Bianca in the gym

"It's race day! We're joined again by Bianca, here in the gym to show us what her typical workout would be."

Bianca smiled weakly and waved at the camera. She was wearing a black pair of boxer shorts, and a black crop top. Her bare feet twitched on the padded floor, and the Filipina rubbed her arms and shivered, glad that the gym was otherwise deserted.

The teenager rotated around the various pieces of gym equipment; the leg press, the elliptical trainer, barbells, and resistance bands to aid with her neck strengthening exercises.

The camera made sure to capture the perspiration beading on her dark skin, and documenting how her muscles moved and flexed as she performed reps of pull ups. By the end of the session, she was breathing heavily, and her skin was glistening.

"We've just got one more challenge for you, Bia," the host smiled. "How about a plank?"

The brunette fell to the floor and adopted the necessary pose, but as she propped herself up and began to feel the strain in her toned stomach, the host placed some weights on her back.

"Hey!" Bianca gasped, grimacing at the additional strain.

"I've got a couple more questions to ask you."

"Seriously?!" he wanted to do an interview now?!

Bianca answered the questions as best as she could, the pain steadily increasing, flexing her fingers and praying that the ordeal was nearly over.

"Have you ever worked out topless?"

"W-what? Of course not!"

"That's a shame, you've got the body for it. Just one more question," the host asked, leaving a pregnant pause. "Will you get naked for Lando and Oscar if either of them win the race?"

"Sure...yeah...whatever," Bianca screamed, "just please get them off me!"

The host lifted the weights off Bia's back, and the Filipina collapsed to the floor. She rolled onto her back and breathed heavily, eyes closed, limbs spread eagled.

"Well done, Bia! Thanks for taking the wager, I'm sure it'll serve as extra motivation for the guys...not that they need any, of course."

As Bianca recovered, it slowly dawned on her what she had said.

"Wait a minute..."

But the host had already left, leaving the sweaty teenager to curl into a ball, whimpering.