start the first contest... whatever it is

Scott and Debbie waited at a table to one side of a clearing in the jungle of the island. There was a few wrestling rings off to one side, able to be wheeled around with adjustments for various locations and matches, and a medium sized trailer shed full of props for various events. Scott wore a Hawaiian shirt and shorts while Debbie had an American flag bikini that was barely strong enough to support her rack. The teams were just starting to come in as they were cued to start.

"We're back for the first night of Tanya McVan's surprise challenge, or as she's been calling it, the Beach Bitch-Off."
Debbie shrugged, making her big breasts wobble. "Who'da thought Miss McVan would fund this whole trip and have something up her sleeve the whole time?"
"Uh... just about any kindergartner. Our teams are taking the field now, and Tanya should be ready to announce the first competition of the show, and the first way to figure who gets kicked out of the running first."