarrassed by two guys watching her get naked... what was she going to be like during the filming?

She wasn't the kind of girl that always wore tight things and high heels, so she almost stumbled down the hallway towards the game-show stage. When she opened the door, the bright lights caught her off guard and she put her hand up to block some of the shine, and before she knew it they had led her to one of two stools in the middle. The other one was empty, although she figured that her rival would be occupying it very soon.

The host was already on set, standing talking to who Olivia assumed was important members of the production crew. She was tall, with big blonde hair like it had came straight out of an 80s video. Her breasts were clearly fake, ballooning out at what appeared to be something along the lines of an F-cup. In fact, her entire body seemed to be borderline perfect. At least, in a distorted, cartoony sort of way. Olivia had never seen a woman with hips so wide before. She wore a sleeveless red mini dress, which struggled to cope with her full figure. The host eventually came over to Olivia, and looked around. At this close proximity, Olivia could confidently say the woman was in her early thirties at least, but was still a very nice looking woman.

"Looking lovely, my dear. But where-oh-where is contestant number two?"

 

[Maiesiobreed]

“Oh my fucking god, I really hope college is worth all this bullshit,” Christy said to herself as she looked at the outfit laid out on the dressing room seat for her. She stared at it, cocking her head to the side, as she contemplated actually WEARING this thing on national television.

Christy was far from a prude, as the 24-year-old redhead had been around the block a few times. The 5’6 girl was never lacking attention from men (or women for that matter), most likely because of her carefully crafted and sculpted body. She spent hours at the gym each week, carefully keeping her body trim and athletic, never more than an ounce of fat appearing on her lovely frame.

But, despite her beauty, she was flat broke. She possessed neither the intellect nor the skill to lift herself out of her current life rut, but she had decided that college was the answer for her. Unfortunately, college cost money, tens of thousands of dollars a year for books, room and board, everything that you needed to succeed in an academic setting. The several hundred dollars she had in her dwindling bank account would not unlock any new opportunities for her, so when a friend pointed her in the direction of the craigslist ad looking for contestants for a “popular” game show, she had jumped on it. $1 million in prizes? Who wouldn’t be interested.

However, it was immediately clear through the interview process that this wasn’t a regular game show. All of the questions were embarrassingly sexual, asking her preference for male or females, her favorite sex positions, what her sexual experiences had been, how large her breasts were (a lovely 34C, she had thought to herself) and her willingness to compete against another woman for money in front of a national audience.

Apparently she had been good enough, as she received a call to be on the first show. She had signed a multitude of contracts, and all questions she had asked about the show were deflected or answered with vague responses…she knew it would be a physically challenging show with contestants being punished for failing, but that was about it.

That’s what brought her back to the dressing room. She looked at a very snug purple leotard with matching heels. She had been ordered to strip and change into the “uniform” and be on stage in five minutes. She sighed and stripped down, pulling the leotard on and stepping into the heels. Her body was bare, all features perfectly shown through the stretchy think material.

Groaning to herself, she walked out of the dressing room to the stage, aware that the all male crew was staring gleefully at her firm behind and ample cleavage.

“I’m here, I’m here,” she said to the host and a woman who was dressed in the same outfit, only in pink. It was obviously her competition and she sized her up…. “Woah…” she said, seeing the silicon valley that was the host of the show.
“Are we going to get some answers soon or…” she said, but was interrupted as the lights were turned on, the music began, and a crowd of hundreds (that she had not noticed before) started to cheer loudly.

 

[Cheesecake]

With the lights and music, the show had now officially began. There was no turning back now. She knew she was making a mistake, she knew she'd be embarrassed but she just had to swallow her pride (hopefully that wasn't the only thing she'd be swallowing!) and hope to god that none of her family or friends were going to be watching this. Usually, it was common for people to tell everyone they knew that they were going to be on TV... Olivia couldn't do any more to hide it. She wasn't even sure what network it was going to be on (although she was hoping it was one of the more obscure cable channels), so that at least meant her mum wouldn't be watching... right?

"Hello...! And welcome to Bimbo vs. Bimbo!... the new game show that pits two desperate, pathetic sluts against one another to see which one of them is the biggest bimbo!"

Yes, this was definitely a bad idea, thought Olivia. She hadn't even known the name of the show (they had kept it very quiet) until the host shouted it out to the cheering audience of perverts and sickos. The host introduced herself as 'Mandy Burrows', but Olivia didn't recognise the name. However, it definitely looked as if they had picked the right host for the job... you could be easily mistaken for thinking that there were three bimbos on the stage right now. She wondered how many men she had slept with to get this job.

Mandy then turned her attention from the audience to the 'bimbos', as the crowd went quiet. Olivia was so nervous, she almost wet herself before the game even began. Mandy, meanwhile, seemed to be taking great pleasure out of what was happening to them.

"Our first contestant is Miss Olivia Anderson. Twenty-six years old. Four previous sexual partners, all of which have been men. It also says here that two years ago she cheated on her boyfriend of three months with what she describes as 'a big mistake she wished never happened'. I think we all know Olivia that that was you just being a big, drunken whore... don't we agree folks?"

The crowd cheered in almost universal fashion, nearly taking the roof right off. Olivia was wishing for the roof to fall back down on top of her. The production crew had clearly done their homework, and had researched nearly every single bit of her history... tracking down ex-partners and finding out every juicy secret she had. She tried to defend herself, but Mandy kept up her routine.

"Olivia was also a bit dumb in school, and has been lying to her friends and family for years that she passed her maths exam in her final year. In fact, she only received a 35% score when her class average was 81%! I guess you should have been studying instead of sucking off Ryan Thompson in the boys toilets, huh?"

Another cheer. An even deeper red on her cheeks. Then Mandy moved on to the next contestant...

 

[Maiesiobreed]

"Wow....you really are a slut." Christy said joyously as she listened to Mandy prattle on about embaressing statistics that her competitor Olivia seemed to have told them in the interview session. But wait a minute...if they were using the information that Olivia had told them in private...then what was stopping them from also....

"Oh poor Christy! You think she's a slut? Well lets give our audience and our viewers at home a sneak peak into your personal life as well!" Mandy said to the applause of the audience.

"Christy here has topped out at 16 sexual partners, with a breakdown of 10 men and six girls, obviously she doesn't have much of a hangup about being with women as well as men! Her favorite sexual position is doggie style and she seems to enjoy it quite often, isn't that great everyone!"

"One of the best nights of her life, Christy told our backstage producers, was when she was able to seduce and bed her best girlfriend of 15 years....when she was 8 months pregnant no less! When Christy's friend had the baby and wanted her to be a part of their lives, Christy callously told them that she was just looking to get laid that night and too not call her anymore!" Mandy said, sneering at the horrified red head.

Fuck...how did they figure that out?

"Luckily for you if you enjoy pregnancy this show is the one for you! We won't go into too many specifics, we'll just let you see for yourselves when the time comes," Mandy said into the microphone. "As for her smarts, Christy possesses a whopping IQ of an average 100 score. She overcompensates for her lack of intelligence by putting others down to make her seem smarter. Sounds about right, doesn't it ladies and gentlemen?"

