Big Brother 8 Results

Big Brother 8 Results

Mr. G. welcomed everyone to this edicition of the let Her Have It."Today, we have a vote involving two ladies from Big Brother 8. These two ladies do not like each other at all, even now. So it is going to be ultra humiliating for the loser today. Both women are dying to get the chance to embarass the other. Both is sure they won't lose. One will get a suprise. So, I think we better introduce them to you. We have Charlie Uchea and Chanelle Hayes," Everyone cheered as they walked out from opposite sides of the stage. Both looking smug waiving to the fans. Both wore shorts and tank tops. They were asked why they weren't dressed uup and they responded that they would not want to get their expensive clothes ruined. A replica of the Big Brother diary room chair sat ominously in the centre of the stage.



"So, Charlie," Mr. G. said," Any thoughts on today?" "Oh yeah, " she said," When I kick that little cow's ass, I am going to love getting to trash her so much. I'm going to do it as slowly and as embarassing as I can. I am going to love every second of it. I have waited a long time to do this." "And you Chanelle," Mr. G, asked. "When I win, by the way, I am going to teach that gobby cow a lesson. She is going to be eating humble pie today. She deserves this so much and I will enjoy giving it o her," Chanelle said. Whatever, Charlie mouthed.

"Ok ladies," Mr. G. said, "I sense some hostillity. That should make things interesting, but I think that we should straight to our results and see who will be taking the hotseat. One of thee two will be getting covered in slop. I can now reveal the results. It was a landslide by the way. The "winner" had nearly 87% of the total votes. The public really want to see this person covered in mess. So, the person with the most votes is... Chanelle Hayes." Chanelle's eyes widened like saucers and her mouth hung open. She put her hands up to her face and started blushing. She started sweating profusly. Charlie laughed and shouted. "Oh yeah, time to get dirty you cow. I'm going to treat you like the dirty pig you are. Your ass is mine Chanelle," Charlie said. "Well Chanelle, ya lost," Mr. G. said. "Yeah, sounds like she kicked my ass. I am speechless. She is going to love this. This is so embarassing."



Chanelle was lead over to the diary room chair. She sat down and pulled her legs up cradling them in her hands. the slop trolley was wheeled out and Charlie had a look, giving a slay smile and rubbing her hands together. Chanelle looked over but couldn't see what was on the trolley. She could smell it however and could tell that was going to be disgusting. She knew that there was no use begging and that she could do nothing but sit there and await the inevitable. " So," Mr. G. said," Chanelle Hayes, you have lost the vote and now it is time to receive your fate. Charlie, you are our victor. Chanelle is the loser and we know what happens to the loser. So, when you are ready Charlie, it is time to let Chanelle have it. I have a feeling this is going to be a messy one." Chanelle kept saying,"Please,no, please. I'll do anything." "Get ready to get dirty," Charlie said, "This is all for you loser."

Charlie lifted the first item and walked over to Chanelle. The first item was a large bucket of baked beans. "Careful, Chanelle,"Charlie said,"These are known to cause people to fart. Oh I forgot, from what I can smell you already have that problem." Chanelle's mouth fell open. Charlie walked up behind her. "All for you," She said. Chanelle squealed as Charlie poured the beans over her head. They washed over her face as she tried hugging her legs to stop the mess, but it was no use. Charlie moved the bucket forward, dumping beans all over Chanelle's bare legs.Chanelle could feel the disgusting beans running all over her thighes and calves. She could not believe how the beans felt on her. Charlie poured the rest of the beans back and forth over Chanelle untill the bucket was empty. Chanelle sat in her seat making funny noises as she tried to clear some of the beans away. A lot were collecting in a pool in her lap and below her. Chanelle stunk now from the smell of the beans. Charlie pointed and laughed. "Looking good," she scoffed.



The next item was a very large amount of banana pudding complete with bits of banana in it. It was very thick and very messy. Charlie took the bucket and stood behind Chanelle. As Chanelle looked up Charlie poured the pudding straight into her face. She scramed and yelped at how cold the pudding felt on her. She closed her eyes because all she could see now was yellow. The flow seemed to go on forever. Charlie took her time, making sure that she relished every moment of pouring the banana pudding over Chanelle. She poured layer after layer over every part of Chanelle's tanned body. Chanelle squealed as she felt the thick banana pudding plop onto her legs and down onto her bottom. She could feel it collecting everywhere. She shook herself and shivered as it felt so cold.



Finally Charlie grabbed the last bucket. It was a very special suprise for Chanelle.Charlie explained that it came directly from the local farm. It was genuine pig slop. It was made of mainly corn. It had a yellowy color and smelled absoluetley disgusting. Charlie announced that it would be her pleasure to slop Chanelle."No, please," Chanelle begged. She knew it would be in vain however. Charlie motioned to the crowd to cheer. She danced with the bucket teasing Chanelle with it. She stood behind her and poured the slop over her face, over her head, neck and shoulders. Chanelle laughed and squealed as it poured. Gravity moved the slop downwards over Chanelle's top and breasts.More poured onto her shorts. Charlie poured more all over Chanelle's legs and between them. Chanelle moved her legs in and out to let the slop fall. When Charlie was finished she stood back and aadmired her work.Chanelle was covered from head to toe in disgusting slop. "Looks like I've got a new wallpaper and screensaver for my computer at home, "Charlie said, "You really have never looked so good. Think of it as sort of a makeover."

Mr. G. walked up to Chanelle as she stood up dripping in slop. "So, Chanelle. How was that for you?,"he asked. She laughed,"Embarassing, wet, smelly.I must look so funny though. I can tell the viewers at home, that was definately real pig slop. they weren't kidding. I can't really describe how that felt. I must look a state. I must stink as well."



"So everyone, that's it for today," Mr. G. said," We hope you enjoyed tonight. I know we did. I don't think anyone will ever forget the night Chanelle Hayes got slopped on national tv. See you next time. Thanks for watching (reading).