"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 8: Samey
"Hello dudes, we are back once again for Queen of the Lethal Legs challenge!" Justin exclaimed. "Before the break, we saw a case of Southern Hospitality unlike anyone we've seen before! Yeah, we're talking about Sugar putting a leg clinic on that lovable giant we call Rodney!"
"That brings a whole new meaning to the term, 'squealing like a pig'." Dawn pointed out. "With a scene like that, I swear I ended up on the scene of 'Deliverance'."
"Minus the banjos though." Justin nodded as well. "Anyway, Sugar's time was abysmal at best, but will our next contestant end up dead last like her? Let's find out. With us here right now is Samey!"
The Hawaiian eye candy and the moonchild all looked up to the TV to see Samey inside a massage parlor. She was all dressed up in a knee length shirt and a skin tight blue work shirt.
"How are you holding up there?" Justin asked her.
"Good, although twice as good since my rotten sister isn't here to ruin it." Samey sighed.
"You don't have to worry about Amy, because we warned her before show that if she ruins it for you, she'll be officially disqualified and taken out of the contest." Dawn explained.
"Boy, was Amy furious when we told her!" said Justin.
"Good, she should be butthurt about it." Samey groaned in delight.
"Anyway fans, it's leg action time!" Justin smirked over to the camera. "Who will be the lucky guy to get the special treatment made by our very own Samey? Can his neck take the pressure from those slim legs? Let's find out and take a look, shall we?"
The camera showed the patient, mainly Topher, enter the massage room where Samey was standing.
"Ah, you must be the patient." Samey smirked.
"Yeah! My name's Topher, I'm here to get a massage." said Topher.
"Which kind do you want, sir?" She asked him.
"What do you believe is best?" he asked with sly.
"Oh, it can be anything you want, sir." Samey replied. "You're the customer."
"Okay then, I'll just take the special today." he said.
"Good choice!" Samey exclaimed before pointing to the massage table. "Lay down on the table for me, I'll be back."
"Okay!" Topher replied.
As soon as Topher laid down facefirst on the table, Samey was busy preparing herself by using some lotion to put around her hands. If there was anything Topher hated in a massage is masseuses with dried up hands. Good thing Samey came prepared.
After rubbing her hands with lotion, she approached Topher with ease.
"Be still, okay?" She asked him.
"Okay!" He said.
Just that, Samey dug her hands all around Topher's soft creamy back, caressing them in all-too-perfect circles. Topher was immediately shot all the way to heaven just by that one single touch.
"How does it feel?" Samey asked him again.
"Feels good!" Topher replied, feeling relaxed.
"You want me to go lower?" Samey replied nicely.
"Sure!" Topher said.
Hearing this command from her, Samey went down on the spine area, rubbing them even more gently as ever. Tingles had definitely reached down to Topher's lower back, making the Chris wannabe smile in total delight.
"You definitely have some magic hands..." Topher sighed.
"Thank you!" Sammy blushed as her cheeks turned red.
"I swear, you definitely know all the right parts..." Topher sighed again, being entranced by this incredible massage.
"I sure do," Samey nodded in return. "Now hold still, okay?"
"Sure thing!" Topher smirked.
Without him even knowing, Samey got on top of him (basically on his shoulders) and carefully wrapped her legs around Topher's neck like a snake. Bothered by this a little bit, Topher tried to explain himself.
"Um, is this part of the special...?" Topher gulped.
"Yep, just relax!" Sammy said with a smirk on her face.
And then, all of a sudden.
*CRACK!*
Topher's neck was suddenly jammed between Samey's steel legs, acting like some sort of vice grip!
The vain narcissist felt the pain right away as second after second, the legs kept constricting, leaving him barely any room to breathe at all.
"This is... starting... to get... interesting..." Topher croaked a little.
"Just relax, and let me do the work." Sammy said with an evil smirk.
And then, her legs were starting to move back and forth like a machine, rubbing Topher's neck which also made the skin to his neck scrunch out a little. It hurt a little of the way his neck skin was rubbing on those legs, but as time passed on, it started hurting a little less. The same didn't apply for the pressure surrounding his neck, which was still hurting Topher like crazy.
"Are you sure... this is... legal?" Topher croaked again.
"You don't need to know what's legal." Sammy said as she tighten her legs on his neck.
"Point taken..." Topher gulped.
After she was done moving her legs up and right, her legs started swinging Topher's head back and forth, therefore getting him dizzy as ever. To him, this felt like an insane side-to-side rollercoaster ride. His neck started swinging out of control like a huge pendulum, making him experience a little bit motion sickness.
"Oh maaaaaan!" Topher croaked once more.
The way his head was being whipped around like a rag doll made him a little weary-eyed to be honest.
So to help Topher out a bit, Samey used the rest of her legs to bend Topher's neck up as if he got himself suddenly trapped in a camel clutch. The only difference was, Iron Sheik used his hands to hang on to his opponent's chin while Samey did the same just by using those thigh muscles of hers to hold Topher's. The pressure to his neck was now closing between each of his tendons, making him hard to breathe.
He was quickly fading very fast, much to the delight on Samey's face. Topher did his best to stay unconscious for as long as he could, but unfortunately, Topher knew he was at the end of his rope. After a good minute of being trapped into that leg-wrapped headlock, Topher's limbs started limp.
"How are you feeling now, my patient?" Samey asked her.
"I... ugh..." Topher said, losing the feeling of his voice.
In a matter of seconds...
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...Topher had finally passed out, leaving Samey to break the hold. His entire body was unconscious, slumped over on the massage table.
"I'm glad you're enjoying your time," Samey smirked while she got off of him. "Need anything else?"
She couldn't get an answer from him. Topher was clearly out like a light. Yet, that didn't stop Samey from smiling wide as the Cheshire cat.
"I see you're still resting," She replied. "I'll keep doing my job until you're ready to pay then."
Rubbing her hands yet again, Samey continued to rub an unconscious Topher right by his shoulders.
Back at the studio, both Justin and Dawn looked on the incredible display Samey took on the Chris wannabe.
"Well, I bet that was worth the rubdown Topher got." Justin smirked.
"Samey's quite the expert when it comes to massages like these," Dawn nodded. "One minute, you're feeling good and the next thing you know, they're seeing stars. And she made quite a star on Topher."
"Barely," The model laughed. "You have Samey's time?"
"As a matter of fact, I do!" Dawn nodded while bringing out the timer.
The Hawaiian looked up at her time, which lit up the numbers "4:02" on display.
"Whoa, 4:02 from Samey," Justin sighed. "Still not good enough, but at least she beat Sugar's time."
"Yep, but it might be a miracle from her if she stays in the running for so long." Dawn replied.
"We'll just have to see," Justin informed everyone watching at home. "Until then, Dawn, show us who's next on the wheel, please!"
"Got it!" The moonchild nodded while spinning the wheel.
Using one of his darts like always, Justin threw the dart with great force...
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...and landed right on Bridgette's name!
"So, it's time to surf up!" Justin smirked. "It'll be Bridgette's turn right after the break, so will it be a surf and turf or a crash and burn? Stay tuned after the break, right here on... QUEEN OF THE LETHAL LEGS CHALLENGE!"
Sorry, took me quite a long time to get this chapter finished, but at least I finally managed to get it done! Thank goodness for that!
Anyway, it'll be Bridgette's turn next chapter, so what will I have in store for her? Next chapter will be coming soon, so feedbacks are appreciated! Until next time, Warrior out!