"Oh and ladies, we have a nice surprise for you. We contacted several members of your family and some friends of yours and offered them free tickets to tonights show! All of them agreed to watch you two degrade each other for money and fabulous prizes! They have all said that they hope you two learn a valuable lesson about humanity from the show!"

Christy EEPED loudly as a spotlight was shone on a luxury box in the studio audience. Her sister, mother and father, and clique of best friends were smiling and applauding her. They seemed happy that she was on the show.

"WELL LETS GET TOO IT! IT'S TIME FOR....!" Mandy yelled into the microphone, and every single member of the audience yelled back in unison.

"BIMBO VS. BIMBO!"

With the lights and music, the show had now officially began. There was no turning back now. She knew she was making a mistake, she knew she'd be embarrassed but she just had to swallow her pride (hopefully that wasn't the only thing she'd be swallowing!) and hope to god that none of her family or friends were going to be watching this. Usually, it was common for people to tell everyone they knew that they were going to be on TV... Olivia couldn't do any more to hide it. She wasn't even sure what network it was going to be on (although she was hoping it was one of the more obscure cable channels), so that at least meant her mum wouldn't be watching... right?

"Hello...! And welcome to Bimbo vs. Bimbo!... the new game show that pits two desperate, pathetic sluts against one another to see which one of them is the biggest bimbo!"

Yes, this was definitely a bad idea, thought Olivia. She hadn't even known the name of the show (they had kept it very quiet) until the host shouted it out to the cheering audience of perverts and sickos. The host introduced herself as 'Mandy Burrows', but Olivia didn't recognise the name. However, it definitely looked as if they had picked the right host for the job... you could be easily mistaken for thinking that there were three bimbos on the stage right now. She wondered how many men she had slept with to get this job.

Mandy then turned her attention from the audience to the 'bimbos', as the crowd went quiet. Olivia was so nervous, she almost wet herself before the game even began. Mandy, meanwhile, seemed to be taking great pleasure out of what was happening to them.

"Our first contestant is Miss Olivia Anderson. Twenty-six years old. Four previous sexual partners, all of which have been men. It also says here that two years ago she cheated on her boyfriend of three months with what she describes as 'a big mistake she wished never happened'. I think we all know Olivia that that was you just being a big, drunken whore... don't we agree folks?"

The crowd cheered in almost universal fashion, nearly taking the roof right off. Olivia was wishing for the roof to fall back down on top of her. The production crew had clearly done their homework, and had researched nearly every single bit of her history... tracking down ex-partners and finding out every juicy secret she had. She tried to defend herself, but Mandy kept up her routine.

"Olivia was also a bit dumb in school, and has been lying to her friends and family for years that she passed her maths exam in her final year. In fact, she only received a 35% score when her class average was 81%! I guess you should have been studying instead of sucking off Ryan Thompson in the boys toilets, huh?"

Another cheer. An even deeper red on her cheeks. Then Mandy moved on to the next contestant...

 

[Cheesecake]

When the revelation that her friends and family were in the studio, egging on her humiliation, Olivia put her hands up to her face and covered as much of her face as possible. Not that that was going to do any favours, and she quickly put them back by her side, clutching the sides of the stool, her tight grip not letting go for anything. So much for trying to get through this without bringing any attention to it, now Olivia was never going to live this down. And the problem was she had absolutely no idea what was in store for her.

However, she had been listening in to what the host said to Christy. Something about pregnancy. What did she mean by that? Oh, why couldn’t she have read the small print, or actually found out what this show was really about before she signed the contract? Why did she have to be so bloody greedy.

Round 1.

“To kick start the show, our Bimbos are going to do a little excercising to warm themselves up. Follow me, ladies.” Mandy said, motioning for them to walk to the other side of the stage where a pair of identical exercise bikes were positioned side-by-side, facing the audience obviously. However, right away, Olivia could see the little (or should that be big) addition they had made to the bike machine. On the seat, poking up vertically was the largest dildo she had ever seen. And it was obvious what had to be done.

“You look a little worried at the size of the dildo, Olivia!” Mandy giggled (followed by a few laughs from about a dozen members of the audience), stroking the lubed dildo with a freshly-gloved hand. “Although I’m sure Christy’s probably did this a million times before!” She gave the two women on either side of her a slap on the rear, letting them know it was time to climb on to the bike machines. Olivia hesitated a little, swallowing some nerves and giving a faint glance at the VIP box, where her three older sisters and mother were sitting (not to mention a dozen friends).

She hovered above the dildo and fingered the crotch piece of the leotard out of the way (it was tight, and the costume department had deliberatly gave them a size too small) before closing her eyes and beginning to slide down. She seemed to struggle a little once she got half way, but her lips gave out a loud gasp as she felt herself finally reach the bottom of the dildo. And this was only round one!

“The game lasts for five minutes. Your target speed is 15mph. For every second that you spend cycling slower than 15mph, that little dildo inside of you begins to expand. The loser is the Bimbo who spent more time going less than 15mph. All set?”

 

[Maiesiobreed]

"Exercize....what do you mean exercize?" Christy said out loud as the two girls were lead over to a side stage as the crowd laughed. They knew what was going to happen, as most of them were avid viewers of Bimbo Vs. Bimbo and knew that round 1 was always something special. When Christy saw the exercize bikes she gasped....dildos?! What the fuck was this about? Her mouth was agape as she looked at one of the largest dildos she had ever seen sticking straight up from the seat of the bike. It had to be at least a foot long and four inches wide...and why was hers black while Olivia's was white?

"Hey...I don't use one this big" Christy said blushing fiercely as she realized what had slipped out of her mouth. The audience roared in laughter as she positioned herself on the machine. Gasping, she slowly slid herself down on the organ, the ridges tickling the walls of her very sensitive pussy. At least they had the courtesy to at least lube the thing up before she had been impaled by it, she thought to herself, as she bit her lip, trying to not moan already.

"Well ladies this is it, round 1, welcome to Bimbo vs. Bimbo! 3...2....1.....GO!" Mandy cried out and Christy saw a large clock with the number 5:00 on it begin to cycle down. She started to peddle, looking at the odometer and seeing the needle creep up to 15 mph. At 4:30 she knew she was in trouble. She was wriggling and writhing on the seat of the bicycle, the motion of her peddling was sending her body up and down on the dildo. She was biting her lip so hard but at 4:00 she let out one of the loudest moans she had ever given...she was so wet she was practically gushing over the dildo. A cameraman zoomed in on the dildo pounding in and out of her poor pussy, sending it to the big screen in the arena.

"Oh godddd oh goddddddd unnghhhhhhhhhhh nooooooo" She cried out, her pussy clenching down and her body shuddering in one of the most tremendous orgasms she ever had.

"Oh it's the first orgasm of the day for these bimbos, but surely not the last! Is that all you have Christy? This might be a fairly easy win for Olivia!" Mandy cried out as she walked over to the red headed slut on the machine.

