(A) Randi loses her temper and attacks Sandi.

Randi looked from her cousin to the corridor before her. Her bound boobs throbbed in time with her heart. She knew that the devices in the hall was designed to hurt her tits. The anger and fear that had been churning in her gut irrupted at the thought of jumping through her cousin’s hoops. Standing as close as they were she knew there would be no better chance. With a snarl, she leapt on her flat chested cousin.

As they crashed to the floor it looked like she’d taken Sandi completely by surprise. She even managed to wrap her hands around the skinny girl’s throat.

But then she was hit by the worst pain she’d ever felt. The rings constricting her mams sent a shock through her. At the same time crushing tightened around the bases of her tits. The combo stole the breath from her lungs and turned her muscles to jelly. She collapsed like a ragdoll.

With a grunt, Sandi pushed Randi’s limp form off her. She had to cough a couple times to get her voice the work. “Well cuz... That was almost effective. If you’d just made sure pin both my hands, I wouldn’t have been able to trigger the bands’ safe guards.” She gave her throat a gentle caress. “Too bad all round. Attacking me once the challenges are started is an automatic forfeit!”

She stood up and looked down at her busty cousin. A cruel smile curved her lips. “I guess the viewers will get to see your tits pop after all.” On a snap of her fingers, two robotic arms dragged Randi to her feet. Her swollen teats jutted out from her chest. The rings squeezed them so tight that they’d begun to disappear into her flesh. Veins rippled along their surfaces as her body tried to fill them with blood. The chocking bands also turning her melons a deep purple.

The pain left Randi struggling to breathe. She cried out and clutched at her teats. “Oh God! Make it stop!” She gasped, begging for mercy.

She’d get none. Sandi giggled and clapped like a little girl. Eyes cruel and hungry, she watched as the rings squeezed tighter still. Trapped by the robotic arms, Randi could only watch as well. Her breasts were now swollen to twice their size. They looked like two angry overfilled balloons. The pain, the crushing agony, reduced her world to those two dark purple orbs.

The pressure grew and grew until with a white hot flash of pain, the bands cinched all the way closed. In a twisted cruel way, time slowed and Randi stared as her once beautiful breasts dropped wetly to the floor. The world slowly faded out, dropping her into oblivion.

BAD ENDING