3 comments/ 28648 views/ 6 favorites Find That Guy: Porn TV's TG Gameshow By: EyeSoreASite Synopsis: A Game show where 4 male contestants Compete against each other and a straight couple. The man of the couple is put in a bodysuit and the couple competes against the 4 male contestants in a series of sexual challenges, earning or losing points. Each male contestant is eliminated until only one remains. Then he must guess which of the couple is a woman, and which a man. If he guesses correctly, both sides points are awarded to him, translated into cash ranging from $10,000 to $100,000. If He guesses wrong the money goes to the Couple. * Freddy was nervous as hell. His girlfriend Sue had signed them up for this stupid game show without even telling him. He still wasn't sure why he'd agreed. Sure they could win a lot of money, and they'd each get a grand just for participating. And sure they needed the money pretty bad. Desperately actually. But they would be on national TV having sex with strangers. He didn't know what was worse, the fact that his girlfriend would be having sex with strange men right in front of him, not to mention the live studio audience, or that he would be having sex with the same men, in a female bodysuit. Freddy shuddered at the thought. Ok, his part would definitely be worse. Freddy wasn't gay. He wasn't by either. That was a requirement for the show. They even had him do a couple of interviews with shrinks to make sure he was straight. The kink factor of straight guys being made up as girls and having to have sex with other men was what gave this show such good ratings. There were other, more vanilla show Sue could have signed them up for, but the kinkier shows had much bigger prizes. There was a version of this show on another network, but used a lot of bondage, and a lot more guys. Freddy figured he should just be grateful Sue hadn't signed them up for that one. Freddy was just too nice of a guy. He had trouble saying no, especially to Sue. Jill, one of the girls who worked backstage approached him."Hi!" she said, all cheerful enthusiasm."Just 15 minutes till we start rolling, so could you follow me to make up real quick? Oh, and in case you didn't know, I'll be your fluffer before we start." Freddy blinked at that, as he followed her make up. She was cute. Kinda short, with red hair freckles and glasses, but very voluptuous under her Porntv t-shirt and jeans. "Uhh, why exactly do I need a fluffer? Won't an erection kinda give me away?" he asked, taking a quick glance at her butt as she led the way."Don't worry about that, the suit will hide any trace of physical masculinity. It will just make it a lot easier on you if you're aroused." Jill showed him to a chair in front of a makeup mirror and he sat down. Immediately Jill got on her knees in front of him and unzipped his pants, reaching in and pulling out his dick. She started kissing it gently, causing it to stir. Freddy rolled his head back as she engulfed his hardening cock. Under her ministrations, it took him a full minute to realize that someone was talking to him. "...shaved your entire body already, it's always a hassle when they forget to." Freddy try to focus as the makeup girl explained a few things, while applying a light powder to his face, so he'd show up better on camera. Apparently the application of the bodysuit would be done on camera, though not in front of the audience, so they couldn't give away his identity to the other contestants. Not that the whole world wouldn't know soon enough. His face and name would be all over their TV screens before he was put in the suit. Everything was kind of a blur until he was standing there nude in front of a camera. They would do the voice over stuff later, they just needed a before shot. Then they led him to this phony futuristic looking chair, and a group of professionals started applying the specialized high sensitivity constriction material of the body suit. After each piece was in place make up people would come out and make everything look seamless and attractive. In no time Freddy got up and looked down at himself, but he couldn't see much over his 36D sized breasts. He flexed his fingers, which seemed a couple sizes smaller, topped with nail polish. Reaching down he felt a waist inches smaller than his, leading into wide curving hips and a smooth rounded. Bending a bit to see over his tits, he looked and, sure enough, his cock was gone, replaced by a smooth shaved pussy. He could feel where his cock was, inside, with a portion of the sensitive tip poking out where he clit would be. He reached up and felt his tits. He really could feel them, brushing his nipples sending a shudder through him. These things were more sensitive than his own skin. Turning around, he saw a beautiful, completely nude, woman starring back at hm. Ruby red lips, and blue green stylized eye shadow. Full perky breasts, with little rosebud nipples. Pale, creamy skin and wavy dark hair to his shoulders. Damn. The sight alone was enough to keep him raging hard in the confines of his suit. Though he could feel a strange pressure at the base of his penis. Jill snapped him out of his astonished daze, asking him to follow her. They were ready