As she was quivering and trying to recover, the needle on the odometer crept below 15 mph...and the dildo started to swell. It was pushing her apart, her pussy spread apart farther than she had ever gone before. It was only 2:30 and Christy found herself struggling to even peddle at this point, a second, a third, even a fourth orgasm rolling over her horribly sensitive body. She abandoned peddling all together, just bucking her hips up and down on the dildo as the crowd roared their approval at her sluttiness. She couldn't believe she was doing this, fucking herself mercilessly on the dildo in front of hundred in the studios and millions on tv, but she couldn't stop!

BZZZZZZZZ!!! "That's it! The end of round 1. Christy, you can stop fucking yourself on that dildo now," Mandy said, as Christy found the dildo taken off the bike by a stage hand. "You only last two and a half minutes at a speed of 15 mph! You also orgasmed 6 times, almost a record for the first round! Well done! Lets see how your competitor did...."

Christy could only hope that Olivia had done worse...

 

[Cheesecake]

It was the longest five minutes of Olivia's life. She didn't think it got any more degrading than this, but then again, the woman had never seen an episode of Bimbo vs. Bimbo before. This could have been softcore compared to what was in store for them later on, yet she didn't want to think about the possibilities right now. All she could think about was who she was doing this in front of. Her mum. Her sisters. Her friends. And they were all egging her on, not that she could hear what they were saying of course. But every time she looked up, her friends were grinning and clapping, obviously taking great enjoyment that their friend was humiliating herself. She'd show them! She'd win this prize money and none of them were getting a penny of it.

She was grunting in exhaustion, and cursed the decision she had made a few months ago to quit going to the gym. On a normal day, this 'challenge' would have been a walk in the park. But the presence of the massive dildo, as well as the studio audience and glaring cameras, was making this extremely difficult. However, she was taking solace in the fact that her opponent was clearly struggling with the task. It didn't take much longer for Olivia to join Christy in having an orgasm... hers coming about thirty seconds after. Like Christy, the cameras got a nice close-up of the action zones, and gave a nice portrait of her orgasming face on the big screen.

As the half-way point passed, she had screamed out with another orgasm and quit peddling temporarily. At that point, both women seemed to have gave up, which caused the audience to begin cheering for one of them to start peddling again, betting amongst themselves to see who would actually manage to continue.

A third orgasm exploded inside of the dark-haired whore, as the dildo's expansion halted. She didn't even want to know how big it was now, she could feel herself torn apart by this intruding object but she knew she had to start peddling again. Blindly lifting her arms, she grabbed the handles of the bike and slowly resumed... somehow managing a miracle and returning to the speed of 15.5mph for the final ten seconds, just as the buzzer went and finished the round.

Olivia wanted to cry as she was lifted off the exercise bike. She couldn't stand up in her high heels, and Mandy had an arm round her to keep her from falling down. The host had pulled Christy over as well, standing between the two leotard-clad woman. "Well... I think we all agree that that was the most intense round of exercise we've ever had on Bimbo vs. Bimbo! I think both of our whores forgot they were supposed to be peddling half way through!"

Mandy turned to Christy. "And the winner of that round... by a clear margain... is Olivia! Which means our little whore Christy is the first one to get bimbofied!"

 

[Maiesiobreed]

“Grrrrr…well this is only round 1 so whatever. What exactly is going to happen to me now, do I have to say something stupid or do something stupid?” Christy said into the microphone as her body was still coming down from the “exercise” she had received just minutes before. She couldn’t believe her body had betrayed her like that, orgasming again and again, in front of her parents and friends no less! But she was down, she was losing, and she would have to pull it together if she wanted to beat that bitch Olivia.

“Well Christy, haha, you’ve obviously never seen our show! Lets move you over here to the Bimbo Throne and we can get you hooked up. Our stagehands will monitor your body and make sure that you’re not going through too much stress through the changes, we wouldn't want your little heart to explode on stage now would we?”

Mandy said, laughing as the stagehands led Christy over to a weird looking pink chair. Confused, she let them sit her down and start hooking up monitors and electric sensors to her body, which all led to various machines off stage designed to track her every change.
“But…but what is this? What is going to happen to me?” Christy said, starting to get more and more nervous now.

“It’s the Bimbo Throne my little slut! You obviously didn’t read the fine print of our show contracts, funny how nobody ever seems to do that,” Mandy said, grinning to the crowd as they laughed. “And this is a very special Maternity version of Bimbo Vs. Bimbo tonight! We’ve never tried this before, so just sit tight and hopefully nothing truly horrible will happen to you!”

Maternity version? What? Christy would have scratched her head in confusion if they weren’t tied down to the Throne.
“Ok everyone, lets do this! 3…2…1…BIMBO!” Mandy yelled out and signaled to one of the stage hands. The man threw a switch and a wave of electricity washed over Christy, making her black out for a few moments.

The crowd….the crowd was cheering louder than it had ever cheered before on the history of Bimbo Vs. Bimbo. But Christy didn’t know that. In fact, she hardly heard the crowd cheering at all. She was far too preoccupied with what had happened to her…

Her breasts were huge. She hadn’t been exactly “small” before the competition had started, but now this was just obscene. She stared wordlessly down at her now enormous chest, well past the D-cup range, bordering on the obscene EE cup range. They were held snuggly in by her leotard and were practically gravity defying, jutting out form her body like two huge torpedoes. But unfortunately for her, that wasn’t her biggest concern.

No, her BIGGEST concern was what was holding up her gigantic rack. Her hands moved, tremblingly, down to the bump that had formed where her six-pack abs had previously been. They were replaced with a gravid mound, jutting out from her body, a soft swell that started just above her crotch and rounded out finally below her breasts. She was…fat? But her stomach didn’t feel flabby, in fact the bump was rather hard and firm, almost like….

::kick kick:: Something moved inside of her. SOMETHING MOVED!

“I’M PREGNANT?! YOU MADE ME PREGNANT!?” Christy screamed as the crowd went into an absolute conniption. This was a new twist on Bimbo vs. Bimbo and something they had never seen before.

“Yes Christy, I told you this was a special maternity version of Bimbo vs. Bimbo. Currently, you are a five month along mum to be! That lovely bump will be with you for the rest of the competition, and I think it won’t be staying that small for very long! Before we begin the next round, lets see how much weight our new pregnant bimbo has gained! We’ll be monitoring this for the rest of the game show! Prior to her being with child, Christy weighed in at 108 lbs soaking wet. Lets see what she’s up to now.”

Christy was led by a stagehand to a scale and she climbed on, groaning as she couldn’t see the numbers below her huge breasts and equally huge pregnant bump.

“Ladies and gentlemen, Christy now weight 145 pounds! That’s a lot of breasts and a whole lot of belly!”

“What?! No way, I gained…uhh,” Christy said, trying to do the math. “I gain 37 lbs?! I’m a cow!”

