"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 7: Sugar
"We are back once again to the Queen of the Lethal Legs challenge!" Justin exclaimed. "As you may already know before the break, we saw first-hand LeShawna crunch and stretch Harold to oblivion!"
"No kidding," Dawn nodded. "I heard Harold's bones break so loud, I couldn't tell if that was a Dorito I heard crunching in the background."
"Yeah, otherwise we might have to find himself a neckbrace." Justin nodded as well. "Speaking of doritos, we got ourselves one total food machine from the south. She's glamorous on the outside, but dangerous on the inside. The only woman that makes white trash look so luscious, Sugar!"
Suddenly, both the male model and the moonchild looked up to the TV to see Sugar inside a barn. Her outfit looked a little southern to be exact, consisting of a red-white checkerboard top and feisty blue hot pants.
"So Sugar, how's our patient coming along?" Justin asked her.
"Rodney ain't gon' see me comin', that's for sure!" Sugar chuckled. "I'm busy showin' him around my barn for his visit. He's definitely gon' get a lot of southern hospitality when I get done with him!"
"Nice to hear that." Dawn nodded.
"Got any chocolate?" Sugar replied.
"Nope, I ate it all. Tough luck." Justin smirked. "Looks like Rodney's gonna have one wild day for sure. Will his neck be able to withstand those two steel tractor beams that is Sugar's legs? Will Rodney ever get out of that barn alive? Let's go right ahead, and find out, shall we?"
Rodney was outside the entire farm, trying to see where Sugar went.
"Hey Sugar, you around here somewhere?" Rodney shouted. "I've been waiting in your room for perhaps an hour or so..."
Suddenly, Sugar ended up rushing out of the cornfields, and approached the big country boy.
"Sorry about that, sug." Sugar replied. "Had to check on those darn chickens. They keep running like it's the end of the gosh-danged world."
"Same thing with my cows back home." Rodney replied also.
"Anyway, I managed to get the barn clean. Why don't I show you around?" Sugar suggested.
"Sure, no problem!" Rodney nodded.
Suddenly, after walking through a mile of the cornfield, the duo showed up at the barn.
"Well, here's my entire barn." Sugar replied. "It feels a lot more warmer in the winter."
While he was looking around the entire barn though, Rodney smelled something so foul. He didn't know if it was coming from Sugar or the animals, but something was foul and he needed to know why.
"Oh man, did you do that?" Rodney said with his nose crinkling.
"Oh, hush up, it's just the horse feed." Sugar said, correcting him. "Anyway, let me show you around."
The first place Sugar showed Rodney was the chicken coop.
"Okay, the first one to my right is our chicken coop," Sugar replied. "We got every kind of chicken from white, black to even the brown chickens. I'd look out for the black chickens though, they always plan to break out of their cages every chance they get."
Suddenly, Sugar managed to glare at one of the black chickens, who tried to scratch away a cell bar while using a nail file.
"I'm watching you both!" Sugar exclaimed.
Right there, the chickens threw the file away.
"Okay, moving on." Sugar said before showing Rodney the horse stables. "All right, now we have the stables where we breed the finest horses we ever have."
Just then, a big brown horse actually approached Rodney head-on and gave him quite a friendly nuzzle. Rodney guessed that must've been the way horses kiss, but that's just him.
"Look, he actually likes me!" Rodney exclaimed.
"Actually, he was trying to get rid of the fly that was on your face." Sugar smirked.
"What?!" Rodney shrieked, panicking to what Sugar said.
"Relax, I'm just messin' with ya!" Sugar chuckled.
"Ohhh, thank goodness..." Rodney sighed.
"Okay, now that were done horse kissing, let's move on." She said, escorting Rodney to another part of the barn.
The next part of the barn happened to be a huge mudpit. Rodney was taken aback by it's wide space, which almost made it look like an entire basketball court. Imagine taking every pig from every country and placing them in this huge pigpen. It would almost be the United Nations for pigs.
"Okay, this right here is the family pigpen." Sugar replied.
"Whoa, that looks huge!" Rodney gasped in delight. "It really makes the pigpen in my barn much smaller."
"No kidding." Sugar nodded, patting Rodney in the back for some reason. "Anyway, you haven't seen the best part yet!"
"What are you getting at?" He raised an eyebrow.
With a delicious evil smirk on her face...
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...Sugar had pushed Rodney into the muddy pigpen, leaving him in quite a muddy mess!
"Ack! What's going on?" Rodney hacked a little.
