Tonya

Tonya stepped up to the wheel looking a little less confident. She took a deep breath and gave the wheel a much stronger spin than Laura had. Tonya obviously didn't want to have super-sensitive nipples.

The wheel clacked repetitively for quite a while this time. Finally, the clacking slowed and then finally stopped. Tonya looked at the result and her face fell. The crowd went crazy, however, as the word "Vagina Bumps" appeared on the overhead display.

"Wow, Tonya, this certainly isn't your lucky day!" said Biff. "Paul, tell her about it."

"Certainly, Biff! Tonya, the clever scientists at Blonde Concepts are going to be giving you bumps in your vagina, which will be placed right next to your clitoris! Walking outside to get the mail will likely give you an orgasm! Congratulations, Tonya!"

Another beefcake led the shaken Tonya away. The crowd continued to clap for her long after she had left the stage.

That left me. My hand was shaking slightly as I reached for the wheel in anger, and perhaps a little in anxiety as well. I couldn't help it. The outfit, my hair, my nipple piercings, my hips...I was starting to get nervous. I took a deep breath, reached out and gave the wheel a spin.