Final round

“Britney,” Frank announced, “you gave twenty six correct answers and thus accumulated 1.3 million points. You’ll now be given a chance to turn them into money. Are you ready for the Final Round?”

“Yes, I am. Let’s draw the categories,” Britney replied with a wink.

“I though that we had established that I’m the host,” Frank grinned.

“Sorry. The rejuvenation must’ve awakened my inner teenage brat. I’ll still need your assistance with the drawing though.”

“The pleasure is all mine.”

“Bears, Battleships, Cows, Archeology, Slovakia or Slovenia.”

“What do you think about them?”

“I should be able to handle them. Let’s start with Slovakia or Slovenia. I’ll bet forty percent of my points on it.”

“This country declared independence in 1991 which was followed by a brief military conflict. Both, none or just one?”

“Slovenia.”

“Correct. Which category next?”

“Forty percent on Archeology.”

“In which region were the Nuraghes, ancient megalithic buildings in Bronze age, constructed?”

“Sardinia.”

“Correct. The final question and the last twenty percent. What will it be?”

“Bears.”

“The Sun bear can be found in which region of the world?”

All three categories included themes for which Britney had prepared, so she felt relatively confident. Slightly less for the last one, but still it was not an uncharted territory. The problem was not the lack of knowledge, but the growing arousal, caused mostly by the ropes going through her pussy. She found it difficult to focus and search her memory for the correct answer.

“I think it’s South America.”

“WRONG,” Frank announced, “final question, final mistake and the final transformation, Britney. Let me help you draw the card.”

“Lips Enlargement. Oh!”

“Now I’m certain we’ll get a ton of emails complaining that this episode was staged.”

“I’m not going to complain,” Britney replied with a grin.

“I’m sure about that. Please, enter The Chamber for the last time.”

Britney’s lips grew swiftly inside of the device. The sensation felt a bit odd, but not unpleasant. For a moment the contestant feared how she would eat or speak, but then she remembered that her previous transformations were not problematic. When the door opened and she saw her face on the screen she knew that she would enjoy her new lips as much as she did the breasts and hips. They were not necessarily thick and full, but grew enough to completely eliminate the image of seriousness caused by her former thin lips.

“Welcome back, Britney,” Frank announced, “and congratulations! You managed to turn eighty percent of your points into money and thus won 1.04 million dollars. Over the course of our show you’ve been transformed fourteen times and turned into a beautiful bimbo.”

The audience cheered loudly and the contestant just stood there with a bright smile on her face. When they quieted down the host continued:

“What would you say about a final performance before you leave with your reward?”

“Of course!” Britney replied enthusiastically, “I achieved everything that I wanted and more. It’s only fair if I offer the audience something in return. Maybe that’ll stop them from complaining that it’s been staged,” she added with a wink.

“Because you’re such an active sporty person we came up with a challenge that will test your endurance.”

As Frank spoke the assistants brought in four low long wooden exercise benches and placed them seemingly random on the stage. There were three dildos attached to each bench - one on each end and the third in the middle. Every sex-toy was of different size, growing gradually from a small dildo at the beginning of the first bench to a huge plastic cock at the end of the fourth one; all were diligently lubricated.

“Your goal,” the host went on, “will be to walk up to each dildo, make three squats on it and then proceed to the next one. The game stops when you climax. To spice up the gameplay, but also make it easier for you to win we’ll add a few more gadgets.

An assistant undid Britney’s ropework and rearranged it. Her arms were once again tied into a reverse prayer. The ropes did not simply go around her chest, they now encircled her breasts tightly, squeezing and pushing them forward. The additional pressure pushed more blood into the breasts rendering the nipples more sensitive. Nipple clamps were attached to them, but this time the weights were vibrating. The “panties” were altered as well, now there were two ropes going through the crotch instead of one; they run on the outside of the vaginal lips. These ropes were not as tight, but whenever Britney wanted to stuff a dildo into her pussy she would need to push them to the sides; of course without the use of her hands. Last, but not least, a vibrator was pressed to her clitoris and immobilised with ropes attached to the panties; its vibrations were set to low. The contestant moaned softly when the toy started to vibrate. No gag was used, so Britney could breath freely and the audience could clearly hear her moans.

“You can go when you’re ready,” Frank said when the preparations were finished, “good luck, although I’m sure you’ll have even more fun than us.”

“Thank you. I’ll do my best,” Britney replied and walked to the first dildo.

