7.5

You nod. You went to sit in the rows of chairs behind their judging desk. You knew that 7.5 probably weren't cut it to win the advantage for your team.

Gwen sleepily step through the curtains in her purple thong and with her tits hanging out. One of her pink nipples have a piercing as she walk down the makeshift runway.

Her eyes very heavy still from the last competition. Chris said. "Wow. Nice tits Gwen. Didn't know you had it in you."

Gwen spoke her eyes still close. "Fuck you Chris." She turn facing the back. "And fuck you Cody. I'm never letting you help me again." She turn back placing her hands over her hardening light pink nipples. "I guess my persona is a whore."

Chef said. "Too much of a slut to me. If she put on a bra. I would be giving her a ten. But..."

Chris said. "Same. We don't want whores or sluts. We want fierce fighters."