Tai, Nate, and Victor retreated back into the house. Their was some celebratory champagne on the counter of the kitchen with a note from Charlie congratulating them all on making the finale. The 3 men shared the moment with each other and toasted to making it so far.
The guys walked back out into the main hall to view all 5 of the statues/eliminated contestants.
Tai approached all of the solidified men.
"It has been a great pleasure to play with all of you. It is a shame you can't be out of your state to enjoy this with us. When this is all over, We will all definitely be having a cast party and celebrating this amazing experience we all shared".
"Drinks are on whoever wins" Nate joked.
"Nate, Will you still have the same cheery attitude when you're on that last platform?" Victor said, Taking a mostly playful jab.
"I hope they're handling what they are experiencing well. Good luck to whichever one of us ends up on the last platform." Nate replied.
"I think we should go off to sleep gentlemen. Big day tomorrow" Tai said.
The 3 men left to go get some rest.
Hayden in his statue form watched as they all walked off. He wished he had seen Tyrell in the top 3 considering what he had done for him. His punishment had made him feel like he had thousands of ants crawling all over him. Each one tickling him in the most irritating way. Standing their day in and day out laughing internally and trying to squirm and move and occasionally screaming internally when it could get to be too much. But even when it became too much, it did not stop. Not being able to move made the tickling sensations even worse because his whole mind and body were more focused on the sensations rather than squirming. He was thankful Tyrell made the remainder of his statue time pleasant. He strongly believed he had the most unbearable punishment.
Cowboy stood their in his statue form. He was very bitter and angry. The pinching sensation from the clothespins did not wear off. The large weight hanging from his stone balls felt like it was heavy enough to make him collapse. Yet, he didn't budge at all. He partially wishes he would just collapse in the moment to make the sensations stop. The icy hot that was put on his cockhead was giving a very surreal stinging/burning sensation. He especially hated Mr.Grey for the small amount of itching powder in the slit of his cockhead. It was driving him insane. Like an intense itch in a small spot that you can;t get to. He was very angry being out second considering he thought he was the strongest competitor.
Harry would sometimes notice the guys come and go but it was all a blur to him. He could hardly focus on anything except for his dick. He had never wanted to cum so bad. He had a 30+ day load in him and had spent hours upon days kept in a state where he was just at the point of no return but could not go over. He could hear himself yelling out to anyone who passed to please finish him off. If only he could actually speak. To make matters worse, He wanted to squirm right out of his own body whenever the cockhead polishing cloth flared up. He had such a sensitive cockhead that actual tears were occasionally streaming down the face of his statue self. He wondered if he may ever get to cum again. He was really regretting betraying Tyrell.
Ryan might have been the most angry of them all. The short fused bodybuilder had spent his remaining time being used as a personal urinal for the staff and cast of the show. All he could taste and smell was piss everyday. He didn't have the ability to spit or throw it up. He would just feel his mouth filled up and then having it stream down his throat. Sometimes the crew members thought it was funny to "miss" and drizzle all over his face. Nate and Tai were nice about not using him to go, but even his "friend" Victor thought the situation was funny and had used him once. If he wasn't in statue mode he was thinking of all the harm he would do to each guy who used him.
Tyrell had been sitting on his enlarged electro ball for a day. He had already experienced several anal orgasms and his cock seemed like he was leaking pre a majority of the time. The problem is, The electro occasionally caused the orgasms to be way too intense that the orgasms could be unbearable and almost way too powerful for him to handle. But he did. His ass stretched to an unrealistic length was intense and uncomfortable at first but he was getting used to it. He was hoping Tai and Nate would win very badly.
All 5 men stayed side by side in statue form. Soon, one more would join them and a winner would be crowned.
All 3 finalists awoke. They got ready for the day. Their was a lot of tension and quietness. They were all on edge for what the day would entail.
A voice came over the house speaker:
"WILL THE FINAL THREE PLEASE REPORT TO THE MAIN HALL"
Tai, Nate, and Victor walked into the main hall to greet Charlie. Charlie had 3 other men their with him. They were all tall athletic men. They looked like soccer players. All of them were also barefoot...
"Hello all of you and congrats on making it this far. The fetish for this final round will be FEET."
All of the men groaned. Their wasn't a single one of them that had a foot fetish.
Charlie continued:
"We have prepared a kinky obstacle course for this final round. Here is how it will go down:
The first part of this course will have you all shrunken down to a few inches tall and tied tightly by the shoelaces of these soccer buddies here with us today. You will have to struggle and untie yourself and then climb out of the sneaker you will be trapped in. Once you climb out you will be grown back to size. The second part of the round will have you getting a hidden code off of the soles of our friends here today. They will have a word and a number written on their toes/soles. The soles will have a coating of a paint like substance coated over them so you will have to use your mouth/tongue to get to the secret code. You can only use your mouth and tongue.
"Once you have your code, You will be granted access to the final part. The final part will involve this large pit of socks. Our viewers have kindly sent in hundreds of worn, dirty, smelly socks. The socks are all white or black...However, their are 5 hidden red socks. You are to dive in and find 3 red socks and place them in your bucket. Once you have 3, Run to the finish line first and you will be crowned the victor. In the sock pit, you also can only use your mouth. You can't take socks out with your hands. The winner will get to choose the final person that will be eliminated from the game. The punishment for the final statue will be 'overkill'. This means we will be taking a little bit of each punishment from the previous rounds as well as a punishment themed by this round and applying it to the final statue. Does everyone understand?"
The men all shook their heads yes.
All 3 men were shrunken by Charlie with a shrinking gun and then tied from their legs all the way up to their chest with the shoe strings., their hands behind their backs. Once fully restrained the men were each dropped into one of the size 12 sneakers.
"Ughh oh god. Get me out of here." Victor said.
The smell was very strong. The bottom of the shoes were also lightly damp. The men must have gotten fresh out of a workout or game.
Tai was no fan either and almost wanted to forfeit. The intense smell was gonna be a big distraction.
Nate was lucky enough to have the numbing trigger Tyrell installed in him so he could not smell anything.
"Ready, Set, GO!" Charlie yelled.
Tai began wiggling back and forth until he could finally get hands loose enough to un-do the rest of the string. He tried holding his breath at times during the challenge due to the scent which was just wearing him out more. After holding his breath for a while he would eventually have to inhale deeply. Being older, He wasn't as strong or flexible as the other two guys so he was getting tired very early in.
Nate didn't struggle with any type of scent. He was used to being in ropes so being tied by the string was nothing new to him. He rolled over on his stomach and began using his fingers to try and undue the shoe string tied behind his hands. It was taking a while but he was making progress.
Victor had a secret he kept from the other guys. He has always carried a pocket knife. You never know if it may come in handy he thought. Well now it would. Their were no cameras hidden in the shoe so it was not like he was gonna get caught using it. He wiggled around until he could finally get the pocket knife to slide out of his shorts and to the bottom of the shoe. He inched over to it and picked it up with his fingers. Once he had it open he cut the shoe string from his wrists and the rest was a piece of cake. He simply un-did the rest of his ties with his hands. He put the knife back in his pocket and climbed out of the shoe. Charlie promptly used a different setting on the gun to bring Victor back to size.
"Alright Victor you have cleared Part 1! Move on now to part 2!" Charlie yelled.
Nate began to panic and wiggle faster hearing that Victor had gotten ahead. He could feel his ropes getting looser the more he wiggled around.
