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Bimbo Billions (Thymoit & Kotep)

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Welcome to the year 2059. Medicine has kept pressing forward at a rapid pace. Advances in genetics and nanotechnology have cured all diseases from cancer to the common cold and even ageing can be stopped - if you can afford it. Although for most people the world isn't a pleasant place. The rich have gotten richer, the poor even poorer and there is less and less of a middle class than ever before. The environment is in the toilet, both ice caps have melted and wear your sunscreen to keep off the UV because there is no ozone layer. But if you're rich, life is pretty sweet. And you can be if you win... Bimbo Billions!

Bimbo Billions is the most popular game show on air at the moment. Each show a dozen contestants compete for the grand prize, one billion dollars! Of course, given inflation a billion is only worth a million in 2009 dollars. What happens to the other eleven participants? Funny you should ask that. The losers of each contest round get bimbo-ized: bigger tits, lower IQ, hornier - the penalty varies from round to round, but each round the losers get bimbo-ized. Since even the winner often loses a few rounds, the usual result is that all twelve paritipants end up dumb and horny bimbos by the end of the show. While a few skilled (or lucky) contestants have walked away with a billion dollars without being too badly bimbo-ized, most often the winner is a dumb and horny bimbo billionaire.

Then there is the slavery clause. If you take too many of the IQ draining penalties and end up with an IQ below 70, you're no longer considered a fully functioning adult citizen. Recent laws and court cases have re-legalized slavery for mental incompetants. It is to society's advantage - their master or mistress cares for them. So they are not a drain on state resources. For the contestants that drop below a 70 IQ, the TV station takes ownership and is free to use or resell the bimbos as they please. Bimbo Billions deals with them by auctioning them off on the spot to the studio audience. All participants know this could happen to them and sign a release beforehand.
 
Lonnie Dawson walked onto the stage in front of studio audience of hundreds to their loud applause. He bowed and waved, not at all uncomfortable by their gaze or by the knowledge that this would be broadcast to an audience of billions. On the contrary he reveled in the attention. He was happiest when the spotlight was on him.

"Hello everybody! Are you ready to play Bimbo Billions?"

The crowd roared back at him as he grinned and waved.

"Betty Blossom of Witchita Kansas, come on down!"

She shrieked and the camera zoomed in on her as she dashed out of her seat and headed to the stage. Lonnie swept her into a kiss with just a little tongue and guided her to a seat.

"And our next contestant is..."
 
"...Georgia Gallagher, of Monterey, California!"

The woman looked around for a second or two as the camera focused in on her in the crowd, then she gasped and jumped up from her seat, walking quickly down to the stage. A light blush was on her cheeks as she walked along; she wasn't too used to having so much attention on her all at once.

She was already regretting her choice in clothing, though she looked perfectly presentable in her sensible heels, black skirt and lightly colored shirt. She wasn't a terribly remarkable girl in any regard, but she had a general sort of 'cute' look that, she regretted, had a hard time becoming 'sexy'.

Georgia still managed to smile as she climbed up onto the stage, turning and flashing her grin at the audience for a second.
 
Lonnie smiles at Betty as he seats her. Betty Blossom. Bet her name got her in. They always led with a crowd pleaser. Betty looked rather tame, oh she had a miniskirt and pumps on with a plunging neckline, but her chest was as flat as Kansas.

Georgia Gallagher was another from the same mold, common average, just folks. He gave her the usual kiss and hug and dropped her in the chair where a studio tech swarmed her and quickly got her to sign the waivers.

No one ever read them. The ones warning that IQ loss could not be treated. About the only last barrier in medical science the brain could not be repaired. The one giving the studio ownership rights should her IQ fall below 70. Lonnie certainly didn't care, he was already doing his job, introducing other contestants.

"Mary McIntyre from New York City, come on down."

Ok, someone had definately gotten cute with the names. No way was that chance. Mary at least looked like a serious bimbo contestant. Lonnie knew his titflesh and those were double-Ds pressing into him as he hugged her. She was dressed for it too, in a microdress that was barely legal.

Lonnie kept playing the crowd, calling them down one by one. When the last was seated he returned to Betty Blossom.

"Betty, why don't you tell me something about yourself."

"Well, I'm from Kansas and I'm ready to kick some ass today. I'm an accountant with a 124 IQ so I figure that gives me an edge. I really know how to suck a cock and frankly I could use a free boob job! Whoo hooo!!!!"