“No my dear, you’re not a cow, you’re a pregnant bimbo!”

 

[Cheesecake]

They were going to turn them pregnant!? How was that even possible!? Olivia wanted to ask, wanted to demand answers about how they could suddenly grow breasts like they were balloons, and how they could conceive a child by merely sitting on what they called 'The Bimbo Throne' but she knew that she wouldn't get any answers. She could bet that the men who were doing all the magic behind the scenes were loving every minute of it, and were probably even getting off at the prospect of embarrassing these women with unbelievable science.

Olivia closed her eyes and took some deep breaths, trying to keep herself calm. She had won the first round, and she just hoped that her opponent kept on doing the same again. If everything went well, then that would mean nothing bad like that would ever happen to Olivia, right?

The two women were then taken back to the stools that they had originally sat on at the beginning of the game-show. Olivia couldn't take her eyes off of Christy, who was a stark contrast to Olivia's thin build. Surely, she couldn't get any bigger? She wouldn't be able to walk in those heels if they made her any more pregnant or gave her any more of a boob job!

"Looks like our contestants are more than aware of the rules and what's at stake now, so they'll be even more desperate to win the next round!" Mandy stood behind Christy, and began giving her huge breasts a thorough squeeze from behind, her finger tips ticking at her nipples. When she pulled away, she signalled for the stage hands to come on with the next props, which appeared to be knitting utensils, and a large supply of wool on a trolley. The trolley was wheeled between the two stools, while the knitting needles were thrust in to each girl's hands. However, at the end of each needle was a thin wire which disappeared in to the back of the trolley... what was inside the trolley was hidden from view.

"We heard that both of you are quite the talented knitters, so that should come in handy during this next game!" Mandy crouched down in front of the trolley, to where a switch was located. She pressed it, and stood back up to the sound of Olivia suddenly making a small moaning noise. "The needles are connected to our 'sex machine', which sends enough juice through your body that very soon those leotard crotches will be soaking wet!" Mandy then held up what the pattern which they were to knit. "Just make sure you don't drop the needles, or you get an extra visit to the Bimbo Throne regardless if you lose the round or not!"

Mandy stepped forward, raising her hands as the audience prepared to cheer. "Any questions? Didn't think so!" She gave the contestants zero time to reply. "3... 2... 1... GO!"

 

[Maiesiobreed]

“This is freaking ridiculous” Christy groaned to herself as she teetered over to the stool, her very high heels not offering her the easiest way to walk. She was trying to get used to her new center of gravity, her porno actress sized breasts and pregnant belly were throwing her off something awful. She put her hands on her lower back and walked carefully and sat down, grateful for the break. She couldn’t believe she was with child, she just couldn’t believe it. She had to slap her hands away from her belly, she had taken to rubbing it stereotypically like every other pregnant woman she had seen.

“What, you’ve never seen one of these before?” Christy said, sneering to Olivia, who was blatantly staring at her. “There’s no way I lose the next round, this is your future, get a good look.”

She let out a loud moan and blushed again, feeling Mandy’s hands playing with her enlarged and painfully swollen nipples. She was shocked back into reality when she saw the needles being wheeled out to them…but what were they attached too?

The stagehands placed two of the knitting needles in her hands and when Mandy turned on the machine she started to wriggle her hips…jolts of electricity were traveling through her body and they were quite pleasant, she was sopping wet in no time.

“Wait…I have a question….UNNGHHHHHH FUCKKKKKK ME” She cried out as the round started and the sensations became even more intense. She was knocked for a loop, not ready, and an “official bimbo orgasm” counter showed the number 1. Fuck, she was already behind and the round had just started!

She tried to concentrate, oh lord did she try. Her hands were knitting a sweater as fast as she could, the yarn flowing down over her enlarged bump. She would have been the picture of motherhood, if not for the guttural moans of pleasure that were leaping out of her mouth. She couldn’t stop it! The pleasure was just too intense as she was grinding her pussy into the stool, like a dog in heat.
Of course her baby started to kick and writhe in her, making her stomach move and bumps show along the leotard of where the child was kicking. It was all so intense, she tried to hold out but….

“UNGHHHHHHHH OH CHRIST!” She cried out, the number 2 now appearing on her orgasm counter. She tried to concentrate, holding onto the needles like grim death, not even looking over at her opponent.

The round went on and on, it felt like an eternity, but after what was probably just 5 minutes a loud buzzer went off. Covered in sweat, her leotard soaked through with her pussy juices and leaking milk from her breasts, Christy looked up at the counter, utterly defeated. In five minutes she had 6 orgasms, all from knitting! It was so embaressing.

“Well lets see how our mom to be did on this challenge. 6 orgasms, no dropped needles, and a quarter of a finished sweater! Not bad for this visibly pregnant bimbo!” Mandy said, patting the girls bump. The child kicked her back, HARD, sending her over the edge into another orgasm. She practically melted in her stool, fuck she was so sensitive. “Oh wait, I guess it was 7! I did forget to mention that the stretched skin on your stomach is almost like another clit now. The more stretched you become, the more sensitive it will be! A little added perk for you!”

“But that’s not fair! That’s not what happens to real pregnant women!” Christy cried out, but her pleas fell on deaf ears. All she could hope was that we opponent had faired worse or it was back to the Bimbo Throne for another round of changes.

 

[Cheesecake]

Olivia had cursed a million-and-one swear words to herself when she completely fluffed the knitting in the opening seconds. Her hands had been shaking, she was so nervous about losing this challenge and the fact that she hadn't knit in god-knows-how-long. Her left hand went limp as she dropped the needle on to her lap, which brought on the sudden realisation that she was going to be in the Bimbo Throne regardless if she won this round or not. An eruption of cheering blocked out any other sounds, and it looked as if Christy hadn't noticed that her opponent had dropped one of her needles. She was obviously far too concerned about her own attempt... not to mention the fact that this woman seemed to be one big orgasm machine.

Orgasm number one happened quickly, taking her off guard through a combination of the strange sensation that was going through her, and that sitting on this stool was causing the leotard to ride up inside of her, rubbing against her cunt... still tender from it's pounding earlier.

Orgasms two and three were almost a double-barrel, firing off almost one directly after the other. It caused her to drop the needles again, receiving another round of sarcastic applause. She was a mess, she was loosing it and what was worse... she had next to nothing of the knitting done.

Orgasm four was the loudest, which Mandy picked up on. The dark-haired whore cried out in a mixture of shame and pleasure, halting her knitting once more as she released more of her own juices. Her crotch was soaking, the stool was soaking, and yet she still kept on going. "Ugh.... ugh... ugh..." She heavily panted, stumbling through the next few rows of her sweater with little success. And just like Christy on the exercise machine, Olivia had completely abandoned her attempt to knit anymore. While she kept the needles in her hands (she was too scared to drop them, in fear of further transformation in to a pregnant bimbo) she leaned forward and parted her legs, moaning and groaning, nearly begging with her body to stop cumming.

