Round One- Emma Watson

The cameras caught up with Emma backstage, looking at herself in a full-length mirror, dressed in a floor-length white gown with a halter neck. She smiled at the cameras in her reflection.

"I'm just wondering which dress this is." She said, "It's a bit tight around my bottom but hasn't ripped, so I don’t think it's the one with the weakened thread, I'm guessing it's either the heat one or the water one." She sighed and turned to face the cameras directly, "My manager was able to book me a hall at short notice, and both Warner Bros and Disney let me reach out to fans of Beauty and the Beast and Harry Potter, so I think despite only having a few hours to arrange everything, we've got about 10,000 people out there."

A young blonde woman dressed in black and with a headset on, leaned around the door.

"All set, Miss Watson."

"Thanks." Emma replied, before looking at the camera again, "Wish me luck."

The crowd cheered as Emma took to the stage. She paused at the back, still working on psyching herself up for what she was about to do. Then she stepped forwards as the music began.

Capitalising on her fan base, Emma had chosen to sing "Beauty and the Beast". She held a microphone in her hands as she began to sing,

"Tale as old as time..." she walked across the stage, closer to the powerful lights at the front. She could feel it getting warmer, if she had the wax thread dress it should start to fall apart any moment.

She got halfway through the first verse, the line "just a little change..." when she realised that despite sweat pouring down her forehead, her dress was still intact. Damn, she realised, she had the water-soluble one!

Part of the show required her to get naked in each challenge, if she finished it clothed than she would get no points, and would spend the next week naked and with the word 'loser' written on her, she had to make the dress fail! Fortunately, she had insisted on having a bottle of water on stage with her, she looked around for it.

"Ever a surprise..." there was no sign of the water anywhere. Emma looked into the wings, looking for the girl with the headset, eventually seeing her. Between lines, Emma tried to quickly mouth "I need water!"

The girl did not understand her. Fortunately the song had been extended with a musical break, so Emma tried again, out loud, "Water! Now!"

The girl disappeared, hopefully to look for it, but Emma suddenly felt a splash against her leg. She looked down, where one of the fans in the crowd had tried to pass her up a bottle of water, only to accidentally splash her. As Emma watched, the seam up her leg began to come apart, a slit opening to her knee. Emma looked at the audience, and saw more people offering her water. She grabbed a bottle from someone, and as she began go sing the next verse she squeezed the bottle at her midsection, feeling the stitches snap open as the dress fell apart.

At the sight of the attractive girl losing her dress, more people threw water her way, and soon she was being splashed from all sides, her dress opening up wherever the water hit it. The slit raced up her leg to her hip, while the side seams of the bodice sprang apart. Suddenly the halterneck broke, and the top of the dress fell down, leaving Emma naked from the waist up, her pert breasts standing out proud, her pink nipples pointing firmly out at her fans.

Emma rotated on the spot as she kept singing, water hit her in the back and the dress split over her rear, her peach-shaped backside pushing through the dissolved seam. Now the dress was falling off her in pieces so as Emma turned to face the crowd again she raised her arms and stood completely nude, the dress nothing more than soggy white fabric on the floor.

Emma kept a smile on her face despite the humiliation she felt at standing naked, exposed from her toes, past her toned legs, triangle of dark pubic hair, her flat stomach leading to her perky breasts, the nipples like firm pink bullets as the embarrassment and the thrill of what she had done fought inside her.

The applause rose to a crescendo, Emma called out, "Thank you!" Gave a bow, and hurried from the stage.