Lonnie gives Betty his winning smile while thinking that she most likely be sold before the show was over. "Welcome aboard. How about you, Georgia?"

He's stalling naturally, giving time for the last few contestants to sign their forms. Once Georgia speaks her piece he'll move to the first event and introduce the other contestants later.
 
Georgia cleared her throat lightly, taking a deep breath and trying not to embarrass herself. "I'm from New York, I moved to California a few years ago. I'm getting ready to take a teaching job in the city, and um, I have an IQ of 104. Here's hoping for the best," she said, her voice faltering a little near the end. She was certainly more reserved than most of the contestants, or at least seemed so. It was always the quiet ones.
 
Lonnie is surprised Georgia made the cut. If you don't have looks, you need to have personality. Georgia made the minimal cut for cute, but was no looker and she was the quiet type. Probably just some flunky playing cute with the names. There were a lot of cute names tonight. Oh well, time to make some bimbos.

He turns to the rest of the audience with a smile. "Well now, I think it is time to get things started with a little game we like to call, Strut Your Slut!!"

The audience goes wild as they do for anything. He waits for them to calm and continues.

"For those who don't know, the rules are quite simple. Each contestant will rise, make one walk across the stage and back and you, our studio audience will judge on who you like best based on her walk alone."

They always start with something simple and tame. Just a base to tease the audience. He makes his turn to the contestants.

"And contestants let me remind you, walking only. Any speach will result in a penalty. Top three contestants will advance untouched, the other nine... you ladies will be bimbo-ized. Audience, grab your voting batons."

He walks over to contestant number one, takes her hand.

"Ok now, Betty, Strut your slut!"

She does a respectable job, swaying her ass, shaking her tits. Then on to contestant number two.

"Ok, Georgia, strut your slut!"
 
Georgia nodded quietly, taking a moment to psych herself up before getting out of her seat. She didn't have a great deal to work with, but she swayed and shook what she could the best she could. It wasn't in her walk as much as in her eyes. As she turned around, she cast her gaze up into the audience, and everyone within four seats from Row V, Seat 34 had shivers running down their spine. She strutted back to her seat and sat down, her eyes focused straight ahead until she took a deep breath. Her back relaxed, she blinked twice, and her head turned to watch the next contestant's display.
 
Lonnie is surprised how well Georgia does. Hmm, she has some sex appeal when she turns it on, but will it be enough? She's only working the first few rows. Already it is out of his mind as he guides the rest across. Contestant number five, Myriam Wei, gets a warning when she tries to stop her walk and do some kind of routine, but the rest do their strut and take their seats.

"Now audience, place your votes!"

((OOC: Kotep, I'll let you decide placement so you some control over how far your character gets bimbo-ized. So please assign ranks to Georgia Gallagher and the named NPCs Betty Blossom & Mary McIntyre. Myriam Wei has also been named, but she finishes dead last for not following the rules. Top three contestants this round don't turn more bimbo.))
 
Georgia gave a little sigh of relief when she saw the other contestant get disqualified. She wasn't trying to be mean, really--it was just that the weight of competing against another person, and someone really good at that, was now lifted off of her shoulders.

She looked up at the board as the votes were finalized, hoping to find herself in the top three, though she definitely didn't feel she deserved it. Mary McIntyre came in second, along with two other contestants. Georgia was fifth, behind Betty, who had gotten fourth. Agh, so close...but they wouldn't punish the person in fifth as bad as the person in tenth, right?
 
Lonnie reads off the results. "And now the punishment for this round... the 88!"

The crowd starts chanting it, "Eighty-eight, eighty-eight, eighty-eight" as hourglass shaped tubes descend on the contestants.

The tubes are strictly for show. All the penalty transformations are done by nanotechnology which could be done with a simple hypodermic. No fancy tubes are necessary. They could also perform very complex bodily modifications. However, to make things easy for the average TV watcher, there are only three penalty 'machines': the 88, the horny hormonizer and the brain drain.

The 88 was a simple body modifier, changing bodies toward a more hourglass (or number 8) shape. Each treatment would make boobs and hips bigger, slim waistlines and give the victim a little more muscle tone. It was the mildest of 'punishments', but it added about two bra sizes per trip. Two or three trips through and the contestants would really start look obscene.

The horny hormonizer was a libido increaser, making the contestant generally hornier - permanently as well as increasing sensitivy in key areas: clit, cunt, tits and ass.