to begin shooting in front of the audience. Yikes. Freddy started shivering as he walked up to the plywood set, to a door that would open as he and Sue were announced. The room was warm enough, he was just scared shitless. Sue walked up, led by a man in another Porntv t-shirt, and stepped up right next to Freddy. "Ready?" she asked, putting on a tremulous smile. She was nude too. Or she was the only one nude, since not a speck of Freddy's skin actually showed. But i damned sure felt like he was nude. And about to go out in front of a couple hundred people. And play sex games with four GUYS. With MILLIONS watching at home. HOLY MOTHER FUCKING..... " And please give a warm round of applause to our lovely couple, Winnifred and Sue, from Henceforth Washington." The host called out over the microphone, and Jill gave Freddy a little shove through the opening doors, sending him stumbling onstage into the blinding lights. Applause, whistles, and catcalls greeted Freddy and Sue as their eyes adjusted to the light. Freddy and Sue hurried over to the partial cover of the podiums they would stand behind for part of the show. The set was made up like the corniest 70's game show set, with garish colors, flashing lights, and pastel hues. The whole show was done with a retro style, trying to distinguish itself from the "Reality" TV shows of the early 21st century. Freddy tried to stop his trembling as the guys were introduced one by one. Nude. "Please Welcome Ricky!" a lean dark haired guy with a swimmers body. "Darren!" a large dark skinned guy with a shaved head. "Vince!" a blonde, Scandinavian bodybuilder. "And Miguel" the shortest one, only 5ft 9 inches, though still 6 inches taller than Freddy was in the bodysuit. And not a one of them was packing anything shorter than 7 inches. Flaccid. 'What the hell would those things look like hard' Freddy wonder, his apprehension reaching new levels. "Ladies and Gentlemen, we welcome you to another exciting game of" and on the last three words the whole audience joined in. "Find! That! Guy!". The host gave a quick explanation of the rules. That the couple would compete as a team against the individual guys, competing in challenges which would earn them points that would translate into money at the end of the game. Some challenges would disqualify the guy who did the poorest, leaving only one standing at the end of the game. The last man standing would have the option of guessing which of the couple was the man, or challenging them both to a sudden elimination round. If he guessed right, he gets all the money he earned during the challenges, wrong, and Sue and Whinnifred would get their winnings. But if it went to sudden death, the winner gets it all. The guys took their places behind the podiums opposite Sue and Freddy, and the games were ready to begin. The host made with his gimmicky game show shtick, tossing out the occasional joke, and getting the requisite laughter, before outlining the first contest. The podiums, which were just for appearance, were abandoned and the contestants made their way over to a little half dome offset where the first game would take place. Rick and Darren stood shoulder to shoulder on one side, Vince and Miguel on the other, and all their not so little soldiers stood at attention. Freddy stood before Rick and Darren, Sue before Vince and Miguel. The first game was called BLOWOUT. Freddy and Sue would get on their knees and each service two men with hands and mouth. If they could get each man to ejaculate in five minutes they'd get 20 points. If all four lasted past five minutes, the first to cum is disqualified, and each of the remaining three get points based on their time, the longer they last, the more points After the five minute mark, Freddy and Sue can still get five points each by swallowing every drop of cum. They lose points the more cum makes it out of their lips. The Buzzer sounded, and Freddy dropped down on the pads provided right in front of each guy. He was Staring down the barrel of two, literally throbbing, cocks, having never been anywhere close to one other than his own in his life. Up this close they were HUGE. The one on Rick was a little shorter, but thicker, and on Darren it was longer and veinier. Freddy took a big gulp thinking about what he was supposed to do, and stole a quick glance over to Sue. His eyes tried to bug out. Sue was on her knees in front of the other two guys, her right hand rapidly jacking Miguel while her left clenched Vince's butt cheek for leverage while she brutally fucked her own throat onto his cock, burying her nose in his blonde pubes about twice a second. She was moving so fast her breasts were slapping around windmill style it horrified Freddy to see the woman he loved like that, until it registered that he was wasting precious time. He turned back to his own task. He reached out to tug on Darren's cock and started jacking it. This was an activity that was more than familiar to him, even if he did have some trouble getting his now girlishly slim hand around the huge member. Trying to keep the motion up he turned to Rick and leaned forward taking the head only into his mouth. He held the tip awkwardly in his mouth, and gave a little