This is a work of fiction. Any resembles to any real person is purely by chance.
So the readers know this story contains Body Inflation. If you don't know what this is or this offends you, you may want to read something else. If this isn't you than please enjoy! ^_^
Terra laughed when her friends told her about the contest. She laughed even harder when they asked her to sign up with them. It was advertised on a huge poster in the mall, of all places. It was titled "Could you be my Wife?" It was put on by some guy in Texas who was one of the last great oil tycoons. Contestants signed up in the mall to win the chance to go on a show, and then competed with other women to get this guy to marry them.
Terra couldn't believe her friends would even considerate it to be a good idea. She shook her head at them as they passed the pen around so each could fill out the entry form. Then it was her turn. At first she said no, stating she remembered what happened the last time something like this had gone on air. After the show was done and the winner had been picked, all hell had broken loose and to this day the three way lawsuit between the man, the winner and the TV network was still underway.
Of course friends have a way of talking you in to things. Terra took the pen, filled out the form, and forgot all about it. Until one day, later in the year, she got a letter in the mail, telling her that she had won the chance to go on the show. At first she was going to call in and say no thanks, but, before she could, her friends found out and wouldn't let her. They took her shopping for new outfits to wear and tried to tell her what to say on the show.
The day of the show, she showed up at the studio. It was crazy. People were everywhere. Terra gave her name to the guard in the doorway and he led her to a small room where other women were lined up out side the door. Before she could ask the guard what was this about, he walked way.
Terra turned to face the front and tapped the lady in front of her on the shoulder. The lady turned around to face Terra. She made Terra feel a little inadequate when Terra had gotten a good look at her. The woman was the same height as Terra and the same size, but that was about it. She had long thick curly blonde hair that was styled "just so." Hazel eyes were flecked with gold and sparkled in the light. Her face was perfect, with high cheek bones and small nose, and full lips that looked like they might have a little collagen in them. Her breasts were as perfect as her face. They looked to be a C cup and they were high and perky.
Terra had small A cups, a small face with no lips or cheek bones, and was very, very thin. The best part of Terra was her hair. It was long and red; an almost unreal shade of red that made most other girls jealous. The woman in front of her eyed Terra for a minute.
"Yeah?" She looked at Terra with a smirk.
"Why are so many people lined up here?"
"What? You weren't told?"
"Told what?" The smirk on the woman's face got wider at this and Terra felt herself getting mad.
"The guy doing the show is some kind of germ freak. He wants everyone who goes on the show to be vaccinated."
"For what?" Terra asked
"Who cares? As long as he pays for it, I don't." At that, the woman turned back around and paid no more attention to Terra. The shot wasn't too bad. It was like getting a flu shot. It just made one's arm a little sore.
She was then led into the dressing room. She learned there that the contest was being conducted much like a beauty pageant, except with no swimsuits. The first part was the introduction, where everyone came out and told who they were and where they came from. Terra went out and tried to see if the guy was out there, but there was no way of knowing because it was too dark.
Then came the part where each girl showed off their talents and interests. Terra combined the two and did a reading from a Mid-Summers Night Dream by William Shakespeare. Lastly was the Q and A. The question was "how do you feel about a change in your looks?"
Most of the girls played it off, saying that it wouldn't bother them, but one could look at them and tell they were lying. Terra went out and told the host that she wouldn't mind a change, such as getting older or gaining some weight. It was part of life and she would accept it. There was a clapping of hand from the Audience and she went back stage.
The last part was the evening gown competition, where the winner was picked. Each girl lined up and waited to be looked over and see who would be chosen.