She clasped the bra on herself as her perky breasts jiggled slightly. “Contestant: Megan. Ok XXX “Should have just drove” she thought to herself as she set off down the road. “Whatever….” she mumbled to herself, grabbing a pair of matching white bra and panties. Mostly due to her shyness and timidness she had only ever had one relationship, that hadn’t exactly panned out. “Welcome, Contestant: Megan” a cold robotic female robotic voice announced from seemingly nowhere, and everywhere. “What? Not thirty seconds later she felt an arm suddenly grab her around the waist and rip her into a tight grip. “Each of the trials and the Grand Finale will be recorded by the screen in front of you, as well as cameras placed at various angles throughout the contestants chamber.”
“What.