The brain drain was the scary one. It was the one that made the losing contestants dumber. For dramatic tension it wouldn't make its appearance until later in the show.

The hourglass shaped tubes come down on this rounds loosers, within the tube needles shoot out, injecting nanites into breasts and ass. The little machines work quickly zooming to their assigned locations, but not as fast as it looks on TV. The transformations happen in about fifteen minutes which will be time lapsed to fifteen seconds for network broadcast. Boobs get bigger, asses get shaplier and waistlines slim. There is also an overall physical toner that will in some ways give these contestants an edge.

It's supposed to be realtively painless, just a hot feeling, but there are always screamers. The cameras watch eagerly and pounce on a couple of women who dig beneath their tops to remove bras that have suddenly grown too tight.
 
As soon as the audience started chanting, she wished she'd watched some of this show before coming here. Yeah, they all knew what each thing would do, but she wasn't quite sure how much. And the tubes, they were definitely really ominous. She had nearly gone into a panic attack when the gentle feeling of growth washed over her. Conscientiously, she reached behind her and undid her bra, then pinched the fabric of her skirt to let her panties sit a little lower, where they wouldn't be so tight. She would be missing some screen time by not having her breasts bulge out of her bra, but she was fine with the cameras not on her.

She unbuttoned two buttons of her shirt to loosen it enough to be comfortable, and thankfully the skirt didn't need too much adjustment to fit with her altered curves. She ran her hands over her face and hair--was it just her, or were her lips a little more plump, her hair a little silkier...? Maybe it was just psychological. Whichever it was, she felt determined to survive the next round.
 
Lonny introduces one of the winners and one of the newly shaped up losers, Suzy Klein.

"So Suzy, what do you think of your new look?"

"Well, Lonny, I got to admit, I don't mind losing when this is the penalty. A boob job would really set me back and the tummy tuck ain't bad either."

"That what we like to hear, Suzy. So tell the audience where you're from..."

Blah, blah, do the dance and then next event. "Ok, contestants, time to cum on stage! That's right, round two is "Cum for the Cameras!"

As he is saying this the contestant chairs lift up, coming on stage and turning around. They tilt back and the legs split and the stirrups rise.

"Ok ladies, as I'm sure most of you know already, the object of this game is to be the first to cum. Place your legs in the stirrups and get your hands in your panties. Audience, let me assure you, all contestants are brainwave monitored. Only genuine orgasms count."

He turns back to the twelve contestants. "Ladies, first three to cum get a pass. Get ready, get set, go! Play with those pussies!!"

Lonny starts walking up and down, praising some ladies for good technique and the camera zooms in looking for pink. Most of the contestants are still being modest and are merely digging their hands into their panties, but a few have pushed them down and are flashing the crowd. Naturally the camera focuses on them first, but as the contest continues, they vary the shots, zooming in on panting women, and turning up the mike to get amplified moans.

"Ooh, ooh, look at Mary going to town, but wait, Betty is doing it double time now!"
 
Georgia's eyes widened when she heard just what they were expected to do. If she hesitated, she'd end up losing. If she won, she'd get the money, and it wouldn't matter if she'd orgasmed on prime time TV. With that in mind, she pushed her panties down and looked out at the crowd.

All those people watching.

She began to blush softly, squirming a little as her fingers dug into her folds.

Plus everyone who'll see this on TV.

Soft gasping escaped her mouth, hips rocking back and forth and eyes fluttering shut.

All of them staring. They're staring at you.

Her cries were loud and steady, her legs trembling a little from being held so firmly apart.

They're all watching--

Surprising even herself, her body shuddered, hips jerking slightly while her fluids ran out into her hand. She collapsed against the chair, panting heavily.

Alice Adams, a buxom brunette since the last round had ended, glanced over at Georgia with a shocked expression on her face. Here she was, trying to get worked up, and this girl had already finished!
 
Lonnie was at the other end when the little mike in his ear starts shouting at him. "Get to number two! Hurry!"

Crap-o, he's supposed to be there when they cum. The brainwave monitor usually gives forewarning, but apparently number two, um, Georgia is going off like a firecracker. He gets there just as she shudders and cums.

"First place! Georgia! That's doing it like a real bimbo!"

He grabs her hand and thrusts it in the air and even whispers her a rare bit of encouragement. "Good job, kid."