shudder. Wrenching up his nerve, he slowly forced his head onto the shaft. A third of the way through he gagged and drew back. That was when he realized he'd stopped jerking Darren all together. He just couldn't concentrate on both tasks at once, so he decided to focus on the more difficult task of the blowjob. He reached up with both hands, taking up two thirds of Ricks cock, and started jacking it. Then he lowered his mouth to the last third and started sucking it like a lollipop. It made him sick, but he choked off his gag reflex, among other things, and started working the underside with his tongue. Just when he was starting to get a good rhythm going, a bell went off totaling breaking his concentration. He looked over to Sue, where Vince was being escorted out, having cum too soon, and Sue was busily slurping down Miguel's cock. Freddy turned back to his task but was interrupted again by the buzzer announcing the five minute mark. Time was no longer a factor for Sue and him now, but it meant they'd missed out on a lot of points. Now all Freddy had to worry about was...swallowing. Freddy got back to work on Rick, halving lost more than a bit of his squeamishness in the last few minutes. He got nearly half the cock in his mouth now, bobbing up and down and working the base with one hand, while fondling the balls with his other. A bell rang, signaling Miguel's release, and Sue hurried over to take on Darren. Up this close Freddy was really amazed at her technique. And her enthusiasm. Freddy tried to copy some of her moves, putting both hands on Rick ass, and slowly impale ling his own throat. It was all he could do not to gag at first. But when he heard a moan and looked up into Ricks face, and saw the pure lust in his eyes it... well it actually started turning Freddy on a little. Power is a heady thing, and this was a kind of power he had never had over another man before. It was kind of intoxicating. He actually started getting into it, staring into this guy's eyes, and working his cock in and out of his throat. After several minutes he tried to get fancy. Keeping his eyes locked onto Ricks he drew back, jerking the rod with both hands while he slowly engulfed Ricks balls in his mouth, one at a time. He only realized his mistake when it was too late. With a shudder Rick Came, the first spurt landing in Freddy's hair and down his smooth back to the crack off his pear shaped ass. As Freddy pulled back in surprise, the second spurt hit his face with enough force that it knocked Freddy back a bit, thrusting out his jiggling tits to be hit by the third blast. Freddy continued falling back until he lay flat, with his legs spread wide, where his artificial pussy received the fourth and final blast, coating his slit milky white, and actually getting more than a little semen inside. All told, Vince was disqualified. Miguel won 5 points, Darren 10, and Rick 18, including a bonus for cumming inside someone's pussy in the BLOWOUT game, a feat never before seen on the show. Freddy and Sue, combined, earned 7 points, all thanks to Sue. The taping was given a short break so the contestants could clean up. BUT WE'LL BE RIGHT BACK AFTER A WORD FROM OUR SPONSORS. To Be Continued... Find That Guy: Porn TV's TG Gameshow Round 02 Round 2 This Time It's Vaginal Synopsis: Freddy and Sue entered a sex based game show, were Freddy was transformed into a woman and the group of males competing against the couple must use the series of sex based challenges to determine which of the two is a real woman. The first challenge was Oral based, and a crashing disaster for our protagonists, due in large part to Freddy. Now we rejoin the show in progress for the second challenge. "Welcome back, ladies and gentlemen, for round 2 of FIND THAT GUY" said the host, giving the camera his cheesiest smile. "We left off with our couple Sue and Winnifred holding only 7 points, and one of their opponents, Vince, having been disqualified. Their remaining opponents are Rick, with 18 points, Darren with 10 points, and Miguel in last place with only 5 points." The host put on an incredibly false consoling expression for the camera at the end. "But, don't worry Miguel, because you'll have the chance to close the gap in the next challenge. So without further ado let's get on with our next game, THE GYMNASIUM," "In this game 2 of our male contestants will sit on these inclined workout benches." The host indicated almost normal looking benches you would see used for a bench press in any gym. Except for the elaborate bondage device suspended above it. "Our lovely couple will then have their ankles strapped in directly above their male counterparts' shoulders, and their wrists a few inches further out. His will leave the ladies positioned for vaginal penetration. The ladies must then use the muscles of their legs and arms to penetrate themselves and then move up and down. Small monitors will b place on each contestant, to monitor the pleasure centers of the brain. The ladies jobs are to get their men off as quickly as possible. But if they themselves should orgasm first whatever points they would have earned revert to their male counterpart. Only once each man has orgasmed will the challenge be