Lift the Walls

"The viewers have spoken and next up will be... Lift the Walls!" Once again a pathway opens up and the athletic blonde eagerly runs ahead to her new challenge. The room she enters features a single pathway with three walls of increasing height blocking the way.

"This one's fairly straightforward," Chuck explains. "Angie will have to lift each of the walls and pass underneath them."

"Come on, viewers! You've got yourselves a nimble little thing and you're having her do strength exercises? You're killing me!" Randy spins back in his chair with an exasperated look on his face.

"Now now, Randy. Maybe they're just trying to soften her up for the later rounds."

"Hmpf..." Randy is not impressed, but he perks up as he sees Angie readying herself to lift the first wall. She squats down, wedging her hands under the wall. The camera zooms in and gives a close up view of her shapely rear as she sticks it out behind her. "Touche, viewers. Touche."

The cheerleader lets out a little grunt as she starts sliding the first wall upward. She gets it all the way up past her waist before she adjusts her grip and slides herself under the wall to the other side. The crowd cheers as the wall thuds back to the ground and she is through the first obstacle.

"Cleared with ease, but let's see how she handles the increasing weight of the next walls," Chuck says.

Following the same strategy as on wall one, Angie squats down and gathers herself. Her bikini bottoms have ridden up on her a bit and this time the zoomed in view shows almost her entire ass on display. The grunt is a little louder, but the wall starts moving upward. She pauses when she's standing up straight, her arms flexing as she struggles to hold the wall in place.

"This isn't looking good, Chuck."

Her legs shuffle forward a bit and she rests some of the weight on her thighs. Then with another grunting burst of energy, she pulls the wall upward and with a swift spin, gets under the wall, eliciting another loud cheer from the crowd.

"But she gets through!" Chuck announces. "Tough girl, but will she have enough in her petite frame to get through the third and final wall?"

"Yeah you're right Chuck, her shoulders do look a little bit like a small Andy Pettitte. I wonder if she's left handed too."

"Uhh. Actually yes she is left handed, but that's not... you know what, never mind."

Angie shakes out her arms, preparing for the last wall. She reaches down and grabs the bottom of the wall and starts to pull, but isn't making any progress. Frustrated, she stands back up.

"Come on, girl! You can do it!" Randy shouts from the announcers' perch. He is out of his seat and he waves his arms to the crowd to urge them on. They follow suit and soon the whole audience is on their feet cheering. A smile comes over the cheerleader's face and she gives a quick appreciative clap back toward the audience before resuming her efforts. This time, she slowly is able to inch the wall upward. You can see her whole body shaking from the exertion as the camera gives a profile view.

"She's going to have to try an unconventional transition if she's going to get under the wall this time," Chuck says. "I don't think the wall's getting much higher than that."

"On your knees!" Randy shouts. "ON YOUR KNEES!" Whether she could hear him or not, Angie seems to be in the same mind as she bends her body down close to the ground. She eases herself down onto one knee while holding the wall in place. Then she dips her shoulder under the wall and gets down on her hands and knees. The camera shows the beautiful rear view. She starts to slide herself sideways under the wall, the camera switching to a front-side view with her breasts gently swaying side to side with the motion. About two thirds of the way there, she starts to falter. The wall starts to slide downward, but the cheerleader is able to move herself clear of the wall before she collapses.

The crowd erupts to a new level. "By the narrowest of margins, Angie has cleared the second challenge room," Chuck says. "Wow that was tight."

"Yes she is."

Still breathing heavily, Angie is laid out flat on the ground face down just barely past the last wall. Finally, she stirs, standing up and turning to face the crowd, triumphantly raising her arms. The audience gets even louder and as the camera pans out, you can see why. One of the ties on the blonde's bikini bottoms got pinned under the wall and when she stood up, the bottoms did not come with her. She has yet to notice and is bathing in the cheers with a smooth shaved pussy on full display.

"Oh my..." Chuck is almost speechless while his partner on the other hand is wildly cheering.

Randy looks into the camera. "Viewers, I would like to sincerely apologize. As always, you know best." Then he goes back to cheering. Angie drops her arms and reaches behind her to adjust the nonexistent bikini bottoms. Her head suddenly darts downward as she realizes she is half naked. A hand quickly covers each side and her cheeks grow bright red.

"In an unusual turn of events, it seems Angie has lost her bottoms in the act of completing the stage," Chuck goes back into announcer mode. "Unfortunately for her, that means she'll have to continue on without them and that's one less retry if she fails one of the later rooms."

"Them's the breaks," Randy say, clearly not upset about this in any way whatsoever.

"Indeed, Randy. We'll see if that affects her in the next room. Speaking of which, it's voting time again. Pick up those phones and get your votes in now. You're on the clock!"

Angie cautiously makes her way toward the doorways at the end of the stage with her right hand firmly over her pussy and her left hand covering as much of her ass as she can manage.