Then he is off and commentating on technique and moving to get in position for the second and third place winners.

((OOC: Once again, I'll let you decide finishing positions. Very nice post for Georgia.))
 
Georgia glanced up at him as he complimented her, her mouth hanging open just a little. It seemed like the first sincere thing he might have said all night. Or maybe she was just dizzy from the afterglow.

Alice gave a loud grunt as she came at last, a rather small orgasm too, her face beet red. She had taken so long, she was sure she was going to get the last place.

The rankings came up on the screen, both above the stage and up in the audience where the contestants could see. Georgia was first, and Betty was third. Mary was in the middle, as was Suzy, and Alice was surprised to find herself at ten instead of twelve. It seemed some of the girls had more stage fright than she had--and she had a lot.
 
Points are assigned. The overall winner will be the contestants with the highest cumulative score. Surprisingly Georgia with her 1st and 5th place finishes has vaulted to the top of the pack. She's in first place with Betty right behind her.

Place SYS CoC Total Seat Contestant
1st 80 120 200 2 Georgia Gallagher
2nd 90 100 190 1 Betty Blossom
3rd 110 60 170 3 Mary McIntyre
3rd 120 50 170 11 Jenny Bush
5th 100 40 140 6 Anita Harden
5th 60 80 140 12 Mona Lott
7th 50 70 120 4 Suzy Klien
8th 0 110 110 5 Myriam Wei
8th 20 90 110 10 Wanda West
10th 70 30 100 7 Alice Adams
11th 40 20 60 8 Lola Hanola
12th 30 10 40 9 Molly Wood



(OOC: I've assigned names to other participants, but feel free to move any of them you wish and flesh them out.))

"Well now, it seems some of you ladies don't have the true Bimbo spirit, what you need are some more hormones!"

The crowd loves it, chanting "Hormones, hormones, make the whores moan! Hormones, hormones, make the whores moan!"

This time it is the horny hormonoizer. The 'machine' looks a valentine's heart, large and red and glowing and then rather hentai-like tentacles lash out and inject this rounds losers. Ninites rush to nipples, clit, ass and cunt, tuning up the nerve endings, making them more sensative while overall hormone levels are adjusted. The nine losers will be much hornier in the future. As well as being a bit lightheaded from the treatment.

The three winners get a breather while the transformation happens. Lonnie introduces Myriam Wei who claims to be a stripper and regrets her cheating in round one. Next comes Anita Harden. Lonnie keeps a straight face, but Anita Harden? I-need-a-hard-one. Yeah, someone in selection had lots of fun with names today. Not his business. It's time for round three.

"Ok, now that our contestants are starting to look and feel more like real bimbos, it's time to start acting like bimbos. So let's have some filthy fun with a game we call, 'You Dirty Slut!'

On stage a curtain rises to reveal a mud 'pit'. Actually it is more of a wading pond, only six inches deep with three inches of warm fluid mud at the bottom. The studio audience couldn't see into a real pit very easily.

"Points are scored a little differently in this contest. Twenty points for a partial strip - that's where we see boobies. Forty points for a three second pin AND a Pass on this round. A full naked stripping scores sixty ponts. Now collaboartion is allowed ladies, but points are split between any teams that form."

He waggles a finger at them. "Wrestling only, ladies, any punching, kicking, biting or such will earn you a penalty double bimbo-ization! Now, bimbettes, show our contestants to their places."

At Lonnie's annoucement, a dozen dumbly grining assistants of ridiculous proportions clad in string bikinis emerge. The airheaded helpers are slaves, losers from other shows of bimbo billions that keep around for help. They have the cumulative IQ of a carrot and can barely manage the task of guiding their assigned contestant from her seat to her starting point in the mud pit.

Betty is feeling pretty good to be in second place, but she has watched this show before. That makes her a target in this round for someone looking to take out the leaders. As they are taking positions she whispers to Georgia.

"Alliance?"

It's a snap decision, but Georgia will be a target as well. Together, maybe they can hold their own or even take someone else down.
 
"Sure," Georgia said briefly. It made sense for the two of them to stick together and try to defend their lead. "How about that cheating stripper girl, Wei or whatever? Let's go for her first," she said, bending her knees a little with a very predatory look on her face. While Betty might have been thinking offensively, as soon as they'd put up points for all of them, Georgia wanted to get as many points as she could.
 
