Tonya Becomes A Bimbo

"Well, here we are once again, and what a spectacular battle that was! C'mon, folks, let's hear it for our mighty sensual warriors, Christine, Erica and Tonya!"

Biff was carrying on as usual, building the suspense for everybody. He let the applause peak before he continued.

"It was a great battle, and Erica has amazingly survived yet again. Erica defeated Laura when it counted, and now she has Tonya following Laura to..." Biff cupped his ear.

"The Bimbo Throne!" screamed the audience. I really wished they'd get sick of saying that.

"The Bimbo Throne!" echoed Biff. "As you can see, Tonya is strapped up, wired up and ready to go!"

Indeed she was. Tonya was sitting on the large pink throne, the tiara in place on her head of massive platinum blonde hair. Her bare feet were shifting nervously. The lights dimmed and soon a single spotlight shone directly on Tonya.

"Alright, Tonya. Your name is so adorable we won't attempt to change it, but get ready, because...here...it...comes!" At the last word, Biff pressed the big button. Of course, the big button was just for show, inasmuch as a backstage tech was actually pulling a lever, but the audience didn't know that. The results were the same, however.

The spotlights swirled and the lights on the tiara flickered repeatedly. The loud hum buzzed incessantly for several seconds. Finally, the hum stopped, the lights slowed down, and the overhead lighting returned.

The techs descended upon Tonya and flashed lights in her eyes and all sorts of things before declaring her stable. Then they unstrapped her. She stood a bit unsteadily, but appeared to be fine.

Biff walked over. "So, Tonya, you've been through the Bimbo Throne! How do you feel?"

Tonya's knees were together, although her feet were spread apart. Her bare toes were pointed inward. She looked confused. "Ummmm...I'm okay. Really. I'm super, honest!" she said.

"That's great, Tonya! Would you like to go on a date later, sweetie?" asked Biff.

Tonya giggled. "With you, a famous tv guy and stuff? Oh, yeah, sure!"

Biff chuckled. "And what would we do after the date, Tonya?" he asked.

Tonya's hips wriggled, and she was having trouble following the conversation, but she giggled gamely. "Biffy! We're on tv! I can't tell you that!"

Biff put his arm around Tonya as she stood up. "Tonya, everybody! Let's give her a hand!"