Jo is here, spreading fear! Or not. As usual, All Stars is not mentioned here. This is also likely the most sexual chapter so far, but if you've read this far I doubt you care.

This is also coming out on Total Drama Writing Spree Weekend. Yay! A lot of my other fics are getting updated, including another chapter of this, hopefully.

Disclaimer: I do not own or claim to own Total Drama or any of its characters. I am not making any profit from this fanfiction.

Chris gasped in shock as Jo walked on to the dock, covering his eyes and making 'ew' noises. Jo was completely in the nude, standing proudly with her breasts and pussy facing the camera. "What?" asked the athlete. "I just came from one of my workout sessions, and I do them all naked like the ancient Olympians."

Chris made a gagging sound from deep in his throat. "Can you cover up? Please?"

Jo gave him a funny look. "Why? I thought you were a pervert anyway, Suddenly Clean McClean."

"Yeah," admitted Chris, "but only if the girls I'm looking at are actually..."

"I dare you to finish that sentence," growled Jo, holding up her fist.

"Never mind. Show your poem."

Hey all, it's Jo from TD,

Here to share my experiences,

Of all my couple appearances,

On the show, all this for no fee.

I was the strongest right off the bat,

Brick and Lightning thought they were strong,

Guess what? They were wrong,

They had about the talent of a naked mole rat.

Brick, however, was kind of cute,

Even if his attempts to outdo me failed,

At the end of the day I still hailed,

His bravery and shit wasn't moot.

Plus I think he saw me work out nude,

He would've gotten a good glimpse of my boobs,

And an up-close look at my pubes,

Good thing his mind isn't crude.

Lightning however was just plain dumb,

He couldn't tell the difference between...

A cow and a tree, he was also a drama queen,

And I bet at night he sucked his thumb.

I thought I was guaranteed the money,

Only to be betrayed by my slave,

Cameron the lowly un-athletic knave,

Stop laughing! It's not funny!

I guess overall the show sucked,

Brick was pretty good, for a lackey,

Who dresses in khaki,

If I'd been more clever I wouldn't've been f**ked.

I guess in the end my downfall was my fault,

I could've been a wee bit nicer,

But my aggressive side was an enticer,

For Brick, it was almost sexual assault.

Chris can suck it though,

That man's a sadistic bastard,

And it seems he's mastered,

The art of cruelty, you know.

Hopefully I get on another season,

I'm sure the fans like me,

I'm so psyched, see?

I don't even need a reason.

"Nice job," said Chris, forgetting to be rude for once, "but can you please put on some clothes now?"

"No! Screw you, McLean. I've got a workout to do." The athlete started doing jumping jacks. Chris' eyes flickered up and down rapidly as her boobs bounced around wildly. "

Eventually he turned to look at the camera as Jo moved on to lunges. "Next up we'll have Scott, the devious farm-boy himself! See ya then!"

Thanks for reading! Scott's poem should be up today as well, with any luck.

~TheImpossiblyAwesomeWriter