"Queen of the Lethal Legs Challenge"

Rated T

Disclaimer: I do not own anything associated with Total Drama or any of the characters from the show. Total Drama and its characters are owned by FreshTV, Jennifer Pertsch and Tom McGillis. Anyway, it's been way too long since I ever tried a competition fic, so Jeff Hardy Fan VR1 suggested to me that I'd try out a competition fic where 23 of Total Drama's female competitors compete to see which legs are the best in the series. And best of all, Justin is the host instead of Chris McLean. So for those of you anticipating, enjoy!

Chapter 5: Eva

"Welcome back once more to the Queen of the Lethal Legs Challenge!" Justin winked yet again. "Before the break, for those with weak simple minds who weren't watching, we saw Lindsay do a number on Cody non-stop! I'll tell ya, Cody's neck is getting so bent over, it looks like a busted up soda-can."

"No kidding." Dawn nodded. "Someone put him to recycle."

"True that." Justin replied. "But there's no need to grieve, it's time for another leggy beauty to take center stage! Before the commercial, our lucky lottery wheel ended up choosing Eva. She's tough as nails and even ate nails for breakfast without any milk! I'm not sure if that's true or not, but it sounds so painful. Anyway, let's check up on Eva for sure."

The model and moonchild looked over to TV screen, where Eva was standing in a locker room. Eva's outfit was almost like Jo's, except it was a red hoodie and low blue shorts.

"How it's going in there, Eva?" Dawn replied.

"Feeling fine, feeling fit." Eva nodded, before bringing out a neckbrace just in case. "Somebody's neck is gettin' crushed tonight, and here's a little something I might leave for my next victim."

"Yeah, I'm feeling a little sorry for the guy who gets trapped between your legs." Justin smirked.

"Heh, I definitely wouldn't!" Eva smirked.

"Give 'em hell!" Justin exclaimed before looking at the camera. "Eva of course will be wrapping those steel-crushers around DJ, who's training down at a gym. Imagine the surprise DJ's gonna get when he gets jammed between two meaty legs. Will Eva crush her competition? Let's find out!"

D.J. was prepping up at the gym's local basketball court where he was doing squats. It was a good way for him to stretch out before going forward to the rough stuff.

"124... 125... 126, just a little more there..." D.J. said, huffing and puffing.

Meanwhile, Eva (who was in her coach gear) approached the big gentle powerhouse with an attitude that a drill sergeant could ever have.

"Hey, you're D.J. right?" Eva replied.

"Yeah, I am." D.J. said, turning to his coach.

"Good, glad to see you're not blind." Eva replied. "Okay, now we have this stupid little lovefest underway, let's get to work. You're training for the olympics, right?"

"Right." D.J. nodded. "Trying out for the wrestling team."

"Well, with your soft flabby arms like those, you'll get owned in the first round." Eva replied. "Let's start out with push-ups, huh?"

"Let's." D.J. nodded.

"Drop and give me 20!" Eva demanded.

Just like that, D.J. went down on his knees, raised his body and then lowered his body using his arms in a push-up. Instantly, D.J. furiously repeated the whole process in no time. Eva was quite impressed by him so far.

"How about that?" D.J. said.

"Not bad." Eva nodded. "Okay, let's try 50."

"No problem." The big guy nodded.

Once again, D.J. pushed up and down again.

His arms ended up wearing off a little bit, but nevertheless, he shook it off and pushed forward. Despite him moving on with his push-ups, he was losing a lot of stamina very quickly. D.J. just wanted his training to be a little intensive, but not this intensive! After the final push-up, D.J. wobbled his arms a bit, just to soothe his wrists out.

"This is starting to get interesting here." D.J. chuckled.

"It's gonna get harder than that." Eva informed him. "Now drop and give me 10."

"10?" D.J. raised an eyebrow. "Heh, no problem!"

"But there's gonna be a twist." The musclewoman replied.

"There is?" D.J. gasped.

"Just get down." Eva demanded.

Just being a little curious, D.J. went into push-up form...

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...

...only to have Eva sit on his back.

"Okay, why are you sitting on my back?" D.J. asked her curiously.

