Thread: Bimbo vs. Bimbo (Cheesecake&Maiesiobreed)

Olivia was thankful to be backstage, although the damage had already been done. She couldn't even describe just how embarrassed she actually was, or what she felt about carrying a baby which had went from nothing to 8 months within the space of a minute. Being off the stage gave her time to think things over, to actually think about the situation she had got herself in. She wanted to cry, but as soon as Christy was put in the chair across from her, she put her brave face on. No. She wasnt' going to let this woman see her weak side. Oh, I'm just looking at... what was it the host called you? A cow. Look at the size of you . She said, frowning a little. Sure, she was big as well but nowhere near as big as the woman in front of her. Mandy came in just in time to defuse the situation, preventing it from reaching a war of words that could easily have went in to a physical fight. Not that these two women were capable of actually going at it. Neither were in any fit state to walk, let alone start knocking lumps out of one another. Girls... girls. Don't start fighting just yet. You've got a couple of babies to worry about, after all. Mandy said, with that stupid fake grin that she always had on her. Both of you were great out there, I think you're our best contestants yet! Olivia hated the fact that this woman was talking about their predicaments as if it were normal to her. She was one to talk... she looked like a plastic barbie doll with all that cosmetic surgery. One of the make-up team came in with two fresh leotards, hanging them up on a hook on the wall. Olivia's fingers went up to her chest, where two large wet patches had formed on the exact spot where her nipples touched the leotard. My nipples are leaking... She muttered, while Mandy nodded. Yes. You see, both of you are now producing excess breast milk. Call it a side-effect of the boob jobs we gave you... as well as the extreme pregnancies you're both going through. You'll find it won't stop until, well, you get changed back to normal. If you get changed back to normal, that is. After all... everyone gets a prize on this show. She smirked, nodding at the boob and ass job, as well as the baby she had gotten. Now both of you get changed in to new leotards and behave! Don't make me gag you when we take you back on the stage. She said, helping Olivia get to her feet. The dark-haired contestant was a little uneasy at changing, not wanting to see what her naked body looked like. However, they had made sure to leave plenty of mirrors in the room so that where ever she looked, her new full body was on show. Climbing out of her leotard, she carefully began to pull the new one on... noticing that this one had a 'nice' little feature added to it now they were pregnant. A large, over-sized bow was attached to the back of the leotard in her opponent's colour. Olivia rolled her eyes, but began to have extreme difficulty putting the leotard on because of her new size. There was no way they were going to be able to put their new leotard on by themself. The two of you might want to help each other get changed. Mandy winked, leaving with the make-up department so the two women were left alone.