Six. Seven. EIGHT orgasms! The last minute cemented her position in last place, so it was no surprise when Mandy got excited that both women were now going to be pregnant.

"And we've got ourselves a loser. It's Olivia!" A scream of unison from the viewers. "You know what that means, Olivia!"

"No! Please, no! I can't do it, I don't wanna play anymore!" She was dragged to the Bimbo Throne like a mad woman being institutionalised, kicking and screaming. They strapped her down and buckled a ball gag in her mouth to stop her from making any more noises. It didn't stop her, yet the only sounds she now made were pathetic muffled grunts.

Olivia's visit was double the length due to her failing the needle challenge and also dropping them. Like Christy, her belly began to expand. It grew and grew, far exceeding the size which her opponent's had. She was definitely seven or eight months pregnant now. But it didn't stop there. Her tits began to stretch against the spandex leotard, while her previously shapeless behind had now grown just a little, adding wonderful curves which the poor woman did not want.

Then came the humiliating weigh-in. The gag was taken out, her bonds were removed, and she was pulled over to the scales. As soon as she got to her feet, the woman almost collapsed in her high heels... only because of the stage hands did she remain standing. Unable to walk normally because of the added weight, she waddled on to the scale and closed her eyes in anticipation of the result.

"Ladies and gentlemen... Olivia has went from 105 lbs to 150 lbs, that's an impressive 45 lbs! Every body give the bimbo whore a round of applause!"

"I can't be pregnant..." She said, almost in a pathetic tone. "No... there's been a mistake." She pleaded, as she was taken back to stand next to Christy.

 

[Maiesiobreed]

"Oh there's been no mistake. At least I'm not the only mum to be on this show now" Christy said, laughing as she watched the girl waddle heavily back to her stool. She reached out and rubbed the girls stomach through her leotard. "You even weigh more than me, looks like you have a few months more than I do. Good luck with that."

"Now now ladies, take it easy. We don't want you two overheating, that was only the second round! We're going to give your overworked pussy's a bit of a break this round, but don't think that the consequences of losing will be any easier," Mandy said, smiling as technicians started to come out of backstage. They began by strapping some sensors to her overly swollen stomach, and Christy bit her lip to keep from moaning. Damnit, it really was so sensitive.

"This is a special round that will revolve around those babies in your bellies ladies! The technicians are hooking up sensors to those gravid mounds which will effectively count how many times the kid inside of you kicks over the span of five minutes. As any pregnant mother will tell you, kicking can be a wonderful thing, but what if we gave it a little added boost? When the round begins a flow of energy will be unleashed within your womb, making your children quite active. It's perfectly safe, just think of it as like giving a toddler a mountain dew! They'll have to work off that energy somehow, hopefully they'll lay off your bladders!"

"You can do anything that you think will help calm the baby down. Walking, or waddling in poor Olivia's case, rubbing, whatever your motherly instincts tell you what is right! The winner of the round will have the least kicks in the span of five minutes. Are you ladies ready? GOOD! 3...2...1....BIMBO!"

"But wait, how do I.....Oh MY GOD!" Christy said, as the timer began and the energy ran through her bump. Immediately, it felt as if a bomb went off in her stomach. The child, which had been calm up until then, was squirming and kicking fiercely in her, her stomach was moving rapidly as the "kick counter" shot up from zero to 15 in almost five seconds! Christy had to do something, so she hoisted her heavy body up off the stool, trying to walk and sway her stomach as best as she could in her heels to calm the baby. She rubbed her swollen stomach, trying to soothe her child, but nothing was working....and she felt a slow heat rising in her pussy. Fuck, were the kicks actually turning her on?! She tried to put them out of her mind as she tried a last ditch effort...

"Oh look at Christy there, she's employing a tried and true method of a lullaby! I'm not sure that's working though!" Mandy said, as a cameraman followed her walking around the stage.

"Go to sleep...go to sleep, go to sleep my little baby" Christy said through gritted teeth...but nothing was working. And the sexual heat was still rising...her knees went weak and she found herself on the ground, on her hands and knees, writhing in erotic glory as another orgasm washed over her slutty body.

"Oh that's new, she really is a slut ladies and gentleman!" Mandy said, as the buzzer sounded for the end of the round. The baby calmed down and Christy regained herself and stood up...she looked up at the counter. 305! 305 kicks! She could only hope that Olivia had as much trouble.

 

[Cheesecake]

Olivia didn't know what to do, she wasn't "mother" material, and couldn't even hold her baby niece without passing her back to her sister at the first opportunity. The rub that Christy gave her brought a surprised moan from her lips. It was true, their bellies were now ultra-sensitive to the slightest of touches and even a rub was like sticking two fingers up her pussy. The audience and Mandy could now tell that there was a sort of rivalry between the pair, although Olivia had yet to retaliate to Christy's taunting. Without a doubt, the producers would seek to make the most of this later on in the show.

Olivia kept seated, bracing herself as the countdown began. She was expecting a kick here and there, but it was nothing like she imagined. "Oh no... oh no..." She said to herself, both hands clutching her stomach in a pathetic attempt to calm the kicks. Yet it did nothing of the sort, and her "kick counter" rocketed passed Christy's. The score was 33-20 to Olivia, then 55-24, before she somehow managed to slow the baby's activity down. Christy's meanwhile, seemed to be on a mission to kick as fast and as hard as it could, and very soon seh had overtaken Olivia. The women's scores quickly approached the treble figures, and yet Olivia remained seated. Christy's technique, as Mandy pointed out, wasn't working. And with every kick of Olivia's baby, she was getting more and more turned on. Unlike Christy, however, Olivia was doing well to hold off any kind of humiliating orgasm.

Olivia knew that she had a disadvantage in this round, what with the baby being more developed than her opponent's. Was that how it worked? Olivia didn't actually know the science behind her magical, mysterious baby which had suddenly grown inside of her. Was it a real baby, and was it really much bigger than Christy's? It didn't help that her leotard was still soaked, and it was something she could have done without. Eventually, she got up off the seat and wandered in the opposite direction... the way she waddled still brought laughter from the crowd. It definitely wasn't funny to her!

"Come on... come on... stop kicking, please." She whispered to the baby in her belly, turning her back to the audience for a few moments. Somehow, it seemed to have worked... although a more logical reason would have been sheer coincidence. While Christy's final total rose to 305, Olivia somehow managed to stall hers at 240... finally stopping at 243. A considerable gap.

"Well... what a three rounds it's been, ladies and gentlemen! And as you can see, poor slutty Christy is the loser once again. I think she's starting to enjoy being a mom, don't you agree folks?" Predictably, the audience agreed with Mandy. They always seemed to.

 

[Maiesiobreed]

"What! 240 kicks, that's bull @#$%" Christy yelled out, looking at the counter. The crowd roared with laughter as Mandy came onstage, microphone in hand.