"You'll find out soon enough." Eva smirked.

With Eva sitting on DJ's back, she started wrapping her thighs on D.J.'s neck. And without sudden movement...

*CRUNCH!*

Eva squeezed her thighs together, crunching between his neck in total pain. The feeling looked so tight and fit like a boa constrictor strangling it's prey to death. Eva was doing just that to the big powerhouse right about now.

"Wha... what's going... unn.. on?" D.J. gagged.

"I want you to pull off 10 pushups while I keep doing this to your neck." Eva replied. "You gotta be willing to go through pain in order to succeed!"

Making more sense, D.J. slowly but surely managed to lift his body up using his arms.

And slowly, he managed to lift his body down without any problems. But he was already suffering enough problems as it is. With Eva on top of his back, it was taking him around 20 seconds to pull off a single pushup.

So far, he pulled off three pushups and suddenly, Eva started pressing her thighs more harder than ever.

"This... uggggh... this hurts!" D.J. coughed.

"That's good. Pain's a good thing!" Eva exclaimed.

"It's a horrible thing!" D.J. gagged. "I can hardly breathe!"

"Keep fighting through the pain, D.J!" Eva insisted him.

Not giving up on Eva, D.J. managed to fight through the pain and pull off another pushup after another. Eva kept pressing those thighs tighter, which was getting dangerously close to crushing D.J.'s entire vocal cords. The pain still wasn't enough for D.J. as he kept moving on with the push-ups. His face started to turn a little purple though due to the strangulation.

Right after the seventh pushup, the pain started to take hold.

"I'm feeling a little woozy here." D.J. gulped.

"You're just about there, D.J.! Only three more pushups left!" Eva said, squeezing in those thighs harder.

D.J. was coming this close to passing out, but now wasn't the time to sleep. He really needed to get those last push-ups done for sure.

With his vision fading away, D.J. managed to muster up the last ounce of strength and courage and pull off the last few push-ups. Right away, he could feel everything turning into colors as his arms wobbled. From there, he now started to lose strength in his forearms. No one knew how long he could take this strangulating, but it was only a matter of time.

After pulling in that last push-up, D.J. fell to the floor unconscious. That felt a whole lot satisfying to Eva.

"Well, looks like you're finally done with the push-ups," Eva replied. "How are you feeling right now?"

There was no response coming from D.J. Those muscular thighs of hers apparently knocked D.J. out for sure.

"I understand. I'll let you sleep it off and then we can get to pullups, then." Eva said, patting D.J. in the shoulder before walking away for now.

Impressed by the damage Eva unleashed on D.J., Justin and Dawn turned to each other.

"Talk about getting physical for sure." Dawn chuckled.

"You kidding? Who knew training like that could be more intense? Good thing I don't have to train to make my body look so perfect." Justin chuckled. "So you have Eva's time?"

"I definitely do!" Dawn exclaimed as she brought out the timer.

"It appears Eva clocked in at 5:38." Justin said.

"Yeah, talk about wasting no time!" Dawn nodded.

"Eeyup." The model nodded. "So Lindsay should breathe a sigh of relief for now since Eva has now offically placed last. But now ain't time to grieve1 We've still got a lot to go! So leggy beauties, so little time! Ready to choose our next contestant, Dawn?"

Nodding in response again, Dawn spun the lottery wheel nicely as the male model took a good aim with his dart.

With combined strength and force, Justin threw the dart...

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...and landed right on LeShawna's name.

"Well, this oughta spice things up! We've got LeShawna coming up next!" Dawn exclaimed.

"LeShawna, huh? Things are definitely about to get a little ghetto here!" Justin exclaimed. "Will LeShawna unleash those brown chocolate legs on her poor victim? It's about to get crazy all up in this bizness after the break, right here on QUEEN... OF THE LETHAL LEGS CHALLLLENGE!"

Wow, it took me a frickin' while, but here it is, ladies and gentleman! I hope you're all satisfied!

Anyway, it'll be LeShawna's turn next chapter. Feedbacks are welcome! Until then, this is UltimateWarriorFan4Ever signing off for now! BOO-FRICKIN'-YEAH!