Candy Cotton

“Hi, my name is Candy cotton. I am 24 years old and I like shopping, fashion and having margaritas with my friends on the beach”

Well, that’s what the writers of the show want me to say. Yes, my real name is Candy Cotton. My surname is French as my father was from the French speaking part of Canada, but the rest is absolute bullshit.

In fact, I am currently doing a PhD in physics, I like classic 1940s cinema and reading French classics like Victor Hugo or Dumas. I don’t specially like shopping or fashion, and I really hate Margaritas (Mojitos are much better!). As you might have guessed, I have a really high IQ (I am not going to say how much because I do not want to brag about it).

However, the producers of the show want to portray me as a bimbo. But that’s ok with me. Let’s do it their way. The truth is that I am used to being judged for my image. Even my father and my brother do so, but I will talk about them later.

I am participating in this show, basically because I am fascinated by dicks. It’s amazing how that little thing men have between their legs can vary so much. If you meet a guy, it’s absolutely impossible to know what he is packing. I like that surprise element when I meet a guy for the first time. I particularly like small dicks. I do not know why. I just find them more aesthetically pleasing and they work exactly the same.

I am pretty sure that’s one of the reasons the producers selected me as a contestant. I fully expect a parade of small dicked guys today which is fine with me.

The producers told me that they made some changes. The program will be shorter and instead of 10 guys, there will be just 6. They also told me to do whatever I want with the guys. The 6 guys had signed a consent where they agree to be “touched or handled in a sexual way by the contestant, which will be a good-looking female (whatever that means)”. I think the producers want to make the program more saucy and less of a talk show.

The money prize per guess has been increased, so I get 5,000$ for each right guess, so I can get a total of 30,000$. However, I do not care much about the money. My father is a billionaire and I get several grants from my research. In fact, I will be donating all the money I win to a cancer research foundation I collaborate with. That’s what will motivate me to do well in the show. In any case, I am pretty sure that If I get everything right, they will think of a bonus game or something because one of the highlights of the program is the chinko machine.

The chinko machine is a device that hits guys in the nuts. They use it as a punishment when a contestant gets a wrong guess. The audience loves this part of the show, so even if I win they will find a way that somebody gets hit in the nuts. Of course, when the contestant is a female, the punishment is suffered by a male companion. In my case, the suffering part will be my brother Robbie.

Don’t get me wrong, I really love my brother, but I really want to see him getting punished by the chinko machine. He is a very sweet guy but also very overprotective of me. He is one of the people who is not able to see through me. He thinks that I am a naïve, innocent girl. I never told him that I am doing a PhD, so he thinks I spend all day shopping and sipping margaritas with my friends.

Oh. I would like to chat with you a little more but the show is starting and Paul is already introducing me.