Salvation...?

(Lost author)

"I cannot believe this!" A tall and thin blonde growled as she slowly and angrily marched up the stairs with a shorter and stouter redhead. "We get prepared for weeks for that beauty competition, and what do we get? Not even runners up!"

"Yeah, it is kinda a big blow to our pride, isn't it?" The short and curvy redhead asked.

"'A big blow'? Those blind judges pretty much nuked it from obrit!" The blonde snapped, "I should've at least won second!"

"Don't you mean 'we'?"

"I mean... Between the two of us, I'm the more attractive one." The Blonde commented, causing the redhead to scoff. "You're ass does look like a parade balloon died."

"Oh yeah?! Well, I have the bigger boobs, Ms. C Cup!" The Redhead spat, gesturing to her E cup breasts before pointing to The Blonde's C cup breasts.

"Yeah, because they're saggy and you refuse to wear a bra!" The Blonde fired back. "And if you're going that route, My Dear Veronica, at least I'm not bigger around the middle!"

"Well, Clara, at least I have curves! If you wore green with a yellow beanie, you'd blend in with corn field!"

"And you'd blend in with Shamu, you - What the?!" Clara said, coming to a stop as both women looked up from their position on the stairs as they saw a humiliated Rachel pondering how to get back into her apartment.

Of course, just like everyone else today...

"Hello, who's this slice of beefcake?" Clara asked as she licked her lips, her eyes tracing over the muscles of who she thought was an extremely buff guy.

"Poor guy." Veronica stated, "Maybe we should help? Even if," she felt her heart skip a beat, "seeing that body covered up is the worst thing that could ever happen."

Clara's eyes widened as she got an idea. "That's it! That is how we can decide which of us should've won that rigged contest!" She whispered to Veronica as she pulled her to the side.

"I don't follow..."

"It's simple." Clara explained, "We bring that cutie into our apartment under the pretext of giving him clothes, but he'll be our impartial judge. We both try to seduce him and see which causes his cute little friend to twitch the most. And whoever he picks is the more attractive one, winning bragging rights... And a one night stand with him."

"... You know what? You're on!"

"Come on, think Rachel. Think!" Rachel muttered to herself as she tapped her foot. "There's gotta be a way I can -"

"Hey, Cutie."

Rachel looked up to see Clara and Veronica sashay up to her, both wearing seductive smiles as they stood on both sides of her.

"We couldn't help be notice your little situation." Clara purred, leaning in close. "You must be so chilly out here."

"Why don't you come back to our apartment, Stud?" Veronica asked with a wink. "I'm sure one of us can help you out."