"Now now Christy, that is definitely not how mothers to be talk. We'd like to remind you that we are on television, and the FCC strongly prohibits the use of such foul language!" Mandy said, putting a hand on Christy's belly, which elicited another moan from the poor slutty girl. Mandy kept rubbing the girl's stomach as Christy tried to wriggle away, but the stagehands that had appeared had a firm grasp on her, letting the host have her way with the contestant before being sent to the Bimbo Throne. She gasped, another orgasm crashing through her body, as the far away ding of the orgasm counter echoed through the studio again.

"Now that's more like it. Enjoy your fate at the Bimbo Throne Christy....or maybe it should be called the Baby Throne for this round," Mandy said, which Christy didn't quite understand as she was strapped into the throne. Before she could ask what she had meant, the switch was thrown and the familiar sensation of electricity pounded through her body, changing her further.

Christy didn't pass out this time, but she wished she had. The crowd gasped when they saw her, but then burst into raucous applause, standing up and giving the show a tremendous ovation. She was gigantic! Her belly had swollen out about a foot and a half prior to what it had been before, topped off with a hugely erect outtie belly button that the spandex leotard showed off obscenely. It was as big as a thumb, for goodness sakes! Christy was helped up by the stagehands and waddled ever so slowly over to the stool again, her belly swaying to the left and to the right with each wobbly step.

"You.....you made me full term? What if I go into labor onstage?" Christy groaned into the microphone, one hand on her back adn the other trying to rub as much as she could of her stomach. Her stomach basically took up all of her lap now, forcing her legs to spread open a bit to accomodate it as her hips had spread as well.

"Oh that only happened once my dear and I don't think it will happen to you. You're only about six months along....WITH TWINS! Congratulations mommy!" Mandy said, as the crowd realized what had happened and freaked out again. Christy could just stare at the host, and then to her belly...there were two of them in there now? As if on cue she felt one kick at the bottom of her stomach and another at the top...it was true.

"Help her up gentlemen, it's time for the weigh in! We asked our audience members to punch in and guess exactly how much she weighs now, whoever is closest without going over will win some fabulous prizes, show their guesses!" Mandy said, and pointed to a big board. As Christy waddled up to the scale she groaned to herself, some peopel were guessing she was close to 200 lbs! "Up you go, why don't you read out the numbers for us dear?"

Christy looked down and blushed furiously, realizing she had been tricked. There was no possible way that she coudl see below her belly. "Go !@#$ yourself Mandy" She said, the censors beeping her again. Mandy just laughed this time and looked down.

"That twin really added the weight, as Christy is now up to 176 pounds! A perfectly healthy weight for a cow, I mean, a pregnant woman! We're going to take a quick break, so stay tuned for the next few rounds of BIMBO VS. BIMBO!"

176 lbs...that's all she could think about as the camera's turned off and she waddled backstage, Olivia reaching the area first. She was quickly sat down in a chair and a makeup artist came over to touch her up.

"What are you looking at Olivia...stop fucking staring at me," Christy hissed at her fellow competitor.

 

[Cheesecake]

Olivia was thankful to be backstage, although the damage had already been done. She couldn't even describe just how embarrassed she actually was, or what she felt about carrying a baby which had went from nothing to 8 months within the space of a minute. Being off the stage gave her time to think things over, to actually think about the situation she had got herself in. She wanted to cry, but as soon as Christy was put in the chair across from her, she put her brave face on. No. She wasnt' going to let this woman see her weak side. "Oh, I'm just looking at... what was it the host called you? A cow. Look at the size of you." She said, frowning a little. Sure, she was big as well but nowhere near as big as the woman in front of her.

Mandy came in just in time to defuse the situation, preventing it from reaching a war of words that could easily have went in to a physical fight. Not that these two women were capable of actually going at it. Neither were in any fit state to walk, let alone start knocking lumps out of one another.

"Girls... girls. Don't start fighting just yet. You've got a couple of babies to worry about, after all." Mandy said, with that stupid fake grin that she always had on her. "Both of you were great out there, I think you're our best contestants yet!"

Olivia hated the fact that this woman was talking about their predicaments as if it were normal to her. She was one to talk... she looked like a plastic barbie doll with all that cosmetic surgery. One of the make-up team came in with two fresh leotards, hanging them up on a hook on the wall. Olivia's fingers went up to her chest, where two large wet patches had formed on the exact spot where her nipples touched the leotard. "My nipples are leaking..." She muttered, while Mandy nodded.

"Yes. You see, both of you are now producing excess breast milk. Call it a side-effect of the boob jobs we gave you... as well as the extreme pregnancies you're both going through. You'll find it won't stop until, well, you get changed back to normal. If you get changed back to normal, that is. After all... everyone gets a prize on this show." She smirked, nodding at the boob and ass job, as well as the baby she had gotten.

"Now both of you get changed in to new leotards and behave! Don't make me gag you when we take you back on the stage." She said, helping Olivia get to her feet. The dark-haired contestant was a little uneasy at changing, not wanting to see what her naked body looked like. However, they had made sure to leave plenty of mirrors in the room so that where ever she looked, her new full body was on show. Climbing out of her leotard, she carefully began to pull the new one on... noticing that this one had a 'nice' little feature added to it now they were pregnant. A large, over-sized bow was attached to the back of the leotard in her opponent's colour. Olivia rolled her eyes, but began to have extreme difficulty putting the leotard on because of her new size. There was no way they were going to be able to put their new leotard on by themself.

"The two of you might want to help each other get changed." Mandy winked, leaving with the make-up department so the two women were left alone.

 

[Maiesiobreed]

"Yeah, you aren't exactly the thinnest person I have met around here missy, I believe that's a pregnancy you have there as well and this game can turn in a second. Don't think that I'm planning on losing anymore of these contests, you slut,' Christy said, smiling to herself as she reached out and rubbed the girls stomach, knowing that it would drive her wild. Before anything else could happen Mandy came in and gave them the spiel about being good little girls and saving it for the stage.

"Whatever Mandy, you're not the uber pregnant one with huge, leaky tits," Christy said to herself as she was handed the newest purple leotard. She was a bit worried now, especially after Mandy had told them that these changes could possibly be PERMANENT. She hadn't really thought about that, she had just figured that after the show was over they would both be changed back, she didn't think this stuff was going to be permanent. It was all the more reason to step up her game.

"What the hell is with these bows by the way?" She asked one of the stagehands, who just winked at her and rubbed her stomach. She gasped, it got her everytime, and she gritted her teeth in embaressment. She was humiliated, but not as humiliated as when she realized there was no way she was going to get this on by herself. She had managed to get out of it, standing naked there in the back room with Olivia....and she groaned to herself when she realized what they were going to have to do.

"Fuck...she's right. Unless we want to go out there naked I think we're going to have to help each other out," She said, as she waddled up behind Olivia. As she helped the other pregnant contestant get into her leotard, her popped out belly button rubbed against the girls stomach and she gasped in pleasure, her eyes almost rolling into the back of her head. It was even better than playing with her clit, she thought to herself helplessly as another orgasm rolled over her and another ding from the orgasm counter was heard offstage.