complete, and the woman who scores lowest will face the remaining man. The ladies will start with 20 points each and will lose a point for every 2 minutes that passes. The men will start at 0, gaining 1 point for each minute. The guys drew straws to determine the odd man out, so Darren and Miguel please have a seat, and Sue and Winifred, let's get you girls strapped in, shall we?" Freddy moved over to the contraption, trying not to let his feet drag. He was led towards he bench where Miguel sat by a girl wearing a sequined thong, and nothing else. The sight of the nearly nude nymph walking beside him, and the feel of his own breasts swaying back and forth, was enough to keep him thoroughly aroused despite his mounting apprehension. The longer he wore these things, the more natural it seemed to feel. As it was, he could feel the cool air gently caressing his nipples. He blinked for a moment, looking down at them. They were little eraser nubs pointing straight out like they were cold. He couldn't remember for sure whether they'd been like that the whole time. But he didn't think they had. He was so engrossed in his... study... that he wasn't looking where he went. He bumped into Miguel's knee before he knew he was there. The touch of the man's bare skin sent a shiver of apprehension up his spine. Another place altogether shivered, but he tried to ignore that one. Especially since the better part of the sensation took place in a portion of his body that, well, wasn't really a part of his body. 'What the hell is this stuff made of he thought. The first girl was joined by another scantily clad vixen and, with an extra helping of reassuring smiles, they helped to strap him in. First his wrists were secured so he was leaning slightly over Miguel sitting on the bench. Then, with the girls help, his ankles her secured just a bit past Miguel's shoulder's and bending him almost double. The position alone was uncomfortable, but he was starting to feel the strain immediately. Freddy had never been very athletic, but he would have to study yoga or gymnastics for years to make this configuration feel anything resembling natural. Amidst the pain of stretching muscles, Freddy became aware of something else. Miguel's penis gentle brushing against his pussy. The host gave a quick countdown, letting the competitors know when to begin. When he got to "Go!" Freddy started lifting himself up. He worked to try positioning the rigid shaft so he could plunge straight down on it, since he doubted he could hold himself up long like this. Miguel did nothing to help of course, since the longer it took, the more points he earned. Freddy lined the tip up with his opening and let himself down. As he lowered though, the shaft just slid along his pussy lips, never quite entering. The feel of the trip down made him quiver in pleasure for a moment before he could work up the effort to try again. Freddy strained with the muscles of his shoulders, back and thighs lifting himself into position again, his pussy dangling a millimeter above Miguel's throbbing tool. This time he took his time, difficult as it was. He lowered himself until he felt the head pop inside. When he felt it enter, he noticed for the first time he was wet. How the hell could that be? He continued to lower himself, feeling each inch sink slowly in. It was agony on his muscles, this slow descent. But they feelings he was getting from his pussy were more than making up for it. About a third of the way down he thought it was securely in, and dropped the last several inches. "Uungghhh!" he moaned as he was fully penetrated. It was so tight. He felt so full. He was lost in the feelings for a minute. When he came back to himself he looked Miguel in the eye. The bastard was smirking. He thought he had this in the bag. Now Freddy was getting pissed off. He'd show him. He'd ride this guy so hard when he came Freddy would have cum shooting out his nose. That particular thought gave him pause for a sec, but he thought screw it. No actually, screw him. So he did. Freddy started riding Miguel's dick. Pulling up and down he fucked himself onto the hard cock. With an effort he managed to get a good rhythm going. Up down, up down. He could feel the walls of his new cunt clutching onto the shaft every time he moved up. The feel of muscles clenching and unclenching he knew he didn't even possess. The feeling was incredible. It felt so damn good he just stopped caring how it all worked and the ride. On every downward stroke Freddy experienced a fullness that caused him to sigh in satisfaction. He was completely lost in the moment, his eyes half closed. Until a glance at the wall showed him something he hadn't noticed before. There were to strips on the wall with colored lines running up them. They range from blue, to green, yellow to orange to red. One was labeled Winnifred, he other Miguel. And over the top, in bright shining letters, it said ORGASMETER. That was apparently how the audience saw who was approaching orgasm faster. Then it registered on Freddy that Miguel's bar was still in the blue, yet his was fast approaching yellow. He was losing. Freddy gave himself a mental shake and tried to focus. He tried to think of what he could do