Still smirking, Sugar hopped on Rodney's back and carefully wrapped her legs around the back of Rodney's neck. Without no warning from Sugar...
*CRUNCH!*
The plus-size Southern belle clenched onto his neck tightly. squeezing her steel legs together like a huge boa constrictor. In Rodney's point of view, his neck was being constrained tightly, which made him look like he was being caught in a vice grip. The harder Sugar pressed her legs, the harder it made for Rodney to breathe. Her legs was so strong, she would crush a beer can on impact.
"What... ack... what are you doing...?" Rodney gagged.
"Relax, I'm just showing you how the pigs do it in the pen!" Sugar smirked. "Now hang tight so I can roll you around."
"Say what now?" He gasped.
Using the power of her legs, Sugar managed to roll Rodney around in the mud, leaving him a very dirty mess.
Rodney tried his best to fight back, but couldn't due to the feeling he was losing around in his arms. Luckily, the only feeling he didn't lose left was his legs. But he couldn't even try to get out using his legs, otherwise that would be useless. The only thing Rodney could do was get used to the pain around his neck, hoping it would end fast enough.
After being rolled around the mud for a good 30 times, Sugar then rolled her legs up and down, giving Rodney's neck a total neck massage.
"Okay... this... accccck... hurts...!" Rodney gagged again.
"Relax, I'm taking it easy on you," Sugar informed him. "Just be lucky I'm lettin' you get some air!"
Sugar went fast with her legs for sure. Rodney's neck kept cracking for a good 45 seconds, not wondering if Sugar was a country girl/massage therapist or a country girl/chiropractor. However, the leg to neck massage didn't make Rodney any better for sure. Instead, it was hurting him. With the situation he was in, he often wondered if Sugar was actually giving him a tour of her barn, or just wanted to kick his ass. Either way, the big red-haired country boy was in total pain.
With those legs crushing him, Rodney started turning deep blue and his eyes dazed off over his head. The country boy tried desperately to hang on for his life, but the feeling in his wrists and hands were completely gone. They were dead as brainless zombies.
Within seconds and seconds...
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...Rodney had blacked out, falling his eyes in unconsciousness.
Seeing this, Sugar finally decided to let him go, which resulted in Rodney's face hitting the mud.
"Well well well, that wasn't so bad, was it?" Sugar smirked. "How did you like the tour of my barn so far?"
Sugar couldn't get an answer from Rodney whatsoever. He was passed out completely with no sudden movement whatsoever. Even though he was completely unconscious, Sugar knew he'd liked it. He was just too terrified to admit it.
"I see you're resting it out." Sugar nodded. "I guess I'll go clean you up at the showers just to wake you up then."
With her work done, Sugar managed to lift Rodney up by her shoulders and left the barn, only to go take a long shower.
Back at the studio, both Justin and Dawn were mightily impressed by Sugar's impressive legwork.
"Whoa, talk about southern hospitality right there!" Justin chuckled. "Sugar definitely laid it on Rodney hands down!"
"You're telling me," Dawn nodded. "Those legs of hers could turn a whole lot of steaks tender with just one crunch."
"Well, speaking of food yet again," The model smirked. "Care to show what time Sugar clocked in?"
"Gladly." The moonchild nodded as she brought out the timer.
Justin looked at it close-up, having found out that Sugar clocked in at around 3:35.
"Ooooh, 3:35 for Sugar, not good for her." Justin sighed.
"Nope, she did quick work faster than a cow tipped over in breakneck speed." Dawn replied.
"With that, Sugar now takes dead last." Justin informed everyone watching at home. "But there's a lot more leggy beauties to come, so lets depart from the South and see where we are headed next! Dawn, the wheel, please!"
"Gladly!" Dawn nodded as she spun the wheel.
Using one of his darts, Justin threw with great intensity...
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...and landed straight on Samey's name!
"Well, looks like we're going one-half of double trouble next!" Justin smirked. "How will the nicest of the twins, Samey, fare out in this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity? Will Amy try not to troll in? We'll find out after the break right here on... QUEEN OF THE LETHAL LEGS CHALLENGE!"
Sorry, this took me so long to do everyone. I got caught up playing mindless hours of WWE 2K16 on my PS3, knowing why I took a long-ass hiatus for sure. But regardless, I'm glad I finally got it done and over with.
Anyway, how will Samey fare in the next chapter? Feedbacks are welcome. Until next time, this is UltimateWarriorFan4Ever signing off for now! BOO-YEAH!