The contestant did not need to be told that she was not expected to perform actual squats; the “exercises” had a different goal. She lowered her body trying to aim her wet pussy at the little dildo; it was not so easy with her hands tied behind her back. When she finally managed to aim the toy at her wet spot it fit inside without any problems, although Britney could feel the ropes pressing onto her vaginal lips; she tried to imagine how it would be with the larger dildos. She swiftly did the three squats, she considered performing a minor show, but decided against that idea. There were enough dildos to make it a grand spectacle and she was eager to try the larger ones already. The vibrators on her nipples and by her clitoris felt great, but without additional stimulation they mostly teased.

Britney soon was on the second dildo, the aiming once again proved to be somewhat problematic, but she was certain that she would get a grasp of it swiftly. Three squats later she was on the third sex-toy, this one was also rather small, so she considered the entire bench to be merely a warm-up.

The second bench was much more entertaining, for the contestant as well as for the audience. Britney moaned audibly when the dildo stretched her vaginal lips and pushed the ropes aside. Her squats were slower this time, but not because she was trying to please the audience; by that time she was thinking solely about her pleasure. The audience did not feel neglected though, they loved the authentic performance and cheered loudly to encourage the contestant.

Britney proceeded slowly from dildo to dildo. She really enjoyed having her pussy filled with the large sex toys, but three squats were not enough to make her climax, even with the vibrators slowly but constantly buzzing on her tender parts, and the ropes pressing on her lower lips. She craved to cum, but she feared she might need to perform more than one round; not that she was afraid about her stamina, her legs were barely warming up. The contestant's motions were becoming less and less coordinated though, but not because of fatigue; the horniness was simply making it difficult to concentrate.

The third bench was even better than the second one, Britney’s moans were getting louder and often joined by cries of pleasure. She felt that she could easily cum while fucking herself with such dildo, not necessarily so soon though. The fourth bench turned out to be a minor challenge, but the contestant loved challenges. She carefully lowered her athletic body on the huge sex-toys groaning audibly when they stretched her soaking pussy even further. She had doubts whether she would be able to fit the last dildo, especially with the ropes being an obstruction, but after careful aiming and slow descent she managed to get it whole inside. A long groan accompanied the motion. Every squat that followed was careful and gentle, each accompanied by a high pitched cry.

By the time Britney began the second round she was truly **** for an orgasm, her breathing was heavy and her skin was glistening with sweat. She was not exactly tired, but because of the incredible arousal, and to certain extent also bondage, she found it somewhat harder to squat on the dildos. Despite the difficulties she moved through the first two benches relatively swiftly, she was moaning loudly the entire time. The contestant felt that she might be able to climax soon, but at the same time she wished that the vibrators were going at a greater speed.

Britney again reached the largest dildo, she sensed that she was on the edge and not much more was necessary for her to cum. Her sight was blurry and her legs moved mechanically, if she had not been so athletic this feat would not have been possible. The contestant groaned loudly once again when the fat toy entered her vagina. Just a little bit more… but no. The three squats were done in no-time, but the orgasm was still a tiny bit away. Britney did not return to the first dildo, but continued to ride the largest one. She was crying out loudly and the audience was cheering. Frank did not remind her of the rules, he knew when the show was going well and it should not be interrupted.

Several squats later Britney finally reached the climax she craved. She issued a long high-pitched ecstatic cry, her body began to tremble and she had to sit down on the gigantic dildo, impaling her ravaged pussy on it. The vibrators on her clitoris and nipples suddenly sprang to life and began to vibrate at full speed; that only caused her to cry out even louder. The audience went quiet, so they could enjoy all aspects of the spectacle. For the contestant her climax lasted an instant and eternity at the same time. She craved for it to never end, but at the same time feared whether she could endure much longer in current circumstances. Finally she calmed down, even though her body continued to tremble lightly; her breathing was heavy and she was still sitting on the dildo. It was then that the audience erupted with an enthusiastic cheer; they clapped and whistled, praising Britney for her marvelous performance. Only when they quieted down did the host speak.

“A magnificent spectacle, Britney! No-one could’ve done it better. We’re truly grateful for your participation.”

He approached the contestant and helped her get up from the bench. Assistants soon joined them to untie the ropes. Britney was too exhausted to speak, so she was just smiling, the satisfaction clear on her face.

“Ladies and Gentlemen! It has been a real pleasure to host another successful episode of Who Wanna Be a Bimbo. Thank you once again, Britney and good luck in your new bimbo life. I hope that we’ll be hearing from you again.”

The host assisted the contestant off the stage, the audience was cheering as they went.