to really rev up Miguel's engine. Unfortunately, his options were a little sparse at the moment. Miguel on the other hand had no such problem. He reached up and started roughly mauling Freddy's heavy breasts. He kneaded the soft flesh, squeezing until Freddy squirmed around. Then he started pulling on the nipples sharply, tugging so the whole breast would stretch out behind it. Freddy started mewling right away. Then it turned into a long drawn out moan when he felt his nipples being treated so roughly. He tried to twist away from Miguel, but he had no room to do it. The attention his breasts were receiving was uncomfortable, humiliating, and quite painful. But it felt Soo Good! Freddy started panting as he watched his gauge shoot up through yellow. Miguel leaned forward and started sucking Freddy's nipples. Oblivious to straining muscles, Freddy unconsciously started riding Miguel faster and harder. He lost focus on his goal and just fucked himself onto the rigid pole nestled inside him. His gauge was into the orange when Miguel took things a step further. Licking two fingers, he reached down and started vigorously rubbing Freddy's clit, which was really the head of his penis. Freddy started bucking and moaning like crazy. Lost in pleasure, he saw his gauge shoot up to the red and peak, just as the audience started cheering and whistling. Then he came like a freaking avalanche, his cunt convulsing like crazy and squirting juices everywhere. He had to come down for a while before he realized he could still feel his ball inside him, and they were aching like hell. All that, and he hadn't ejaculated. Maybe he couldn't, like this. He sagged from exhaustion, sweat poring off him. Miguel had his hands on Freddy's firm, round ass, holding him tight against him. Freddy's breasts were mashed into his chest, and he could actually feel Miguel's heartbeat through one nipple. Everywhere their skin met was slick with their combined sweat. His hands caressing Freddy's rear, Miguel leaned forward and, to Freddy's shock, kissed him on the mouth. This whole experience was insane enough, but there was just something innately intimate about kissing to Freddy. Of all the things he'd done today, of all the things that had been done to him, this crossed a line for him. He was outrage. Disgusted. And completely helpless to stop it. Feeling his sweat slicked body pressed against this man. His breasts sliding over his chest as he moved. Every little throb and twitch from the invading member. Another man's tongue sharing space with his own in his mouth. Their lips pressed together sensually, their bodies writhing. Something inside Freddy's head just sort of broke. A wall he had built up came crumbling down. And Freddy moaned into Miguel's mouth, returning the kiss in full. His tongue dueling for supremacy. He displayed a passion he'd never shown before. Not with Sue. Not with anyone. In the midst of this rapture, Freddy's arms and legs were released. Without a conscious decision, they wrapped tightly around Miguel, waist and shoulders. Freddy drew himself as deeply into Miguel's arms as he could, driving his cock as far in as it could go, and pulling out of the kiss everything he could with a desperate hunger. *** Miguel's hands roamed over the body of the beautiful woman wrapped around him, caressing her face and throat, her back and thighs, before settling on her waist. There he grasped her tightly, using it as leverage to piston into her as hard and fast as he could. His hunger almost rivaled hers as he plunged into her until he felt her begin to shutter again, her pussy grasping him like a vice. It drove him over the edge, and he unleashed a torrent into her. Her release was so strong she collapsed unto his shoulder, shivering and sobbing quietly. But still managing to plant tiny kisses on his neck and shoulder. *** Freddy slumped on top of Miguel, his legs falling to the floor, and tried to catch his breath. He was completely wiped out after that ordeal. Now that he wasn't suspended from that contraption, and he didn't have an intense force of lust driving him, his muscles had turned to jelly. And he was acutely aware of Miguel's penis, now softening inside him. He glanced over at Sue and Darren, without moving his head. What he saw would have shocked him, if he wasn't so completely drained. Sue looked like she'd passed out, with her back arched and her arms dangling to the ground. Apparently she'd been released from her restraints at some point to, because the only things holding her up were her legs locked around the benches legs, and Darren's massive, and still rigid penis. There were semen splatters on Sue's thighs, and even up to her stomach. As well as a spreading pool beneath them. A fair amount was still dripping from where Darren's cock met with the entrance of Sue's abused cunt. The host was saying something, but Freddy was still too out of it to understand more than one word in three. The two girls that helped strap him in came up and helped him to his feet. Well, they may have been the same two girls, Freddy really couldn't tell at this point. That had been the most exhausting, and confusing, thing to have ever happened to him. That included running cross