"Oh godddd me so horny, me so horny!" She cried out, realizing what she was saying before clasping her hands to her mouth, blushing furiously. "Fuck....fuck me I'm sorry about that. This thing is super sensitive" She said, embaressed as she looked at Olivia who now had her leotard on. "Can you help me get this on please?" She said, helplessly.

 

[Cheesecake]

Olivia couldn't stop herself from smiling when the now-familiar ding sounded. Christy was bleeding orgasms left, right and centre... and if she continued to do it then it would mean that Olivia had a much better chance of winning this thing. However, she raised her eyebrows when her opponent suddenly shouted out 'me so horny', which then caused Olivia to start sniggering. But just like she was asked, she decided to help Christy get in to her leotard. Unfortunately, the leotard had fallen on to the floor and Olivia sighed in frustration, knowing she was going to have to be the one to pick it up. Having a very large pregnant belly did not help the situation, nor did her having to adjust to her new breasts and ass. She squated down, grunting and groaning in her attempt to pick it up. Little did she know that the audience were watching everything she was doing.

When she had finally managed to pick it up, Olivia stood back up (again, with some difficulty) before holding it in front of Christy. "I bet you're going to look really cute with this big bow." She said sarcastically, helping the woman step in to the leotard and pulling the straps up over her shoulders. "Ugggghhhh..." She sighed, as their bodies touched again. "You're so... damn... b-big." Olivia complained, as the leotard was now extremely tight on both of them.

The sight of two heavily pregnant bimbos squeezing in to leotards, whilst helping one another was going down very well with the audience, but they were none the wiser. Eventually, Mandy returned and clapped her hands together. "Come on Bimbos, the audience is waiting. Oh... soaking wet already, are we?" She smiled, taking their hands and almost dragging them back on to the stage.

 

[Maiesiobreed]

"Yeah well it's not my fault I'm so big, that kick counter thing was rigged, it was baloney," She said, blushing as she was finally hoisted into her leotard. She did, indeed, look ridiculous. The purple leotard was stretched over her tremendously large stomach, her popped out belly button pushing obscenely through the material. At least when their bodies touched this time it was through the material of their leotards, but nonetheless Christy let out another moan. God damnit, who knew that pregnant women could get so horny, she thought to herself, as she put a hand on her back and one under her stomach.

"You have a bow too, it's not like our outfits are any fucking different," Christy said as the two started to walk, well, actually waddle down the hallway to the studio. Walking was nearly impossible for her now, the extra baby in her stomach was making her life extremely difficult. She found that the only way she could move was to spread her legs out wide, arch her back, and sway her stomach from side to side like a penguin. She mentally made a note not to ever laugh at a very pregnant woman ever again.

"Welcome back bimbos! It's time for the next round of Bimbo vs. Bimbo!" Mandy said, as the crowd cheered their return. Christy's mouth was agape as the noticed what was being shown on the big screen. It was her and Olivia helping each other get dressed, a highlight reel if you will. Her voice screaming "ME SO HORNY!" echoed out through the studio and the crowd was eating it up.

"Looks like you two had a great time back there, especially Christy. Me so horny? That's a new one, we've never had a white contestant say that before! It looks like you're really enjoying your time as a soon to be mum!" Mandy said, patting Christy's belly pitifully. She couldn't help but squirm a bit...damnit she really was a horny mess.

 

[Cheesecake]

If it was up to Olivia, they would have had an extra few hours in the back. After all, it felt like they had been given no time at all to get in to fresh leotards and actually get to sit down and think about the situation. Think about what had happened to their bodies, and the fact that they were both now heavily pregnant! The thought of possibly giving birth to whatever was in her stomach was scaring Olivia, but she couldn't think about it. Surely, they wouldn't actually have them give birth to a real baby, right? Her thoughts were all over the place, right now she had to focus on winning this game-show.

Olivia sniggered at the video of Christy shouting out 'me so horny', although her cheeks still burned as the two of them were shown trying to put each other's leotards on. They both looked ridiculous, and it didn't help that there was stupid music playing to it as well. The audience seemed to take great joy in watching it, and so did Mandy, who was already introducing them to the next challenge.

"As you two girls can see, we've set up a couple of challenges for you while you were off having some fun!" Mandy said in to the microphone, pointing her hand in the direction of two long benches parallel to one-another. However, there was something unique about these benches... and Olivia groaned to herself as she looked at it. Eight dildos were evenly spaced out along the wood, poking upwards. There also happened to be a noticeable increase in size with each dildo, ranging from small all the way to ridiculously huge. Olivia doubted that she could even fit on to the 4th or 5th dildo, let alone the 8th!

"The winner is the girl that gets all the way from one dildo to the other... I'm sure both girls orgasm counter is going to be 'dinging' like crazy on this one, folks!" Mandy grinned, as she rubbed Olivia's nipples through the leotard. Already, there were two large damp patches where milk had began to leak out, something which was causing major embarrassment to the contestant.

"You've got to ride the dildo until you the light at the end of the bench goes green, OK?" She asked, kissing both girls on the cheeks before telling them to get in to position.

 

[Maiesiobreed]

"Can you please turn that video off, I wasn't exactly in the correct mind when I was yelling it backstage," Christy said, groaning as her nipples poked ridiculously out of her leotard. She tried to pat her stomach to get whatever was in her to calm down from kicking, they were currently driving her crazy! Her pussy was already wet as she waddled back onstage, looking over at Olivia and groaning. Damnit, she was already at such a disadvantage, she was easily double the size of her competitor, she would have to win this next contest or she would certainly be screwed!

Oh boy, it looked like she would be screwed alright. She looked over at the benches that Mandy had just motioned too and they were covered in a row of huge dildos! The bigger ones were even black, a nice touch, she had to admit that.

"There's no way I can lose this one, you're going down," She said over to Olivia, as she snickered a bit as she saw the two very large wet spots appear on her leotard. At least she was experiencing the different symptoms of pregnancy, just like her.

"Hey, look out there!" She yelled at a stagehand as he reached underneath her huge belly and slit open the leotard, revealing her swollen, wet pussy to the world. Fuck, of course this is how they were going to do it, this was so humiliating! They were led over to the first dildo and each hovered above the huge mass....but wait....how would they move forward?

"Ok my delicious mums to be, 1...2...3...GO!" Mandy cried out, as Christy opened her legs and slammed herself down on the first dildo. She gasped...fuck she was so wet and her body was just hard wired for sex, as she found herself bouncing up and down, her huge milk swelled tits slapping against her belly. She was moaning and gasping for breath, as she felt her body tense up, the first orgasm washing through her body.

DING! The light went green and she moved onto the second one....so that's how it worked...orgasms moved you along! The second one was even thicker, thus bringing her to orgasm even faster! DING....DING....DING....DING....DING....DING....Oh god...seven orgasms in the span of less than two minutes! Hovering over the final dildo, she looked at the tremendous girth...the fucker even had veins covering the entire length of it, this was going to be hard....

