"Allrighty!" Carly giggled while addressing the audience. "We've reached the end of the first round! Give it up for our contestants!" she said as she leaped up and down excitedly, her breasts bouncing wildly and threatening to bust out of her jacket. "All of three of these purdy little laddies are tied at 50 points a piece, which means that the winner of the next round will move on to the final round! But first, while our contestants are preparing for their next distractions, it's time for one of my favorite parts of the show: Mini-Distraction, staring one of you!" Carly shouted while dramatically pointing a finger toward the audience.
"For this Mini-Distraction, I'm going to need someone who's nice and strong and doesn't mind (snicker) showing off. Does anyone here think they can lift," Carly said, pausing for dramatic effect and gesturing at a rising curtain, "this 150 lb weight!"
"I'll do it!" shouted someone in the audience. He was a large, muscular man, easily over six feet tall. He had very short black hair and was dressed in what looked like a red athletic warm up suit, as were several other men seated near him.
"Then come on down big guy!" Carly said while beckoning him toward the stage.
Once he took the stage, Carly asked, "So, what's your name and what do you do?"
"My name is Biff Rockwood and I'm a linebacker for the University" said Biff proudly.
"Oooooo! So you must be really strong, huh? That's good, because your challenge is to lift that barbell over your head." Carly explained. "But that's not all! This Mini-Distraction requires brains as well as brawn. You'll be asked a series of questions, and for each one you get right you'll win $100! How does that sound?"
"Sounds like I'm going to make a lot of money," Biff boasted.
"Ah, but there's more! For every question that you get wrong it'll become harder for you to lift that weight, and once you drop the barbell, you're done," Carly further explained. "And, one last thing: the barbell is attached to these ropes which will go through these pulleys above you and then, finally, attach to your clothes. That means that when you drop the barbell, your clothes could get torn off. After that, you get to spend the rest of the shown on top of this pedestal without covering up, so everyone can see you. So, Biff, do you still want to 'show off'?"
"You bet, 'cause I'm not going to drop that weight," Biff answered while flexing his muscles.
"Awesome!" Carly exclaimed, "then lets get you set up."
Internally, Charles/Carly wondered what would happen to this poor fellow. She already had her suspicions, given the way she found herself explaining the rules, that he would be changing rather than the weight when he answered incorrectly. But, she was having a hard time feeling sorry for the egotistical muscleman, especially considering that he hadn't stopped staring at her rack during the entire conversation. "Oh, well," the host thought to herself, "Maybe I'll be able to enjoy this one."
