(C) Randi takes door on the right.

As soon as Randi stepped into the plexiglass cubical a large box rose out of the floor. A monitor sat atop with 5:00 flashing on the read out. The busty red-head stared at the monitor for several seconds before saying, “Okay, where’s the puzzles?”

A voice came from the monitor. “Place nipples against the markers.” Before Randi could ask what markers, two circles lit up on the front of the box. Looking at them, she felt the fear of this challenge for the first time. But she knew there was no backing out. Taking a deep breath, she walked up to the box. The red circles were in perfect alignment with her stiff nipples. She swallowed the lump of fear in her throat and pressed her nubs against the cool, hard metal.

“You have five minutes to answer 3 riddles. Each wrong answer will result in a punishment. The time will start after the first riddle is read.” The voice paused as if for dramatic effect. Knowing Sandi, it probably was program that way. “You live in a one story house made entirely of redwood. What color would the stairs be?”

Oh thank God, an easy one! “Um duh, red.” Randi’s lips curled in a small smile.

“Wrong!” The robotic voice sang out.

“What? But...” Before Randi could finish, two mechanical arms latched onto her nipples. The crush was painful, but nothing compared to what she’d expected. Then the arms twisted her tender buds 180 degrees and she couldn’t help but cry out. Looking down at her now aching nips, almost could see the electric arc as it zapped her.

The pain dazed her, almost having her miss the next question. “Mr. and Mrs. Mustard have six daughters and each daughter has one brother. How many people are in the Mustard family?” Despite the fact that the voice was an even, emotionless drone, it sounded mocking to Randi’s ears.

And with good reason! I have no idea what the answer is. It sounds simple like the first one, but I’m certain it’s a trick. “Um...ah...12?”

“Wrong!” Electricity blasted her buds, dancing sparks through her tits into the rest of her body. The muscles in her back flexed and convulsed, pulling hard at her agonized nips and stretching her breasts into tight cones. The world turned into a wall of white pain for several moments.

“14...” Randi had no idea why she said that, maybe part of her mind was still trying to figure out the last riddle. All she knew was, it was a huge mistake.

“Wrong, penalty!” Chirped the machine. The cruel arms twisted another 180 degrees, tweaking her nipples in a full circle. But the **** didn’t end there. The arms retracted toward the target circles. As they cruelly dragged and stretched her swollen melons, the targets irised open. Randi screamed and struggled to keep her orbs away from the openings. It was useless, with her arms bound and already weakened by the electro shock, her teats soon sank into the metal hole.

“Please, no! Don’t take my breasts!”

The words barely left her mouth when the opening began to iris closed. The crushing pain in her tits grew. It felt like some giant was trying to slowly bite her melons like ripe fruit. It didn’t stop, just growing more and more painful. She knew that at any moment, her boobs were going to pop, two overfilled balloons.

After what felt like hours of her breasts being smashed, her cousin Sandi stepped into the chamber. The vicious smile on her face left no hope of her changing her mind. “Well cuz,” Her eyes glinted evilly. “Time to say good-bye to your fat teats!”

Shaking her head, Randi screamed, “No! Please don...” The most unbelievable pain filled her already agony flooded orbs. With an awful wet sound, she felt her breast burst, splitting apart like a smashed grape. The pain consumed her, reducing the world to empty darkness.

BAD END