Arrange a tie

You're tempted to let Patsy win quick, just so you can clean her up and then fuck her silly, but you decide a time master should be patient. You want the girls to tie.

Patsy's edge has been diminished by her four-shot penalty. She grins stupidly, her eyes gleaming, and advances as recklessly as Peggy had before. Still, as the bigger sister, she does succeed at knocking Peggy on her ass with remarkable frequency. Once on her cute little ass, though, Patsy has more and more trouble getting her little sister to go under the surface and the jello-sodden blonde is incredibly slippery and manages to squirm out of Patsy's grips. Both girls struggle to find handholds on the nubile, gelatin-coated flesh and the slippery sliding and groping is quite a lot of fun to watch. Eventually, Patsy grabs hold of Peggy's hair and pulls her head down.

You ring the bell. Peggy comes up sputtering and whining.

"Peggy takes a shot for going under, Patsy takes two shots for the hair pull," you announce.

"But...but...you never said..." Patsy protests.

"Standard wrestling rules," you tell her. "Everybody knows you can't pull hair. Take an extra shot for arguing with the ref."

You suspect she is blushing beneath the sheen of red gelatin, but she goes to her corner.

"S'ok," she mutters. "I got this. I got this."

"Patsy got in trouble," Peggy sings.

"Taunting, take another shot Peggy." you rule.

The sisters pout but take their penalties one after another. They loose track and take one more each than you ruled, but you decide not to mention it. Then you ring the bell and they stagger towards each other and embrace. It's not entirely obvious whether they're trying to knock each other down or hold each other up. They squirm against each other, gobs of jiggling jello and jiggling titties squeezing out to the sides.

"I'm gonna shushafu!" Patsy informs her sister.

"Yersa puffa fosssi fup!" Peggy replies.

Patsy takes a two-handed hold of her sisters ass and tries to lift her.

"Numbaflubaflubanumb!" she exclaims into Peggy's tits.

Peggy tries to scramble even higher up her sister, trying to shimmy up by wrapping her thighs around Patsy's hips and use her tits as a handhold. It's too much for their vodka-soaked equilibria, though, and they tumble over, both sisters going under. This time, you have to jump in and help them both back to their feet and to their corners. It's messy, but not unenjoyable.

You've managed to get the sisters down to two shots each. They each down one, at your insistence, for going under. Then you inform them that the next point wins the competition, along with all the youth and sex you've promised them.

"I gotta get this," Patsy insists. "Gotta get this. So randy. So long since I...need it. Need a man! Oh gosh, I'm so...giggle...snrt."

Peggy points at your crotch then points at hers and winks and nods conspiratorially, apparently offering you a bribe to throw the match to her but lacking the words. You wink back, but you already know how the match will end.

The bell rings and the sisters advance. They embrace. They groan. The squirm. They stagger about. They come to the edge of the tub. You slow time to a crawl, grab them both by the ankles and topple them over the edge, getting out and speeding time up to watch them fall to the padded mats that surround the tub.

You ring the bell as the girls sprawl in a tangle of jello-coated limbs.

"Out of bounds!" you declare. "Contestants have 5 seconds to return to the tub or take a 1 shot penalty!"

The sister scramble and mumble protests, but slip and bump each other and topple over again. Peggy looks like she might make it, so you slow down time and grab her ankle and pull her foot to right in front of Patsy, who grabs hold of it and pulls her back, swearing incoherently at her little sister, when time speeds up again. You then go to the bell and ring it, calling time and calling it a tie.

"Thas naw fair!" both sisters protest.

"Oh, come on now girls, you both did a great job!" you tell them. "Of course, now we have to have a tie breaker.