“Two...One…” They say as you lick the last bit of cream from ’s hot body.
Chris looks at Claire, “I don’t know, that was awfully close…”
She says, “I think they made it in time.”
“Really? I’m not so sure…”
You pick some short and curly hair out of your teeth and say, “I think we did it, at the very least it was right on the buzzer.”
giggles and puts on a robe. “Yeah, right on my buzzer.”
Your two judges talk quietly between themselves for a moment. You and look at each other nervously before Chris says, “We’ve decided that it’s too close to call. You’ll have to do a make up challenge.”
“...which I just happen to have in this envelope.” Claire says, handing it to you.
“What a coincidence” You reply dryly.
Claire’s eyebrows raise and she says, “You wouldn’t be accusing us of something, would you ?”
“Far be it from me.” You reply as you open the envelope.
You and read the message inside together.
“In the case of a split decision by the judges upon the completion of a challenge, the two pledges must wrestle in their underwear in a bowl of jello. The winner will be determined by the judges. The loser is required to perform a task chosen by the winner. In the event that one pledge is male and one is female. The male will have both hands tied behind his back."
"WHAT!" You say in shock. "How is that a make up challenge? That's not fair!"
Claire says calmly, "If you cannot or will not perform any challenge, you are automatically disqualified from the trial and cannot become a member. Do you refuse?"
slaps you on your ass. "Hey big guy, if you lose, I'll make sure that you get to do something...easy." She winks slyly at you.
Without a moments hesitation you say, "I'll do it."
After a couple of hours you and strip down to your undies and are led out into the recreation room of the sorority house. It's been completely cleared and the floors lined with plastic. In the middle of the room is a clear plastic bowl, easily seven feet wide and three deep, filled to rim with green jello. A small crowd of people hoot and holler as they see the two of you in your underwear.
Your hands are tied behind and you are lifted over the edge and set inside the cold and moist subtance. is helped into the bowl across from you. Chris stands before you just outside the bowl and says, "Claire and I are the judges on this. We will decide who wins and who has to perform the forfeit."
You ask, "Just how are you going to decide who wins?"
"That's for us to know and you to find out!" He smiles. "The only rule is no kicking." He blows a whistle.
You roll your eyes and laugh. "I'm getting the feeling that this fight is fixed!"
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