Time to Go On Stage

The four girls made their way into the room where the event was being held. The contestants were sequestered from the rest of the audience until they were ready to go on stage.

The game show host was a tall man standing at 6'1 says into the camera while holding onto a microphone wearing a red blazer, white dress shirt, black tie and a pair of black trousers. There was rapturous applause as he approached the audience. "Welcome to the latest episode of Fucked or Fortune! brought to you from the great state of Ohio" he said with a wide grin and a wide gesture to the audience and the contestants. "I am your host Danny D. and I will be asking the questions on today's program. This week’s episode has an all College girl line-up so we decided we would make it strictly cerebral this time, general knowledge questions only!.”

"Ladies" Danny D said turning to the contestants. "Please go to your table where your equipment has been set up for you".

The four contestants went to their tables. Kate went to the far-left corner. Cindy went to the far right. Becky went to the middle with Allison beside her. Each contestant was given noise cancelling headphones and so despite being watched by the audience in the converted gymnasium and the TV audience at home each of the contestants were in their own little world, effectively separate and alone.

With the contestants set up and unable to hear except Danny D himself through their headphones Danny D spoke to them through a suit-mic fastened to his lapel.

“The rules of the show ladies are simple. There are four rounds. Every round we’ll ask you three questions. You will receive $5000 for every right answer. However, you won’t know if your answer is correct or not until the end of the round. At the end of the round, you may choose to forfeit your winnings for that round and Play It Safe. After that we’ll count up the scores and you’ll be invited to go through one of the two Round End Doors”.

Danny D gestured towards two doors one painted a bright blue, the other a neon orange. Behind the doors was a large paddling pool filled with lotion. There was also a trolly piled high with bundles of cash. The trolly was positioned so it could be wheeled in front of the different doors.

“The winning contestants for the round, which includes ties will go through to receive their cash for the Round.” A large screen above Danny D showed a room with a massive pile of money arranged in $5000 bundles. Danny D continued. “The losing contestant or contestants will go immediately through to what we like to call Penalty Lounge” Danny D indicated the pool “and after receiving the penalty will be eliminated and unfortunately go home empty handed. And there’s one other bonus rule” Danny D said “After any round a contestant can choose to drink the Fertility Tonic in front of them” The camera switched to the voluptuous form of Ms. White holding a bottle of a clear liquid in a branded vial.

“This mixture is provided by our sponsors at BioNu and is specially designed to massively increase the recipient’s fertility and counteract all known birth control” A murmur ran through the mostly college student live studio audience

“If a contestant chooses to do this their winnings will be tripled for the round and the remainder of the show. Allowing them a potential grand prize of $180,000!” The audience whooped and cheered at this.

Danny D settled the audience down “Of course this leads us onto who will be delivering the penalty rounds this evening”

At this with a curt chopping gesture Danny D indicated for the audio to the contestants to be cut so they couldn’t hear or see the main big studio screen. Danny D continued “From Pen State Penitentiary please welcome the Pussy Pounder Crew! And our favourite Fat Slob!” The screen shifted to the Penalty Lounge. There was a large plastic paddling pool filled about six inches deep with clear lotion. Standing outside it was a group of five muscle bound men and one no less large but much fatter man. They wore only G-strings and it was obvious they were packing massive cocks. The audience laughed and cheered at this.

“Now let’s get this party started!” Danny D said turning to the contestants returning audio to them.

“Who wants to play?!” Danny D asked.

Cindy whooped and cheered at this. “I do! she said raising her hand. "Bring it on bitches!"

The redhead Kate was less enthusiastic. "I'm not going to win” she thought glumly. She was only entering because her financial situation was so dire. None-the-less she really didn’t want to get knocked up. If Kate did get pregnant then she knew her parents would disown her. That’d mean no more trips to Vegas and no more shopping sprees at Bergdorf Goodman. No more Lipstick and Lingerie' she thought.

Meanwhile Allison was thinking "Fuck it I'll play. What do I have to lose? My reputation? Pfft, the campus thinking I'm a slut is that's nothing compared to my bank balance".

Her father had already fucked up her credit score badly enough without him knowing what she actually spent her money on. It was no secret she spent a lot on clothes and make-up. The problem was she was addicted to shopping and it was the only way she could feel good about herself.

Becky, the ebony girl was simply confident she could answer the questions thrown her way. She had no desire to be gangbanged on National TV (or across the internet for that matter) but she had watched the first two episodes of Fortune or Fucked! and was pretty sure she’d be able to ace it. The key was not getting greedy and taking the Fertility Tonic! Or falling for any of Danny D’s tricks.

As for Cindy, the sorority girl was simply too air headed and too greedy to have not yet fully considered what getting a reaming from a pen of rock-hard fertile guys would mean for her reputation or future.

And so, with the girls to a greater or lesser extent ready to play the game began with Danny D asking the first question. Danny D cleared his throat and looked at his card of Round One Questions.