Pretty Well... Until

I fumed as I got into position. This was ridiculous! We had just gotten bimbified midsections and various piercings, and we were expected to race? This was not fair!

A bell sounded, and suddenly lights were flashing everywhere. I took off down the path, not stopping until I finally came to the golden pole. I whipped off my knotted halter-top, wincing slightly as I felt the pressure against my newly-pierced nipples. I dropped my top, grabbed the pole and twirled around three quick times. I let go of the pole and tried to dash away, but I stumbled and had to wait for the dizziness to pass.

Moments later my head cleared, so I made my way to the spanking machine. I stripped off my skirt, then dropped to my elbows and knees. I was still wearing a thong, but for all intents and purposes, my bare ass was in the air as I wriggled my humiliating way into the machine. If I got a chance, I was going to grab Biff by the throat and hold his head under the jello or baby oil or whatever the hell was in the pool.

I was wriggling my way through the machine when suddenly I gasped, my bare ass stinging. I had just been forcefully swatted by a mechanical hand! Then I gasped as I was spanked again, then again. My ass was burning! I wanted to stop to rub my poor bottom, but I had to move. I quickly wriggled through as those mechanical hands swatted me again and again. I finally emerged from the end of the machine and got to my feet, hands on my reddened, stinging ass. Stupid machine!

I made my way down the path to the next stop, the trampolines. I stripped off my bra, baring my newly-pierced boobs. I leaped onto the trampoline and began bouncing. The audience began cheering appreciatively as I bounced for the requisite time. The height I reached while bouncing let me see that I was the first one to the trampolines, so I had the lead heading for the final obstacle.

I leaped off the trampoline and raced for the pool of baby oil. I got to the edge of the pool and quickly stripped off my thong. Naked, I jumped into the tank.

The baby oil was approximately knee-high. I began wading towards the other side, trying to duck step, but suddenly something barreled into me from behind, and I fell face-first into the baby oil. I got to my knees, sputtering, completely covered in baby oil. Tonya was standing there, also covered with the lubricant.

Tonya tried to get around me, and I scrambled up and tried to grab her. She tried to pull away at the same time, and we both fell on our butts. Then Laura was there and suddenly the three of us were slipping and sliding all over as we tried to wrestle our naked way to the bell. The crowd was cheering exuberantly as the three of us put on what must have looked like an erotic wrestling match. I was mad at myself for doing exactly what the crowd had wanted, but there didn't seem to be any other way of getting to the rope.