country, and that time he'd watched the movie Inception with a couple friends while on acid. He couldn't think straight at all right now. Or walk straight for that matter, as he proved while the two girls led him off, each holding an arm. He hadn't realized they were headed back stage, until they led him to a little tiled alcove, almost resembling a bathroom. "You can wash up here, and we'll come and get you when we need to start rolling again, ok sweetie?" said the girl on his left, smiling and patting his arm. The girls left and he wandered over to the little shower and started the water up, letting it warm a bit before stepping in. Once inside, he let the warm water roll over him, washing away the aches in his muscles right along with the sweat. He just stood under the flow of water, nodding of a little while the water relaxed him. It must have been twenty minutes before a new girl came up, one of the stage hands, and told him they were ready for round three. This snapped him out of his lethargic state fast enough. "What about that guy, Rick. Don't I still have to go against him? "Freddy asked, shuddering at the thought. It turned out that they girl that scored lowest had to take on the third challenger, and even though Sue had gotten Darren to cum a little sooner than Freddy had with Miguel, by that time Sue had already came five times, another game record. Because of that, when Freddy was led off stage, Sue was strapped back in, barely conscious, and Rick stepped in and had his way with her. Eliciting two more orgasms from her, apparently. "But isn't that unfair, she wasn't even given any time to recover." Freddy exclaimed, appalled at the treatment of the woman he loved. "The couples' team combines points after each competition, so they can earn a much bigger prize at the end of the game." The girl explained. "So the male competitors are given a little more of an edge with the way the games are set up, to make it a little more fair." That didn't seem particularly fair to Freddy, but he was too tired to argue, so he just followed the girl as she led him back onstage. Time to start Round Three. To Be Continued... Find That Guy: Porn TV's TG Gameshow Round 03 Find That Guy: Round 3, The Harlot Letter Synopsis: In this transgender gameshow, Freddy is made over into a woman, and he and his girlfriend Sue compete against male contestants in sexually based challenges, until the only remaining male guess which of the two is a real woman. Freddy walked up to stand beside Sue, behind the small podiums provided for them. It looked like she'd been given at least a little time to clean up, but she still looked more than a little worn out. They stood there, side by side and completely nude (So to speak, in Freddy's case) awaiting the results of round two. The nude couple had been decimated. They'd lost every point they could have earned, leaving them with the same seven points they had at the end of round one. Miguel had earned 27 points this round. Darren had gained another 30. And Rick, having faced off against an exhausted and defeated Sue, had garnered a staggering 39 points. Miguel, who came in third place in the first round too, was disqualified. The host wished him good luck and said farewell as he left the stage. Freddy was actually a little sad to see him go. Draining as it was, the last round with him had kind of been something special. When he realized exactly what he was thinking it left him a little shocked. He tried to pretend to himself that he had never been thinking any such thing. At the current rate, Freddy was going to end up making denial and selective memory into art forms. "Alright, Are you ready for round 3?" the host asked the audience and a cheer went up in reply. " This round will feature a first for our show..." the host paused for dramatic effect." Audience Participation!!" At that, the crowd went nuts, cheering and stamping their feet so the whole studio seemed to shake. The host jumped on quickly into a summation of round three, which would favor the girls, point wise, like the last round favored the men. Freddy and Sue were led off stage. Apparently they would actually be wearing CLOTHES this time around. Two stage girls helped them into their costumes. It seemed this game was going to have a Puritan theme, as Freddy and Sue were dressed like pilgrim women. Sort of. They were stood in front of mirrors and a team of perky girls commenced dressing them. Dull grey wool stockings were rolled up their feet. Very drab, but incredibly form fitting, stopping at mid-thigh. Over those were pulled billowing long dark skirts covered in pleats. Very conservative, until you realized they didn't have on any underwear. The skirts just slipped on, with a couple snaps to hold them in place, but the blouses were another matter entirely. Colored to match the skirts, a dark drab bluish grey, they were almost the opposite otherwise. Where the skirts left everything to the imagination, the blouses left nothing. Long sleeved, skin tight latex with pure white collars and cuffs, they each had a large oval cut out of the front, leaving Sue and Freddy's breasts to hang freely. The flesh exposed like that was more appealing to Freddy then the complete