Alison Goes To London Chapter 16 A Jolly Good Fucker
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"Hello and welcome to the new series of Big Fucker International. I'm your host John Doe."
"And I'm Jane."
"What kind of a show have we got lined up for the viewers at home, Jane?"
"Well, John, over the next week and a half the viewers will have the opportunity to nominate a contestant to enter the Big Fucker house, each day, until there are a maximum of 10 people in the house."
"And after that?"
"After that, John, the audience will continue to add contestants to the house on a daily basis, but they will also nominate one person each day to be evicted."
"So the house will continue to contain just 10 people?"
"That's right."
"And how long will this continue, Jane?"
That will continue for the next 50 days, John."
"And after that?"
"After that, no new people will be added to the house, but one person will be evicted each day until we have an eventual winner."
"So the show will last seventy days in all, Jane?"
"That's right."
"And what's in it for the contestants."
"Well, they'll be earning $10,000 per day that they remain in the house."
"So its in their interests to be as slutty as they possibly can?"
"Exactly, John."
"So tell me, Jane, why do we call it Big Fucker International."
"Its international, because contestants can be any colour or nationality in the world."
"But over 18 only, huh, Jane?"
"Of course, John."
"And will these 10 contestants always be 5 men and 5 women."
"Not necessarily, John. The audience can choose an even balance if they wish, but they could also remove all the women for instance and replace them with men to make a big gay house."
"Or, remove all the men and replace them with women to make lesbian house, Jane?"
"That too."
"What else could they do Jane?"
"Anything they choose. They could fill the house with nine men and only one woman to create a gangbang house. Or with nine women and one man to create a harem house. Or any variation in between."
"Sounds exciting, Jane. Who is our first contestant?"
"Our first contestant, who will spend the first day alone in the house will be..."
[Editor's note (which will be removed when all four options are filled): Each thread represents one day in the house. Threads may be long or short, contain plot development, just plain sex, or a healthy mix of both, but the question at the end will always be the same "Who is the second contestant to enter the house?". Then the thread that follows will take place on the following day. To add a thread at this point, begin by answering the question below, with a name and a brief description. E.g. "Pamela, a 35 year old British housewife", or "Kurt, a 21 year old German porn star", etc. Then write about their first day in the house. Happy writing.]
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