Connie and Emily both spent the rest of Monday at home. Neither of them felt like talking to anyone. Their butts and their pride hurt way too much. What they were able to do, was try to imagine what sort of games Janice would come up with. Both women knew that the games weren't likely to be much fun, well at least not for them.
Tuesday morning Janice called. She told both women to be at the casino Monday morning. They would see where to go when they got there. She also told the ladies not to shave. Shaving their pussies would be one of the door prizes for their guests. Connie and Emily both hung up the phone in shock. Some stranger would win the right to shave their vaginas. Dear God! If that was just one of the door prizes, what would the actual games be?
It was Wednesday afternoon before either woman ventured outside. Both their bottoms were still sore from the paddling, but they couldn't just stay indoors all week. They both knew that if they weren't seen around the base, people would begin to talk. Emily especially had to be seen. As president of the Officers' Wives she had duties to perform. Connie had it a little easier. As the vice-president her role was mostly ceremonial.
Emily had to spend all day Thursday and Friday planning a charity dinner for the following week. It was all a blur. She was so distracted by what was in store for her, she didn't even remember what charity the dinner was for. Somehow the planning got done. Emily was just glad to get out of there. God how she wanted this to be over.
Saturday morning Emily went for a walk. She just wanted to be alone with her thoughts. She was imagining all the terrible games Janice might come up with, when who should she run into but Connie. The ladies just stopped and stared at each other. They were all alone, with no one to see or hear them.
Emily told Connie that she hoped she was happy with what she had done to her. Connie said that actually she was. She called Emily a double crossing bitch and told her that whatever games Janice came up with, she was going to beat her ass. Emily told Connie that she was too stupid to win anything, and that she would enjoy watching Janice and Tony humiliate her after Monday. Connie started to walk towards Emily, and for the second time it looked like the ladies would try to fight it out. However, just then a squad of enlisted men came jogging down the path, and the two women just glared at each other and went their separate ways.
The rest of Saturday and all of Sunday seemed to crawl by. Neither woman slept much. When they did sleep, they had nightmares of bizarre competitions and humiliating displays. The worst part was that they expected that Monday would live up to their nightmares.
Monday morning came. Each woman dressed as she had been told. Then both Emily and Connie made the long drive to the casino. When they got there, they saw a large circus tent set up in the parking lot. On the entrance to the tent was a large sign. It read: PRIVATE PERFORMANCE, AUTHORIZED PERSONNEL ONLY! Both women knew this was where they were supposed to go.
Connie arrived a minute or two before Emily, but a guard at the tent told her that she was to wait until the other lady arrived. The guard had orders to only allow them to go in together. Emily arrived and both women pointedly ignored each other. The guard passed them through and they went in.
As they entered the tent, they were almost overwhelmed by the sheer size. The interior of the tent was almost 100 yards long and about 50 yards wide. Alongside one wall of the tent, the women could see that a small set of bleachers had been set up . There appeared to be about thirty men seated in the stands. In the center of the tent stood Janice. She appeared to be holding a microphone and she waved at the women to come over.
Janice was thrilled. Everything had worked out perfectly. She had expected it to take days to find a place to hold the tournament. Instead, Monday afternoon it had practically fallen into her lap. Janice had been at the gym working out, when she happened to begin talking to another woman in the gym. During the conversation, the lady had mentioned that her husband rented large tents. When these were described to Janice, she realized that one of them would be perfect for her needs. By the end of the day, she had spoken to the husband and arranged for the tent to be set up in the casino parking lot. It had taken the workers two full days, but by Wednesday evening it was done.
The rest of the week had been spent designing the games and getting the equipment. Some of it had required a little creativity, but Tony had lent her two of his maintenance staff. They had been able to build everything she asked for. In fact, they had done such a good job, that they had been rewarded with two seats at the games. She could see them sitting in the second row. Like all the other men in the stands, they couldn't wait for the games to begin.
When Emily and Connie saw Janice wave them over, both their knees went a little weak. The ladies knew they were going to be humiliated in front of all these strangers. But there was no way out. They both owed more than they could possibly raise, and if Tony marketed those tapes and pictures on the base, they'd be ruined. The women each gave one last little shudder and walked over to where Janice stood waiting.
As the ladies walked over, Janice began to speak into the microphone. "Honored guests! It is my privilidge to welcome you to this special event. These two women will compete in five very special competitions The woman who wins the most events will be the Grand Champion. Now let me introduce the competitors."
Janice walked over to Emily and pointed at her. "First, our own general's wife, the lady with the BIG BUTT!!! EMILY PARKER!!" Emily couldn't believe it. She didn't know which was worse, having Janice tell all those people who she was, or having her point out how large her bottom was.
Then Janice walked to Connie. "Our other contestant, the champion of morality, a woman with a set of whoppers you won't forget, CONNIE DAVIS!!" Connie was just as happy with her introduction as Emily had been. She also didn't want these strangers to know who she was.
The audience, however, loved it. They stood and applauded. Then they obviously started betting among themselves on the winner. Connie and Emily would have been even more horrified to know that every man in the audience thought that both ladies had wanted to do this. They knew nothing about their debt problems. Every man in the audience was either a large gambler or a casino employee. Either way, they all knew Tony personally. Those men simply believed that the two ladies were competing for some fantastic prize Tony was offering.
As the applause died down, Janice began speaking again. "Gentlemen it is time for the first event. I call this event the Veggie Race. As you can all see, each of our contestants is fully dressed. I am now locking their pants on." With that, Janice placed a combination lock on each pair of jeans, as she had done before.
Then Janice asked for the spotlights to come up. Four spotlights opened up illuminating four tables. The table formed a square with the three women standing in the center. Each table was about thirty yards from the two others adjacent to it. The tables had large signs on them numbered 1 thru 4. From where the audience sat, Table Number 1 was lower right, Table Number 2 was upper right, Table Number 3 was lower left, and Table Number 4 was upper left.
After the lights were up Janice began to speak again. "Each woman will race to each table. At each table there is a task to be performed. First the women will run to Table 1. There they will find the combinations to their locks. They will unlock their pants and remove all clothing below their waists, including shoes and socks. Then they will run to Table 2. On Table 2 are four cucumbers. Each woman will insert one cucumber into each hole. They must be in far enough not to be visible. The woman who reaches Table 2 first will have an advantage, since, as you can see, one of those cucumbers is significantly bigger than the rest."
Connie and Emily didn't know what to do. They couldn't believe what they were hearing. They were to remove their pants and underwear in front of this crowd. Then they were supposed to stuff those horrid cucumbers up themselves. They each had to fight to pay attention, because Janice was continuing her explanation.