nudity had been. Looking in the mirror, he could disregard the fact that it was him, and just appreciate the sight of an incredibly beautiful woman. His breasts were huge and firm. But they still moved and bounced freely, the way breasts were meant to. It was an almost hypnotic sight. Their outfits were rounded off with dazzlingly white bonnets that let their hair cascaded down their backs, and a pair of clunky and rather uncomfortable sandals, adorned with polished brass buckles on the top. So... Not the most historically accurate costumes, precisely. Then again, that was probably part of the point. They were led back on stage, to a cheesy village set. Centered in the set was a set of wooden stocks. Freddy and Sue walked over to the stocks, bent over, and put their necks and wrists into the half circle indentations in the wood. The tops were lowered and locked, securing their hands and heads in place on one side, while their bodies were bent over on the other side. The Guys took their places behind the girls, lifting up the voluminous skirts and got ready for the game to begin. Here was where the audience participation came in. In front of the girls a long line of 'Volunteers' from the audience formed. The guys would start with 20 points, and lose a point for each minute it took to make the girls cum. While the girls, on the other hand, would start with no points, and gain 2 points for each audience member they brought to orgasm before cumming themselves, with a 3 point bonus if they could swallow a given load. Though that was mostly up to the man they were servicing. And as a little twist, Darren and Rick would be limited to anal penetration to bring the girls off. To affect that, they'd been given a liberal dash of lubricant before they were dressed. *** Freddy was feminized, dressed as a promiscuous pilgrim girl, bent over and bound, with the larges cock he'd ever seen about to take his anal cherry. It wasn't shaping up to be his best day. The Host said "On your mark, get set, Go!" and Freddy felt Darren's massive rod impale his ass. He let out a very high pitched scream, the girly quality of which had very little to do with how his voice had been changed, and a lot to do with what felt like about four feet of hard cock sliding up his ass. Darren reached out and grabbed onto Freddy's hanging tits and used them as leverage to... my god... to push in MORE of his massive cock. Freddy couldn't see behind him, but he couldn't imagine there actually being more to this thing. There were tears running down his cheeks. Thank god for lube. Without it he was sure he would be dead already. Darren bottomed out, and Freddy let out an agonized moan. It felt like his dick was ripping him in half. With his eyes squeezed shut in pain Freddy didn't see the first guy approaching. The first thing he was aware of was a salty shaft entering his moaning mouth. He was still too overwhelmed to manage any kind of technique, luckily the guy eager enough to make it unnecessary. He just started frantically fucking about six inches of dick in and out of Freddy's mouth. But Freddy was lucid enough this time to remember his objective. So when the guy in his mouth started to tense up Freddy tightened his lips around the shaft and managed to catch the spray of cum, swallowing it all. The taste was less than pleasant, but it was still pretty far down Freddy's list of concerns right now. Freddy was getting pounded pretty hard from behind at the moment, but the pain was beginning to fade a little, fading into discomfort. In the meantime he'd already finished off one guy, the salty jism sliding down his throat, and the next guy was stepping up. He and Sue were going to kick ass this round. The next guy stepped up to the plate for his chance to swing his bat around. About five foot four, maybe two hundred and fifty pounds of what looked like whale blubber, and three inches of hard (mostly) dick bobbing in front of him. Freddy smirked at how easy this would be. A particularly strong thrust from Darren turned it into a grunt a moment later. Freddy opened his mouth and licked his lips while looking into the guys eyes, and welcomed Prick Jr. into his waiting mouth. Tightening his lips around it he gave it a good strong suck like a hard candy. This elicited a goofy sounding "Wooh" from tubs, so Freddy worked over the shaft with his tongue while trying to keep the suction up. It took about fifteen seconds and the heavyset guy was making mewling sounds and Freddy felt his little cock start to twitch. Just as the first taste of cum hit Freddy's tongue, the cock popped out of his mouth as the guy literally fell on his ass. The guy let out a girly squeak, and his one little shot landed inside Freddy's bonnet, sliding down his forehead and over one eye. As tubs embarrassedly and bare assed scrambled away guy number three stepped up. A twig of a man with a twig of a dick leading the way. Five ten with about four or five inches pointing at Freddy, this one left nothing up to chance. Grabbing Freddy by the ears he slid in and stared humping frantically like he was afraid someone would stop him and tell him it was all a joke. Judging by the thick as hell glasses and the acne scars, to his mind