Who gets picked next?
Izzy
Blaineley pulled out a card and pleased with what was on it. "I was hoping she'd be picked. Our next girl is going to be Izzy!"
The audience applauded and Izzy front skipped down to the stage. Her fellow contestants were uneasy about her approaching the hostess. She snatched the microphone from Blaineley's hand and said, "Woohoo! Let's jump right into it! Change me, mutate me, morph me, mess me up!"
Blaineley snatched the microphone back and glared at the redhead. "Not so fast. We need a little suspense here."
"No you don't. Everyone came here to see us turn into freaky fetish monsters. So come on! Turn me into a badger beast! Oh, or maybe half-mandrill, half-jackhammer. No, wait! Make me into a mushroom!"
"Don't give her any more ideas!" shouted Leshawna, still bruised from her challenge.
"Does it look like we take requests? Izzy gets whatever we say she gets." Blaineley cleared up.
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