Whorrer Movie Marathon

Danny adjusted the collar of his cape as an excuse to give a dramatic pause before reading the challenge. "Tonight, Penny must survive our dreaded Whorrer Movie Marathon!" Danny chattered with a mock shiver of fear. Penelope glanced skittishly between Danny and the audience looking like a deer in headlights as she waited for an explanation. The back wall pulls back to reveal a mock two story house with a short white picket fence decorated for the holiday, most notably, a skeleton with an extra crotch bone.

"Our lovely witch Penny will have the arduous task of watching three films in their entirety and answering a short quiz about what she saw. If she answers every question truthfully she will win the one hundred thousand dollar prize, if she answers dishonestly, if she goes outside the fence before the movies are finished, or if she gets fucked, she will be at the mercy of our cast and crew." Danny explained. Penelope furrowed her brow at the terms. "Fucked... by who?" She asked nervously. Danny gave a sly smile to the camera. "Who knows? Maybe a cute pizza boy will come and try to seduce you... do you think you can resist?" He teased causing her to frown slightly. "I'm not passing up a thousand dollars for a pizza boy..." she mumbled. "Then you have nothing to worry about. Let's get you a tour of the house."

Penelope was led inside, the only thing she that seemed out of the ordinary that she could think of was the fact that it was somehow inside of a TV show studio. It was well furnished, with a bowl of candy by the door, a fully stocked refrigerator and pantry, three bedrooms each with their own TVs, and a basement crammed with old boxes, an old TV, an old mirror, a backup generator and a lifesized sex doll. "Feel free to make use of anything in the house you want, grab a snack from the fridge, and don't worry if you accidentally break something. And do note that you won't be disqualified for any self inflicted pleasure, but there are cameras hidden in every room in the house as well as speakers in case we need to get in touch with you." Danny explained causing Penelope to look at him quizzically with a hint of a blush.

Soon enough, she was left in the house alone. She paused a moment to look around the living room before plopping onto the couch, legs crossed as she picked up the remote, turning on the TV. Only three options showed up on the screen. First was the title Bredator: womb hunt at lake Yoni, with a picture of five women smiling around a campfire, a figure visible ominously lit hidden in the treeline behind them with a monsterous erection. The second was Wetnightmare, a distressed looking woman in bed on the cover asleep, with a foggy image of that same woman being whipped naked by a demonic figure in the background as if it were a part of a dream sequence. Lastly was Sawhorse: one last game, showing three women tied to wooden sawhorses between their legs and long tubes strapped into their mouths, with a timer on each attached to tanks filled with gooey looking white liquid. Penelope couldn't say she'd heard of any of these movies before, briefly wondering if they were made specifically for the show, but she had to pick one to start.