"Ohhhhhhh my goddddd it's tearing me apart!" Christy cried out as she tenderly lowered herself down on the cock, her wet cunt making her cry out in pleasure as each fold scraped over each bump. With one last inch she was able to completely skewer herself on the dildo, and she started to ride it like the bimbo she was....oh god she was even enjoying this just a little too much! Her hands flew to her breasts and cupped them, squeezing them, making milk flow out of her nipples like a faucet.

"OH GOD ME SO HORNY!" She cried out, as her cunt clamped down again, the final orgasm rolling over her, her eyes rolling into the back of her skull. Christ, that was starting to become her catch phrase.

"Oh my, Christy finished the game in 2:15.34! But did she beat Olivia?" Mandy said, as she patted the swollen stomach of the poor bimbo girl.

 

[Cheesecake]

Olivia already had doubts in her mind that she would be able to do this. Christy appeared to be a little more... up for everything that was thrown their way (even though Olivia and Christy were more or less tying in how many rounds they had won and lost). Judging by the size of both girls, you would suspect that Olivia was running away with the lead but that wasn't the case at all. They had absolutely no idea what effects would be given to them when they went on to the bimbo throne.

Christy was already taking a big lead over her competitor. Olivia slammed herself down on the first dildo (keeping her eyes closed in the process) and began the shame of humping the large object sticking upwards from the bench. It wasn't even the biggest one and already she could feel it filling her, trying to resist the urge to show any kind of sign that she was enjoying herself. Her attempts to keep quiet, however, failed. She moaned and groaned loudly. Eventually, she stopped caring. She tried to pretend like no one else was watching her, tried to block out the sounds of the cheering crowd who were taking joy out of watching them humiliate themselves. The familiar rhythm of dings sounded from Olivia's side of the scoreboard, albeit at a much slower rate than Christy's. By the time that Christy was on her penultimate dildo, Olivia had only managed four and seemed to have given up. The fifth one was the killer. She couldn't go on. She was a wreck, and the host took great pleasure out of seeing her like this. Nodding her head to one of the stagehands off stage, a button was pressed and suddenly the dildo sprung to life. It began to jerk up and down, doing what Olivia should have been doing to it.

She screamed out in orgasm, the light went green yet Olivia did not move. She couldn't. She was 'fried', as Mandy would put it. Contestants like this were unlikely to continue the game much longer, the embarrassment and mental torment of these challenges breaking her to the point where all she wanted to do was let herself be dragged off stage as quickly as possible. But that wasn't going to happen. Mandy didn't let anyone take her away. She just sat there, orgasm-after-orgasm, crying out like the whore she secretly was. Even when Christy finished, Olivia was still only half-way through the bench course.

"I think she definitely has! Maybe a little time on the Bimbo Throne will spark her to life folks!" The host grinned, watching as the poor woman was dragged over to the device and put through it once again.

A month-or-two was added on to her already bloated belly, and her hips seemed to widen ever so slightly. The biggest change, however, came in the form of her IQ, which dipped significantly. Her voice became ditzy-sounding, and her head felt that little bit lighter. But as the audience obviously found it hilarious that she was ever so slightly dumber, Olivia was determined that she was still going to beat her opponent - just as long as there wasn't a general knowledge round.

 

[Maiesiobreed]

::So that's how it went, round after round, the girls taking more and more punishment from the horrible game show. The day continued in a blur for Christy, and she was sure it went in a blur for Mandy, as the two won and lost successive rounds for the rest of the game show. Viewers of Bimbo Vs. Bimbo would debate and argue for years after this episode aired, it had become one of the most controversial in the show's near decade run! After the show was over for the day both of the pregnant bimbos had both won 15 rounds each, the first in the shows history with the contestants ending in a tie.

"This is like no good! Me so horny and like nobody has won anyting, this is complete rip off!" Christy said as she waddled heavily back to the back room, turning slowly back into a caucasian girl. It was around round 9 or 10 when the show realized that it had a massive catch phrase on its hands as viewers kept calling in and wanting more of that "Me So Horny!" girl. After she had lost, the bimbo throne had doomed her to a life of turning into a stereotypical asian girl whenever she got horny....it was completely embarrassing, but it was the least of her worries.

Christy was unlike anything she was prior to the show. Once lithe and full of life, she now waddled ponderously into the backstage, burdened by EIGHT children in her huge swollen womb. Her outfit had been modified to allow her stomach to stick out of it, completely nude, topped off with one of the largest outtie belly buttons the world had ever seen. A tramp stamp across her back said "BIMBO QUEEN" and one around her belly said "DRAGON BEAUTY" that showed up when she turned into an asian. Her breasts were well past the FF range and her hair was platinum blonde....but the worst part was quite evident when she slowed down and took her hands off of her belly.

It had been Mandy's idea to permanently insert a vibrator up Christy's ass....it didn't run all the time, just when she took her hands off of her stomach for more than 5 seconds. Because of the permanently implanted vibrator she had absolutely SHATTERED the orgasm record for the show, close to 200 over the run for the day.

"So, like, this is completely unacceptable! Who wins the million dollars if we like both tied!" She said to the host of the show as she sat down on the chair, the vibrator kicking on and her moaning in orgasm as her hands flew down to her belly....oh god damnit, she would have to remember that.

But, it wasn't like she had been the only one changed. She looked over at Olivia...she had gone through some interesting changes as well.

 

[Cheesecake]

"Ugh!" Grunted Olivia, as her huge bimbo behind dropped on to the chair. "This is like... SO... totally unfair! It's so obvious that I won, I mean look at her! She's such a bigger bimbo than me!" Just like her fellow contestant, Olivia's body had become stretched in to ridiculous proportions. Her huge pregnant belly was a little smaller than Christy (6 children vs her 8) yet she made up for it when it came to the size of her plump behind and bigger breasts. A tattoo across her breasts read "MILK JUG SLUT", and just like the tattoo indicated... her breasts were completely filled and ready to burst with milk. In fact, a few rounds before the end... she had to be taken back stage so she could be milked by some of the production crew. This was shown on the big television (of course), but her IQ had dropped significantly prior to that for her to actually be humiliated by it anymore.

Mandy smiled as the pair bickered away, moaning about the fact it was a tie. "Well ladies, the contract specifically states that if there is a tie... then neither of you wins the prize money. But it also means that neither of you gets changed back to normal, either. Looks like you're both stuck like this from now on... and don't you both look wonderful!"

Olivia couldn't believe what she was hearing, glancing over to Christy and growling a little. She had so many questions she wanted to ask, including what was going to happen to these "babies" inside of their bellies, or how she was going to be able to walk around the street when she needed milked every hour! And speaking of the devil... "Oh my gawd! They're leaking again!" She complained, pressing her hands over her now-bare nipples in a pathetic attempt at stopping it.

It was no use. They weren't going to win any money, and they weren't going to be able to return to normal lives. They had been humiliated to the point where Olivia could no longer even talk to her friends anymore. But who needed her friends when her new-found fame had suddenly gave her a brand new job out of it...

They became Bimbo Judges the following season.