The Hunger Games

22... 21... 20...

On a roll with sequels, she decides that this is her best bet in surviving this game.

"The Hunger Games" she says keeping her eyes on the timer now, not looking anywhere else

*Buzz* The scoreboard on the screen remains the same.

Star Wars: The **** Awakens

Jurassic World

Furious 7

Avengers: The Age of Ultron

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Inside Out

19... 18... 17...

"Mission Impossible, Mad Max, uh Magic Mike!" she fires off three answers in a row.

*Buzz buzz buzz* neither of them are correct as the scoreboard remains the same.

Her heart is racing now as she feels the linen starting to clip her elbows. From the moment of impact, she looks down to see that her torso has been completely wrapped, making her hips sticking out clearly. Trying to lift her arms up, she reacts just a bit too late as she sees her arms folded and pinned in front of her, just under her breasts. This machine is really going all out now as it keeps spinning at a constant velocity, her elbows disappearing under the fabric now as her breasts are squeezed together and slowly disappearing as well. Her left arm she kept parallel with the floor so it got up in the wrapping but her right arm is still sticking up as she has her right hand to her chin.

"Is this the look you're going for?" Danny D says sarcastically as she mimics her pose, knowing that its too late for her to move around.

"This fucking prick" she closes her eyes and puts her head down, trying to think about as many other sequels as she can.

16... 15... 14...