Betty came here to win and she's aware that it isn't necessarily good to be in the lead this early. Yet, if she can hold that lead. This is a good deal for both of them. She looks at the stripper. Myriam Wei was already busty to begin with and after a trip through the 88, her top looks about ready to pop. The stripper had worn some stretchy halter thing. Betty bet it would rip right off. Plus she was half-asian and a little on the short side.

"Yeah, we can take the stripper."

Meanwhile the show goes on. The bimbettes parade back off-stage, a plexiglass screen comes down to stop flying mud and Lonnie starts the action.

"Ok, ladies... Fight!"

Betty makes a quick run for the big-breasted stripper, sparing a glance Georgia's way to make sure the other girl is tagging along. She immediately sees that Georgia has other problems. Mary is charging her trying to tackle her. Betty stops and turns, honoring the alliance, but Georgia will have to fend off Mary's first rush by herself.

Mary hops onto Georgia fast, hoping to catch her off-guard. She may have a big chest, absolutely huge now, but she figures this is her round. She may not be a wrestler, but she is an aerobics instructor. She is strong and fast. Time to take down the leader and put herself at the top.

((OOC: Mary is strong but unskilled, resolve the initial rush on Georgia as you wish.))
 
Mary was one of the ones who'd lost the previous round. That made it easy for her to find a way to distract her--she crushed her back against the plexiglass wall, squeezing her breasts as tightly as she could against her back. With her mind on the sudden pleasure from her breasts, Georgia flipped her over her shoulder, sending Mary into the mud. She pounced on top of her, digging her knee into her back as she started tearing at Mary's clothes. As soon as it was open, her fingers darted down to Mary's sensitized sex, rubbing while trying to keep the now-naked woman pinned to the floor. She hadn't realized how handy her bisexuality could be in this game.

Alice was wrestling with another of the girls who had lost previously, holding back soft moans as their breasts were pushed together. She tugged on the girl's shirt, banking on how tight the woman's top had gotten from the first round. Before she realized, though, she had been tackled by someone else, and her clothes had been torn off. Was she out, or did she get to keep going...?
 
Mary thought this would be so easy. She was fit, she was healthy. This was supposed to be her round. She was going to take down Georgia and take the lead. Instead as they crash together, Georgia starts fondling her breasts. It feels so good and then she suddenly flipped into the mud and pounced on by Georgia.

Betty isn't idle either. Georgia looks like she has Mary under control, but she wants her share of the points for the take down. So she pounces on the prone girl helping Georgia strip and flip the girl.

Mary moans as Georgia starts rubbing her sex. She's naked and in the mud and should be fighting but it feels so good. Before she realizes it, one of the refs is wading into the pit.

"Pinned and stripped - you're out!"

Lonnie is talking things up from the outside as the camera focuses on the chaos. He is seeing the same usual strategies. Agressive - out to strip and pin others. Defensive - just dodging around trying to avoid conflict. Opportunistic - avoiding conflict, but pouncing from behind when they see an opening.

"Look at that! Looks like our leaders have formed an alliance! Looks like Mary has bitten off more than she expected! And look at Georgia go for her pussy! Now that's doing it with bimbo-style!"

This is where the cameras focus, the top two contestants are allied and taking out the competition. Poor Alice is neglected as she is pinned and stripped and led away by a referee, her opponent already looking for another victim.

Betty stands up as the ref leads Mary away and offers Georgia a hand. She is impressed by Georgia's viciousness and is content to be her wing-girl.

The mudfight is still going on. Three contestants have been let go. Myriam, the stripper, their original target is involved in a muddy wrestling match with Suzy Klein, neither able to get the upper hand.
 
"I've got the stripper--you get the other one," Georgia said, nodding to Myriam and Suzy caught in a wrestling match with each other. She narrowed her eyes, then began to fly through the mud, kicking up big splashes of it as she tore at Myriam. She went right for her core and tackled her to the ground, straddling her and holding her down as best she could while pulling on her top. It was harder to take down one of the winners from the previous round--no hypersensitivity to distract them, but with her out of the way, it would be a piece of cake. Georgia's biggest opponent was herself; she was whipping herself up into a frenzy, and if she didn't keep herself under control, she might start getting violent and get penalized.
 
