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After shutting Joyce into the changing chamber Jack turned to the audience. "Ok, Folks, you see the dial on your chairs arm rest? That little pink knob surrounded by little white numbers? Starts at number 1 and goes to number 10? Well, heres where that dial comes in handy. Today you get to set Joycie's sexuality. 1 is absolutely frigid. 10 is fucking anything that moves."

Jack leered at the audience, "Have fun voting."

The pink spotlights returned and panned across the stage and the audience while a jaunty little tune played for sixty seconds. A small bell rang, the spotlights turned back to white and fixated on the changing chamber while Jack looked at one of the screens as results were tabulated.

On the screen a suggestively illustrated almost phallic thermometer had the mercury rising, rising, rising, and finally shattering the top of the thermometer and spraying out. Jack turned from the screen to the audience, "Well, how do you like that! You folks voted so hard we're off the scale and in the the end the vote went up to 11."

Jack chuckled, "Yes indeedy, folks, this vote can go up to 11. Joyce wont just fuck any and every man, woman, animal, mineral and vegetable she'll also feel the need to do so at all hours of the day!"

"Now, I know some of you may ask, 'Jack, isnt that a compulsion? Isnt that it's own category? Is this fair?' And to that we here at Bimbo or Billionaire say 'who cares?' I dont. Do you?" He looked meaningfully at the audience.

With a hearty chuckle Jack walked to the changing chamber and swung the door open, letting the newly rejuvenated Joyce step out. Blinking in the spotlights Joyce stepped out to polite applause. She smiled and waved back.

"Joycie, how do you feel?" Jack asked as he walked her back to the podium they started at.

"Fantastic!" Joyce smiled even wider.

"And what do you think about your experience here so far?" Jack pressed.

"A miracle. An absolute miracle. My cancer is gone. Thank you, thank you, thank you!" She grabbed Jack by the suit coat and pulled him in, kissing him on the lips. After a full thirty seconds of kissing Joyce pulled away.

Jack chuckled. "Well, thank you, Joycie. Thanks like that make it all worthwhile." Jack wiggled his eyebrows, "But I couldn't have done it without my lovely bimbo assistant Chrissi."

Joyce grinned and walked away from Jack up to the case stands and the big breasted blonde standing next to them. Chrissi cheered as Joyce reached her, grabbed her and pulled her in for a kiss. The audience cheered as the two blondes spent the next minute making out, french kissing and occasionally groping.

When one of Chrissi's gargantuan tits was pulled out of it's dress and Joyce ducked her head to start kissing it, Jack interfered. "Ohhhh-kay, normally I'm not one to interject when two beautiful babes want to get it on but we are in the middle of a show here."

Grabbing Joyce by the arm he pulled her away from Chrissi, "If you want to do that later, feel free. In fact, I inisist on it and am willing to provide a camera crew to document it."

Getting Joyce back to her podium wasnt to hard. The blonde was giggling and happy.

"How do you feel now Joycie?" Jack asked.

"Horny. Really really horny. I dont think my nipples have ever been this hard!" She confided as she reached up to her blouse and ran her fingers over the barely concealed nipples tenting the fabric.

"And what do you think of Chrissi?"

Joyce tweeked her nipples and moaned slightly, "Very hot. Very, very, very haaaawwwt!"

"That she is." Jack nodded his head knowingly. "That said, its time to pick a new case, Joycie."

Joyce nodded and turned to look at the cases. She winked at Chrissi and blew her a kiss as the blonde bimbo was trying to get her huge boob back in her dress. Momentarily distracted by Joyce, Chrissi instead pulled on her nipple and bit her bottom lip while shuddering in pleasure.

"Okay. Lets just get it out of the way, see if my luck is good or bad, case number 13." Joyce anounced.

"Let's see case 13, Chrissi!" Jack called out.

Startled by the command Chrissi jumped to and hurried to case 13 with her large breast still hanging out of her dress, bobbing along as she minced over to the case and unlatched it and let it open. Revealling a case with money in it.

"That's One... Million... Dollars!" Jack shouted and waved from the case to Joyce, "Joycie, you just won a million dollars!"

Joyce gaped for a second and then with a squeal began to jump up and down behind her podium clapping her hands.

After a full minute of applause and Joyce cheering, Jack raiaed his hands and motioned for calm. "Okay. Okay now. That's quite a haul, Joycie, one million, one hundred thousand dollars. How do you feel?"

"Orgasmic!" Joyce answered breathlessly.

Jack guffawed and waved his hand back at the cases, "Your next choice?"

"Let's see if my luck sticks around, Lucky Number 7, please." Joyce pointed to the case she wanted.

"Case number 7, Chrissi."

Finally managing to get her breats back into her dress Chrissi made her way to the desired case, unlatched it and let it fall open, revealing a globe.

"Time for the audience to participate once again and write in with what they think should change about your lifestyle Joycie." Jack anounced and looked from the cases to Joyce to the audience. "Nervous, Joycie?"

Joyce shook her head, "They've been good to me so far."

"Well lets see if that remains the case."

* just a little note from the author here. MLiam84 asked where the previous chapters pole was and it turns out I am not using a pole. I didnt and probably dont expect to actually get a response from my writing. But if you have a comment or suggestion please leave one. I do read comments when they happen and will use ideas better than my own ideas. Just be aware I am hoping to have a chapter a day written for this so theres not a lot of time to vote.