Oh shit. I knew that look. She wanted to try another competition.
I tugged again at the stupid ring. It wouldn’t budge. I knew it wouldn’t come off.id just have to beat her.
I’d been lucky a few times. That’s why she’s so petite and has the cutest tendency to stick things in her mouth.
But I’ve lost more. I hate my stupid squeaky voice and ever since the last competition I haven’t been able to see my feet thanks to the big fake tits I’ll have to wear the rest of my life.
Sighing, I nodded.
I’d just have to win…