that was probably a real danger. Freddy tried to work on it a little, but the tip kept tickling his tonsils, which few people ever get to find out, is surprisingly distracting. With little to do up front, Freddy started noticing the action in back a bit more. It wasn't exactly easy to ignore, but concentrating on other things had helped to take his mind off the pounding his formerly virgin ass was taking. Darren was certainly giving it to him good, or bad depending on your perspective, but it was going more smoothly now. His ass had opened up a little, learning how to be a good hostess. A little stretching and it was still uncomfortable, but the distress was mostly psychological now. And Freddy had been through too much already to be phased that badly by a little butt sex with another man, Giant prick notwithstanding. Another minute went by and it was finally starting to get to him. He was so incredibly full, a sensation he'd never experienced before, and then he was devastatingly empty. Full, and then empty. Full, and then empty. It was starting to make him light headed. Guy three came in his mouth and moved on. Still not a pleasant taste, but it was beginning to be old hat for him. Guy four, average personified stepped up and slid in, moving back and forth gentle but leaving the rest up to Freddy. He hadn't exactly been fresh when he'd started, and after being in this position for so long Freddy's legs and back were working up a real ache. This reminded him of the sad state Sue had been in and he looked over to check up on her. Sue had apparently given up already. Her body hung limp between the stocks and Rick's rigid dick. It looked uncomfortable as hell, but Freddy wasn't sure she was even aware enough to notice. He'd got a quick peek inside her bonnet and her face was completely enveloped in semen, dripping copiously to the floor. Apparently a helpless, maybe unconscious, fuckdoll of a woman was a big turn on. The way they were treating the woman he loved was really starting to piss Freddy off. The twitch of the cock in his mouth brought his attention back to the matter at hand. Before he knew what was happening Captain Average had pulled out, gave his prick a couple jerks, and sprayed his cum all over Freddy's face. 'Now that's a dick move if ever there was one' Freddy thought. Darren put his hands on Freddy's round ass and started squeezing the smooth flesh. He kneaded the tender cheeks and messaged them tenderly. Gentle caressing of just the finger tips across the beautifully rounded flesh was then punctuated with a resounding smack to each cheek. The shock of the impact caused Freddy to clamp down hard on Darren's invading member. This elicited a moan from Freddy as he felt the shaft pulling against the pressure he'd created. After seeing the response, Darren began repeating the process, Squeezing and massaging, followed by a gentle caress and then a sharp smack, sometimes to one cheek, sometimes to both. The cock pistoning in and out of his ass, and the clever ministrations Darren was employing were starting to feel too good. Freddy was feeling little quivers in his pussy with each thrust, and his ass would clench each time Darren withdrew, almost like Freddy didn't want to let him go. Men lined up and made their deposit, either in his mouth or on his face, but he was no longer focusing on his task. All his attention was now being focused on the blissful boffing his butt was receiving. Cum slid down his throat and off his chin in equal measure while he felt the slap slap slap of Darren's balls against his pussy lips. The Buzzer sounding broke Freddy from his daze. He looked over at Sue. She'd come. Now she couldn't earn points anymore, but she'd still be stuck in that stockade blowing guys until Rick came. Then Freddy saw Rick's hand, at an angle where the camera couldn't see it. It was in Sue's pussy. He'd been fingering her to get her off sooner. The Bastard was cheating. He opened his mouth to protest, and about eight inches of cock were shoved down his throat. He gagged at the sudden intrusion and looked up. It was the host! "Hi, Winnifred. Just thought I'd pay you a quick visit." he said, working his cock a couple inches further down Freddy's throat. "You know, you really do make a very beautiful girl. You might consider making it a more permanent thing." He whispered, while gently, almost lovingly brushing a strand of cum soaked hair out of Freddy's face. Freddy tried to tell him about rick cheating, but it just came out as mumbling and gurgling around his dick. Freddy worked the shaft with his tongue, sealed his lips, and sucked for all he was worth, trying to get the host off quickly so he could talk. But it was to no avail. The host was apparently no light weight like most of the audience members. He had staying power, and Freddy was nearing his limit. Exhausted and over stimulated, he was powerless to resist as wave of pleasure came crashing from his ass, to his pussy. Muscles clenching, tingling all over, Freddy came like a hurricane. When the spasms of ecstasy waned, Freddy was to out of it to even notice the streams of cum fire up his ass and down his throat. Everything faded to a black, dreamless sleep To Be Continued...