Betty doesn't have Georgia's violent streak, but she is a calculating little minx. She did her research for this show, prepared as best she could and right now - Jenny Bush is tied for third with Mary who just got taken down. If she can put down Jenny that gives her and Georgia a nice comfortable cushion at the top. Mary likes those odds. So when Georgia tackles Myriam, Betty pounces on Jenny. She takes a page from Georgia's book and grabs a double handful of tit. Jenny gasps from the pleasure and pain and before she can recover Mary has her top ripped open and her mudsplashed boobs flying free.

Several of the girls are just running and circling, trying to avoid getting pinned down. Last place Molly Wood is making her move. She's alread stripped Alice and now pounces Mona Lott. Molly knows a little judo and is trying to run up a score. She sweeps Mona's leg (a borderline but legal move) and follows her down into the mud with a chokehold. She shoves Mona's face in the mud so she can't breathe and then while she is sputtering moves on top of her, pulling off her top, then shoving her face back into the mud so she rip off her skirt and panties. Then she holds her down for the pin.

Alice is led to the front of the stage where she is told to stand in place. She has nothing to cover her from the stares but mud which only accentuates her nudity. Along with the other losers, her muddy naked body is being taped for broadcast on national television.

Meanwhile Myriam isn't faring well. Georgia's attack takes the stripper by surprise. Her breasts were originally large Ds, Now she's an F (or tripple D if you prefer) which look really obscene on her small frame. Georgia is able to get a good grip on her top and yank, and the asian stripper's boobs come popping out. They're huge now and covered in mud and the stripper is pissed!

"You bitch!" The stripper slaps Georgia a good one across the face breaking the rules.

((OOC: Myriam is disqualified and will get a double penalty. If Georgia keeps her temper and doesn't strike back, she'll get the points for flashing the stripper's tits. However, if Georgia gets a temper flare and slaps or punches back, then she'll be penalized as well.))
 
((Hehe, what's the point of having a bimbo RP if the main character stays smart?))

Georgia's face was suddenly filled with rage. Usually quiet, when she let loose, she really let loose, and now she couldn't keep herself cool. With an angry yell that sounded like an angered animal, her hand curled into a fist and hit Myriam as hard as she could in her gut. As she got up, she hooked her fingers under the stripper's bottom piece and pulled it off, tossing it aside. "Fuck," she muttered softly, wiping some mud off of her face. "Sorry Mary," she said--she wouldn't be able to back her up any more this round.
 
Refs charge in and separate Georgia from the stripper and the two of them are hauled out to stand in line with the constestants that have been stripped in pinned.

Betty takes out Jenny, strips her naked, but her victory is short lived. She becomes Molly Wood's forth victim. Betty didn't even see it coming. Molly tossed her and pounced her while she was stunned. Betty was standing in line with the other losers not long after.

Molly scored one more full strip and pin before the time ran out. She was clearly the all-over winner for the round. Then it is tally time and Lonnie Dawnson calls out the scores.

Molly Wood zooms up to the top, tied with Betty Bloosom for first place with 280 points.
Georgia is a not too distant third with 250 points.
The top three are opening up a gap, Mary McIntyre and Jenny Bush are tied for fourth place, but are well behind at 170 points each.
Poor Alice is in 11th place with only 100 points. Only Lola Hanola trails her.

"And now, time for punishment - with two of our bad girls getting penalties. Bring on the bimbo machines!"

Only Betty and Molly Wood escape punishment. The eight losers get a dose of the 88. Chests and asses get bigger and waists get smaller. Georgia and the stripper get run through the 88 and the Horny Hormonizer.

The 88 works on Georgia just as before, the hourglass machine makes her breasts enormous, gives her a bubble butt ass with a narrow waist. She does get an overall tune-up in the process. No sooner is she done, then she goes into the Horny Hormonizer where her libido gets revved up. The special treatment to ass, cunt, clit and tits leave them tingly and eager to be touched.
 
Georgia pulled at her clothes as both of the machines have their way with her body, loosening them so they wouldn't bother her quite as much. She was horny now, yes, but now Myriam would be twice as horny as anyone else--she wouldn't be much of a challenge any more. All Georgia had to do was keep her temper under control and stay calm in these next matches. Maybe she could sort of lay low--just quietly build up points and get back to the number one spot.

As she was brought back to her seat, she leaned over and whispered to Betty. "Let's agree that if either of us ends up a total bimbo and the other wins, the winner will take care of the bimbo." She was a little worried about herself if she ended up losing some of the later matches, so she wanted to make sure she didn't end up out of a job.
 
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