Biff smirked. "And this is Jeffrey. Jeffrey is Nancy's supervisor, and he is therefore ultimately responsible for the error as well. For your viewing entertainment, Jeffrey has been temporarily altered. Jeffrey will be carrying a full rack for a few weeks in the hope that it will remind him that, here at Bimbomania, quality is a priority."
The crowd was silent for a moment. Then, abruptly, applause swept through the studio. Jeffrey turned to leave the stage, and the resulting jiggle caused another wave of applause.
Biff gave the departing Jeffrey a half-wave. "Good luck, Jeffrey," he said. "Make sure you find a good bra!" The crowd laughed appreciatively.
Biff turned back to the audience. "Okay," he said. "Let's get back to business! Since our girls showed so much enthusiasm, and it was such a big hit with the fans, our next event will be orally based once again, particularly since our initial oral event was somewhat skewed. It will be slightly expanded this time, however." The stage whirred and shifted once more. Nancy was still visible as she now sucked the second stud's cock, but she was further back. Next to the blowjob chambers but closer to the front of the stage were more transparent chambers. There were four sets of chambers approaching the front of the stage. Each set consisted of three round chambers pressed together, although one had to pass through a door to get from one chamber to the next. The first and last chamber of each set had a beefcake inside, while the middle chamber of each had one of the female "nurses" inside.
"Okay, here's how it works," said Biff. "The studs and cuties inside those chambers are wired to the computer. Now, an orgasm creates a specific electronic signature. The four of you will have your wrists handcuffed behind your back to ensure that you use only your mouths to make them orgasm. As soon as it registers that the stud or cutie is having an orgasm, that will trigger the door to open in 20 seconds. You must swallow the ejaculate before you can enter the next section. Not swallowing will result in a severe time penalty. The final section, of course, doesn't have a door to be triggered, but the studs are still wired. When the final stud orgasms, the computer registers the time. The first one who brings all three people in their chamber to orgasm with their mouth wins the round!"
"Fuck!" said Chrissie, and, for once, I agreed with her. "This is bullshit!" she said.
Biff's smile grew strained, and suddenly the camera switched off. A voice from the control booth informed Biff he had sixty seconds. Biff looked at Chrissie.
"I understand your frustration, Christine, alright? However, you need to watch your language. This is a family show," said Biff. "Also, remember you are here by court order. If you refuse to perform in an event, it's like not showing up for court or not reporting for your probation check-in. In other words, you are then technically a fugitive, and we are completely within our rights to simply drag you to the bimbo throne and fry your brains. So, cooperate or not, it's up to you, but now you know what will happen if you don't. Christine- and the rest of you- do we understand each other?"
Christine and the rest of us nodded, our eyes wide. Hearing the flamboyant Biff speak so tough was disconcerting.
Biff nodded. "Good," he said. Then he thumbed his phone. "Alright, ready on stage," he said.
"Three and two and...go!"
Biff's smile locked in. "Welcome back to Bimbomania! Our momentary technical difficulties have been fixed, so let's get started with our next event! Ladies, to your chambers!"
Biff's harsh words still ringing in our ears, we made our ways to our individual chambers. The beefcake in the chamber directly in front of me gave me an easy smile as I got into position just outside the door of the chamber. Several members of the crowd began to whistle and cheer as several pretty girls walked out with handcuffs dangling from their fists. Those cheers increased as our wrists were cuffed behind our backs. This was not going to be easy.
"Alright, girls...get ready...get set...and...go!"
Biff pushed a button and the chamber doors all slid open. I tried to dash inside but learned quickly that running in high heels with your wrists cuffed behind you wasn't a good idea. I dropped to my knees in front of the waiting beefcake, who parted his legs with a friendly smile. Unable to use my hands, I leaned forward and sucked the stud's cock into my mouth. Fortunately, I could feel him hardening almost instantly in my mouth, so soon I was able to wrap my lips tightly around his cock and slide my wet mouth up and down his shaft. I paused only for an instant when I realized there was a television camera just outside the transparent cube, and it was focused on me...specifically, it was aimed at my mouth going up and down the stud's cock. I put it out of my mind instantly, though. I had to.
Not being able to use my hands was frustrating. I had to make all my adjustments based only on what I could sense through my mouth. Unfortunately, that was very difficult to do because my lips were so sensitive. I was trying to concentrate through helpless orgasms. It would have been devastatingly hot if it weren't for the high stakes. I struggled to keep my balance, but finally I got a good rhythm going. After several minutes I was rewarded with distinctive squirming from the stud. A sudden burst of applause alerted me that one of the others had just finished with their first stud, but I didn't stop to think about that, as suddenly my mouth was filling with hot cum. My eyes widened even more, but then I began swallowing the stud's cum as fast as he filled my mouth. Finally he leaned back, apparently satisfied, and the door to the next part of the chamber slid open.
Unable to wipe my mouth, I got to my feet and went to the next section. A pretty dark-haired girl gave me a sultry smile; then her eyes dropped to her pussy. There was no way around it if I planned to win this event, so I steeled myself and dropped to my knees once more. She parted her thighs, allowing me full access to her pussy. My wrists were still cuffed behind me, so I pressed my mouth against her sex and slid my tongue inside, searching for her clit. Then, on nation television, I licked that girl with heated determination. My lips were still sensitive, however, and I shuddered and moaned into that girl's pussy. It was humiliating as hell, but I couldn't help it. I was wet and squirmy and orgasming so hard that I nearly missed the girl's orgasm. I finally realized that the door had opened, and, exhausted and aching, got to my feet once again.
By now, I had tunnel vision. My lips were so tender and sensitive that running my tongue across my lips was making me shudder. The dark-haired girl's juices covered my cheeks and my belly was full of cum already. I had no idea how I was going to do this. I couldn't do it. I couldn't. But, somehow, I dropped to my knees again. I breathed in and out several times, then wrapped my lips around the beefcake's cock.
My hips bucked helplessly as I stroked my mouth up and down that shaft. My nipples were so hard it was ridiculous. My jaw ached and I was pretty sure my mouth would be locked in blowjob position forever. By now I was taking the stud's cock all the way into my throat, my lips wrapped around the base of his shaft, and it was working. He was wriggling and I could feel his cock getting harder and harder in my mouth. Suddenly the audience burst into raucous applause, cheering and stomping, and then the stud was filling my mouth with hot cum. I swallowed desperately, making sure not to miss a single drop, as I did not want to be penalized any points at all. Finally, belly full, I sat back on my heels to catch my breath.
The crowd was still cheering. I looked around at the others. Lara's luscious long red hair was still bobbing between a stud's thighs, her cheeks puffed out. On the other side of my chamber, Chrissie's black hair could be seen still bobbing as well, her hands still cuffed behind her as she struggled to keep her timing. Yes, Chrissie couldn't win! So far, so good. That just left Tonya. I looked over at her chamber, which was on the other side of Laura's. And that's when my heart fell.
Tonya's chamber was lit up. She had finished before me. I had lost another event.
*****
"Congratulations to Tonya for winning the Tongues of Glory event! Christine, Erica and Laura, you three have earned another level of Bimbomania Bimbification and anther trip to the Accessory Wheel! Paul, why don't you tell them what to expect?"
The unseen Paul's baritone sounded once again.
"Certainly, Biff! Christine, you'll be getting your hair and nails done, as this is only the second level for you, but Laura and Erica, you will be entering the upper levels of bimbification. You'll be getting a Bimbomania sex drive enhancement! And not just an ordinary enhancement. This isn't just oysters and Spanish fly! This is a Bimbomania sex enhancement, and that means pure bimbo heat! Your neurons will be realigned to make sex your highest priority, behind only self-preservation! And this means all sex, not just missionary position. Oral, anal, between your bimbo boobs...all acts will have equal fascination and need for you! The only thing left standing between you and constant hot sex will be your busy little brains! Congratulations!"
"Thank you, Paul," said Biff. "Now, because of the nature of the results of this round's Accessory Wheel, we're going to spin now before you ladies receive your level bimbifications!" The crowd applauded as the stage began to whirr and shift once more. Within moments, the Accessory Wheel was in place. Tonya watched us step up to the wheel with a smirk.
"As you can see, the theme of this round's wheel is unique signature characteristics! Okay, Laura, step up and give the wheel a spin!" said Biff.
Laura stepped up and gave the wheel a tentative spin. The wheel clicked several times and finally settled into place.
"Well, now," said Biff. "Congratulations, Laura! You'll be the recipient of an exotic body tattoo! You're in luck, too...we have one of the best tattooists in Chrystal Heights working in synch with our best graphic artist for this work of art. You'll be a masterpiece!" The crowd cheered as Laura was led backstage.
Chrissie stepped up to the wheel and gave it a harsh spin. The wheel spun for a while before it finally clicked into place.
Biff smiled big. "Well, now, Christine! You're going to be quite distinctive with your bright, bimbo pink hair! Congratulations!" The production office no doubt had to bleep Chrissie's response to Biff. Two beefcakes led her backstage, each with a hand on her biceps.
